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Just For The Night - Hobie Brown x Black!Punk!Reader pt. 2

Summary: Two anarchists meet at a concert and decide that one night just isn't enough...but one night is all they have

Words: 5,697

Tags: 18+, 3rd person, Mutual Pining, SMUT, Oral (f receiving), Degradation, Marijuana, High Sex, Pussy Whipped, Slight Accent Kink, Slight Angst, Yandere if you squint, Reader and Hobie are 21+, Canon Divergence (Doesn't follow ATSV events/Hobie's universe is present day instead of 1978), Mentions of protesting and Cop City in Atlanta, I tried my best with the British slang

author's note: Here's part 2! This one is muuuchhh longer so you can really skip the part before the page break if you're just here for the smut. It's mostly just her (your) backstory.

Part 1 Epilogue

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"Shit, it's brick out here."

"You're telling me." The difference in temperature from the sweltering venue to the city almost made Hobie want to go back inside and fuck her in the bathroom instead. But Y/N did say that she had a blunt at home and she seemed very eager to smoke it. Or fuck him. Either one was good.

He took a moment to admire her. He was right about her Demonias. They were long with lot's of large buckles and he loved that he still towered over her even though they were platforms. Now that they were out of the dark building, he could see the various tattoos that littered her arm and thigh. Fuck him, he was going to have fun with her.

She told him that she didn’t live far and they could walk there. That was fine with him, he didn’t want to get on a cramped train anyway. He did wish that he could just swing them there, but then he wouldn’t see the way her ass moves while she walks.

He would be lying if he said she didn’t intrigue him. From his knowledge, Atlanta, Georgia was considered the Deep South of America. It had to have been hundreds of miles away. And this area doesn’t seem like a place someone who was swimming in money would be living in. Not that it was terrible, more so humble. Like where he lived.

“So, tell me,” he calls out to her. She was walking a little ways ahead of him, courtesy of Hobie wanting to ogle her. She turned around when he spoke. “How does an Atlanta babe find herself at a Rico Nasty concert in Brooklyn?”

She waits for him to catch up to her then starts walking by his side. “Huh, it’s a…long story.”

“I don’t mind.” He answers honestly. Since they’ve left the concert, Hobie has felt a strange pull towards her that exceeded his feeling of lust. He wondered if she felt the same.

She went quiet and opted to look thoughtfully towards the ground. Hobie began to backtrack. “Or, I could shut up and let you sit on my face instead. Whichever one you want.”

She squealed and hit his chest making him laugh. It wasn’t really a joke, but Hobie’s glad to see that he didn’t make her uncomfortable. “Nah, your good,” she reassured him. “I can do both.”

“Oh?” Hobie raised his eyebrows and gave her his full undivided attention. She takes in a deep breath, let’s it out, and begins to tell him her story.

“Well, you seem like someone who can appreciate a rebel.”

“Yeah?” Hobie bemused. What would this girl be rebelling against? “So, what your like a runaway? Parents, maybe?”

She looked away. Ah, he read her like a book. Then she dropped a bomb on him. “Eh, kind of. More so the Atlanta Police Department.”

He froze. She giggled to herself pretending to not notice and turn around when she was some feet away. She knew he wasn’t expecting that. No one does. She could count on her hand how many people up here she’s told and he was one of them. She trusted him, and she doesn’t know why. She hoped he felt the same.

Hobie couldn’t take his eyes off of her. When he realized how far she was, he ran to catch up. “You're on the run from the Atlanta PD?” She couldn’t contain herself enough and she let out a snort and nodded her head. Hobie shakes his. “No. I don’t believe it. You’re having a laugh.”

“I’m deadass.” She answers still laughing. Hobie drops his head in utter disbelief.

“Well what in bloody hell did you do?” The both of you start walking again.

“...You might not know but, a couple years ago there was a huge uproar of protesting here. In the US, I mean.”

Hobie did not know. He assumes something terrible must have happened, and he’s sure that something like that would have reached London. Maybe it didn’t happen on Earth - 138.

He gingerly shook his head. “I was a part of them. I would organize with some close friends and hand out water and snacks while we were there.” She explained.

“My parents weren’t too happy about that. I had just graduated and I wasn’t going to college. I had a job at a tattoo parlor so…they thought I was a failure.” Hobie listened intently to every word she said. “They would say I just love to bring trouble and always used me going out as an example.”

“They were afraid an officer would come to the door next. And then one day shit went left and we were getting sprayed with tear gas. My stupid ass picked up a can and threw that shit. I guess it hit one of them in the face, I don’t know. I couldn’t see shit.” She giggles and he laughs with her.

“I was pinned down and put in a holding cell for about a week.” She continues.

“Shit.” Hobie knew a few people who that’s happened to. Every story shares the same thing, it’s fucking terrible.

She nods. “Yeahhhh…then my parents kicked me out.”

“Shit,” he exclaims. She continues to nod. “So is that how you got here?” She shakes her head. Hobie gasps. “There’s more?” Nod. He gasps again making her laugh at him. “Tell me.”

“Okay, Okay,” She waits to calm down a bit. “I was just staying with friends after that. Then, maybe some months ago, there was this project announced for the city.” Hobie frowns noticing how much more dejected she had become. “They were going to cut down a forest to create a ‘training ground’ for emergency services.”

“What the fuck…?” Hobie was appalled.

“You can imagine how that sounds to civilians, right? A mock city for law enforcement to play cops and fucking robbers.” She spits out. “I was part of the groups of people who stayed in the forest to prevent construction.”

Just like before, he stopped again. This time, in complete and utter admiration. She smiled at him. “That’s…amazing.”

“Thank you.” She nods her head back to the path so they can continue walking. Hobie stands just a little bit closer to her now.

“So...did shit go left again?” He asked only half joking. She grimaced.

“It was bad. There were a lot of gunshots, and screaming. And fireworks.”

“Fireworks?”

“Fireworks.”

He stared at her expectantly. “And what did you do with them?”

She looks around cutely while smiling. Hobie knows that whatever she did, she didn’t regret it for a second. “Maybe I lit up and threw it at one’s foot. And then it lit the leaves on fire.”

He can’t hold back the laugh that kept from his throat. “Ha!” He clapped his hands and looked at her. “What happened after that?”

“I think he recognized me from the protests or maybe I’m just a hot topic, because the way that man came at me and mowed me down.” Hobie jerked his head back.

“What?”

“Boy, yes. That man tried to beat me with his baton.” The story just kept getting wilder and wilder.

“How did you get out of that?”

“I stole his taser and shot it at his chest.”

“No, your taking the piss,” he shouted excitedly. “No you didn’t.”

“Hold on now because he was still holding me so I got shocked too.” Hobie cackled at her. “It worked though. He let me go and I ran away with some of the others. Only a few people stayed behind. I went back home and woke up to my face on the news the next day.”

The the emotional rollercoaster that Hobie was one was something for the books. He had never felt such quick changes in such little time. He was shocked, then sad, then impressed, then elated, then sad again. What is this girl’s life?

“Man I had to get the fuck out of there. My friend took me up to Maryland where her family lived. Then they brought me here. I got a lil’ ugly ass apartment and a new tattoo job. Made a couple friends, and now I’m here. With you.”

That last part wasn’t expected for either of them. It just came out. But it felt nice.

The two of them looked at each other and basked in their presence. She could feel the pride and admiration for her coming off of him in ways. She could see it in his eyes just as brown as hers. Good. He wanted her to.

A car pulled up from down the street. The both of them were released from their trance and looked. They recognized those kinds of headlights anywhere.

Hobie fought the urge to try and hide before the cop car got to them, as he didn’t want to scare her. There was no reason for her to run from NYPD, right?

Wrong. She grabbed his hand and slipped into the alleyway.

Hobie just let her pull him along. She clearly knows what she’s doing. After coming out on the other side of the street, she begins to keep her eyes alert. She lets go of his hand and continues walking. She just won’t stop giving him reasons to want her, huh?

“And what was that about?” He teases. She smirks at him.

“I didn’t come to New York to be a good girl.” And it was as simple as that.

She walks a few more feet then turns wondering why he’s not saying anything. But when she meets his eyes her heart start beating in anticipation. He was staring her down hard. His smirk was small and his eyelids were low. She couldn’t think of anything to say.

Hobie uses her surprise to his advantage. He walks up to her and pulls her into a tiny space between two buildings. It wasn’t much of an alley, but it did enough to shield their bodies from the street light; it only shining his wicks as he towers over her body and presses her against the wall. He nudges her chin up, winks at her, then meets her lips. Her hands rest on his shoulders as his arms trap her in. He resists putting his tongue in her mouth, as she still had her makeup on and this sweet but desperate kiss would turn sloppy.

He’s the one who has to pull away, her eyes were still closed when he did. “How much longer do I have to wait before I can have you?”

She catches her breath and tells him, “We’re only a couple minutes away, Hobie.”

Hobie leans down again and kisses her neck. She shudders and moves her hands to the back of his. Hobie gives her soft smooches, one lick, and a bite. Then, one more kiss, before he finally pulls away. He tugs her back onto the street and nods his head down the path. She starts to pick up the pace.

Her building wasn’t too shabby. At least the walls looked freshly painted. The inside of her apartment looked very cozy. She had rugs wherever it made sense to put them and low beam orange-yellow lights. She was walking ahead of him and turned around to speak. “Get comfortable on the couch. I’ll be right back.” Then she disappears down a hallway.

Hobie pulls off his boots and places them against the wall. Then he takes off his jacket and a few extra accessories that were a bit uncomfortable now that he had no adrenaline. He walks into her living room and plops himself onto the comfy, leather couch. Faux, he hoped.

He rests his arms and hangs his head backwards over it, eyes closed. Before Y/N disappeared down the hallway, she had flicked a little device on the wall. It must have been the heater since Hobie had just heard something blowing air in the walls. He lifts his head up and takes in his surroundings.

It was a bit small, but perfect for one woman living alone. There were unlit candles on almost every surface, and a beats pill sitting in the side of the room. His favorite sight, by far, was a fat bong sitter right on the coffee table. He chuckled to himself. She could probably live here with a significant other.

It was times like this that he wishes he was normal. He wishes he could wake up to a beautiful face, smoke something, leave home to work, dismantle corporations, or just spend time with his friends, then come back home to that same face, light some candles, and enjoy the rest of his night in her arms. He doesn’t understand why he’s thinking of her when he imagines this, but he invites it.

She comes back with a burner and a small Bic lighter. She uses the burner to light the various candles and Hobie admires her. She still had her clothes on except her shoes which he was happy about. He really wanted to see her tits in those fishnets. Her makeup was off. Her skin was glowing. Her Bantu knots were still in her head. He wondered if she would let him help her take them out, but he’s sure she just wants to fuck and get it over with.

He stops watching her to think about it for a second. When they’re done smoking and having sex Hobie would leave. Not just leave, go back to his own dimension. The thought that he couldn’t keep tabs on her, maybe follow her Instagram or even get her number hadn’t even crossed him. He didn’t like it.

His face must have seemed troubled, because she stopped and looked at him in concern. “You good?” She asks getting his attention.

“Hm? I’m fine, love.” She nods and reaches into her pocket and throws a condom onto the table, then behind her ear to take the blunt out. Then she sits next to him on the couch.

“Want some music?” She asks. Hobie nods. “I’m all punk’d out. Can I play RnB instead?”

“Please do. I feel like chilling right now.”

The pill begins to play soft drums and a bass before Erykah Badu starts singing. He liked music from Miles’s universe, regardless of the genre.

It’s like an unspoken agreement that they would be hanging out for a while. She lights it up, takes a couple puffs, then hands it over to him. He does the same. He takes longer drags producing a much larger cloud then breathes it all in. She looks at him incredulously.

“Ay? Problem, love?”

Her eyes narrow. “You think you’re so cool?”

He takes another drag. “I am.”

She grabs it from him and does a French inhale. Hobie couldn’t stop looking at her. He reaches his hands behind her back and pull her even closer to him. Her legs rested on his. She hands it to him.

“I told you everything about me. What about you? Did you travel to America just to see Rico?”

Hobie shook his head, trying to rack his brain for a proper explanation. “I travel around a lot. Had a pen pal who lived here and I came to see him. He told me about the concert so I went with him. Not as interesting as your journey.” He takes a drag. “Although I’ve had my fair share of trouble with cops.”

“Is that why we click so well?”

He smirked at her. “Yeah.” Another drag. “But, as banging as you are, you’re not on my level.”

Raising her eyebrow she sits up. “And why the hell not?” She jokes.

“Haven’t killed a cop yet.”

It was her turn to be shocked. She gave him the same fascinated look he had. “You’ve killed a cop?”

“Check the laces, innit?”

She stretches her head over the couch to look at his shoes and sure enough, his laces are blue. Speechless and filled with admiration, she freezes. Her neck is exposed, and Hobie doesn’t stop himself from licking it then giving it a smooch. She gasps and shudders. Slowly she smiles as she sits back down and stares at him.

“Does that excite you?” Hobie asks. She nods. He shifts, his pants beginning to get uncomfortable. He puts the blunt down on the side table, grabs her and pulls her into his lap. Her center collides with his crotch and they both groan. Hobie picks up the blunt, puffs on it to light it up again, then hands it to her. “Hit it nice and slowly. And lift your head up.”

She does as he asks. Hobie pulls her neck down to his mouth and his begins to bite and suck on it. She whines and takes the blunt out of her mouth, not being able to focus on it. Hobie hums in desperation when she starts grinding on him.

“You’re a proper sket, aren’t you?” He whispers. He’s sure she has no clue what he means, so he brings her face down to look at him. “Just a big fucking slut.”

She bit her lip and nodded. Hobie smirked, takes the blunt and drags, then kisses her. The smoke escapes their conjoined mouths as they explore them with their tongues. She starts to suck on his, making him hold her tighter to his body. Hobie makes a sound of pleasure in his throat that ripples through his chest. He pulls his face away from hers and they pant while staring at each other.

“Take this shit off.” He lays her down onto the couch and stands up to pull his shirt and jeans off. She takes off her shorts and fishnet bottoms at the same time. Before she could take off her top, Hobie holds her thigh and squeezes it. “Only take off the shirt.”

She nods and pulls the crop top off. Her tits fall in unison constrained by the fishnets. Hobie could moan at the sight of them. He was right about how good they would look. He doesn’t waste anytime in getting between her open legs and grabbing them. He lets his thumb flick her nipples, enjoying the feeling of fabric and skin. Her small moans go straight to his member, and he decides to take his underwear off completely. She braces herself.

He is long and curved. She knew he would ruin her when she got him home, but she underestimated how nice his dick looked.

“Don’t get scared. I’ll take good care of you.” He tells her.

“Yeah you better,” she tells him. She begins looking around. “Hey, where is it?”

“This?” He pulls out the blunt from seemingly nowhere then the lighter lighting it up once more. He hands it to her then leans over and takes a nipple into his mouth. Her moan was lethal, and Hobie loses his resolve. He was going to tease her, but he couldn’t deny the pleasure shooting through his body as he licks her nipple through the small diamond hole. She begins humping the air.

“You’re desperate to be played with aren’t you, love?”

“Uh-Huh” she says breathy. Her eyes are red and lidded. Hobie gets an idea.

“Hand that over,” he takes a couple more puffs giving her a kiss afterwards. She reaches out for it and he smirks at her. He holds it away from her, rubbing her thighs. She lets out an exclamation.

“Excuse you. That’s my weed.”

“What’s yours is mine.”

“Um, what’s mine is mine.”

Hobie trails his finger to her wet center, playing with her thong before pushing it to the side. He puts his thumb on her clit and she flinches. “Oh…”

“Yeah. Stop talking all that shit.” He begins to rub his thumb around it, his finger getting wet with each pass over. She’s whimpering and jerking her hips into his hand. “You like that?” All she can do is nod.

Hobie slows down and switches fingers. He smokes while inserting his middle finger into her. As it sinks further and further, she lets out a satisfied moan. He pumps it in and out of her pussy, a squelching sound filing the air.

He leans down and puts his tongue on her clit not letting up on fingering her too. She lets out a loud moan. Hobie puts the blunt on the floor, obsessed with the way her pussy gushes in his mouth. She starts to hump his face. Hobie watches her hand begin to reach out to him, then he grabs it and puts it on his head, wrapping her fingers around his wicks. He moans when she begins to pull him further into her pussy. He pulls his drenched finger out grabs her thighs and grips them tightly. He shakes his head back and forth, sucking and spreading her juices across her vagina.

“Ooo, I’m gonna cum.”

When he hears that he lifts his head and wipes his mouth. She whines but he shushes her by taking the blunt, holding it to her mouth, and she takes a drag from it. She is completely relaxed as she breathes it out, her eyelids lidded and eyes fluttering into the back of her head. He thought it was the sexiest thing you had done that night.

“Fuck, you’re peng.” Shit, he has got to start learning American slang. “That was sexy. I want to see you do it with my dick inside you.”

He takes the condom and rolls it on his dick, groaning under his breath from how it feels. He aligns himself with her hips.

“Ooo,” she lets out. “But wait, you don’t want some head?”

Hobie shakes his head and jerks himself. “I want you now, beautiful.” He keeps the blunt in his mouth and slaps his dick on her pussy. Her juices splash onto their thighs. Hobie grunts.

Keeping his head down, he looks at her face. Her eye lids are still low, but he can see her beautiful brown cornea staring at him full of lust and want. With the blunt in his mouth, he talks out the side of his mouth. “Beg for it,” he says.

Her eyelids widen, but the promiscuous look on her face doesn’t change. “What, baby?”

“Mm,” he says pleased by the pet name. He takes it out of his mouth and smiles at her. “Beg me to fuck you like a whore, love.”

She scrunches her shoulders up and tries to close her thighs, but she smiles and bites her lip. She liked the degradation and embarrassment of it all. Hobie liked it too. He pulls her thighs apart again. Placing his dick on top of her pussy, he waits for her to follow his instruction. “Come on, I know you can, pretty girl. You want this dick don’t you?”

“Yes, baby.”

“Call me baby again.”

“Please fuck me, baby.”

Hobie pumps his dick even more. He places the tip right at her hole, becoming evermore impatient. “Fuck, now say my name.”

“Hobie…mmm…” he slowly sinks himself into her.

“Fuck, say it again.”

“Hobie…” They sigh together when he’s fully sheathed inside of her. Her walls are already clamping around him. She’s so wet, and ready for his dick. Hobie keeps himself inside her and lights the blunt again reveling in her desperation. He takes his precious time to smoke some more while she begins to whine and grind herself onto him.

“Hobie, please fuck me.”

“Wait.” She whimpers for him, tears begin to form in her eyes from the depravity.

“Hobie…”

“If you keep saying my name like that I might stay inside you like this.”

“No, please don’t. I need it so badly.”

He inhaled a ghost. “Yeah?” He slowly unsheathes himself then slams back into her. She yelps.

“Yes, daddy,”

Hobie whistles. “Oh, I didn’t know you had that in the vault. You wanna keep calling me that, Atlanta babe?"

“Start fucking me and I’ll call you whatever you want.”

Hobie chuckles. “You got a mouth, don’t you?” He holds the blunt to her mouth again, grabs her hips, then starts fucking her. "I like baby a little more." She blew out the smoke the same way, it coming out in puffs from Hobie’s humping.

“Shit, love. You’re amazing.” He takes the blunt away and places it on the side table. Hobie grabs both sides of her hips and begins to fuck her harder. Their moans fill the apartment. Hobie stares at her beautiful breasts bouncing in her fishnets. Hobie’s too tall to lean down and suck on them, so he grabs one instead and squeezes it. She looks into his eyes and grabs his face. She smiles at him. Hobie’s eyes fill with curiosity.

“You can smack them if you want.”

Hobie slows down in disbelief. Then he smiles and starts fucking her harder. Hobie takes his hand and smacks one, as she requested. She moaned with a permanent beam on her face. Hobie is completely and totally enamored. He stops fucking her and pulls himself out.

“Come sit on me.”

“Okay, baby”

Hobie sits upright on the couch. She climbs on top of him and grabs his dick, loving the little grunt he let out She inserts him back inside her. They moan together while she sinks down onto his curved length. She pauses when he’s fully inside, his dick hitting places she didn’t even know could feel so good.

She grabs his face and pulls it up to meet hers. They stare into each other’s eyes for what felt like forever. Hobie lost himself in hers. He couldn’t move or speak or think. All of his emotions were portrayed in the way he looked at her. He wanted her, badly. In this moment she became everything to him. Then she started to rock.

“Oh, shit,” he muttered embarrassingly. The sounds that left his love’s mouth were lilted and pleasured. It didn’t take long for her to go faster. “Just like that, babe.”

Hobie’s breaths are loud and raunchy, while she lets out small pleasured hums. He takes his hands and rubs up her torso. Hobie wraps his arms around her waist and embraces her tightly. His head rests in her neck as he shifts down the couch the begins lifting his hips up into her. She doesn’t sound so quiet anymore.

“Oh…Y/N…” he whines.

Something inside of Hobie broke and he felt completely vulnerable. If she were to ask him anything, he would answer truthfully. He wanted to tell her everything. About the spider society, him being a spider man, the multiverse and everything within it. He wonders if she would accept it. Hell, he felt as though he could, she reacted better than he imagine she would when he told her he’s killed a cop.

For some reason, he felt like he could trust her. He thinks if he did tell her the whole truth, she wouldn’t even bat an eyelash. How would she react if he opened a portal right then and there and brought her to his own apartment in his own universe? Would she be okay with it? Would she even come in the first place?

He liked the idea of keeping her with him. He liked the thought of seeing her all the time without the risks of inter dimensional travel. Just coming back home, after the most tiring and troublesome day of working for Miguel, and seeing her beautiful body and even more gorgeous face.

Mm, he really liked it.

“Ngh…fuck, Y/N,” he whines into her ear, holding on to her body for dear life.

“Hobie, I’m gonna cum,”

He smacked her ass then pulled her face towards his. "Call me baby."

"Baby, I'm gonna cum." He bites down on her shoulder and begins to really pound into her forcing quick breaths from her lungs.

When the both of them come undone, they stare into each others eyes, not saying a word. She slowly grinds into him, and it overstimulates the both of them.

“Fuck, doll,” he whimpers looking between their stomachs. He was completely seated inside of her, and made him want to go for a second round. It normally would take him a minute to get himself back up, but with the way she was yearning for him with her eyes, it won’t take him long before he flips her around and takes her from behind.

As the both of them were coming down, Hobie began to feel an overarching sense of anxiety. This wasn’t Spidey-sense as there wasn’t any feeling of danger. No. Hobie was feeling…grief.

Grief from what? Why is it that he didn’t want to stop humping into her? Making her whisper curses into his ear? Was it because if he did, that would mean what they were having was over? If he pulls out of her, he’ll put on his clothes, find an alley, and travel back to Earth-138. Hobie can’t see or contact her. He would be gone forever.

Did she feel the same? Is that why she refuses to let go of him? Why she sounds like she’s on the verge of tears as she continues to milk his dick?

He could use some rest. He wanted nothing more than to finish smoking and fall asleep. But, when he thought of his bong at home it felt…wrong. As if there was a question and that wasn’t the right answer.

Why is he instead thinking about finishing what they were smoking then falling asleep on her bed? He needed to get a fucking grip. So he knocked out of his stupor. It felt like a bucket of cold water splashed over him and he came back to reality

She felt the shift. The thought they both shared that it was time to stop. Their time together has come to an end. The toll of a bell rings through her chest, and she fights the tears as she climbs off of him, kissing him sweetly before she goes.

Hobie sits there and looks at her standing up. He enjoyed that kiss. He wanted another one. He needed another one. He swallows his spit and asks her, “How was it?”

She smiles at him shyly. She was just the prettiest thing he had laid eyes on. “Amazing, Hobie.”

He smiled in content and relief. “I live to please,” he joked. It was otherworldly for him.

She giggled and walks by him, but before she could go, Hobie grabs her arm and pulls her down towards him. He captures her lips in a blissful kiss, then lets her go so she can walk to her room for a minute. Hobie isn’t sure what she’s doing, but while she’s gone, he lets his mind run. Tonight, he had found a perfect woman. She was beautiful and disruptive, not performative in anyway. All the qualities of a superhero in one civilian body. If anyone deserved the spider bite, it was her.

This…can’t be the last time he sees her. And why does it have to be? No one cares about the casual travel rule; everyone visits each other’s worlds all the time for whatever reason. The only thing was doing it sparsely so Miguel doesn’t catch on. Hobie could pop in here and there, right?…but would she want that?

How could it even work? He has no way of contacting her, so she’ll never know when to expect him. Is she just supposed to wait for the one day he can finally show up?

This was frustrating. Hobie always breaks the rules. He does what’s not supposed to be done, but he can’t figure out how this relationship would ever work. He can’t bring her with him, lest her particles stretch, bend, and spread across space and time, and he can’t stay here. His people need their spider man.

Damn, he wants to keep her so bad. She is perfect. Even if he could get to America back home, he would never be able to find her. The story is different in every universe. Hell, she probably wasn’t even in America.

She comes back into the living room adorned with pjs to see Hobie standing with his clothes back on. The condom had long been thrown away. Some of his belts and accessories were off as well as his jacket, but he looked as though he was ready to go. She felt…broken. And she didn’t know why.

This wasn’t her first one night stand, but she doesn’t think she’s ever clicked with someone like this before. Definitely not a stranger. Definitely not a fine stranger like him. He was perfect to her, in every sense of the word.

And she to him. Certainly, this was his Gwen Stacy. “You goin’?” She whispered. She cleared her throat and held up the roach. “Thought you would want to finish this.”

Hobie could feel that she was just as desperate to get him to stay as he was inclined to. He looked into her longing eyes with some of his own feelings, and considered a possibility. If Miles can have his Gwen from a different universe, why can’t he have the same? It worked for Miles.

And he knows the answer. It’s because she’s a regular person. Hobie is Spider Punk. He doesn’t belong here, and she doesn’t belong with him. But it wouldn’t hurt to dream of getting what he wanted.

He clears his throat. “I, um…” he couldn’t find the words he wanted to convey. How does he say, “I’m a spider man from a different universe and we will never see each other again.” without scaring her from how clinically insane it sounded?

Luckily, she speaks for him. “I’m saying…you can stay the night.” She finishes confidently. “If you wanted.”

He did. He did want to. He wanted to stay with her so bad. But he shouldn’t. He’s spent way too much time here, and he has no idea what would alert Miguel…he should go. He should go. He really should go.

Hobie…

Go.

“I would love too.”

Her beautiful smile makes its appearance and the doubts that Hobie had melted away. He drops his things and start to take off his shoes. When he walks towards her, he notices how badly she’s struggling to contain her excitement and he knows he made the right choice.

“…Just for the night,” She says, giving him the roach.

“Yeah.” He takes it from her and grabs her hand to walk down the hall into her room. “Just for the night.”

He’s gone before the sun is up the next morning.

ending a/n: I hope y’all liked this. I love writing angst so much y’all don’t even understand I had to put some in here. And yes, he takes her hair down for her.

I am cursed with writing way too much and I apologize for all that reading. I hope you still enjoyed it. It was very fun to write and it’s probably one my most favorite things I’ve ever written. I love Hobie so much, maybe I’ll write for him again idk chile. Maybe I’ll write these two again in an unrelated fic. Or maybe I’ll continue this and y’all can get y’all’s happy ending. Maybe. I don’t rly write those lmao.

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#across the spiderverse #spider punk #spider punk x reader #spider punk smut #black reader #spider punk x you #hobie brown #hobie brown x you #hobie brown smut #smut #spider punk x black reader #spider punk x black!reader #spider punk x black!reader smut #spider punk x black reader smut

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strawglicks · 2 months

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i genuinely cant believe how insecure and almost saddening graham's ending cutscene is. im so serious

Graham's IMMEDIATE reaction to losing is trying to project onto the toons. Instead of admitting defeat, he tries to twist the situation to make it seem like the toons are the ones who've lost the battle.

The fact that Graham cant handle any imperfections in the first place is horribly insecure. someone who's really confident in themselves should be able to admit their flaws and still be happy with themselves. But that's not the case with Graham. He can act confident all he wants, but he's really lying to himself if he can't accept his own flaws and imperfections.

This entire cutscene is Graham projecting his own embarrassment onto the toons. HE'S embarrassed to have lost his own battle. HE'S embarrassed to have gotten burnt out so fast. But he tries desperately to flip the situation to run away from his own shame.

This is a fat lie. Deadass.

I see people speculate abt this line and what his "other forms" could be, but nah he's just lying. Graham was giving his all in this fight, given by how exhausted he is at the end to the point of passing out. It's WHY he's ashamed to have lost, because he was genuinely trying his best and giving it all he had. Yet, he STILL didn't win and it destroys his pride. And in an attempt to save that pride, he lies about "just getting started".

More projecting onto the toons. Graham needs a breather himself, given how he literally faints at the end of his battle. But he can't even admit his own exhaustion or allow himself to be tired because he has this idea that he needs to be perfect. He's built his whole "brand" on being "perfect", so when those flaws start to inevitably show, it shatters this image he's created for himself AND others. He will inevitably be embarrassed and humiliated again and again, merely by his own flaws that he really doesn't NEED to be ashamed of. But he will be ashamed of them because of this "perfect" image he desperately wants to be. It's just self-destruction.

Despite his attempts to flip the situation and project onto the toons, he collapses at the end of his fight from exhaustion. Graham pushes himself to the maximum and then forbids himself from feeling tired, which. Golly! That's unhealthy.

This cutscene, more than reeking insecurity, is also just self-destructive. Graham refusing himself a break and working himself to exhaustion just to prove his worth is so unhealthy, not to mention twisted companies like Cogs. Inc WILL leech off this behavior in an employee and use it to keep them working nonstop. It happens a lot IRL when employees pride themselves on constant productivity because it's what jobs like to see. And those jobs will take advantage of those qualities to keep employees productive with little regard to said employees' health. Graham's pride is destroying him.

I never see people talk about how truly insecure or unhealthy Graham is. I'm all for sillies and poking fun at Graham, but real talk this is a really underrated aspect of his character, and something that should be explored when discussing how companies like Cogs Inc. hurts their employees. Jobs love workers like Graham, but that's. not necessarily a good thing. Esp when they love the workers bc of how hard they'll push themselves without taking breaks. It's an easy trap to fall into when you're trying to impress your employers, especially when you're desperate for a job. (and graham WAS desperate for this job, as seen in MOTM.)

anyway, heres a doodle i thought was fitting

#toontown #toontown corporate clash #ttcc #pacesetter #graham payser #graham ness payser #my big juicy brain in full effect #erm its just a doodle but ig art tag.#strawglicks art gallery #not tagging flint its just one shitty doodle of him lol

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Spilled Milk

Summary: You and Jack are co-parents, and have been for three years. The night he coincidentally comes over the night of your date, the kind of feelings and milk you cry over are spilled.

a/n: my love for co-parenting jack has reached a 17k word (allegedly) boiling point. it's a little messy, but i hope y'all enjoy!

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Just as you were clasping your necklace around your neck, you heard a series of firm knocks from the down the hall, sending you flying down the hall. “Coming!”

You tugged down at the hem of your dress as you scuffled to the door with your unzipped sandals. You groaned when you stumbled over Elle’s toybox before finally getting the door open. The chipper greeting that sat on your tongue faded when you saw who was standing at your threshold.

“Jack?” you cringed involuntarily and Jack smiled. “Hey, what are you doing here?”

You took a step back to let him in and he glided in, throwing his jacket over the side of the couch with a curious look. “Max told me he finished that volcano he was working on and I promised I’d stop by to look at it. They aren’t in bed, yet, are they?”

“Oh, Jack.” you sighed, putting your hand on your forehead. “I didn’t know you were stopping by today, my mom got them.”

“Fuck, that is right.”

“Yeah, he didn’t even mention he invited you over, otherwise I would’ve called.”

“Nah, it’s your weekend, anyway. I’ll go ahead and dip.”

“Wait, do you want to try these cookies I made?” you invited Jack to the kitchen where you had a plate of cookies sitting out. “I waited until the kids left.”

“Did you make edibles?” Jack furrowed his eyebrows and you chuckled.

“No, I’m not that cool. I just didn’t want to share.”

“But you’ll share with me, how sweet.”

“We’re past the bitter break-up phase, aren’t we?”

“Mmhmm.” he hummed as he sat on your barstool and picked up a cookie.

You and Jack had broken up after seven years together three years back. Your son, Max, was only three and your daughter, Elle, was only one. The split was hard for all four of you, especially with the kids being so small and having no concept of what was going on. Things got easier when you and Jack got into a groove of switching off weekends and eventually organizing weekly dinners, but there was still a slightly lingering tension between the both of you.

“Hey, what are you doing all dressed up?”

“You’re just noticing. Every time you’ve seen me, I’ve been in sweats.” you laughed, taking a bite of another cookie.

“Well, what are you doing tonight?”

“I’m just going out.”

“With who? Your friends?”

“Jack, why do you care?” you chuckled while pouring yourself a glass of milk.

“Maybe I want to hang out with you.” you flicked your eyes up skeptically and scoffed when you saw Jack’s smug smirk.

“I’m going on a date.” you edged out, biting back a smile.

“A what?”

“A date.”

“How much did you pay him?” Jack snorted and you frowned at him. “Oh, you’re being deadass?”

“Yes, and he’s supposed to be here in a few minutes.”

“You found a guy that’s okay with dating you with me as your baby daddy? Damn, that’s a keeper.”

“Can you be serious? And can you start with helping me put on this necklace?” you walked around the island with a simple gold necklace in hand, holding it out to Jack.

Despite being a good distance away from the tall man, he stepped closer to you, nearly breathing down your neck as he made sure the center of the necklace was perfectly set on your cleavage. Over all the time you two spent together, Jack had become perfect at clasping your necklaces or zipping up the back of your dresses. When you first broke up, it wasn’t something you expected to associate with him for so long.

“There you go.” Jack murmured, adjusting the chain of the necklace before taking a step back.

"Thank you.”

He gave you a curt nod before sitting back down at the island, seemingly making himself comfortable. Even when he came over to hang out with the kids, he was standoffish until something broke the ice. You made a slight show of checking the time on your phone, knowing that Jack was watching you, but instead of him clearing his throat and politely leaving, he remained sat. You watched as he leaned back in the chair he was in, slightly spreading his legs with his hands splayed on his thighs as if he were analyzing you.

“So, how long have you and this guy been going out? First date?”

“Well, Emmett and I have known each other for a while and then a few months ago, he asked me out and it's been sort of a... every other weekend thing since.” you shrugged, playing it off as casual as Jack puckered his lips slightly and nodded.

“So, when do I get to meet him?”

You couldn’t help but scoff and let out a chuckle at that.

“I’m being for real, Y/N. I mean, it seems like y’all are getting serious. I want to meet the guy that’s going to be around my kids before they’re around him.”

“Well, I’m sure we can work something out if it gets to that. I can try and figure out a way where the five of us can get together.”

Jack made a sour expression at the thought of there being five of you and cringing at how nonchalant you came across.

“No, I mean before he meets the kids.”

At that, you furrowed your eyebrows and narrowed your eyes. “Excuse me?”

“If you and Emmett get serious and you want to introduce him to the kids, I want to meet him first.”

“And why do you feel the need to do that?”

“I want to know who’s going to be spending time with my kids.”

“Introducing them doesn’t mean that he’ll be spending time with them and by that time, I’ll know who he is and whether or not I feel comfortable allowing him with them.” you spoke sternly, growing agitated with the tall brunette. “I’m a very capable mother.”

“I know that, but what would be the problem with me meeting him? Being a second opinion.”

“I don’t need a second opinion on my damn love life, Jack.”

“If you’re bringing him around my kids, then that’s how it’s going to be.”

“Who the hell do you think you are? If you want to meet him after I introduce him, I’m okay with that, but you won’t meet him before, I’m sorry.”

“Then you won’t bring him around.” Jack shrugged, and you couldn’t fight the sneer that flashed across your face.

“You are so immature.” you hissed at him, expecting the vapid remark to be enough to make him snap out of it, but instead he stood from the chair.

“I’m immature?” you nodded as you busied yourself with throwing random things in the trash or shoving it into place. “It’s immature to want to know who’s around you? Who you’re bringing around my kids?”

“Oh, my God, give up the ‘my kids’ speech. This is about your ego and wanting to keep me from moving on even though every time I open Instagram, there’s news about you out with some girl. What if I asked to meet your latest arm candy because who knows how many times the kids have seen some random girl’s clothes or a hickey or something!”

“That’s not the same and you fucking know it.”

“But it’s just as petty. When you dated that one girl six months after we broke up, I didn’t ask to meet her when you two took the two of them out for ice cream and the kids came back just raving about her. Do you know why Jack?”

He went to open his mouth, but your fierce anger was enough to shut him down.

“Because I trust your judgement and respect you as a parent, but you can’t do that same thing for me? You don’t even have any business knowing who I’m seeing because you and I aren’t together anymore. We’re not even friends, Jack.” you bit, and Jack puffed his chest up.

“If I find out that he met the kids before I did, I am going to-”

“You’re going to what?” you let out a humorless laugh and Jack was almost sure he saw your eye twitch. “You are unbelievable, Jack. You’re so unfair and entitled to what’s not yours anymore.”

“I’m unfair?” he smirked, bending slightly to point a finger against his broad chest and look you in your eyes. “I’m unfair?”

“Yes.” you mumbled quietly, crossing your arms.

“You know what? It’s always been me that’s unfair and I’ve accepted it. I’m always unfair when I’m trying to do the right thing by us and I’m fucking tired of it.”

“There’s no us anymore, Jack. We can’t talk about that stuff anymore. The only “us” is the kids, me, and you. There is no us.”

“I fucking know that!” he yelled, making you flinch. “I know that when this guy comes into your life for good, I’m being replaced. I know that, but you cannot blame me for trying. You were my first fucking love, Y/N, you’re still the only woman I’ll love like this. I know I’m the bad guy- I know I’m the guy that couldn’t be bothered to make it home on time because he was drunk. And I know that you’re this angel that I didn’t fucking deserve. I know you found Mr. Perfect; I know you found the guy that’s not going to put you through what I did, but when you figure that out, when you’re sure of that, what we had, the smallest bit of what we had, is gone. It’s going to be gone and I won’t be able to do anything about it!”

At the end of his rant, his fist crashed to the counter, rattling the glass of milk and sending it to the floor. There wasn’t a shadow of doubt in your mind that Jack would ever hurt you, but it didn’t stop you from taking a step back and swallowing before looking in his murky blue eyes.

“Fuck, I’m sorry.” he sniffled, dragging his hands down his face and cursing to himself. “Y/N, I’m sorry. I don’t know why I’m acting like this. I’ll leave.”

“It’s okay.” you shook your head, blinking back your tears to keep his guilt away. “No, we can talk.”

“I didn’t mean to scare you.” you nodded in understanding but kept your eyes on the milk dripping onto the floor. “C’mon, look at me.”

You sniffled when Jack stepped closer and allowed him to cup your cheeks and tilt your head up towards him. The sob you let out started in your chest and as soon as Jack saw the hiccup and quiver of your lips, he pulled you into his chest, one hand against the back of your head and the other on your lower back.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry.” he whispered, and you pulled back.

“It’s not you, Jack. I just miss you and I-it's been three years since we’ve broken up and I still don’t know how to deal with it. I have no fucking clue how to do what I’ve been doing since we broke up.”

“Me neither.” he admitted softly, making you shake your head. “I know I’m being unfair, but I don’t know how to play nice when I’m fighting for you.”

Your eyes softened in the same way his voice did as he kept his hold on you, savoring it for what it was. “Sometimes I don’t think I tried hard enough.”

“You did, Y/N. By the end of it, it was me who was slacking.”

“I think we were both just tired and maybe we did need the time apart.”

“Not three years, though.”

“Hey, you’re the one who kept your mouth shut for all those years.” you teased, poking his chest with a smirk and Jack chuckled. “Are we going to try again, Jack?”

“I’m ready.” he told you, stroking your head softly and looking at you pensively. “Are you?”

“Yeah.” you breathed out, smiling softly. “I want you back.”

Jack opened his mouth, obviously to say something, but you didn’t give him the chance. You hooked an arm around his shoulders and pulled him down, causing the two of you to take a few steps towards the counter behind you. You gasped when your back hit the hardwood and Jack immediately placed a soothing hand there while he took the chance to lick into your mouth.

Every part of you was on fire, that resistant spark that burned in the pit of your stomach was lit by the match of your and Jack’s revelation. Your grip on him tightened like he was only an apparition that could be whisked away if you let him go once more. The kiss became intertwined with emotions of lust and longing as your bodies were in a matter of seconds. You were attempting to untuck Jack’s shirt the same way he was struggling to tug up your dress.

“Right here?” he breathed out, and you shivered when you realized the lower part of your body was exposed to Jack.

“I don’t care, wherever.”

“Fuck, okay.” Jack grunted, as he helped hoist you to the counter, undoing his fly between your legs while kissing the side of your neck while you tugged at his hair. “Damn, you smell so good.”

“Jack, we need a-”

Your sentence was interrupted by a knock at the door. You and Jack looked at each other- your eyes were wide and his were filled with annoyance as he returned to your kissing your neck.

“Jack, that’s Emmett.”

“Just don’t answer. He’ll go away.”

“No, that’s not- fuck, Jack.” you gasped, squeezing your legs around his hips through his determined advances. “Jack!”

“Y/N!” he exclaimed back to you, gripping your thighs. “Come on, baby.”

“Move.” you whispered, and Jack rolled his eyes before letting you down.

Your heart pounded in guilt, but the rest of you pulsed in pleasure as you looked to the man who could give you what you needed. Under his blue glare, you almost felt yourself go weak in the knees, but you knew you’d fight with a conscience if you left Emmett to knock on your door any louder.

“Tell him Daddy’s home.” Jack said smugly behind you, and it took more effort than it should’ve to not drag him into your bedroom.

With another tug at the hem of your dress, you opened the door and smiled sympathetically at Emmett who looked nervous. “Hey, Y/N, I thought something was wrong. I saw another car parked outside.”

“Emmett, I’m so sorry.” you huffed, hearing Jack clattering in the home behind you.

“I understand if you need a raincheck.” he smiled, and you wanted to yell at him for being so understanding.

“Actually, I don’t think we'll be going out again anymore. I’ve had so much fun with you, and you’ve been so sweet to me, but there’s someone else. And it’s new! Very new.”

“I don’t understand? You string me along for how fucking long just to drop me like this?”

“I swear, I wasn’t trying to string you along. I promise.”

“That makes it so much better. When were you going to tell me? I mean, what kind of bitch does-”

“Aye!” Jack yelled, storming from the kitchen to the threshold the angriest you’d ever seen him. “Who the fuck are you to come and yell in her face like that? You better get ahold of yourself, man.”

Emmett hardly seemed threatened by Jack who towered over both of you and kept a hand on your stomach to hold you close to his chest. “Your ex, Y/N, seriously? It doesn’t get any worse than that.”

“You got something to say to her, you look at me while you say it.”

“Jack.” you whispered, grabbing his hand to pull it away from you. “I can wrap it up.”

Jack was bound to hold his place until you turned around and looked at him in a way that left no more room for argument. With another threatening glare that ultimately did make Emmett blush, Jack walked away as he mumbled something along the lines of, “Punk ass.”

“I understand that I seem like a terrible person, and maybe this does make me a terrible person, Emmett, but Jack is and always was it for me. I also know that saying that makes it worse, but we weren’t it for each other. We had fun and I hate that it’s ending like this, but your person was never going to be me.”

Emmett sighed and scratched his head. “I do understand that. I’m glad you’re happy.”

“Thank you.” you smiled, reaching out to give him a friendly hug. “Have a good night, Emmett.”

“You, too.”

With a deep breath, you shut the door behind you and saw Jack leaned over the counter with a cookie in his hand and a new upright glass of milk next to him. You smiled back at him, and he sauntered over the counter.

“Can I tell you something?” you murmured, placing your hands on Jack’s chest when he was close enough.

“I want to hear everything you have to say to me.” he obliged, wrapping his arms around you.

“When you bought up him meeting the kids, I knew we were over. Me and Emmett, I mean. I don’t want to share our babies growing up with anyone else or share this part of myself anyone else. I’ve been looking for someone to fill the hole you left, but I know that if I don’t find it with you, it won’t be anyone.”

“I’ve tried to explain that to people, that feeling that’s left when you lose the love of your life and they nod and they say they understand, but I know they don’t. It only makes sense that it’s you that gets it, though, right?”

You smiled and shrugged. “I guess it does.”

You and Jack shared another kiss, this one mutually slower and softer. Your hands trailed as if you were trying to mold one another and remind yourselves what the other felt like. “I know you don’t feel like it tonight and I’m perfectly okay with that.”

“Thank you.” you softly brushed the sides of his face, and he pecked your lips. “Now, it is still a child-free night, so my vote is that we go get in my bed and watch something that isn’t a Disney production?”

“You are so lame.” Jack laughed, and you gasped to feign shock. “I mean, this is our first night back together and that’s what you want to do? It’s seven o’clock!”

“What do you suggest, then?”

“The fair is still in town.” he suggested, and you grinned. “And we can get on all the rides we want because we don’t have two kids with us.”

“I love you, Jack Harlow.”

“I love you more.” he said genuinely, and you scrunched your nose as you accepted the kiss he left on your temple before you went back into your room to change.

You weren’t sure what lulled you out of your sleep as you held a sleeping Jack against your chest. He slept soundly, light snores disturbing the air. As you stroked his hair and kissed him delicately, you looked over at your door to find the three stuffed animals he won along with the new photobooth strip that now sat amongst the few framed pictures of you and your children.

You and Jack made yourselves feel like teenagers again, running around the dark fair and getting sugar rushes from cotton candy and spending way too much money on rigged game booths, but Jack’s ego could not be disturbed. Not to mention the night ending much better than you expected when you stumbled through your front door while Jack talked about how much better he was than any guy that would've come along against your lips.

It was no wonder why you could drift back to sleep so easily. That was until your eyes flew back open at the loud banging of the door and a phone buzzing from somewhere. Jack shot up, narrowly missing your chin and looking around.

“What the fuck?” he grimaced, pinching the bridge of his nose as he sat up, looking down at you and smiling proudly.

“Jack, go see what it is.” you urged him, pushing at his side. “I’m naked.”

“Stay like that.” he told you as he rolled out of bed and tugged a pair of sweatpants up his long legs.

You threw your head back to the mattress and pulled the sheets up, hoping that it was someone looking to borrow an egg or two for breakfast. You listened out for whatever noise there was, only to hear two excited voices.

“Daddy!” Elle squealed, jumping into Jack’s arms as you scrambled to get dressed.

“Hi, pumpkin.”

“Dad, what are you doing here?” Max asked, jumping in front of Jack happily while your mother stood at the threshold.

“Um, your mom made some cookies last night and I wanted to come taste them.” he explained dully, looking at your mother who had a knowing look as you came down the hall with a robe covering your backwards clothes.

“Hi, my loves.” you greeted, kissing both of their cheeks before looking up at your mom. “Hi, Mom, thanks for keeping them last night, but it’s a little early, isn’t it?”

“No, it’s three o’clock in the afternoon.”

You and Jack laughed awkwardly, and she smiled. “We must’ve overslept.”

“There’s a ‘we’?” she asked, as Elle clambered down Jack.

“We’re going to work on some things, of course, but yeah.” you nodded, placing a hand on Jack’s back happily.

“I’m happy to hear that. Two grandchildren aren’t enough.”

"Right, well, on that note.” you reached out to hug your mother who let out a hearty laugh.

“I’ll see you all later.” she told you and Jack smiled politely as you guided her out the door and to her car.

When you returned, Jack and the kids were already in the kitchen and you were dreading the pending conversation you expected to have, but their clamoring was only about what they wanted for breakfast.

“Okay, I have one vote for French toast and the other for pancakes!” Jack stood behind counter, and you came up behind the two kids with a smile, a hand in each of their curly heads. “What do you want, Mama?”

Your cheeks warmed at the charming nickname that hadn’t graced his lips in far too long before humming. “I’m in the mood for waffles, honestly.”

“Me, too. Waffles, it is.”

“Hey!” Max exclaimed, pouting. “You and Mama can’t team up!”

“Yes, we can.” Jack teased, sticking out his tongue.

Elle, of course, followed his example and mimicked the action to her brother. “No pancake, no pancake.”

“You’re not getting your toast either.”

“Don’t care.” she blew a raspberry, to which Max dramatically responded, leading to the both of them leaping from their chairs and running into the playroom.

“No running!” you and Jack yelled at the same time and shared a look with one another. You got closer to him and kissed his cheek softly.

“I could get used to this.” he murmured as he pulled down the waffle maker.

“What’s that? Waking up at three in the afternoon to make waffles?”

“That and being home with my favorite people.” he winked, earning your smile.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t mind you getting used to that.”

#jack harlow #jack harlow x reader #dad!jack #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow fanfiction #jack harlow angst #jack harlow fluff

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the-cat-and-the-birdie · 9 months

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Not sure if you're actually interested in talking more about this, but I'm jumping in anyway because I relate so hard to being confused about the spiderverse timeline. Not only did everything about the society and Miguel happen fast, but a bunch of other stuff don't add up either? Like.

The first film takes place in early December 2018 according to Miles' test (if we can trust that? It does snow several times) and Peter's headstone, and Across takes place less than a year and a half later... or in July 2023 according to the bodega's security cameras?

Also, the news anchor says Peter was 26 when he died, but the headstone says 1991-2018. Then his birthday was in mid to late December? And he died right before it? That's sad. Oh! Speaking of birthdays: Miles asks why he can't go back to Brooklyn middle school. Soo... he's 13 (which the art book claimed, I think??) and skipped a grade? Is his birthday also late in the year? It has to be imminent if he can be 15 in a year and four months.

And Mayday! Babies typically start crawling at 7-10 months. 9 months of pregnancy + 7 months of living baby = 16 months, or a year and four months! MJ must've gotten pregnant immediately after she and Peter B reconciled. That's effecient of them, but I guess she'd waited long enough.

If we disregard the security cams, it's actually April-ish 2020. How long has Gwen been with the society? She says "a few months", yeah? If that's the truth, it must be between two and five months, because Jess' belly was noticeably big in the prologue, but she's yet to give birth by the end. So! Gwen joined in December or January? Maybe February? That's winter. Is it common to be dressed in shorts, tights, and sweater but no coat in New York during winter? Because that's how she's dressed. And the people around her are wearing t-shirts.

Gwen and Hobie has been on "a couple dozen" missions together. That's at least 24, if he meant that literally. Nearly one every day for one month. But it can't have been continuous because he's got shit to deal with in his own dimension in between. How do they manage their time? Do they have a schedule? And this has less to do with the timeline and is really something that just hit me:

Did Miguel deliberately gather all those spider-people to intimidate Miles with? Because HQ is teeming with spider-people doing mostly nothing (and that's only in the lobby). Don't they have villains to catch at home? I'm picturing Miguel sending a mass dm to everyone about how he needs them to come in and act natural – they have a 15 year old that has to be put in his place!

All this to say: I don't think you're dense about this. I think it's the writers that can't math.

BRUH ACTUALLY DEADASS

HOW LONG HAS JESSICA BEEN PREGNANT??????

Because her pregnancy and Gwen's time there PLUS pavitr joining in under six months is SO JARRING AND CONFUSING.

I assumed Gwen was with them for like 6 months, but that seems way too long so maybe 3? And we can (generously) say Jess was maybe 5-6 months pregnant? So okay, she's about to give birth.

And as someone who lives in NY, nah Winter here is a good 40F(4C) here or lower - even spring you have to wear a hoodie and it's like 60F(15C) until July so I don't know when they recruited her tbh

But for some reason I always assumed that Gwen joined before Pavi did, but I guess not?? But Pavi had only been Spider-man for six months? So did they recruit him right away or was HE the 'new guy' before Miles???? And why would they recruit him right away?

Yeah and with Hobie's work schedule - like I'm assuming they don't go on missions only together because she knows Pavi and LOTS of the other Peters, so either shes going on other missions with other people too- meaning Gwen has done a couple dozen with Hobie and THEN some, or she has a lot of time between missions to meet a lot of Peters around campus.

But then that adds up to like 50 something missions. Unless anamolies are happening every single day, that's still 10 weeks, five days a week - at the least.

And they have training rooms!! So i'm assuming Gwen didn't start going on missions right away with the way Miguel was treating her - so what the hell?????

It's like....

If MJ got pregnant right away, at the same time Miguel got the watch - how long did it take him to meet Peter B.??? Was Peter B the first one he met? And how long did he know Peter B before he lost his daughter? Mind you - all in under a year or so. How long was he with his daughter?????

This makes NO SENSE. NO SENSE WHATSOEVER

And also to answer your last point:

Personally I think, yes Miguel actually made a concentrated effort to do that.

I wrote about it in my Hobie dialogue break-down - but the entire Spider Society scene was propaganda meant to intimidate Miles. Hobie even points this out, telling Miles 'propaganda bro'.

Their watches can take them anywhere - Jess goes to the bridge in Mumbattan. But when they need to see Miguel, they make Miles look at the all (trained) Spider-people. Then they take him to the prison area, then the go home machine. They could've just teleported into Miguel's lair, but instead Miguel made them do this whole tour (things Hobie and Gwen have seen), before meeting Miguel.

In my opinion Miguel absolutely planned that, theres no other reason for them to have been there and for the three of them to have to walk through all of that.

They even make them go to the food court for Miguels empanada like how petty can Miguel be lol He literally just wanted to scare Miles

#atsv #across the spiderverse #atsv analysis #jessica drew #gwen stacy #pavitr prabhakar #hobie brown #miles morales #miguel o hara #spiderman #spider man #spider punk #spiderpunk #jess drew

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lookismaddict · 1 year

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Lookism Chapter 434 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made and the collages.)

OK, GONNA GO THROUGH THIS QUICK THIS TIME AND ONLY GONNA SHED LIGHT ON THE PARTS IN THIS CHAPTER THAT CAUGHT MY EYES. 👁👁

Last chapter was CRAZY MAN. WTHHHH

DAMN SHE EVEN HIT HIM WITH THE SMACK 😭😭😭

“GRANDMA CHILL! I SWEAR IMMA BRING YOU CLOTHES NEXT TIME-” 💀💀💀

Um… wtf? 😀

LOOK AT BABY BOY, USING HIS OWN ACTING SKILLS LIKE THAT. 😩😩💓💓💓 Or is he actually crying? Idk, can't tell. Oh, and “Grandma bullied me, mom.” 😐

HOW DOES SHE KNOW CHARLES CHOI??? MF A CELEBRITY AROUND THESE STREETS. Him and Jinyeong both bruv. 😭😭😭 (Also, “Too late mom. Already met him and he attempted to kill me too.” /j Charles Choi and Grandma would make a perfect couple. 😌✨)

Awww, is that baby Daniel? 😭 Also, wait a damn minute. Why does he look like...

I'M SORRY, BUT HE REMINDED ME OF THIS CHEEP CHEEP FROM MARIO KART. B R U H. THEY LOOK ALIKE. 😭😭😭😭

The typos on here. 😅 "Choio" DFJKDSAHFKLSHDSJLKF SORRY. The first time I was reading this, I had to reread because I thought I was crazy for a sec.

DANG, WE'VE BEEN GETTING A LOT OF NEW CHARACTERS WITH GLASSES RECENTLY. First that ONE HOT LADY from Tiger Job Center, then that ATTRACTIVE DOCTOR who was with Goo, and then NOW A POLICE OFFICER??? PTJ TRYING TO BRING OUT MORE GLASSES REPRESENTATION. 😩💘

UMMMM SIR??? YOU'RE GETTING SHITTED ON. LITERALLY!!!! 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

You guys wish you were that cow, huh...? 👀 Yeah, I see you. You can't fool me...

Woah, woah, woah, woah... RUN THAT BY ME REALY QUICK?!?! AYO, WHEN DID THIS TURN INTO A HORROR MOVIE? WHAT IS THIS, CHILDREN OF THE CORN? 1922???? 👁👁

Aw shit. Danny boy is gonna get gang.... (banged). SORRY. I CAN'T HELP IT-

OMG DANIEL. BEAT THEM UPPP!!!! 😤😤👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽

Dude. Why did I think this was Zack Lee for a second? 😳😳 (Zack and Gun if they had a child together LMFAO) ALSO THIS NEW GUY IS HOT AF. WHO IS HEEEEEE??? 😩🔥🔥🔥 (And we haven't gotten any naked scenes ever since Samuel, so is PTJ giving us some fan service since Samuel can't do the job right now...? 👀)

WTH IS HE IN A TUB FULL OF SNAKES? N A K E D ? 😳 I mean... if he's into getting his thing bitten- 👀 NAH, NAH, NAH, IM KIDDING, I SWEAR. 😭😭😭😭

I don't blame you if you stared at him for more than a minute.

Omg Daniel embodying his 😵 phase. BUT FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK. THIS MAN IS BACK!!!!! HE'S FUCKING BACCCKKKKK. AEEEUUUUGGHHHHH. HE STILL LOOKS SEXY AF EVEN IF THIS IS JUST A FLASHBACK. 🥴🥴🥴🥴

YOU BET YOUR ASSES, I WILL SIMP OVER THIS MAN. H A R D.

*N S F W M E M E S W A R N I N G*

I DON'T WANNA SPIT, I WANNA GULP. I WANNA GAG, I WANNA CHOKE. I WANT YOU TO TOUCH THAT LIL' DANGLY THING THAT SWING IN THE BACK OF MY THROAT!!! 🥵🥵🥵🥵

BAHAHAHAHAHAHA I'M GETTING FLASHBACKS WHEN GUN HAD TO BEAT UP SAMUEL AND TELL HIM OFF. 😭😭😭😭

I can just imagine that horrifying face of his. Smiling so menacingly with those terrifying eyes. Like yessss king, go crazy!!! 😍😍😍

LOOK AT THESE DAREDEVILS. DAAAAAAAMN. TERRIFYING AS HELL. 🤭 DANNY BOY REALLY GOT IT FROM GUN FRFR. (Ugh, like father like son. Daniel could be my son- I mean, what? 😀)

I FUCKING KNEW IT. THIS FOUR EYED MF WAS SHADY FROM THE VERY BEGINNING!!! LIKE WHY TF WAS THAT CREEP STANDING THERE BEHIND HIM AND DANIEL, LOOKING LIKE ONE OF THEM PSYCHO NPC'S FROM OUTLAST 2 ????? BRUH GOT ME FUCKED UP. 😤😤😤

Ok, but why does this mf look like a DILF??? HE LOOKS LIKE A MIXTURE OF MANAGER KIM FROM HIS OWN WEBTOON AND ELITE WHEN HE WAS STILL YOUNG. LMFAAOOOOOO (I'm deadass ab this. They're attractive ngl.) AND WHY DO THE VILLAINS LOOK HOT AF? I'M NOT AGAINST IT, BUT I FEEL LIKE PTJ IS INTO SEXY VILLAINS. HE HAS A KINK FOR THEM. AND HE B R E A T H E S THEM. IN AND OUT. 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 (Update: I guess Kwak Jichang LITERALLY IS a piece of shit. Think about it… 💩)

ANYWAYS, we finna see who these Chungcheon mf's are next chapter. Hopefully, we get to know what the deal is with these people hating on Jinyeong. Bc I STG, IF THIS DRAGS OUT FOR THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS, I’M GONNA LOSE IT. 😠😤👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽

#lookism #lookismaddict #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #lookism 434 #lookism spoilers #lookism spoiler #lookism memes #lookism thoughts #daniel park #park hyungseok #gun park #park jonggun #kwak jihan #kwan jihan

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asmallpinkfan3 · 1 year

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Nah cause. Death having a phone is basically mothers having a phone. He deadass would stare at the said device like mothers do.

HE WOULD HELP I GOTAA WRITE A SMALL ONESHOT OF THIS IN FACT IM GONNA WRITE THIS JUST FOR YOU CAUSE I NEALY SPAT OUT MY DRINK.

They/ them pronouns small part of my previous death post to those who might see this one first.

“How the hell does that small box work”? The grey wolf asked sitting next to you as you just hung up on your friend from having a small conversation about their partner.

“Oh my phone, I actually don’t know how but it’s easier to communicate then traveling miles for a month to the next state over to tell your friend about the new pair of pants you got”. He chucked at the memory from even when you were born of the many people traveling in the 1800 to deliver a message.

“Well that’s true, but it still makes me wonder about how mortals come up with stuff like this”. You paused and you started to think about it also. “It does, hey why don’t I get you a phone”? You offered. He took a minute to think about it. “Please I’ll help you figure it out”. You said your eyes filling with a bit of excitement of how you could mess with him.

“Alright”. He replied and you smiled at him and simply got up from your couch and grabbed your wallet. “Where are you going”? He asked an eyebrow raised. “To the store to get you a phone I’ll be back in about 30 minutes”. You responded heading out the door. He simply watched as your car drove off. “Aye mortals are so interesting”. He muttered to him self while reaching for the remote. He knew how to work the tv. He’s chose a random channel and waited for you to return.

After what felt like an hour you pulled up into your driveway. As soon as he heard the door shut from your car he was standing near the door. “Sorry that took longer then expected traffic was annoying”. You stated putting your wallet down, he saw the plastic bag hanging from your forearm. “Oh here hold this while I got to the bathroom”. You gave him the bag and ran to your bathroom.

He took the bag and opened it, inside there was a phone, perfume, and a small dog plush. “Why do they need this is they have me”? He slightly grumbled at the dog. Walking back out of the bathroom you grabbed the phone and in wrapped it. You turned it on did all the stuff set him up an apple/ google account.

“Now let me show you the basics”. You showed him the general stuff of how to use the camera, the phone, messages, etc. “now you try take a photo of the plushie”. You said holding the small dog plush up.

He tried to take a photo only for him not to realize that the camera was pointing to him and he took a photo of his face instead. “Send that to me later”. “Mi Amor how do you send photos”? You sigh and help him out with sending you pictures. It’s gonna be a long night.

Sorry it’s not really focused on the main idea I got carried away in the first part forgive me.

#death x reader #death puss in boots x reader #puss in boots x reader #pib the last wish #pib x reader

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solluve · 2 years

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dosmetic notycx headcanons !! but u can see who I love most

these fics are based on the avatar the vtuber portrays . NOT the real person. (so some things may be not relating to the real person but the avatars apperance)

down below!! not proofread.

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alban knox

cheeky mf i feel like he's an okay cook but that brownie on that one cooking stream was.....it was smthing !!! it deadass looked burnt I'm sorry like you guys switch with doing the cooking or some times this mfer naps away trying to get out of doing it. HE PROBABLY STEALS UR PLUSHES AND SLEEPS WITH THEM like out of the house, ur not stealing my tuxedosam plushie ihy we love him anyways tho he'd be decent at cleaning like to be a thief u gotta be clean with ur moves yk ?? so it's not that much of a surprise if u come home and the house is clean,, but he cleans only the days HE WANTS TO !! if he's lazying around the house....don't even attempt to get him up atp. revoke cuddling privileges that will get him up and cleaning he will whine when u refuse to give him a kiss while cleaning

"do u not love me anymore?!?mf after everything I did for ur ass?!"

stfu all u did was laze around and steal , no we do not love u anymore please give him a kiss he won't stfu

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sony

he'd blast the TV. that's the headcanons it will be like 1am and all u here is some mfing McDonald's commercial

"can u turn that down??"

"..it's alr down..?"

mf no it's literally AT VOL 64 TURN IT OFF he'd probably laugh abt it to when you forcefully take the remote and turn it down, but that means u gotta take it from his hands he'd probably stand up and watch u try and reach for it lmfao if ur as tall as him...just literally slap him please he's actually tidy tbh he just doesn't like tripping over random shit in the hallways if he does he'll yell ur name dramaticly

"yn!!!"

you come running over in panic and it's just him huddled on the floor and in the corner of ur eye u just see a mf BANANA PEEL like yk u didn't put that there. he prob did for the attention tbh you'd be force to smother him with affection so he stops bitching abt how much it hurts call him out and he'd give u a cheeky ass smile let him sleep outside tonight

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fulgur

DECENT MAN!!! knows when to clean and he's not a bad cook but yk we can't have it all the amount of subtle pranks this mfer does on you like nah I thought alban WAS BAD W/ HIS PRANKS? He def do worse like instead of coffee beans he probably puts actual beans (that's least he's done) like..what he also would buy u the achololic mouthwash so ur mouth burns He loves you though, if u don't like it he'll probably aplogize not after laughing for 15 mins straight he cooks pretty well but he did compliment mystas food once how are u gonna do that. good cook but maybe bad taste in food we'll never know he also tries to make you exercise more if u haven't tried it yet if you have....u probably gonna get more intense workouts mf got ROBOTIC ARMS he can def do a plank or two for a longer amount of time like get ready mf if you tell him to recommend you a workout shecdule he's responsible though he knows when your tired or even exhausted he offers to carry you home afterwards dwdw

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yugo (love this mf)

one of the best out there he's responsible, can cook (I want his takoyaki GIVE ME HIS TAKOYAKI.) he cleans OK he cleans....everything but his room. his room isn't bad bad....but it's not good good music sheets everywhere, maybe an energy drink if ur lucky, and his pc still opened to some music website you can find him in the pile of blankets he isn't THAT neglectful about his room , he knows it's messy but.. music comes first !! whenever you ask him about it he's like,

"aha...well.. I have such great ideas for beats and stufd that I'll forget them if I clean my room yk?"

LIKE WRITE THEM DOWN ON NOTES !! LIKE THE EIGHT COUNTS AND SHI I deadass forgot how to read music notes it's been like 3 years. I quit playing clarinet my ass took if for 5 years. he'd laugh and just scuffle your head aww cute CLEAN UR ROOM when he does...he does it to fast. Ain't no WAY u cleaned that shit up in 20 mins. you check the closet, drawers, and shelfs to see if he just hid stuff in there nope. Everything is clean. what kind of magic. clean my room next. he also loves movie nights with you PICKS THE WORST MOVIE you all get cuddly and shit and he turns the TV onto THE CATS MUSICAL you just stare straight at him...and when he looks at you he gives u a kiss aww cute GIVE ME THE REMOTE he doesn't even understand how bad the movies are sometimes, BUT HE WILL KNOW HOW BAD THE MUSIC IS "did u like the movie?" "yeah it was pretty good! the music was okay.." WDYM BY, "PRETTY GOOD"? THE CGI IS TERRIFYING AND WERID. THE WHOLE SHIT WAS CREEPY. he needs to see a movie critique and learn.

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uki

probably the best out there but he's your nightmare. HE WILL OUTRIGHT CRITIQUE UR CLOTHING STYLE in a nice way "if u don't take that off rn bitch" he could say worse like did you SEE his unpacking stream? I need to book an appointment with him cause he was ripping that girls clothing style up. he loves you, trust me!! he loves u sm that he doesn't want to see u wearing that 'shit' you guys knew I was gonna say this but NAIL ART NIGHT. YOU CANT CONVINCE ME THIS MF DOESNT DO GOOD NAIL ART. but hes still a bit mean abt it

"you want that art? ilysm but......." SHUT UP he'll do it anyways and reassures u you're fine HE ALSO DOES MF SKIN CARE And extensive skin care routine. He loves doing it with you. if ur willing.

"uki...what is this?"

"I thought ud never asked."

blabkahblah goes on a whole speech about salicylic acid, Benzoyl Peroxide, Alpha hydroxy acids like just tell me it's for acne. def eats those gummies for strong nails, hair, skin

"are those Flintstone gummies?"

"no for your information they are actually hair skin and nails vitamins with biotin & vitamin c by nature's bounty optimal solutions, hair skin and nails gummies - strawberry flavored, 80 gummies (3 pack btw) 80 count"🤓🤓🤓

SHUT UP I HOPE U CHOKE ON THEM ────────────────── was this to long anyway ily guys pls req !!

#noctyx x reader #fulgur x reader #yugo asuma #alban x reader #Sony x reader #uki violeta #uki x reader #yugo asuma x reader #yugo x reader #nijisanji x reader #nijisanjen #my ass sucks a tagging #Noctyx x reader #nijisanji en

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weirdcat1213 · 10 months

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Its time for the weekly horrors- I mean Trimax vol 3 >:3

The Thoughts:

chap 1:

-AH EVERYTHING IS FALLING

-bro you are about to get into a fight can you stop thinking about your bf for 5 minutes

-fr tho, vash's words making him hesitate/angry is so dcfgjhbkml

-why everyone wants my babygirl dead :c

-now now, comparing someone with their brother isnt a nice thing to do

-oh so now we're not even making an allegory, he actually called him jeesus

-also "your soul is forced to endure the sorrow by the hundreds, suffering by the thousands, and the rage by the hundreds of thousands" im gonna throw up cuz of how that GOOD and PAINFUL that shit is

-the polar opposite of being a human huh...i mean besides something i said weeks ago about how he's further away from humanity more than he would like that point is interesting cuz most of the time we call him someone who is more human than any other person. he carries more pain than any human could endure and definitely has more patience than anyone will ever have but...hm...i want to come back to this

-ww pls dont make me cry today pls honey

-oh im gonna cry

-"your ideals will join you in the grave" i fucking hate thats the reason why we all try to be better people, thanks to that fucking wet cat of a man i cannot deal actually

-MILLIE :D

chap 2:

-i dont have much to say about battles but let it be on the record that I'm enjoying ww's eyes sm

-oh page 38 is cool as hell

-OH SHIT IS THAT HIS FUCKING SPINE????

chap 3:

-ww stop having pretty eyes youre distracting

-meanwhile :3

-ah geesus the body horror (so good but creepy)

-EYES :D

-so many fucking details. nightow got down even the smallest scribbles, as 98 vash would say

-oh right that....thats still upsetting

-i fucking swear people need to leave my son alone

-also fucking hate that he had to SHOOT A BABY even if it was fake

-I FUCKING HATE THIS ACTUALLY

-i can feel his fucking mind breaking i cant do this

chap 4:

-"i cant do this" yet here i am lmao

-i think if vash held me like hes holding that girl a lot of my problems would be resolved ngl

-characters reciting names always get to me :c

-also HA EAT THE PTSD ASSHOLE

-"why are there so many" brad you may want to sit down for this one

-..................i deadass thought "oh the doctor is here" IVE READ THIS BEFORE AND I FELL FOR IT AGAIN

-vash with his hair down :3

-nah hes not gonna kill you BUT HE FUCKING SHOULD

-oh i will kill so many people (vash is bleeding)

-hm. this reminds me of something in houseki no kuni (i wont spoil but maybe ichikawa had trigun as inspo which would be cool af)

chap 5:

-oh im yeeting myself (ww thinks about the children) -ww gives in his anger and fear when punching those weirdass faces but I'm gonna say this once: that doesn't make him weaker or worst. i haven't seen anyone think that of ww, i just feel that when he compares himself to vash he feels that way and i cant stand it :)

-vash i fucking swear-

-oh god the fingers...the fucking fingers...

-oh you are NOT talking to my vash about pain and agony

-OH WAIT I FINALLY UNDERSTOOD THAT PANEL OH GOD NO I HATE REREADS WTF

-XD my girls

no wait i need to get back to that. i thought that was emilio's dad not fucking vash himself oh my god I'm sick so sick actually wtfffffffffffff

chap 6:

-is this the chapter with the gays eyes cuz I'm not ready for that-

-oh fuck you nightow. fuck you for putting knives in the title page and the title being "families"

-i want to punch so many things but I'm at work. fuck

-also i forgot about this stampede parallel GOD WHEN DOES MY SUFFERING END

-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THE GAY EYESSSSSSS

-yeah i agree this is literally the moment. like fuck. fuck actually. fuck what else is there to say.

-fuck

-like hes so fucking terrified that he was afraid for him, what his journey is causing ww, but even if he wanted ww to stay away and safe he knows ww would say fuck off, but also vash would not be able to take it

-THERES SO MUCH FEAR AND LOVE IN THOSE EYES IM GONNA BITE MY HAND

-OH I CANT ACTUALLY WHY DOES THIS HURT SO MUCH WTF

-im so fucking upset cuz the last 3 chapters were basically fights. they were full of energy and shit but now that is over and they are in a rare moment of peace, and everything fucking hits.

-im gonna go outside and step into oncoming traffic

-YES LUIDA MY QUEEN SHUT HIM UP

-WOLFWOOD :D pls never leave me

-i....*implodes*

-i am nothing. i just remembered that.

-OH CMONNNNNN

chap 7

-maybe i dont want to read trimax anymore. maybe a little person like me isn't strong enough for a 2nd round of the pain. with that in mind, lets keep reading :D

-WHERES THE NIGHTOW PUNCHING BAG WHEN YOU NEED IT

-wolfwood what he is it doesnt matter i swear pls cant you just love him?

-:c

-i dont like vash being emotionally attached to stuff cuz that means i have to yell HES LIKE ME FR FR

-oh that....that beautiful panel...amazing

-i think my mind blocked this out because of the previous sad things that happened, so now my brain is allowing me to process more sad things :3

-"i still have so much i must do" and i see i still have many tears to cry out huh?

-ofc wolfwood would ask about redemption

-cant my man show an important part of his past and show vulnerability in front of his friends in peace? damn

-im gonna start bitting my glasses

-GAY MOMENT PART 2 INCOMING

-luida pls i want to stop crying

-oh wolfwood honey....you just fell so hard for my man didnt ya

-i just realized the chapter is called "life as a" and I THINK the idea is to complete it with "life as a 'vash the stampede'" cuz he's not human

OK GREAT NOW I CAN RUN TO THE WASHROOM AND FUCKING CRY :D

#trigun #trimax #trigun maximum #trigunbookclub #nightow sir #i will meet you and i will end you #and then buy you coffee

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chockmatsu · 2 years

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chockie’s exhaustive guide to the merch-buying mercari jp rabbit hole

(this is a much more extended + standalone post version of a reblog i wrote a couple months ago! includes a step by step guide for dummies with explanation of paying, shipping, glossary of search terms in japanese etc)

as someone who has just god awful terminal karamatsu merch hoarding disease i am often asked how the hell i have just so much merch and that i surely must be very rich to afford it. nah i just budget really carefully and hunt for great value bulk deals on the GODSEND that is.... secondhand japanese sites like mercari jp (this post will focus on that), yahoo auctions, etc.

i am down abysmal for mercari jp. it’s a few more hoops to jump through compared to buying from international english merch platforms like goodrespublic, but you save SO MUCH MONEY in comparison. THE PRICES ARE NUTS.

for context, this is the last haul of stuff i received in one order just a couple months ago. total value was 17,370 yen ($142 USD) not including shipping which was ouchy… but still worth it af.

i bought mostly bulk sets that were basically all sub 1000 yen (~$8.20 USD) each. the single most expensive thing was that kabedon towel which is kinda hard to come by at 3400~ yen. here is a terrifying collage of all the merch i’ve hoarded so far since nov 2020 to aug 2021 and no exaggeration like 90% of it is from mercari jp.

what is mercari jp?

mercari is a secondhand sales platform, and mercari jp (not to be confused with mercari.com, which is for international sellers) is pretty much one of the biggest ones used in japan! the great thing is that japanese secondhand sales are (generally) a walk in the park, at least compared to buying secondhand locally where i am. they take good ass care of their stuff and most of it isn’t even truly “used” as we understand it bc a lot of the time they straight up left the stuff in its original packaging, maybe just a little dusty. and mercari sellers will include adorable handwritten notes thanking you. you might even get a drawing if you’re lucky! it’s amazing

the thing is that sites like goodrepublic and surugaya that are selling secondhand merch are literally just listing listings from sites like mercari or yahoo auctions jp but at a crazy markup. don’t even get me started on the scalping on ebay. it’s kinda reminiscent of what sites like devilinspired do with lolita fashion, like a 200%-400% markup. you’ll need a shopping/proxy service to buy from mercari jp if you’re not based in japan, but do not be scared because the savings are SO MUCH BETTER. here is a comparison of a listing for the exact same product on mercari jp that i bought vs listed on goodsrepublic. 700 yen is $5.74 USD. marked up to $25.29. that’s deadass a 5x markup. and the goodsrepublic listing doesn’t even have a real photo of the thing so you can’t check the quality yourself lmao or the reputation of the individual seller. nvm them charging absurd prices like $10-20 for a single keychain. you guys deserve better than this. THERE ARE BETTER OPTIONS OUT THERE GUYS AND THEY’RE ALL ON MERCARI

some notes on shopping services:

DO NOT use the shopping service built in to mercari jp (buyee). they charge absurd extra fees for doing stuff that is typically expected of SSes like checking you even received your items period or packing them into 1 package to ship to you. even though they give you mega discounts on your first order, it STILL ends up being way more expensive than using a different SS. do not recommend.

my go-to japanese SS is jpshopping.jp. you can use them to buy from mercari as well as literally any other japanese site that sells stuff (e.g. i bought my kara season 3 varsity jacket new from rakuten through there). their site is a little jank, but all you really need is just order > online shop and then fill the form accordingly. you basically just copy paste the link to the thing(s) you want, type the price in, then pay for it, they buy all the stuff for you, get it shipped to their warehouse, and then ship all of it in 1 phat packidjge to send to you internationally. they only accept payment via paypal! other proxies may provide other options; this is what i use the most tho and will be the basis of the tutorials in this guide

(at least with jpshopping) you’re responsible for declaring duties and taxes on your stuff yourself. for legal reasons, this is definitely not a suggestion to commit tax evasion, because that is illegal! just because you have the ability to declare the value of the items in your order yourself as low as you like which in turn will determine how much you pay in custom fees and import taxes, and all mercari items are used/secondhand which means that there’s no way for customs officers to really determine their true value since it’s all weeb stuff that looks like junk toys to them anyway, DOESN’T MEAN YOU SHOULD COMMIT TAX EVASION! you’re welcome to dm if you need more information on how you should Definitely Not Do This

if you’re using an SS like jpshopping, you can literally ignore the “sorry! this item is only available in japan” thing bc the SS is based in japan. that’s a buyee problem. that’s not your problem anymore. you are free. just order it through the order form like you would anything else. the world is your oyster

jpshopping (and most proxy services) will require payment in whatever currency works for them, which is often JPY (or if it’s based in china for example, CNY or HKD or whatever). so keep the currency conversion in mind as well as the currency conversion fee that paypal charges you.

some proxy services like jpshopping will actually have a built in mercari browser as an option on their own site. it’s up to you if you want to use this. personally, i prefer browsing on the mercari site itself and just copying/pasting the links into the order form

understanding the layout of mercari and jpshopping:

here’s a quick guide to the layout of mercari jp and how to browse it. it’s that simple! and yeah, THOSE ARE THE REAL PRICES. remember to convert from JPY to whatever currency is relevant to you. here’s a quick guide on the order form at jpshopping

a step by step detailed breakdown of how to place an order:

search for whatever you want on mercari.com/jp/ in japanese and find the listings you want to buy. make sure to google translate the page to check the listing title and description. i have made a glossary list of common search terms down below!

copy and paste the link to that listing into the URL box of the jpshopping order form at jpshopping.jp/chkoutoss. if you have more than 1 item you wanna order in one go (recommend this- i call it mercari HAULS bc economically makes most sense to ship stuff in bulk rather than just a single small item. the first kg of your haul hurts to ship the most), you can click the dropdown next to number of items. jpshopping lets you order 10 things at a time. if you want more than 10 listings, you’ll have to do a new order form and when everything’s arrived, choose to merge these orders into one package later. if you wanna do something like split or take a specific thing from a big bundle, write that out in the enquiry/item comments section

write the exact price of the item as listed on mercari in yen in the item value box. this is the price the system will charge you when you place your order, so if you mess this up, they’ll have to refund the difference (or you pay the difference, depending on how u mess up). not a big deal, but kinda annoying to deal with

(can leave all this as default usually) - select shipping method: i recommend the default option, “select after jss receives item”, especially if you’re ordering a buncha stuff in a haul. - also recommend default packing option for the same reason. - if it’s something you think might be bought up REALLY quick (like those cute new retro pop things, listings get bought up within hours) or hotly bidded on as an auction, choose the “buy it now” option for jpshopping to buy it instantly with the system. otherwise, generally recommend “buy during business hours” so that an actual human working at jpshopping will manually buy it themselves. especially needed if you want to split up a bundle or something.

it will show you a page confirming all your items, prices, and options, and importantly, the total item costs at the bottom plus the commission fee they charge. you can see a detailed breakdown on JSS’s site here but basically, if the total cost of all items is less than 3000 yen, there’s a flat 300 yen commission fee. more than 3k yen, and the charge becomes based on percentage (10%, down to 5% if you get 10k, 20k yen worth of stuff). make sure everything looks good to you

click the paypal checkout button, pay via paypal. afaik, jpshopping only lets you pay via paypal (so paypal balance, credit/debit linked via pp, or direct bank transfer via pp). other proxy shopping services may have other options available, but otherwise, this is what you got

the waiting game: ~1-2 weeks or less usually. less if you have fewer items, longer if you have a lot of items - you will first receive an email with an order confirmation and another confirming your first payment. - when they officially purchase whatever listings you requested (~1 business day or less), you will receive an update email telling you what they purchased. sometimes due to individual mercari seller issues (or if you wanna split bundles, etc) they may have to speak with them which can delay this email. ordering outside of business hours with the “buy during business hours” will also delay it. so, keep in mind it’s a possibility another person might buy the listing before JSS gets to it. (that’s what the buy it now automatically option is for) - you will receive an update email when the mercari seller ships out the item to JSS domestically within japan (1-7 business days). - you will receive an update email when JSS receives the item. these usually get staggered out over time since that’s how mail works and diff sellers send at diff times/speeds. they will hold the items for you for free for a while but will charge a storage fee if you leave them too long. see their site for more info - when all the items in your order have arrived or otherwise been accounted for (e.g. if it gets bought up/deleted before JSS gets to it, they cancel it from the order and refund you accordingly), you will receive a “select shipping/packing option” email. this means that JSS is ready to put everything into 1 big box and send it to you internationally

you can now log in to jpshopping and click “select and pack” either on the homepage or in your order history tab. this will take you to a page where you can check boxes for which orders you wanna merge into 1 box that gets shipped to you. if you only have 1 order of stuff, then just check that. i love JSS cuz unlike buyee etc they don’t charge you for doing this pretty basic thing (or confirming that they even received everything lol)

declare your items for customs/border control. there will be an area on the page where you’ll have to write an itemized list of what exactly each item is, quantities, and how much it’s worth. the description of what the items are should be very specific (e.g. “used anime PVC statue”, “secondhand cotton polyester tshirt”. “used aluminum anime pin badge”) and list the fact that it’s used, the material, and a clear description of what it is. a criminal might commit tax evasion by entering item costs as lower than they actually paid for it because it’s so hard to accurately judge the value of a secondhand toy, resulting in a reduced amount to pay for duties/import tax, possibly even so that the total value of all the items in a haul is below their country’s item import tax threshold ($100 in the US, CAD$60 in canada, google your own country’s) to be considered a “gift” and thus bypassing the need to pay duties/import tax entirely. so, make sure not to do this! everything on mercari counts as used/secondhand, however if you buy something new from a different site in your order then you actually should list the actual cost just in case.

choose your shipping option and click “calculate” for shipping cost. as of 2022, the options available to you are dependent on your country and what restrictions japan postal service has shipping to it. for example, if you’re based in canada like me, fuck you absolutely no options available to you except fedex which is absurdly expensive and also awful :’) but other countries may have different options! you can read more about the specific options available to you either on the page you’re on or here. JSS will also be able to tell you how much shipping will cost you depending on the option you pick, which is 99% of the time calculated based on weight usually with a flat base cost for the first kg or less (for fedex, it’s volumetric weight). that’s what makes it wiser to do hauls rather than buy single items. personally, pre-covid i recommended EMS as the best value for the price shipping (fast, 2 weeks ish or less, tracked, safe) but EMS prices have skyrocketed since covid :( so use your best judgment

pay for shipping via paypal! you will now receive a confirmation email of your payment going through, and then when they ship your pakijj to you, an email notifying you your box has shipped out with tracking number if applicable.

the waiting game 2: electric boogaloo, and paying duties/import taxes if applicable. if the total cost of your haul is above the import tax gift limit, you may have to pay import taxes depending on your shipping method. private couriers like fedex or DHL will pretty much ding you and make you pay, guaranteed (as well as awful extra fees for even using them on top of everything else), and you’ll receive an email and a snail mail letter with an invoice of how much you owe your gubmint in taxes. they’ll have a way for you to pay online by card usually.

receive pakijj and simp! you did it!

some helpful search terms in japanese for you to copy/paste!

set/bundle: まとめ売り or セット

official: 公式

figure: フィギュア (nendoroid)（ねんどろいど）

plushie/stuffed toy: ぬいぐるみ

badge: 缶バッジ

acrylic keychain: アクリルキーホルダー (acrylic keychain (short form))（アクキー）

rubber keychain ラバーストラップ

acrylic stand: アクリルスタンド (stand (short form)（アクスタ）

plastic file/folder: クリアファイル (file)（ファイル）

hoodie: パーカー

shirt: シャツ

manga: 漫画

cushion: クッション

mug: マグカップ

plastic cup: コップ

sticker: ステッカー or シール

dakimakura/body pillow cover: 抱き枕カバー

wallscroll: タペストリー

towel: タオル

pouch/purse: ポーチ

coaster: コースター

bag: バッグ or カバン tote bag: トートバッグ

backpack: リュック

(phone) case: ケース

i hope this helps! i’ve dragged so many people into the mercari rabbit hole. may this bring even more into the fold. jpshopping and most other SSes will have easy ways to communicate with them directly like email or chat clients, so don’t be afraid to contact them with questions about items before you buy or about your order after it’s been placed. and if you have questions or need help with this stuff my DMs and asks are open anytime!!

SEPT. 3 2022 EDIT: some additional FAQ/issues

it’s actually been bugging me for a while that i forgot to include these in this tutorial, so i’m doing a quick edit to it now!

i placed my order, but haven’t received any emails yet? you should get an automatic confirmation of payment email literally immediately after you place your order, so if you haven’t gotten that, please check your spam inbox and whitelist/allow emails from jpshopping, because the email updates are important and will tell you when they’ve received your stuff/when it’s ready to go out! you get emails in this order: 1. automatic email right after you’ve paid and placed your order 2. email after the people at jpshopping have bought your item. this is usually manual and won’t be immediate bc they’ll buy it during their work hours, unless you chose the “buy it now”/automatically option in which case it comes immediately. 3. email after jpshopping receives the order at their warehouse in japan 4. email after everything in your order (assuming you got multiple things at one go like i suggested) has arrived and you can now choose to combine packages/orders into one big thing to ship to you and pay for shipping. 5. automatic email confirming you’ve paid for shipping 6. email after jpshopping has shipped out your big package to you!

but do they ship to my location? the good thing about using proxy/shopping services like jpshopping is that their whole thing is shipping stuff from japan worldwide. so yeah, whether you’re in europe or south america or southeast asia, they’ll ship to you. the question is what shipping options are available to your country from japan. in the absolute worst case scenario, all standard national post services are NOT delivering from japan to you, because fuck you lmao (full disclosure, as someone usually based in canada, this is the boat i’m in :’) i don’t know why we are still stuck like this when our neighbors down south got it back last year but oh well). in this case, ABSOLUTE worst case scenario, you will still have private couriers such as fedex and/or DHL (depending on the SS. jpshopping only offers fedex i think). the cost will hurt because this is both the fastest but also the VASTLY more costly option.... but at least it delivers no matter where you are in the world? if you are lucky, then you may have some other options to try! yamato, EMS, surface, etc. they’ll all be cheaper than fedex and have their pros/cons like being slower, or no tracking number, or there’s a weight/size limit. it’s up to you. EMS tends to be the best value for your buck, if that’s available to you. otherwise jpshopping will give you a breakdown on the details.

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