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#pavitr deserves it ALL. okay
milimeters-morales · 1 year
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Miles, sitting down in a fancy restaurant: had any trouble getting here?
Miles G, covered in blood and smelling like smoke: nothing i couldn’t handle
Margo, severely glitching out and groaning: im good
Gwen, clutching a broken arm: it was fine
Hobie, missing a few teeth and with a black eye: s’alright
Pavitr, with a splinter in his finger: it was awful! but anything for you buddy :]
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cocolacola · 1 year
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appears out of darkness Hey yeah that new movie you saw that was really good? yeah im number one gwen defender until i die Disappears again
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fxllfaiiry · 11 months
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─ callin' it quits now, baby, I'm a wreck ੈ✩‧₊˚
✶ pairing: miguel o'hara x fem!reader
✶ synopsis: the aftermath of the argument with miguel.
✶ warnings: angst, hurt with comfort, occ miguel (for one scene only dw), shitty humour, one or two swear words, reader being slightly mean, mentions of death.
✶ notes: part two of "you're the sunflower" this part was originally 8k words long and i was like nope, so i had to cut it down, I'm sorry. I really hope this isn't bad ‼️
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At first, you didn't quit the team. 
After the blow-up with Miguel, you thought about leaving the team for good, but yet you decided to show up, hanging around for a bit before quickly leaving. 
But slowly you stopped showing up altogether. The looks of pity were too much for you to handle, and frankly, you deserve an apology, you deserved better.
Every day was torture, and seeing Miguel only made it worse. No one thought this whole ordeal would go this far. 
Everyone noticed the changes, you were more serious, and your usual sunshine self was gone at this point. Everyone noticed the day you stopped coming in. 
You felt so lonely, sure, you had friends in your universe but yet, nothing felt the same. You sometimes wondered if they missed you or not. 
It had only been a few weeks and yet it felt like months. 
A part of you secretly hoped someone from the team would show up at your doorstep pleading for you to come back, but nothing. 
"You'll get used to it eventually" You'd tell yourself. 
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
It had been two whole months since you left. Nothing felt the same without you. 
"Does anyone else miss Sunflower?" Gwen said sadly. She missed your hugs, and your little girl talks with her, she missed everything about you.  
"We all miss her, kid," Peter sighed. Without you, he had no one to talk to about Mayday. 
"I hope she comes back soon," Miles said. 
"I think she just wants space right now," Pavitr replied.  
"This is all Miguel's fault y'know?" Hobie added bitterly, how dare Miguel take his friend away from him. 
"Someone should talk to him, maybe if he apologizes, she'll come back." Miles was hopeful, he knew you'd come back eventually. 
"Sure, kid. As if Miguel ever listens." 
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Miguel on the other hand was depressed. 
He'd gotten used to your presence and it felt odd without you.
He felt horrible about yelling at you but he was scared. The thought of you dying terrified him, and his way of dealing with that wasn't the best. 
He thought about apologizing many times, but he didn't know how to. The last thing he wanted was to cause more damage. 
"You know a simple "sorry" could fix this all right?" Lyla said, breaking him out of his trance. 
"It's not that easy, Lyla." He sounded so broken to his own ears. 
"Well, you gotta try, Boss." 
"Sunflower used to call me that." 
"You're joking, right? Wow, you really are pathetic." Lyla snorted. 
"What's that supposed to mean?" 
"Dude, you're in love with her. You are absolutely smitten." 
"Lyla, that's enough-" 
"No, you love her and that's why it's bothering you so much." 
"I don't-" 
"Nah, Lyla's right, you do love her." He turned around to see Jess standing in his office. 
"Jess, not you too, and where did you come from?" Miguel groaned, he did not love you. 
"The door…? Anyways, just try to fix things, the first step is you apologizing." Jess stated matter-of-factly. 
Miguel thought about it for a minute, these last few weeks had been pure torture for him, Jess was right, the first step is apologizing.
"Fine, I'll do it first thing tomorrow, but I don't love her." 
"Sure, whatever you say, man." Jess snickered. 
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
You got somewhat used to your new life. It was the same old plain routine every day. You tried to throw yourself into other things. Finding new hobbies, jobs, literally anything. 
But eventually, it all started to feel okay.
Things were finally starting to look good for you. 
You thought about the spider society way less and finally started living your life to the fullest. 
You were moving on. 
Crime fighting was easy today. You got to hang out with your friends and an old lady gave you a cheerio, which is something. 
You swung around the city for a bit, enjoying the view and temporary peace. 
Soon it was time for you to head back home. You climbed in through your bedroom window and quickly changed out of your suit, slipping into more comfortable clothing.  
When you went downstairs to get some food, you weren't expecting to see Miguel O'Hara sitting on your couch. 
"Holy shit, what are you doing here?" You scared him, because he jumped violently at the sound of your voice. 
"I was here t-"
"Humiliate me further? Because I thought we were done with that." You felt bad saying that, but he deserved it. 
"No, I'm here to apologize." He looked down, ashamed. 
"It's a bit late for that, isn't it?" You chuckled bitterly, walking past him into the kitchen. 
"Just listen to me for a second." 
"I thought I was incapable of doing that." You muttered to yourself. 
He got up and strode towards you, but he received no acknowledgment of his presence. 
"I'm sorry for yelling at you in front of everyone; it was wrong and I shouldn't have acted so immaturely." 
"Uh-huh, it's fine. You can leave now, the door's right there." You weren't buying his ridiculous apology. Even a five-year-old could do better. 
"I understand you're mad, but please give me a chance." That was pretty much the last straw for you.
"I'm mad? You humiliated me in front of everyone! You made me feel like shit, you made me think I don't belong on the team! You're an asshole." You were screaming at him, taking out all the anger and sadness you felt in the past two months.
"I'm sorry." He sounded so small, so vulnerable, and for the second time in his life, he didn't know what to do. 
"The best you can say is I'm sorry? At least give me a proper explanation." You scoffed, rolling your eyes. 
"I'm in love with you." What? 
"Right, if you're here to joke around and mock me just leave okay."  You open up to him and he mocks you in return. Amazing.
"I'm being serious. I'm not mocking you or joking around, I'm in love with you. You want an explanation, so I'm giving you one." He breathed, looking at you hoping to receive some reaction. All he got was a small head tilt which he took as a sign to continue. 
"The reason I yelled at you was because I was scared. I thought you were going to die and that terrified me, I've lost everything, and I don't want to lose you too. I didn't know how to handle it, so I lashed out. I truly am sorry, Sunflower." You froze trying to process everything, was he telling the truth? 
"Lyla and Jess helped me realize my true feelings for you." He whispered. 
When you said nothing for a few minutes he started to get scared, he was ready to get on his knees and beg for forgiveness if he had to. 
"Can you… say something? Please?"
"I can't forgive you just yet." He would never admit to what happened next but he started sobbing. All this was too much, being vulnerable was an unknown feeling to him. 
"Woah, wait hey, don't cry. Let me-" Before you could finish your sentence he fell to his knees, arms clutching your waist like a lifeline. 
You were beyond confused, you thought this whole interaction was some sort of weird dream. Miguel O'Hara down on his knees, for you? Wow, two months ago you would've scoffed and rolled your eyes at that. 
Nonetheless, you ran your fingers through his hair trying to soothe him. 
"Miguel, honey, listen to me. Just because I'm not ready to forgive you now, doesn't mean I never will." His face was still squished against your midriff, and his breathing was slowly returning to normal, with a few sniffs here and there. 
"So, you'll come back?" Seeing him in such a state broke your heart, you were still upset with him but were willing to give him a chance. 
"Yes, I'll come back tomorrow." At that, he smiled properly for the first time in weeks. 
He stayed there for a few moments, letting you comb through his hair gently, he would cherish this brief moment forever. 
"I should get going then. The multiverse needs saving." He said hoarsely, standing up, he was slightly embarrassed by this side of him. 
"Maybe use the door this time." He lightly chuckled at your statement, the warm feeling took over him once again.
Miguel did not want to leave, he wanted to stay here with you, but he knew that wasn't an option right now.
Before he left he had to get one last thing off his chest.
"Could you, not tel-" 
"Tell anyone about this? Don't worry, this stays between us only." 
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
Everyone was surprised to see you back the next day. 
The second you walked in, everyone was all over you, hugging you and filling you in on everything you missed. It felt good to be back. 
"I'm so happy you're back," Gwen whispered, hugging you tightly. 
"I'm happy to be back, Gwendy. I missed you guys so much." 
"Hey quit hogging Sunflower, it's my turn to hug her now." Miles huffed impatiently. 
"Me next!" Pavitr bounced enthusiastically. 
"Hey, not cool. I called dibs, man." Hobie groaned. 
"Hey, Sunflower, I have some new pictures of Mayday to show you." Everyone was so excited to see you again, it was chaotic, but it felt like home. They were your family. 
Miguel watched the scene from afar with a smile, he was glad everything was okay now. 
"So you fixed things up with her, huh?" Jess said, popping up behind him, once again taking him by surprise. 
"¡Ay, coño! Jess, stop doing that." 
"Sorry, not my fault you don't have a spidy sense." Jess hummed. "So, how did you get her to forgive you?" 
"I have my ways." 
"You got down on your knees and begged her, didn't you?"
"How did you know?" Miguel whisper-yelled. That was supposed to be a secret. 
"I have my ways." Jess winked. 
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 
In a few weeks, everything was back to normal, you were back to your old self again. 
Except for the fact that you and Miguel were now closer than ever. That was new. 
You were always by his side, sticking close to him and he felt comfortable around you, always relaxed in your presence. 
He wasn't sure if you forgave him just yet, but he was willing to wait for as long as you needed. 
He did small things to show you he cared, sometimes it was bringing you coffee, other times it was giving you your favorite flowers. 
You knew he was sorry, and in your heart, you forgave him a long time back. 
So, you finally decided to tell him. 
You guys were in his office having lunch, he didn't like to eat out in the cafeteria. You both would usually sit in silence enjoying each other's company. 
"Hey, Miguel." 
"Hm?" 
"I forgive you." 
He raised his eyebrows in confusion taking a moment to realise what you meant. When he finally got it, his eyes widened almost comically. 
"Oh, you do?" He was trying to hide his smile but failed horribly. 
"I forgave you a long time back, but I just… needed some time." You nodded.  
"I understand that. Thank you for giving me another chance." 
"Actually, to forgive you fully, I want one thing from you." You declared, confidently. 
"I'll do anything, Sunflower." He'd indeed do anything for you. 
"I want you to go out on a date with me." 
His brain stopped working. You were asking him out on a date. 
"Miguel? Is that a yes or no?" You grew nervous at his lack of response. Did you cross boundaries? You thought he liked you. 
"I would love to." You quickly beamed at his response, after months of waiting it was finally happening. 
"So, how about tomorrow, at 7?" You giggled. 
"Sounds perfect." He sighed, softly smiling. 
He couldn't wait for tomorrow. 
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claw-deen · 1 year
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when you're forced to leave your home (because of your parents):
i'm writing this because the sad, rebellious, angry teen in me wished gwen didn't forgive his dad so easily (are my daddy issues showing? idk are they?)
i'm also writing this for all of us who had to grow up too fast, and whose parents never accepted them as they are, for those who had to leave their own "home" because of that; i'm proud of you, you're great, keep living your life the way you want to <3
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miles would try to make you look on the bright side of the situation. your parents don't accept you for the way you are but he does, and he would make sure to remind you that every day. family is so important to him and making you feel like you belong somewhere would become his number one priority.
gwen is probably the most likely to understand what you're feeling, bonus point if the conflict concerns your dad. “fuck them. they weren't good for you in any way.” she would say. you're more than welcome to stay at her place for as long as you want.
pavitr is like miles, family is sacred to him and he will need some time to understand how can your own parents force you to leave your home. you're such a good person to him and he would be really supportive of you.
hobie would try to hide his joy at the news. he's a clever guy and has long noticed how your parents were messing with your mental health. nevertheless, he understands that this is a difficult time for you and suggests you stay at his place. “remember that I appreciate you okay? and if those fuckers are too stupid to realize how amazing you are then it's their problem.”
miguel would try to act like the adult he is and discuss with your parents, needless to say, he would return home angry. “they don't deserve you kiddo, one day they'll realize all the mistakes they made. you can stay here if you want, I'll take care of you.” he would say, as his dad mode gets fully activated. (scream in daddy issues)
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famwhy · 1 year
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Hobie Brown's Slang
Okay, here is a bit of criticism and advise for how to write Hobie Brown's (from Spiderman: Across the Spiderverse) speech patterns.
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When I read fics on Hobie Brown, the slang that he uses is not AT ALL the type of slang he uses in the movie. Fics like to use stereotypical British slang like 'wanker' or 'gheezer' and while it is sometimes said, it's not used often by youth in the UK nowadays.
Instead, the type of slang he uses is called 'Road' slang or 'Roadman' slang. I believe it's a mixture of Jamaican and British terms (please do correct me if I'm wrong, I may be British myself but I don't know everything).
For example, in the movie, Hobie says 'man like Miles, my guy!' after Miles goes against the Canon event. He's basically hyping Miles up - the term 'man like' is often followed up by a name to (as said before) hype that person up and praise them, in a way.
Another example of him using road slang is when he calls Miles a 'youngen' - it's quite obvious what he means by it, he's basically calling him a kid. This term is usually used by people who are quite a bit older than the recipient. In fact, it was his use of this term that solidified my theory of him being quite a few years older than Miles and thus, of him not being as much of a potential love interest for Gwen as an older brother figure for her.
Now, how do you write road slang? By learning it through watching people who use it often and understanding the context.
Some real people you can watch and learn the speech patterns of Hobie Brown through include:
KSI (the youtuber)
Mo Gilligan (the comedian)
Babatunde Aléshé (also a comedian)
And a series on Netflix that I highly recommend you watch in order to really understand the way he talks (though the above examples are good ways too) is the series 'Top Boy'. Though, a fair warning that it's quite the violent series due to it being about UK gangs.
Please keep in mind that this post is NOT AT ALL made to attack writers or put them down for the way they write Hobie, it is only here to inform and teach you how to write his speech patterns properly because he 100% deserves the accurate representation.
Hobie Brown is an amazing character that made me so happy to see on screen because he actually seems like a guy I would know and be friends with in real life rather than a stereotypical depiction of a British person that you see often in media nowadays. I feel the same way about Pavitr and the way the movie didn't stereotypically depict South Asians.
To see both my ethnicity and nationality being accurately depicted in western media is just an amazing feeling that I wish to convey to you all.
Love, a very happy spiderman fan.
(Update: I now have a post where I write Hobie's speech patterns myself so you can also use that as an example if you wish. But again, the examples listed above are much better to learn from since my one post can only teach you so much.)
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callmeoncette · 11 months
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Southern Hospitality
Hobie Brown x black!fem!reader
You’re the spider-woman of your universe and you happen to reside in the southern states. Let’s see how your man, and your friends, react to your southern hospitality when you invite them over for dinner
There’s no warnings I can think of rn but if you think I need to add some let me know pls! Also reader is based on my spidersona ngl but it’s not too descriptive other than her being black, southern, and her hairstyle.
You hummed softly along with the H.E.R playing as you washed greens in your sink. After finishing a mission that took a week you decided that the gang deserved a nice meal. Meaning that in a few you’d have Miles, Pavitr, Gwen, and Hobie were going to be in your home for the first time. Time to break out the good incense and candles.
You were happy to see all of them but you couldn’t lie and say you weren’t looking forward to see Hobie the most. The Brit managed to catch and keep your attention. He was your man officially or unofficially!
The two of you clashed beautifully. He was all long limbs and spikey accessories with dark colors while you were splashes of bright colors and fur. He was the calm cool too your bubbly goofy self. Spider-Punk Man and Jumpin-Spyda. Two peas in a pod.
As you continued around the kitchen you suddenly felt an all too familiar tingle as the hairs on the back of your neck stood up. You heard the portal before you saw it. Out stepped Gwen dressed casually and Hobie.
Gwen took in a deep breath before sighing in delight, “[name] it smells amazing in here!” The girl said scurrying into kitchen. You smiled and turned to her as you wiped your hands on a hand towel, “Aw thank y-AHT!” You quickly popped the spider teen’s hand when you caught her peeking in the pot on the stove. She pouted and snatched her hand back with a small ‘hey!’. Hobie snorted a bit and walked over to you. He peered at you with low eyes, “does smell good in ‘ere though. My lil peng ting cookin’ for me?” His arm wrapping around your waist as he pulled you closer to him while you giggled. You reached a hand up to cup his face kiss as he leaned down to plant a kiss on your lips.
The cute moment was ruined by Gwen gagging dramatically right as another Portal opened. Pavitr hopped out excitedly looking around. “Wooow [name]! Your place is so nice!” The cheery young man said walking over. “You just missed it. They were being gross and mushy.” Gwen told him making him frown, “awww I missed my favorite not-couple-couple doing cute things…”. You laughed and gently lead all three of them to your living room, “okay out. Love y’all, but you crowding my kitchen.”
For the next several minutes you finished up cooking while they talked to you from the couch. It mostly consisted of them talking about the mission, Hobie complaining about Miguel, and Pav asking to see your puppy to which you kept telling him he could play with him after eating. Just as you finished with the last thing and turned off the stove your heard the ripping that comes with a portal.
Miles jumped out and looked around, “Aw man! I’m last again?!” The youngest of group groaned.
“When aren’t you?”
“Sounds bout right lil bro.”
“Just the usual, bruv.”
“It’s your thing, honestly!”
He groaned even louder throwing his head back making everyone laugh.
“Okay everyone go wash y’a nasty ass hands an’ then we can eat!” You say clapping your hands together with a big smile excited for everyone to try your food. You washed your hands before grabbing plates while everyone else did. As they passed you handed out a plate till you got to the tall dark skin.
You waved him off, “I’ll make yours, baby. Go sit down.” Pav awed at the interaction, Gwen gagged again, and Miles just moved to put food on his plate. Hobie moved hovering over you as you piled good onto his plate, “ain’t gotta do tha’ love.” He mumbled. You paused and looked up at him through your thick lashes, “but I want to. That cool?”
Was it? Hobie was a very independent individual. Didn’t like bothering others plus why ask someone to do something that he could just do for himself? But as he looked at you with your glossed lips that shined just right in your kitchen lighting and your bits of hair that fell in your face perfectly from the wig he watched you install on FaceTime the other he realized he’d like to depend on you. He’d like to ask you to help him sort his CD’s and vinyls, help him with his hair even. Hobie that existed before meeting you would laugh and call current Hobie love-sick.
“Well?” Your voice cut through his thoughts.
He blinked, “uhhh, yeah. Yeah that’s fine, sweetheart.” He said keeping up his cool persona.
You nodded, “okay cool. You can go sit I’ll bring it to you.” Nonchalant as you continue with your task. He actually listens without a fuss and sits at the table.
The kids sat as well leaving you a seat next to Hobie and watch as you bring his food before getting your own.
“Oh my parents!” Pavitr cried out making Miles snorted and choke a bit on food.
“Hey I thought I was your favorite! How come Hobie gets his brought to him?” Gwen asked trying her best to pull a hurt face.
You sit down with your own food and shrug, “southern hospitality? Plus best way to a man’s heart is through his stomach!”
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Shoutout to princess and the frog cuz I had the dream this is based on while I fell asleep watching it!
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dearest-painter · 10 months
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No she’s MY daughter PT.3
Summary: Y/N Drew is the adopted daughter of Jessica drew as a 6 soccer year old girl. What she doesn’t know is that she looks a bit to familiar to her mom’s boss, in his eyes she’s the reincarnation of his dead daughter. When Y/N and her friends have to help an anomaly stay alive it reveals that more people want her as family.
TW/CW:Yandere behavior, unhealthy behavior, unhealthy relationship,abusive behavior,abusive relationship,Reader is basically Gabriella O’Hara aka Miguel’s dead daughter but you can change your looks just some things will look like Gabriella,Reader is a soccer player which is based off of my experience,Reader is 6 years old so no romance bc duh,very out of character characters,this is a series,Her mama brought her to a chase,Reader is BFFS with Pavitr,people might be out of character,tell me if I need to add more
PT.1 PT.2
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What happened? You don’t remember but your bleeding across your nose and under your right eye while being held by Miles. “You okay!?” “It…it hurts Mi” “I know! Don’t worry! I’ll get it to stop!” You nodded as your eyes filled with water out of the pain and feeling the blood on you. You clung to Miles as he keep running away from..someone but you can’t tell, everything is blurry.
“GET BACK HERE!” The roaring voice made you scream in fear and making you super scared. You want your mom! Your dad! You want Pavitr! You just want this all to end but no it won’t! Your cries were now sobs out of pain and fear, why did this happen today? Why couldn’t it happen when you were at home with your dad. “H-hey it’s okay! I’m going to protect you okay! I’m going to make sure your safe, fixed up your scar, and make sure you aren’t scared anymore Okay?” Miles stated as he looked down at you.
You just nodded at him. He hated seeing your teary eyes as the water mixed with the blood making it go down your face quicker, you didn’t deserve this one bit..no you deserve happiness and safety. He’ll make sure to give you that once you two go home. He holds you tight to him but not enough to harm you so that you won’t fall from his grip. You hid your head in his neck so you won’t see what’s happening.
“MIGUEL! ONCE THIS IS DONE IMMA TALK TO YOU! YOU HURT Y/N!” “IT WAS AN ACCIDENT I SWEAR!” “WHEN SHE WAS SUDDENLY USED AS A SHIELD!?” “MILES DIDNT USE HER AS A SHIELD!” “SHUT UP GWEN!” Miguel was chasing Miles, he saw you hiding your face in his neck but before you did that he saw your tears and scar. It was bleeding fast and your tears only made it faster which worried him, he’s not about to lose his daughter again! Not when he finally has her after so long! He’s so sorry and he’ll make it up to you! Dad didn’t mean to hurt you at all! He was just trying to get the anomaly! Don’t worry you’ll be back home soon sweetheart!
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howdoesagrapewrites · 11 months
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This is my first time requesting lmaoo
A fanfic where reader is trying to break up with pavitr and gayatri because its starting to get toxic but ends up getting kidnapped by both of them or where reader escaped and is trying to ask for help to the police but gayatri’s dad gives her back to them
(I love your yandere pavitr and gayatri ‼️‼️)
𝘽𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙗𝙨
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Cw: kidnapping, emotional abuse, reader x lovesick!Pavitr Prabhakar x lovesick!Gayatri Singh, police corruption, suicidal thoughts, stockholm syndrome, gaslighting
The last weeks, or had a month passed already? Perhaps many months, but anyway, lately, things felt like a fever dream, one day you came back to your shared apartment to an argument, and next thing you know, you're being chased through the city and being forbidden from leaving your home.
Gayatri had missed work ever since that day, refusing to leave your side, you heard her over the phone saying she was taking care of a mentally unbalanced loved one, you were so mad, but god knows you don't have the strength to have any more "arguments" with any of them, you learned it doesn't do anything, at the end they'll always get the final word, you wonder if they actually believe you're the one that's "mentally unbalanced" and not them, you feel humiliated thinking about it, that they suffer as if you were the one that needed help, as if they were the victims.
No matter how much time went on, hating them, resenting them was never easy. You look into their faces, love filled expressions, and you remember all the times you felt like the luckiest person alive knowing they adored you even more than you could imagine. You remember the movie nights, the dates, the anniversaries, the cheesy nicknames and goofy antics you were up to, sneaking into Gayatri's room when you were in highschool, holding Pavitr's shoulders tightly as he swinged through the city with you in his arms, it always felt like a fairy tale, but now even more so, and not in a good way, not in the nice way.
You couldn't say one of them was "the worse one", they both had their ups and downs, they both made you suffer in their own way, Pavitr simply wouldn't let you go if you did something "bad" (like yelling at them, insulting them, insisting that you broke up with them, so you're not their partner anymore, breaking stuff, refusing to eat, the list goes on) he'd cling to you so hard he was suffocating you, all his body weight pressed into you, keeping you against the floor or the matress, and no matter how much you screamed, cried, kicked or insulted him, he won't let you go, sometimes he cried with you and tried to apologize, telling you he doesn't deserve you, but he simply can't leave you, other times he'd shush you and kiss your face and neck, even if you injured him or tried to bite him, and he'd whisper sweet nothings and "it's okay", "I know you don't mean that", "just calm down, everything is okay, no one will hurt you" but they will. And it worked many times, you'd try to forget reality and imagine you were back at your loving boyfriend's embrace, it was just a bad dream, and the would never hurt you the way they were doing just before. Sadly, you always woke up. Regularly you fantasized about dying like this, in their arms, with Gayatri singing lullabies and pecking your lips softly, and Pavitr cuddling you as the little spoon, you wouldn't have to cry ever again, just disappear into their warmth.
But you still had some self-preservation instinct left in you, and as much as you loved them, you had goals, and a life ahead of you, you still had the chance to escape from this living hell, from this cushion filled prison cell.
It took them months to trust you near the door, even if they already changed all the locks and had multiple other latches and protections so you wouldn't escape, it took you months to play nice and docile so they wouldn't suspect your real intentions, and you hated how comfortable you felt being their yes guy, natural it felt to say "I love you" and let yourself be pampered and rewarded for your good behavior, how much you enjoyed the feeling of Gayatri's velvet tongue in yours, while she lazily stroker your lower back, how playful bites and deep kisses in the morning made you submit completely to Pavitr, how much you loved cooking for them while they cuddled in the couch and told to hurry so you could join them. It was all part of your plan, right? And you couldn't possibly want to stay, right? .
"where are you going?" Pav asked in a sleepy voice
"to the bathroom, I'll be back, love" he didn't question further and rolled in the bed to go back to sleep
You walked in your tippy toes, carefully making your way to the bathroom, you close the door and lock it. You look at yourself in the mirror and realize how different your face looks from some time ago, where there was dark circles and break outs from the stress, now there's a considerably healthier complexion, smooth and soft lips instead of chapped and bitten, and no signs of puffy eyes due to excessive crying, you looked like you did before, but no matter if your skin agreed with your way of life, you wouldn't, you won't let these two monsters take your life away.
You stand over the toilet, and go out of the window, it's a third floor, you might not make it. You wanted to leave some sort of cushioning, but Pavitr would've seen it, so you close your eyes and let go, hoping to land in a way that won't leave you agonizing in the street. Before you touch the ground, you grab the edge of the window of the downstairs apartment, your nails hurt and you close your fists with all your strength so you don't fall, you look at the ground and notice now there's not much distance, you jump. It's painful, but you can go on.
You have money in the jacket you put on under your pajamas, enough to buy a ticket far away from Mumbattan.
You walk the streets to go to the train station, you look at the restaurants you used to go, the bus stop where you had to hide from the rain with Gayatri in middle school, you caught a cold and went in bed for a week, the stores you used to go with your friends back when you had them, the park, where Pavitr adopted a duck and you went to visit them so they wouldn't forget about him (in his words), the flower shop where the old lady would always tell on your partners and inform you they had something planned. All of the memories replaying in your mind, becoming one with the starry night, and fusing with eachother like a messed up watercolor paint, where did things went wrong? Did you ever made such a mistake that would trigger this? If it were your fault, you'd do anything to remedy this, anything to get your love, your life back, and even after all they put you through, it's still so hard to say goodbye. You keep remembering as you say farewell to Mumbattan entirely, to your parents, your friends, everyone you know. You look at the rooftops where you star gazed, the police station where Gayatri's dad let you go after you were caught shoplifting in a declaration of rebellion as a 14 year old. You stare, your mistake, you stare, and see captain Singh making eye contact with you, you want to run, but he lifts his hands in the air to show you he doesn't want to hurt you, you try to run but your legs don't respond, he reaches to you, and takes your hands in his.
"Are you okay?" Tears form in your eyes
"I'm- I'm not, I need to run, and I beg of you to act like a police officer helping a civilian who's running from abuse, please" you stutter and know you can't do anything, if you don't say anything, he'd surely take you back to his daughter and son-in-law, but there's the tiny chance he might listen to you
"I'll get you to safety, you can speak to me or with someone at the station when you're ready, I understand what you're going though, I believe you" he believes you, he believes you. You always knew Gayatri's dad to have a soft spot for you, to take care of everyone, to try and save the most helpless creatures, he was a good cop.
He gets you to the station and says he'll get someone to scort you to a shelter, you just sit looking at the floor, shaking and with your cheeks sticky from unwashed tears.
"They were walking disoriented in the streets, I brought them here before they could do anything dangerous" you heard him tell someone, you hear the other voice and you flinch. "Thank you dad, I'm so sorry, we were so worried" it's Gayatri. It's Gayatri. That's who he called, that's the person that will scold you to "safety".
You refuse to look at her when she approaches you.
You scream "I won't go back! It wasn't an impulse! I planned this, I-I have money, I planned this, I swear I'm lucid" you try and grab the cash from your pocket, but it's gone.
"It's okay, you can leave when you calm down, you'll be safe in your home until then" you can't even remember who said that, Gayatri, her dad, Pavitr, a police officer, they all say the same shit, they all think you're crazy.
The way home is a blur, like everything else, it feels like you blinked and now you're in your "home" again.
"You're a fucking monster" you say to Gayatri, poker face, you're not even sure if you have tears left to cry
But she certainly has, she cries, you don't know if it's sadness or frustration, or anger. "I may be a monster, but I'm not a fucking a liar, you think I'm cruel? We're cruel? You're worse. Whatever you have to say to us you can repeat it to the mirror, because we would never do this to you. We would never pretend to love you to leave you behind later, and the worse part of this bullshit you're pulling is that you know we'll forgive you. We never hurt you unless we have to, but you, you seem to enjoy it! To enjoy watching us bleed for you, is that what we need to do for you to stay?!" She stops to breathe "... I don't care what you think of us, but if we're monsters, then you are too, and you need to accept it."
Pavitr creeps behind you, and puts a hand on your chest, feeling your hitched breathing, he coos. "We're all one and the same, Y/N, we're meant to be together, I don't think you lied, I think you know that you love us, even if you're confused right now."
Confused? Confused. Maybe they're right, since you can't even settle what you're confused about.
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ATSV Spiders As Things My Friends Have Said/Done
Gwen: Hold still I’m trying to make you look like a badass
Miles: Wait there’s eyeliner in my eyes is that bad for me? Will I go blind??
Hobie: Nah man that’s not a badass-in-the-making. That’s a baby deer who either had a makeup malfunction or hasn’t slept for a month.
Peter B.: I feel like I’m supposed to take charge being the oldest and most mature and all but. I don’t want to. So let me show you some pictures of the bear I knitted a little while ago instead.
Miguel: I want to yell at you so I will. But it would also be very fun to throw you into a wall
Margo: Oh yeah? Well I’m a bad bitch so your words don’t affect me 🙄 💅
-two minutes later-
Margo, crying in the bathroom corner: YOUR WORDS DO AFFECT ME MY FEELINGS ARE VERY HURT. TAKE IT BACK. MY HAIR IS AMAZING AND NO ONE SAY OTHERWISE.
Pavitr: I seem like a ray of sunshine but that’s only because I pale in comparison with these people.
Hobie, throwing random Lego pieces at everyone: FUCK THE PATRIARCHY! DIE, CAPITALISM! DIE!
Gwen, sobbing on the couch after watching a sad movie: BUT HE WAS SUPPOSED TO END UP WITH HER! WHY DID SHE HAVE TO DIE! NOTHING GOOD IN LIFE EVER LASTS!
Miles, trying his best: It’ll all be okay, Gwen, it’s okay— NO I LIED IT WON’T NO ONE WILL EVER FIND TRUE LOVE AND IF THEY DO IT’LL BE GONE JUST LIKE THAT. THEY WERE SO PERFECT WHY COULDN’T THEY BE HAPPY FOR ONCE IN THEIR LIVES
Margo: Fuck you guys. I’m going to go sit in a tree and eat my Snickers on my own and hack away at the threads that bind all universes. When I manage to teleport straight into Middle Earth don’t come running
Pavitr: See what I mean?
Hobie: Today I woke up and chose to be a prick. The only problem is that now I’ve set up pranks for everyone but I can’t remember what they are. If your laces are tied together, or you get a bucket of water dunked on your head, then I apologise for the inconvenience but I’m sure you deserved it.
Miles: Oh, I can’t be in your exclusive little club? Well, okay! I’ll make my own exclusive little club! It’s going to be sick. It’ll have candy and video games and a treehouse. We’re going to watch The Office on repeat. Your loss, all of you.
42!Miles: Miles, I swear to God, if you introduce me as your ‘womb roomie’ instead of your twin one more time hands will be thrown.
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So, Across the Spiderverse has had me in a chokehold since I watched it. Could you imagine a Yuu in the House Mouse au who is not exactly powerless, but her abilities are not magic-based? Welcome to the crossover that nobody asked for, and I'm gonna pretend that secret identities don't exist for a moment and that disrupting canon events from astv don't exist.
Spider!Yuu's spidey senses can tell when danger is afoot. Whenever she's on the clock, there's fewer accidents and just swings by before Goofy trips and tosses all the dishes. She can tell when either Pete or Mortimer are here.The staff can rely on her for cleaning the high ass ceilings because she can climb up walls with no problem. And her webs make the best Halloween decor.
Von Drake and Jumba being so fascinated with Yuu's anatomy and intelligence. Whether has organic webbing or made web shooters of her own, they want so badly to experiment on them (definitely not gonna try to get bit by a radioactive spider too, nope).
Jamil being torn from freaked out to having a crush on a girl with spider powers. Jafar trying to convince him that she's not an actual spider so that his ship could sail
Yuu making a web hammock to calm down the little kids in the club. Next minute she's having a strength competition with Hercules and Gaston because she can lift up to ten tons.
The clubgoers seeing her memories and freaking over the fact that Yuu has been up against so many dangerous foes and life or death situations such as the iconic train scene. It scares them even more than the overblots do.
The Parr family from the Incredible (if they're here in the au), feel so bad because she's doing vigilante work all on her own. Edna mode upgrades Yuu's spider suit to a new level with glee.
Yuu: No capes please. It's disrespectful to my image.
Edna: *sniffle* Would you like to be my daughter?
Okay okay okay first of all I'm going to vent a bit about ATSV because Pavitr my boy, my sunshine, my everything is literally so important to me like hell yeah give me the south asian/brown kid representation (now if only there was an young asian girl with a bob so I can feel better about that Dora the Explorer look my mum forced me to have throught 90% of primary school whilst all of my friends got to grow their own hair out)
Also not going to lie the only reason I'm into ATSV is because I've been a Mayday Parker stan since 2017 - like she is everything (and her backstory is just so sad like PeterMJ didn't deserve that). My favourite spider-people after Peter are his multiversal daughters because girldad Peter is everything (I actually own physical copies of the Renew Your Vows comics that are about Peter and MJ's daughter, Annie-May Parker, and they are so frickin good) but I digress...
Yes but Spider-Girl!Yuu is so cool. Thank you for giving me this idea.
I don't know if I want Yuu to have her own Guy in the Chair back in her universe and for Idia to feel jealous/threatened or for her to have no guy in the chair until she comes to twst and Ortho is like 'my time has come'
Ohh imagine the insane parkour skills she, Ruggie and Aladdin would have.
I know that being insanely smart in science is a Peter Parker thing and doesn't really apply to all Spider-People but I think she would be a science whizz (and joining the science club - making Crewel's already glaringly obvious favouritism skyrocket) and hanging out with all of the scientist characters like Prof Von Drake, Jumba, Yzma etc.
Her and Herc would be training buds. He'd see her and her heroics and superhuman friend and be like 'new best friend :D'. Phil loves the heroic potential she has and wants to train her but Pegasus and Megara are like nope and swoop him away.
Oh but imagine the beastfolk finding out about her enhanced senses and how sometimes they cause sensory overload and helping her out because they grew up like that so they know how to manage it better (I once read a fic that said that Savanaclaw showers have soaps with subtler scents to accommodate their enhanced sense of smell and like yes) whilst she's still getting used to it and has to keep it a secret back in her world.
I'm thinking back to all of the MCU!Peter Parker fics I read and all of the spider DNA tropes that tickled my fancy and I can just imagine the twst/HoM cast reacting to things like her having no thermoregulation (and going into hibernation), her purring, her being allergic/having a poison like reaction to peppermint, her having fangs (her being venomous would be cool as well - like imagine Kaa being all fanboying over her fangs and venom glands) etc..
Okay so I remember having a bunch of ideas about this but I can't recall all of them so here... 😅
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✨JEALOUSY✨
One thing I do when it comes to shipping is just thinking of how possessive or jealous said characters of ship would be. It’s like fucking mandatory at this point for me so you know what that means.
ATSV JEALOUSY!!!!
Ships used in this post are my go twos Goldenpunk and Ghostflower cause they’re my OTPs. (Since I’m following the movies a bit let’s just say that Pavitr and Gayatri just has a mutual break up and are besties okay? Okay, we don’t tolerate Gayatri slander here.) No like? No read.
Ok right off the bat Hobie is definitely not the jealous type at all. Nada, zilch, nope. To me he’s just confident and knows that Pavitr isn’t gonna go run off with some random person so he doesn’t really feel the need to be jealous in the first place. But don’t get it twisted there’s a difference between jealousy and anger. Such as if Pav is getting uncomfortable in a situation where someone keeps on trying to push themselves onto him after Pav has said no. Yeah Hobie is gonna threaten the hell out of them but if it continues he’s not afraid to fight. Doesn’t matter if you’re a boy, girl, or whatever you better know sign language cause all you gonna be seeing is hands. He is very big about boundaries and doesn’t play when it comes to it as well.
I can’t really see Gwen as the jealous type. “BuT pAwS DIDNTYOUSEEHERDRAGGINGMILESAWAYFROMMARGO!!!!!!” Yes yes I know I know but this whole thing for me is happening after the whole multiverse chase Miles to the ends of the earth thing happened. So yeah she’ll feel a tad bit jealous when Miles gets flirted on by another girl (he doesn’t even notice that he’s being flirted on unless it’s really obvious let’s be honest) but it’s quickly overridden by guilt that since she betrayed Miles and really hurt him emotionally that yeah maybe he does deserve someone better than me someone that won’t hurt him so badly. Miles is quick to break that train of thought tho. The moment he sees that look on her face he’s quick to realize that he’s being flirted on and wraps his arm around Gwen’s waist and is like “This is my girlfriend Gwen by the way, you two should hang out some time, it sounds like you guys have some stuff in common.” And reassures her that no one in the entire multiverse could ever make his heart race like her.
Miles yeah he’s the jealous type. You can’t tell me this walking ray of sunflowers doesn’t have some type of tiny insecurities after that whole fucking being body slammed into a damm train thing and having someone tell you you’re a mistake thing happen to him. NO ONE CAN WALK OUT OF THAT THING WITHOUT AT LEAST A TINY BIT OF DOUBT. Also it was obvious with anytime Gwen mentioned staying over at Hobie’s during the second movie. He’s not very like obvious with it, it’s more like when he sees someone flirting with Gwen he stands closer to her and “casually” wraps his arm around around her shoulders. He’s basically the song Jealous by Nick Jonas and no one can ever convince me otherwise. He gets why people would flirt with Gwen cause who the hell wouldn’t his girlfriend is fucking amazing but dude back tf up she’s taken.
Pav……this man…this man lowkey fucking possessive. He’s not even fucking subtle about it, while Miles might glare a bit this man is is sending fucking death threats with his eyes. It’s not even from insecurity too this man managed to date Gayatri who is a fucking model and now he’s dating Hobie who was also a fucking model this man is confident as shit. It’s more along the lines that everyone just keeps on fucking staring and flirting with Hobie (and he can’t blame them have you seen his boyfriend?) and honestly it’s becoming annoying to be like “yeah MY BOYFRIEND is amazing isn’t he? I’m so glad we’re dating.” All the damm time cause cause Hobie finds it fucking hilarious when Pav is “jealous”, so he makes it clear that they’re dating from the very beginning. Anytime someone is flirting with Hobie he walks next to his boyfriend and like snatches his hand into his own very fucking obviously. There’s no way people don’t immediately catch on and back off. And we’ve seen the way he’s talked about Gayatri there’s no way he doesn’t gush and go on and on about Hobie and how his boyfriend is so hot and is in the band and can play guitar and has amazing fashion taste and such. He’ll fawn over Hobie to anyone who has ears this man doesn’t shut up.
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YOUR FIRST FIC WAS SO CUTE AAAAAAAA!!!!!
if you wouldn't mind another request, I would love to see ler!gwen and lee!pavitr!!! their dynamic is a missed opportunity in general, but also, there's barely any gwen tk content unless it's a buncha people ganging up on one personnnnn!!!!!
ANYWAYS, I think gwen going after pavitr because he's overworking himself w/school and spider stuff to force him to take a break would be neat. or just any concept where she's trying to get him to do/say something!!!
uhHhh, if you want specific spots, I hc pav to have chin and lower back melt spots and his underarms as a death spot!!! but with your lovely writing, you could probably use anything, and I'd agree wholeheartedly
sorry for the essay!!!! blows kisses /p
Thank you so much, thats so nice of you to say all that! Also I 100% agree I do not see enough gwen content in general and she definitely deserves some!
Blows kisses back !! /p
Taking Breaks
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Lee!Pavitr
Ler!Gwen
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It was a pretty slow day at the spider society. As usual, there was some new Peter, some old Prowler, and some everyday disasters. Nothing they'd need their "small elite strike force" for, though. Starving, Gwen made her way over to the cafeteria to find some spider-themed delicacy to wolf down.
"Spider-donuts, spider-cupcakes, spider-popsicles... hm. I feel like that one might be a little offensive." Mumbling to herself, she grabbed a few spider-sandwhiches and started inhaling her first one.
BUZZZZZZZ!!!
There goes the 11:30AM alarm. Miguel likes to keep things orderly, so he has bells every 30 minutes to keep track of time in a "neat" way, as he describes it. Gwen's hair messed itself up as she snapped her head to look at the clock. "Shit!" she whisper-yelled, she was supposed to meet up for Pavitr's lunch break 15 minutes ago!
In a split second, she was travelling to his dimension, sandwhiches in hand. "He doesn't even LIKE tomatoes..." Grumbling as she tossed the sandwhich abominations into the void, she prayed that he wouldn't mind her tardiness. Despite his occasional sarcasm, he was still a pretty forgiving guy.
Out of breath, she finally reached his school roof, their unofficial "meeting place". There was a surprising quietness in the air, meaning there was no way Pav could even be in Mumbattan, let alone school. The dude has pretty chaotic energy, okay?
Gwen doesn't have to look around to know this. While she thought it was odd that he'd be even more late than her, she found it in herself to wait. After what felt like an eternity, he finally bursted through a portal, still wearing his spidersuit.
"Woah, Gwen! I am SO sorry you had to wait for me, I had some spider stuff to take care of and on top of that I have, like, 4 papers due and-"
"No, no, no! I totally understand, dude. Besides, I just got here too." She didn't mind lying just this once, it was for Pav's sake after all. "You sound exhausted though... you alright?"
"Yep! Totally alright over here! Don't worry, Gwenny. I know how to manage my duties!" His totally-not-stressed tone might've fooled her, if he didn't have that weird grin on his face. Gwen knew, whenever Pavitr Prabhakar pulled out that fake smile that didn't even show all his teeth, something was up.
"Pav, are you sure? You know you can talk to me about this sort of thing, right? You really don't have to overwork yourself with all this, especially since you're still in school. I don't have anything on my plate, let me handle the spider stuff for you, it's the least I could do"
"Bro, I swear! I don't need to take a break from anything. I love what I do, it's almost too easy! Besides, even if I was overworking myself, there isn't much you can do to- EEK!"
Alright, she had been provoked. Gwen started clawing at his belly, pinning him to the hard, concrete roof with her free hand. Pavitr's loud, airy laugh filled the city's sky.
"Gwhhehehehen!!" Out came his smile. The dorky smile that showed all his teeth and truthfully, looked kind of stupid. But that smile was his, and he wore it proudly.
"Pavvvv!" Gwen whined, mockingly. "But seriously, dude. You gotta relax for once. The first step is realizing that's what you need!" Sensing this wasn't going anywhere as is, she quickly flipped him over and started tracing his lower back.
Pavitr almost turned into jelly at this. Even though he quieted down a little, his attempt at a backwards fetal position spoke volumes.
"Plehahaeeseeee?" Barely being able to form words at this point, he tried his best to look up at the Spiderwoman and make a sort of frowny face. Gwen snorted at this. "Puppy eyes aren't gonna work on me, pal! All you have to do is let me take over for you for a little bit."
Wanting a little more of a reaction, she gently flipped him back over and tried scratching at his underarms. Nothing could have prepared her for the borderline HELLISH shriek that came out of that boy's mouth.
"HEHEHEHELPPPP!!!! GWHEHEHEEENNNN I'LL DO ANYTHIHIHIHING!!" This was a lie, and Gwen knew it, obviously. If he really meant it, he would've told her to stop by now. Staying at his armpits, the Ghost-Spider switched techniques to vibrating softly. If before's screams were considered hellish, she wouldn't even know what to call these ones.
"EEEEEEEKKKKK!!!" Feeling bad for the guy, she moved her hands upwards to the little spot under his chin. Going back to melt-mode, Pav tried his best to get his words out. "Fihihihihineee!! I'll let you tahahahake overrrr!"
Pulling her hands back, Gwen helped him get up. She was glad he could finally relax, now that she'd be replacing him for the time being.
Pavitr's break ended with him and Gwen, drinking tea and spending time in eachothers presence. They didn't talk, and they didn't need to. Because they knew that no words needed to be exchanged for them to be as close as they were.
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flowersfortheghost · 6 months
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more spideykids incorrect quotes :D (this is mainly ghostflower, my bad yall)
Hobie: this is how i enter my house Hobie: *goes inside* Hobie: WHATS UP FUCKERS?!!?! Gwen: why do you have my phone? Hobie: FUCK YOU, THATS WHY!
Gwen: dont tell your mother Miles: kiss one or another?? Gwen: die for eachother!!!! Miles: Are you having another depressive episode?  Gwen: A depressive episode?  Gwen: I'm having a depressive series and we're just on season one.
Gwen, to Miles: Please, picking locks is my specialty.  Gwen: *throws a brick through the window*  Gwen: Okay, let’s go. 
*The squad is playing a team sport*  Hobie: Are you upset you don’t get to be on the same team as Gwen?  Pavitr: Have you ever played a game with Gwen?  Hobie: No…  Pavitr: Have you ever been trapped in a cage with a wolverine?  *Meanwhile, on the other side of the field*  Gwen, chasing Miles: I SAID FASTER! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE WORD “FASTER” MEANS? IT MEANS MORE FAST!!!!
Gwen: I love murder mysteries!  Miles, trying to impress her: I've been a suspect in four murder cases. 
Gwen: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO-  Miles: It was me...  Gwen: ...Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance. 
Gwen: You lying, cheating, piece of shit! Miles: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD Gwen: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING PAVITR WITH ME Hobie, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.
*The gang when they drop food on the floor*  Miles: Aw man. *Throws it away*  Gwen: Five second rule!  Hobie: Foolish germs, thinking they can stop me!? *Eats it off the floor*  Pavitr: *Sobs on the floor*  Pavitr: What is love?  Gwen: An emotional minefield.  Miles: A neurochemical reaction.  Hobie: Baby don't hurt me. 
Miles: You spent all our money on THIS??  Gwen, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.
Gwen: Die.  Miles: Please don't die!  Gwen: DIE!  Miles: PLEASE DON'T DIE!  Pavitr, confused: Why are they yelling at a plant?  Hobie, watching while eating popcorn: They bought it together and Miles wants Gwen to accept it as their kid. 
bonus (bc i didnt include margo in this, im sorry): Pavitr: Gwen, I need your help Gwen: Sure, what? Pavitr: Something doesn’t add up, I think Miles and Hobie were murdered! Margo: Well, fuck me gently with a chainsaw!
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tenaciousduckpoetry · 11 months
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ASTV Master list
Hobart 'Hobie' Brown
Fics
Sure, Next time
Patching Hobie Brown up after a more dangerous encounter with a supervillain. (Hurt/Comfort) (gender neutral)
I'm not a role model. I was a runway model.
Hobie models your own designs (fluff) (gender neutral)
Accidents Happen.
Hobie's piercing gets stuck between your septum ring, leading to a sticky situation (fluff) (gender neutral)
Baby Fever
Hobie calls you over while babysitting Mayday (gender neutral) (fluff)(drabble)
Unresolved Feelings
Hobie has been nothing but nice to you, but you can't do the same in return (gender neutral) (ft. Gwen) (angst)
Head cannons
Touch Starved! Hobie
Things touch starved Hobie does to you (gender neutral) (slightly suggestive)
What the ASTV boys love about you
Ft. What Hobie loves about you (gender neutral)
Flirtatious! Hobie
Things flirtatious Hobie does to you that he can't get enough of (gender neutral) (fluff)
Miles Morales
Fics
Come home with me.
Asking Miles to come with you to your dimension ends in a little more than you expected (fluff) (gender neutral) (coming soon)
Unknowing and Unexpected
When Miles is taken to dimension 42 he doesn't expect to see an old friend.. or at least a version of one (series)(angst)(gender neutral)(cannon violence)
Headcannons
What the ASTV boys love about you
ft. What Miles Morales loves about you (fluff) (gender neutral)
Gwen Stacy
Fics
I missed you
Headcannons
Gwen struggles with keeping her s/o safe (request) (gender neutral) (angst)
Partner
You need a break and Gwen is determined for you to see that (request) (gender neutral) (comfort/hurt)
Interacting with Spider-Woman while dating Gwen
Ft. Playful banter with Spider-Woman (gender neutral) (fluff) (angst)
Miguel O'Hara
Fics
You Don't Deserve Me
Miguel fucked up. (angst) (gender neutral) (short)
Headcannons
What the ASTV boys love about you
Ft. What Miguel O'Hara loves about you (fluff) (gender neutral)
Possessive! Miguel
Things possessive Miguel enjoys doing to you (NSFW) (explicit) (gender neutral reader)
Peter B Parker
Fics
Temptation
Peter longs for you more than you think (drabble) (nsfw) (Fem reader) (explicit)
Headcannons
What the ASTV boys love about you
Ft. What Peter B Parker loves about you (fluff) (gender neutral)
E-42 Miles Morales
Fics
Cat and Mouse
E-42 Miles realizes he's fallen in deep with his enemy (angst) (fem reader) (coming soon)
Silence
Sometimes all Miles needs is a good hug and some silence (hurt/comfort) (grieving) (gender neutral)
AP Chem
Miles is still a teenager, and you can't help but admire him as he does his AP chemistry homework (fluff) (drabble) (fem)
Headcannons
Soft!42 Miles
Things soft Miles loves about you (gender neutral) (fluff)
Pavitr Prabhakar
Fics
Coming soon
Headcannons
What the ASTV boys love about you
Ft. What Pavitr Prabhakar loves about you (fluff) (gender neutral)
Dating Pavitr Prabhakar
He's a little awkward, but it's okay because you love him
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nerdylittleguy · 7 months
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are spidersonas still a thing? yes? cool cool...
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Okay, he's not my spidersona per se, he's based on a favourite character from a forgotten 80s show (robin of sherwood, and the character's name is Nasir, if you're interested) but I wanted to make a spiderman based on him since watching atsv, but because of how well Pavitr was designed (culture and representation wise) I wanted to make him also more representative, but had no idea where to start where to even find designs or inspiration. So I wrote down in one of my many diaries that he's Palestinian, and left it at that for months.
And, if you're somehow not yet aware, Palestine has actually been noticed by the west for the past month, though it should have been for more. People should not have to die, civilians should not have to die, hospitals, mosques, churches, schools, bakeries and people should not be targeted by a powerful military, blamed for the conditions of their suffering and resistance under an apartheid state. I'm Polish, fun fact, and when Russia started its invasion of Ukraine we were all crapping ourselves, supporting the Ukrainian fight back against people who had already oppressed them in the past. Of course, every story of oppression is different, but the moral is this: the world supported Ukrainian resistance against oppression, and suddenly when it's in the oh-so dreaded middle east, it's apparently a threat to everyone, and apparently it's completely justifiable to murder innocent civilians, but not justifiable for them to fight back. Ideally, I'd like to say "violence is never the answer, it's not correct to fight fire with fire" but realistically, after 75 years of oppression, of western ignorance, what other options are there? You cannot debate for peace with a government that calls you "children of darkness" or "human animals" or whatever other dehumanising things the Israeli government and military have been saying. Now is the obligatory time I feel I need to clarify, no, I do not support acts of terror (from either side!! Israel deserves as much criticism as Hamas, if not more, seeing as they are a powerful military) and no, I am not antisemitic. I have not been studying World War 2 for almost 4 years as an autistic hobby to be called antisemitic, but also neither to ignore a genocide unfolding before our eyes on social media. My issue is not with Jewish people, who have suffered for years, centuries, especially in Europe, my issue is with the weaponisation of the Holocaust and the misleading Israeli/ Zionist idea that they, the children of the Holocaust, cannot cause the same atrocities. Especially when many, many Jews, also children of Holocaust survivors have spoken out again Israel and its actions towards Palestinians. Trauma is a cycle, one that the state of Israel has clearly not dealt with and is now willing to cause in another population.
So. Autism and activism (another fun fact, I'm a former climate activist who quit due to burn out) combined in my brain to make this artwork. I have a few more drawings of Nasir as spiderman, I'm still mulling over if I want to post them, but if people want to take my design and run with it, redraw it, make it more accurate or interesting (I literally just took the patterns on the keffiyeh and threw them on a spiderman suit, not very creative, or not as much as it could have been) absolutely do so. I would ask for a little credit, but if you feel you make the design entirely your own, it's yours. I'm just some Polish idiot living in the UK, what do I know about accurate middle eastern representation? (Also feel free to use this as pfps and what not, I don't care, I'll be happy with the knowledge I drew it, and if it makes you happy, I've achieved more than I hoped.)
Obviously activism has more to offer than just drawing spiderman, so if you can, write to your MPs or representatives or what have you, share information (I will do my best to share information on tumblr as I have been very inactive on here recently), maybe even attend protests if you can, but first and foremost, stay thinking!! Stay learning and educating yourself as having information keeps you one step ahead of propaganda. If you have the energy to, compare and criticise different news outlets, find yourself some Gazan news sources and journalists (a lot of people have been following Motaz, Bisan and Plestia on Instagram, I don't have that but it's easy to find reposts of their videos on tiktok or twitter) and stay informed!! Boycott those companies suggested by BDS, MacDonalds, Starbucks and Disney as the main ones (or just ignore capitalism all together and shop local!! That's what I've been trying to do, but obviously it's not an option for everyone, it's better to have focused efforts on those big three than smaller, scattered attempts at boycotting). We all have something we can do to help and show out support.
However, from my burnt out activist's perspective I have to highlight that you MUST take time for yourself, your hobbies, your wellbeing. Yes, you are privileged to be able to turn it off, but from my privilege of experience, I tell you that you will burn out and loose your spark. You need to be able to support those who need us (and not just in Palestine, but in the DR of Congo and many other places where crises and genocides are occuring) but you can't do that if you've burnt yourself out. You, your comfort and safety is important, your ability to sustainably fight for these important causes is more valuable than you know. Important causes like these require a lot of energy, but we as activists cannot let ourselves become completely burnt out as there will be no one left to fight. Just pace yourself. Do as much as you are comfortable with. Everyone has different styles of activism, different abilities, and that's the beauty of us. We can do so much if we don't start with too much and end up burnt out.
In conclusion, Free Palestine <3
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Spider Verse: The Truth Hurts
Across the Spider Verse spoilers.
Okay, but consider this.
Gwen and Peter B. have to fill in the other team members about the mission to rescue Miles. At first, they just say that Miles needs help. No questions asked. With Spider-Punk and the Indian Spider-Man, all will be well. 
Noir and Peni remember the boy who stepped up to the plate and rescued them. Spider-Ham asks if Miles still has his hammer. They all talk about how Miles helped them go home, and they owe it to him. And by now the team is assembled in a space between the worlds, where it glows red and yellow like Miguel's webs. 
"But how did it happen?" Noir inquired. "Was he pulled into a rift the way we were?" 
There's a split second of hesitation. Peter B. and Gwen consider lying briefly. Pavitr, who has no idea of the bond they have, prepares to explain that it's all a big misunderstanding and Miles is actually a cool guy. But then Hobie has learned a long time ago to take no shit when someone you love is in danger, and you're told to stand aside. He gives them the Cliff notes as delicately as possible. 
"Oh, the boss Spider-Man Miguel decided it was best to lock up Miles in a dimension where he would disintegrate over time so he wouldn't save his father because it would 'break canon' and Miles had to run away from the other Spider people when he busted out. Including these two jokers. And he told them that Miles shouldn't even exist because he was an anomaly, causing the other dimensional problems."
Let's say that Hobie had no camaraderie with any of the spiders. He was a solo man that looked out for Gwen. Not this time, because someone had to look out for Miles. And no one was looking out for the kid now. 
"You did what?!" the others all shouted at the same time. 
Yeah, perhaps Hobie could have let Gwen and Peter B. break the news. But as Peter B. stands with his mouth open, and Gwen's lips twitch with guilt, everyone knows that the two would have hidden the truth. Pavitr swallows, realizing that this is not his fight. 
"His father is dying?" Peni said, angry tears threatening to well up in his eyes. "And you were going to let it happen?" 
"After he proved that, he could take a punch and roll with them?" Noir shook his head. "He saved our lives when he could have stayed at home and trained longer."  
"Miles is one of us," Spider-Ham affirmed. "Just so you know, I'm disappointed. Very disappointed."
"Look, we messed up," Gwen said. "I messed up by not telling him. Because things can change for the better. It doesn't have to be the way things are." 
"No, it's on both of us." Peter B. put a hand on her shoulder. "He learned how to be Spider-Man from us, and he's our friend. Miles deserved the right to know everything." 
"Why did you even join this Miguel guy, anyway?" Spider-Ham demanded. "He sounds like a bunch of bacon rinds all taped together and left in a meat cellar somewhere." 
"I owed him," Gwen said. "He saved me from a bad situation." 
She looked at Peter B., waiting to hear his story. 
"I needed to show my Mayday how to be the best version of herself." Peter B. allowed his daughter to grab his finger. "And Miguel likes her, despite what you may think. That's why I believed in what he said, that we had to stay away from Miles, to keep his universe safe." 
A weary sigh escaped Noir. He considered the group. His disdain was like the dramatic wind that followed him, even indoors. 
"And you two." He pointed at Pavitr and Punk. "What's your excuse?"
"I quit when they broke the news to Miles," Punk said. "Go easy on the Indian, dude. He's new to the group." 
"Miles saved my girlfriend and her father," Pavitr said. "I need to make sure that he returns safely as well." 
"Welcome to the team." Peni sounded flat. "If it was my dad, I would have done anything to save him. How could you?" 
She pushed past with her rebuilt machine. It was still wobbly on its feet, but not bad, considering that she had only built it from blueprints and a single spider. 
It would not be a simple rescue mission. Gwen and Peter B. had seen the look of betrayal on Miles's face before he had hopped dimensions. Spider-Punk hadn't, but Pavitr had been there. Sure, it wasn't Pavitr's fault, and it wasn't like he had been the one to call a manhunt on Miles. Still, Pavitr had watched, and he had chosen Miguel. That was enough to increase the tension in the room.  
"Don't worry, Gwen." Peter B. tried to reassure her. "We're going to make this right." 
"I know." She didn't sound convinced. "Miles is my friend. And I'm not going to lose him again." 
"You won't," Peter promised. "None of us will." 
He tells himself that as they navigate through the portals, facing the unknown, to rescue another Spider-Man.
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