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jhilsara · 1 month
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I just love them <3
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Punk is a thought, not a look. It's a message, not a sound. ________________________
Mariah-Janet Waters
Hobie's 'Mary-Jane' | Earth-138
18 - Any Pronouns - 5'3'' - Aro/Bi - Autistic - Pronounced Mariah-JA-net
Mixed Nigerian and Irish
Police Whistleblower from age 15, publishing anonymous exposés and hosting a local illegal anarchist radio-show
Daughter of Captain Walter Waters
Earned her blue laces off her father at 16 - Doesn't regret it all and still sleeps sound as fuck at night (well... not soundly)
Survivor of 4 assassination attempts - counting on a 5th
Most talkative person on planet earth - but wears the mask 24/7
Hates being called MJ DEEPLY
No piercings, untatted, and doesn't even like punk music
Entirely Punk none-the-less
[unmasked Mariah at the end]
Background:
Mariah-Janet has dedicated her life to the anarchist movement, and taking down Fisk's administration - no matter what it costs. Not that she had much left to spend. Born to Captain Walter Water's, a white police officer, and Barbra, her Nigerian mother, Mariah's mother left her life early - at the age of 4, not bothering to take Mariah with her. Instead she was raised by her father, an abusive cop mad at the world- and out to make it his daughter's problem. Raised in a tiny flat in low-income Tower Hamlets, he spent the majority of her childhood trying to iron the blackness out her hair and beat the queerness out of her soul. Though none of it ever worked much. She says change ain't in her nature. As Fisk's administration grew, so did her father's ruthlessness, and his newly earned V.E.N.O.M symbiote was only fuel to his fire. And at 15, Mariah become 'Red' - An anonymous Anti-Police whistleblower. Publishing dozens of exposes, reports, and zines against the administration - 'Red' rose to infamy through his illegally broadcasted rogue-radio show and his uncensored and ruthless protesting tactics. However, at 16 Mariah came across a story that would change her career - discovering the murder and cover-up of her own mother. Enraged but determined, Mariah leaked the report, at the same time her father uncovered her identity. Consumed by rage and powered by the V.E.N.O.M symbiote, when her father attacked her, Mariah earned her blue laces. And started wearing her mask, living life as the wanted 'Red'. Today Mariah lives in hiding, couch-surfing at the places of other organizers, or squatting in vacant flats.
Personality:
Don't let the bandana and dead stare fool you - Mariah is far from quiet and cold. Being autistic and hyperverbal, Mariah talks A LOT - whether she's actually saying something or not. She's not very expressive or emotive, and her humor is pretty dry and bland (think Dwight from the Office), even though she hates mean-spirited jokes. On the lighter side of things, Mariah is pretty brash and open. She's a writer, not a leader, and she's more interested in going with the flow than being in charge, though she often finds herself there. She fairly laid back - and incredibly confident. Almost outright cocky, even moreso than Hobie. She sits legs spread and burps loud and rolls her eyes and sucks her teeth. She enjoys cursing in front people who think it's 'rude', and she has an accent thicker than Hobie's. But unlike Hobie - she's not a 'typical, actual' punk (yeah right). She doesn't listen to punk music. In fact, she doesn't listen to much music at all. She has no real interest in the clothes, or the music, or the crowded live shows. And when she met Hobie, she had no real interest in the pretty boy who brings a guitar to a protest. Mariah is a punk, because that's how she lives her life. And she'll genuinely laugh in your face if you tell her she isn't, just because she thinks the Sex Pistols are shite. And she's incredibly loyal. To say Mariah doesn't trust anyone (from her universe at least) is an understatement. She can't afford it - what with 4 assassination attempts and counting - but if there's anyone on Earth she trusts, it's Hobie. But her and Hobie don't always see eye-to-eye. On the darker side of things, Mariah lacks the 'radical kindness' that Hobie does. Even though her and Hobie are both hard-core anarchists, 'Red's definition of 'justice' is often far more extreme. Mariah hates cops. All of them, and she genuinely wants them dead - in the most painful way she can muster. Knowing there are more men like her father out there, still sleeping soundly at night, and that there are men out there protecting them, Mariah says the movement isn't over until all of them are either punished, dead, or both. Mariah wants merciless punishment, and she isn't afraid to say it. For cops, politicians, fascists, nazis, racists, and any other bigot still breathing. She's an amazing planner, and a phenomenal speaker, but her protesting tactics often teeter into dangerous and malicious territory. Including arson, and if given the chance, execution. When Spider-Punk saved Mariah's life from a cop torturing her - the third attempt on her life - Mariah insisted he kill the already downed officer. Because it'd be 'One less to worry about.' Hobie didn't. And both began looking at each other a little bit different from that point forward. When they're alone and Mariah talks about how good it would be to live in a world without cops, Hobie can't help but agree. He's just afraid of what Mariah is willing to do to get there. And the more she tries, and the more she speaks, the more dangerous it gets for her.
Hobie & Mariah
Meeting:
Hobie knew his MJ Canon Event was coming - he just didn't know he already knew her. Hobie had met Mariah as 'Red', at an 'unpermitted political protest/performance art piece' - Hobie's words, not theirs. A Molotov cocktail in hand, and a balaclava across his face. To Hobie, to meet the person behind the words was surreal, and only for a few brief moments. Red met Spider-Punk months later. Coincidentally, while staring down the barrel of a gun. Faced with his second assassination attempt, Red comes face to face with the other masked anarchist, and is instantly filled with respect for him. Red's a fan, and Spider-Punk's a fan of his as well. And soon, the two are working together on the regular. Staging protests, running an illegal anarchist-rock-radio-show, and exposing insider information. It isn't until Red's third - and fourth - assassination attempt, that Hobie realized Red was now living in a bullet proof vest. After the fourth attempt, Hobie demasked himself, bringing an injured Red to the boathouse. He somehow convinced Red to stay while he healed. It was only then that Red revealed her identity to Hobie, and switched from ski masks to bandanas, and from Red to Mariah.
Relationship:
They aren't dating. If you even insinuate anything of the sort, Mariah is very likely to either tell you to 'piss off', or she'll (lovingly and playfully) insult him. 'I love charity work, darling. But not that much.' Romance isn't in the cards for them - Mariah's aro anyway. But that's not why this canon event exists. In every universe where MJ and Spidey are together, they are a rock for each other, mentally and emotionally. They're there to keep each other standing. Hobie didn't believe in canon events, and he still doesn't. But it took him a while to understand why Mariah was his canon event. Not to love her, but to protect her. Hobie believes in Mariah's message. And he believes in the power of her voice. 'Red' is loud. And Fisk knows it. She's a threat, because she's the voice of the people. Hobie may not agree with all of her methods. And that's fine. He can live with that. Because he believes in her message - and more importantly, he believes in her power. Hobie and Mariah were never meant to be partners in romance. And they'll forever be partners in crime. Outside of that - Hobie and Mariah's relationship is purely sexual and platonic. They're more than best friends. To them, they're two people who puts their lives in each other's hands every day, and respect each other beyond anything in this world.
Face Claims: Ice Spice /// Erin Kellyman
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More about Mariah [Mentions of My Spidersona Disco-Spider Diane below]
Mariah is pretty romance averse. Her and Hobie never kiss outside of sex, and she's not touchy unless she's flirting. (Which she does, A LOT, just not to Hobie. She always tells him she can pick up more chicks than him - which, true.)
If Hobie tried to kiss her on the lips out of nowhere, she would look at him like he was absolutely insane. (She'd be like 'bruv - fuck are you in my face for')
She's not interested in romance at all, either thinking it's bizarre or distracting - and she's not afraid to say it
Though she has no interest in Hobie romantically (and doesn't see the appeal), she's still happy that he has Diane in his life. And she's VERY happy to leave that gushy shit to her.
*Makes retching noises when Diane & Hobie kiss in front of her*
Unlike Diane & Hobie, Hobie & Mariah are pretty open about the fact that they're fucking and nothing more. They're casual about it, but when Mariah is making Hobie sit on her lap at an afterparty - it sends a message.
She also likes to grab his ass at any opportunity, especially in front of people - doing things like pulling on his suspenders (then letting them go so they snap at his back lol)
She's also involved with Diane - originally independent of Hobie, after Mariah and Hobie got together - getting together shortly after Diane came out as bi
She knows Diane is not from their Earth - Hobie told her this before she ever met Diane. They first met when Mariah went alone to go introduce herself to Diane in her universe (with Hobie's blessing)
She went unmasked, and so Diane saw her face when they first met
The three of them are in a soft polycule
Mariah's masc-bi-butch and she prefers masculine descriptors.
Most of her clothes are thrifted jerseys of teams she doesn't back, and jeans 3 sizes up. When protesting, he'll wear all red.
Mariah prefers he/him pronouns when out as 'Red'. When out with unfamiliar people, organizers, or active protests - He's most often in balaclavas and ski-masks
Mariah doesn't wear boots - only trainers, but she still ties blue laces around the shins of her baggy pants every morning, because she feels like she's earned them
Wears her bandana almost constantly, and will wear it even when alone with Hobie - though she takes it off by herself. She has dozens, so it's always easy to grab one.
Very rarely will she take it off to eat or drink. She'll try to eat around it or drink around a straw, which is usually successful. If it isn't, she'll leave the room
She doesn't want people to memorize her face. And it's not that she doesn't trust anyone - which, she doesn't - it's that enough torture could break anyone. And she's not taking the risk.
If she takes off her bandana in front of you (unlikely) and you scan her face, she immediately doesn't trust you. (Why you looking so hard)
She wears her bandana so often around Hobie, that he finds it very easy to tell her emotions, even though Mariah does not emote much in general - besides, Mariah talks A LOT
It took her multiple months before Hobie saw her face, and she only showed him after living on the houseboat for some weeks, after they'd slept together
Raised being called 'MJ' by her father, Mariah highly dislikes it. She'll tell you not to call her it once, and every time after, she'll be a little more pissed
Around Hobie and people he trusts, Red prefers to go by Mariah or M - and uses any pronouns. If you ask Mariah their gender, you'll get an amused smile and bored shrug. What are you, a cop?
Asks people 'What are you, a cop?' or 'You a narc??' quite often. Half the time she's joking. Will also say "Okay, Officer." If you're being pushy and annoying, and laughs if that irritates you (Hobie)
Her laugh is very sharp, and it almost sounds mocking. Even if she isn't
Lots of times people don't trust her, what with the mask. These are the people she likes to take the piss out of most
Mariah experiences a lot of chronic pain, mostly derived from her father, and her 3 & 4th assassination attempts - making protests extremely taxing on her
Though she will hide this at all costs, in front of everyone except Hobie. During times of stress or increased pain, she'll take painkillers in sporadic doses. But being wanted by the state, she can only get her hands on so much.
She doesn't do much but protest and write. She doesn't like music like that, and she doesn't see the appeal. She doesn't draw anymore, though she used to
After years of living in survival mode, she works, plans, chain-smokes, and tries not to get killed while doing it
She doesn't understand Diane's groupie behavior, or Hobie's 'punk' rockstar cover. She thinks it's pointless, and on occasion she'll say this, not realizing how callous that may sound
To her, Hobie is a dork. And she calls him a dork all the time. How someone could see him as cool or rather - 'groovy' - is beyond her.
Has little to no filter - unless it comes to secrets and observations. Either she tells you exactly what she's thinking, or you get nothing at all.
Often has to be told when it's too much, and on occasion, during political planning, she has told Hobie he talks 'too nice'.
Though she does envy Diane, and her ability to just dance. Mariah has no form of escapism - her writing will always be a harsh reflection of reality. And she admires Diane's ability to live in spite of that, without the anger her and Hobie often go through.
The only escape Mariah has is reading, and puzzles. Mainly rubix cubes and things like that.
She loves fiction and fantasy. But her love of books doesn't stop there, and Red's radio show isn't all screaming.
Mariah is extremely versed in political and anarchist literature, being able to memorizes passages from manifestos and books easily, as well as speeches or direct pieces of confidential files she reads
Mainly leads riots - using anti-tear gas safety, road-blocking, and anarchist warfare like molotov cocktails & destruction of surveillance
Whereas a lot of Hobie's protests preach Love & Kindness among the community, Red's radio show and organized riots are backed by rage - telling the people to end the oppression by direct action, at any cost
Red wants revenge and a future, and if that means burning it all down and rebuilding from ashes and graves, then that's what he'll do. Happily.
She has killed in front of Hobie before, and he was not very happy about it (to say the least)
Sleeps in Hobie's bed a lot of nights - mainly because of the nightmares. She doesn't like doing this, and wish it didn't happen, but it is what it is. What helps helps, and she trusts Hobie more than anyone
Unlike how he is with Diane, Hobie is extremely protective of Mariah and worries about Red constantly - to the point that he's hypervigilant
Still has the badge she took off her father at 16. Her most prized possession
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ART STYLE: [We're almost done I PROMISE]
Less animated and expressive than Hobie - Mariah does not change colors the way he does. Most of the time she is black, white, grey, or the color of aging parchment, detailed with handwriting and lined paper.
Mariah can only turn Red, when enraged or at protest, and Blue, for injured, scared, or upset. As she gets angrier, the handwriting across her becomes more and more erratic and illegible.
INSPO:
Mariah is about being authentic without performance.
She's a punk, even though she 'doesn't look it'. She gets told that a lot. She's black, even though she 'doesn't look it'. Disabled, though she 'doesn't look it'. She's bi, but she 'doesn't look it' either.
Mariah isn't quiet, and she never hides the truth. But because people can't see her face, they act like they can never get a read on her - even though she's brutally honest.
I wanted her to defy the idea of what a punk is. She's not the girl who goes to Hobie's shows and kisses him backstage. That's Diane.
Mariah is the one that follows him into battle and debates him for hours. Even if she doesn't like his music. She still believes in anarchy, and fighting, and freedom.
She's still punk, and despite the anti-blackness of her father, she's still black.
Mariah is the opposite of Diane, although that wasn't really on purpose.
A lot of the time in the comics, MJ and Peter's relationship is about them being on the same side, and facing the world together - MJ always a encouraging force for Peter. And I wanted to boil that down as much as I could. So often that encouraging force is through romance and romantic affection - but unlike MJ and Peter, Hobie and Mariah have everything but that aspect. Both their attraction to each other and their mutal emotional support of each other are divorced from romance - instead being based in respect and care. Hobie wants to protect Mariah, and Mariah wants Hobie to fight at her side. Mariah is the reflection of Diane. She represents his political side, while Diane represents more of his musical side. She represents his enraged determination, while Diane is his radical kindness. Diane and Hobie aren't open about being 'together', but the romance between them is clear. Meanwhile Hobie and Mariah are open about sleeping with each other - and the lack of romance is just as clear. And my favorite part is their reflection of morals. To Diane suffering for the system, and for the Society, is a worthy cause. A necessary sacrifice. Diane is community oriented above all else, something she gained by her communist upbringing. Meanwhile, Mariah couldn't disagree more. No community liberated her. Instead, she liberated herself - not by sitting outside a courthouse - but by direct action - and killing her father when she got the chance. If life was a garden, Diane tries to plant flowers. Mariah is more interested in pulling up weeds. Maybe Diane is naive. Or maybe Mariah is cynical. Or maybe they both know exactly what they're doing. Either way Hobie cares for both of them beyond words. And in return, they love giving him headaches.
If you read this far - THANK YOU SOOO MUCH. Mariah took a while to come to me, but now that she's here she's as hardheaded and smug as can be (affectionately)
Her and Hobie are basically bros that fuck sometimes and their 'kisses' are actually just passionate looks of rage when they lock eyes during a riot lol
And because you made it this far: Here's a rare unmasked Mariah!
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As per usual, take this Hobie photo, absorb it, cherish it, and use it in times of weakness for it will give you strength
Bye.
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punkeropercyjackson · 2 months
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Okay i'm sorry but i canNOT with Atsv bloggers having 'minors dni' in their abouts/rules.How're you gonna call 'adult only space' when your blog is themed after and about a fucking Spiderman movie
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keeganbrainmush · 9 months
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Relationship headcanons. | Miguel O'Hara, Hobie Brown, Peter B. Parker.
Bulletpoints , Gender neutral reader , No NSFW mentioned , Minors DNI. my mental health is so shite rn guys omgness
Miguel O'Hara
He still acts like a hardass boss, if you were apart of the spidersociety anyways.
If you're a normal civilian, he'd keep his identity secret for as long as he could.
You eventually found out when he came back to your apartment after almost getting killed in a fight.
Tries his best to be sweet to you and not let his anger get the better of him.
ADORES massages. Especially when you focus on those muscular shoulders of his.
Even whenever he was desperately trying to get your attention and trying to tell you he wants a massage without telling you, he still lets out little grumbles of protest and fake annoyance after you finally caught on and asked " Do you want a massage, Miguel? "
Hobie Brown
Such a gentleman in all honesty.
During cuddling, he lies ontop of you with his ear to your chest to hear your heartbeat or resting his head on your stomach.
But he can be a jerk sometimes. Playfully of course, but he still has the ability and he will use it to be a tease.
Will sit inbetween your thighs and hold the back of your knees in his palms as he stares down at you whenever he knows you're horny.
" Whats wrong with you? " with a little shit-eating grin on his face.
Peter B. Parker
Tries his best.
Has frighteningly good memory.
If you stare at something for abit too long at the store, he'll remember what is it and buy it for you later.
Hugs from the back 100%
Annoying dad jokes whenever it pops into his mind.
Oral God. Can probably cum untouched just from giving head.
Puppy dog eyes whenever he's begging, and not just sexually. Whenever he wants something, he'll give you the most beautiful eyes ever and ask politely.
Whether you give in or not, it's up to you.
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averytiredart1st · 3 months
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Ok another scenario based on my last Hobie and Mayday post.
Ever since the whole “Parker” incident, the group has been jokingly calling Peter Hobie’s father.
“You should listen to your pops, Hobie.”
“You heard your dad, got to be more careful next time.”
“Are you sure your dad will be okay with this?”
They make these jokes so much that it’s just natural at this point. Its so natural that Hobie himself even calls Peter dad. (They both act like it’s no big deal but they’re both low key crying inside).
It’s all well until Hobie gets annoyed with Peter fussing over him that’s he screams. “You’re not my bloody dad so get off it yeah?!”
It’s silent for a while as they both process just what was said before Peter apologizes and says that Hobie’s right and then leaves. They’re both hurt by what was just said cause they both do see each other as father and son.
Cut to a few months later, with a bit of akward tension between Hobie and Peter, it’s Hobie’s birthday and Mj insists to hold the party at her house.
(Mj is the only true person that Hobie is respectfully scared of.)
The party is quite small but Hobie wouldn’t have it any other way. After the party, when everyone leaves, Mj and Peter ask Hobie to stay for a bit cause they had one more gift for him.
It’s adoption papers.
They explain that they gave it some thought with a ton of talks and that they wanted Hobie to be their son, legally. They reassure him that he absolutely doesn’t have to say yes, and that they don’t expect him to move in with them. They just didn’t want to give this to him in front of everyone and make him feel pressured into saying yes.
Meanwhile Hobie is just staring at the papers with teary eyes and only one thought bounces in his mind.
“You guys want me?”
This leads to tears and reassurance that yes they do want Hobie as their son and that no it’s not some horrible prank. They know that Hobie is a good kid and that he’s an amazing person who would fight for what’s right and will protect his friends and family with everything in him. That they know that he’ll make an amazing big brother for Mayday.
Hobie is full blown crying happy tears as he signs the papers and gets a group hug from his now mom and dad. He spends the night at his new second home in a room that his mom and dad had prepared for him.
(It was stereotypically “punk” but hey he can’t and wouldn’t complain when they obviously put their hearts into it.)
The next few days are full of telling his friends and boyfriend (Pav of course) the news to which he gets ton of congratulations.
Now he gets to be a part of family photo shoots, family vacations, father-son and mother-son days, eat Mj’s amazing cooking, and has a baby sister who’ll he’ll burn down heaven and hell for.
“Yeah, I got the best family.”
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sunnysideprincess · 4 months
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There is tension brewing in the right wing of science department. The rumours talk of Professor Stark being ridiculously reckless about his experiments again. But that's just hot air. MJ knows this. He's a meticulous person when it comes to them blowing things up in the lab. And a little too wire brained about his students' safety. He walks barefoot when working with heavy equipment. But he sent Harley to detention for handling glass tubes without his safety gloves.
It's a part of the package of Professor Stark's "science bros" experience and the few select of them have wholeheartedly committed themselves to it.
Well, there's also the other thing they've committed themselves to. And it must be why half the school is talking about the return of hot firemen trio.
"I hear the blond one is married to coach Carter?"
"Miss Sharon? Eugh! Aren't they like— related?"
"No! For the last time, Kate, they just look similar!"
"Still, ew. I heard he used to have hots for our principal."
"Okay, I did not know about that."
Foolish children, MJ snorts and opens the group chat.
"Who was it this time?"
Peter's reply is quick. She will forever be jealous of his ability to type without even looking at the screen. It is insanely unfair.
"Gwen."
MJ grins and ducks behind her book to avoid the questioning looks from her study group. But Kamala and Kate are too busy comparing the merits of Coach Sharon and Mister Blond Fireman. And Yelena is just snoring on the table with her hand stuck inside Kate's hoody.
Amateurs. Also, weirdoes.
"Miles says it was his turn though," Peter sends again, followed closely by Miles' ", IT WAS 😫".
Gwen just flips them all the bird, and then goes offline. To either plead for her innocence or keep a close eye on their job.
Nearly half an hour later, she sends them all a picture.
In it Professor Stark is standing with his arms crossed, looking smug about something. While the hot, blond fireman is adorably flushed and a little bit embarrassed.
"He bet that Tony couldn't state even one fire safety rule," she adds below the picture. Then adds a little smug grin and ", he listed ten".
"I call enemies to lovers."
Everyone sends Pav the side eye and MJ almost hits enter on "why do we need to put a genre on their romance" before deleting the entire sentence. She doesn't need a redo of Banner-Odinson drama in the group. Nobody does.
"Guys guys," Miles suddenly adds and MJ's eyes grow wide reading the next text.
"Sarge just tried to flirt with Tony and guess who got jealous," Hobie adds and—oh no.
"Hobie!!!!"
"Too slow, sorry 😎" Then he signs off on them.
"Wait," MJ asks, just to give Miles another chance. "Which one's Sarge?"
Miles sends a picture. In it, a beefy, long haired brunette is slouching next to Tony, a smarmy smile on his face while the hot blond is stoically staring at the wall.
"Isn't he the guy who's shacking up with our councellor?"
"Yep," Miles adds then. "🤔 Maybe he's inviting Tony for a three way?"
"Like a poly thingy," Pav asks and MJ can almost smell the incoming barrage of texts from him.
"Omg, guys 🫢
That would be so cute though! 💖
Professor would be like the small, adorable filling in their sandwich!"
"Erm."
"What even????"
"Pav, no."
"But what about Steve?"
"Wait..."
And then they all ask, simultaneously, because her friends are all idiots.
"Who's Steve?"
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nubimera · 10 months
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Ok guys, I love all spider/dead pool/black cat-sona but
BUT
Let's consider MJ-sona for a moment, PLEASE
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spideychelleforever · 10 months
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Michelle: Hobie was so cool
Peter: Right?! That dude was so damn cool. Like I swear he’s a better Spider-Man than me.
Michelle: Uh-uh, don’t do that.
Peter: What?
Michelle: *kisses his cheek* Don’t start. You’re perfect. And that’ll never change.
Peter: That’s so… sweet… oh man.
Michelle: Hobie is great, but you’re Peter Parker of Earth-199999. And you’re mine. So there.
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pinksugarscrub · 18 days
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Hello my chicken wings with fries! A mini update on Starstruck. It's the end of the semester for me so your patience is appreciated 💜.
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(Keep going! You've got this.)
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jhilsara · 1 month
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littlemochix17 · 3 months
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Avengers
Tony stark
Steve Rogers
Bruce Banner
Thor Odinson
Vision
Clint Barton
Pietro Maximoff
Male Wanda Maximoff
Male Natasha Romanoff
Male Pepper Potts
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Villains
Bucky Barnes
Loki Laufeyson
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Spider-Man
Tom Holland
Tobey Maguire
Andrew Garfield
Miles Morales
Abnormal
Miguel O'hara
Peter B Parker
Hobie Brown
Pavitr Prabhakar
Miles Morales (Earth 42)
Male Gwen Stacy (Ghost-Spider)
Male Mary jane Watson
Male Michelle Jones Watson
Male Gwen Stacy
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punkeropercyjackson · 4 months
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Peter B is a transmasc slut in an open marriage(that MJ consented to and she's also fucking Felicia and Liz so it's equal),Miguel is aroace bipan,Gwen is too young to have interest in sleeping with someone but thinks nsfw humor is the funniest shit ever and Hobie thinks sex should be abolished
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k4katsujin · 10 months
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brainrot moment :3
imagine babysitting mayday (referring to my last post) and like hobie comes home seeing you're home wearing a new sweater and hibie is like ??? chum that's not one of my sweaters and reader would go like "yea it's Peter's, yk the man i do babysitting at, he gave it to me bc i went home late" and like that'd be the beginning of his doubts abt your feelings towards peter
+ he'd be kinda jealous and worried (big bro typa jealous)
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im thinking about that kind of sweater which would be big as hell on you bc yk height difference
(i'll try working on the fic if my mental health allows me,, big apologies for the lack of content, burnouts ain't shit im sorry ☹️)
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sorrybutthisonestaken · 6 months
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The One and Only Spider-Woman pt. 3
A/n: notice how Noa uses less Spanish in this chapter (she's still mourning😭) but anyway enjoy this little snippet, and I'm very sorry for the delay
Ghosts
Screams fill the air the closer I get to the building. Over the radio they made it seem like a minor incident, but it has definitely escalated to something more.
I land softly against the outer window of city hall, sneakily sliding in through a broken one not too far away. All the lights are out. Electric wires hang from the ceiling and send sparks everywhere. I swing myself to the center of the ceiling to get a better view of what's going on.
The sparks give me flashes of the room. There is something in the light. Is that- is that a figure? Another flash to my left this time and the same human figure is shown in the electricity. The next time one of them short circuits it remains behind.
The man materialises before my eyes out of pure energy. He launches a ball of energy my way and I barely have time to move it of its path.
"Woah you're made out of electricity?!" I Marvel, shooting a web the man's way, but it goes straight through him. He growls, disappearing from his place and appearing right next to me.
“Ok teleportation is a thing!”. I move quickly in order to not get electrocuted. I might not have the best mental health but i’m not suicidal anymore.
"Where is the powerplant!" He gruffs. His voice sounds like a mix of all the different Tik Tok voice filters mixed into one. "you won't get hurt if you tell me exactly where it is"
"Uh I'm pretty sure that's not how this works bud". I shoot a web at one of the lower hanging cables. Tugging it I am able to hit the electric man thing. That's his weakness, for now at least.
I use it to my advantage, making a type of spider web out of the available wires to trap him in. Right. Left. No fill that gap before he escapes!.
"Not so tough now are you?" I tease, standing down on the floor to admire my work. He thrashes against the rubber, trying to find a gap wide enough for him to fit through like this. He unfortunately catches something I didn't. A rip in the rubber on one of the wires. He latches onto the live wire and begins to charge. A smirk plays on his lips and it's only now that I understand my mistake.
Oh no.
An explosion as he takes out the remaining energy in the building. His haunting yellow eyes lock onto mine and he lunges he's forward. He has enough energy now to be solid, being able to properly hit me as well as send bolts of electricity at me.
He manages to get the better of me and pins me right to the floor. I squirm under him, but he's draining me. I can feel my energy begin to deplete and I panic. I no longer care about turning the tables on him, but just getting out of here alive. I try to kick and pull away, but my energy is being litterally ripped away from me. It scares me more than I have been in a long while.
Suddenly he is being pulled backwards as someone else loons over him. The visitor stands between me and Mr sparkles as I try to regain some color on my skin.
Light Headed and disoriented it takes me a minute to get to my feet again. When I do the two stranger are already locked in battle. I get a better look on the new addition to the fight and have to double take. A spider symbol displayed in the back of their denim jacket. They too look different and out of place in reality but I don't question it as they get close enough again for me to join in again.
"Where did you come from?" I question as we both continue to attack our opponent.
"Spider punk at your service mate, but you can- oh fuck-" he dodges a bolt of lightening, "you can call me Hobie".
"Spider-woman, and I asked where you came from not your name burro"
"Got some spark don't you?"
"The only spark you have to worry about is this idiot we're supposed to be fighting!"
It takes the both of us a good ten minutes to neutralise the man in a sort of capsule thing that 'Hobie' just happened to have. Both of us are soaked from having activated the sprinklers, and our masks off because we'll oxygen is a vital part of being alive.
"Now that we can actually get acquainted". Hobie sticks his hand out for me to shake, leaning casually against the red glowing enclosure as if it definitely could not break at any given moment. "Hobart brown, but as previously stated please call me Hobie”. I take his hand with an unsure chuckle and a raised eyebrow.
"Noa O'Hara" I shoot back. To this his eyes grow slightly. Unfortunately he regains his expression as fast as it had changed before.
"You don't say? I happen to know someone with a very similar name". He's joking around now and I can't help but fall into this playfully banter with him.
"Could say the same to you man. I mean you are stealing the nickname of a famous idol". I decide not to tell him anything as his expression turns confused. If he doesn’t know who Jung Hoseok is in this day and age, I won't indulge him.
His watch thing on his wrist beeps loudly bringing us both back to reality. He looks at it for only a moment before giving a deep sigh and letting his arm fall limp at his side.
"Well I best be off, but I don't see why you can't come along" he jokes. Its an invitation as he opens a hexagonal portal to the gods know where. He waits for me expectantly.
Do I want to go?. I mean the idea is very intriguing, but it may cost me more than it's worth. I live on my own now and I have other responsibilities. But something tells me to go with him. It's not my spider sense, so maybe intuition.
"You coming mate?" He asks, having watched me internally struggle for a minute. It reminds him a lot of a certain someone that makes the same face when their mental cogs are turning.
I don't say anything out loude, scared that I'll let something out that I shouldn't. Instead I nod, confirming my ticket to the other side of the portal.
Hobie smirks, swinging the red capsule over his shoulder and signalling for me to enter first. Hesitantly I take a step forward. Reaching my hand forward, I try to feel the portal thing. It changes color, going from a foreign kind of red to one that you see more commonly around this world. It's not too much of a difference but enough for me to pick it up.
"It won't bite" Hobie jokes. I send him a playful glare. His hand goes up in surrender. One step, and I find myself flying through.
The ride is exhilarating. A rush as cold wind blows against me as I wiz past blurs. Glimpses into different places that I can't reach. I seem to be in a kind of tunnel, like one of those big water slides at a pool. I slow down just in time to find my footing and step out of a similar hole in space that i originally entered.
I find myself in a kind of elevator platform thing, and by the way my curls stand straight up on their ends i can tell i am upside down. Hobie apears seconds after myself and smirks at my disorientation.
“Yeah first times can be a bit of a bugger. You’ll feel good as new by tea time” he snickers. I roll my eyes, but the prospect of not feeling like my insides are in knots makes me smile a bit.
When my head stops spinning enough, I am able to finally get a good look of the place. We seem to be in some sort of skyscraper as we ascend quickly. Capsule-like vehicles float through traffic instead of driving on the ground, but this fact allows for so much more green than i am used to seeing on a day to day basis. Everything looks so- futuristic and advanced and it makes me wonder if this place is supposed to be in the future or something.
"Better put this on?" He says handing me a sort of bracelet. I look at it for a second. It's like one of those Snapp on wristbands you would get in goodie bags as a kid.
The platform stops moving and the door opens up. I gawk at the amount of people in this huge ass room. The architecture is well made use for as the criss crossing columns are used as paths to different locations instead of just support. Variation upon Variation of the same spider symbol is displayed proudly on suites.
“What is this place?” i ask my guide. My eyes dont stop anywhere for too long, quickly getting attention caught on something else and following that for a few seconds before the cycle starts all over again.
“Welcome to the Spider society” he anounces spreading his arms out wide in welcome. He greets a few that send a hello his way but continues to march forward. I, not knowing where to go, follow him blindly.
“The what?”
“Spider society. All of us are variants of one another from different universes”
“So same character different font?”
“Something like that yeah, some of us are Peters others MJs or Gwens and so forth. But rubbish to try and memorize all the names”
My mind begins to spiral with the possibilities. I dont even notice when Hobie takes me down a more private area until it gets too dark for the rest of the place.
Rows and rows of red enclosures like the one Hobie drags with him stand before us and it makes me freeze up for a moment. Hobie notices he's lost me and sighs when he sees the expression on my face.
"I know it looks bad, but Miguel thinks it's the best way of keeping them here until we can send these tests back to their universes" he explains. But now my face is paler than before.
That is his name.
It can't be him right? No way. It's just a weird coincidence. I saw him die and there is no way papà is Spiderman in another another universe, he hated me for a while!
"You alright there?" Hobie asks. He's thinking I'm right weird but can't blame me. He doesn't like this place all that much and he hasn't been here too long and he knows what it's like to be here and discover everything for the first time.
"Yeah" I push, trying to clear my dry throat, "yeah yeah I'm fine". He doesn't buy it, but nods anyway.
He motions for me to follow him once again once he's done securing the bad guy. I do so, not really seeing what else I can do.He leads me even further down this path. It keeps getting darker and darker. We pass a spider sort of contraption that I watch take one of the red capsule and make it disappear. Curiosity takes over anxiety and I start asking questions like normal again.
My guide does his best to answer all the inquiries. I'm not disappointed when he says he's not sure. He is honest enough to tell me about his short time as part of this league so I don't mind the gaps he leaves in the answers.
"Where are we going anyways? I ask him finally. He looks at me and then back on the path. I figure he's either hiding something or worried about the same thing. I can't tell what now but hopefully I can figure it out sooner rather than later.
"To meet the boss. He'll give you a better run through this whole operation than I can" he explains easily. He doesn't seem to be lying so I trust him for now. Innocent until proven guilty right?
At the end of the hall we come to a big room with high ceilings that seems to go on forever in the dark. High above us is a platform that glows from the yellow light emitting holographic screens.
A man stands between all of them. Ha stands like a statue watching his machines. He actually looks like a looming shadow with red streaks here and there. Something familiar is about him, but i ignore it to the best of my ability.
No this does not look like that time papa told me to wait in the patroller as he went to investigate something at some corporate office. No, his stance is not papa’s ‘im done with this’ stance. And no i would definitely not mistake this strange man i definitely don't trust at the moment for my papà in a crowd.
“Oi! Miguel, got the new recruit!” Hobie calls out. Both our hearts drop a bit, although his does slightly more. He knows who i am while i am just praying to the gods above that he is not a variant of that someone.
The platform begins to lower closer to the ground. It moves to the pace of a snail and when i look to my companion he just gives me this look begging me not to say anything about it. I decide to just roll my eyes instead. It really is dumb but then again dont want to be kicked out on my first day right.
The platform comes to a stop. His back is still to the two of us. My breath still in my chest as the air grows thick. Is it just me having a hard time breathing? He turns almost dramatically towards us. He's still in the dark. A step forward. My breath hitches.
Translations:
Burro: dumby
Papà: dad
A/n: cliff hangers are the best aren't they? I feel evil writing one for you guys but I promise you'll get the next part soon! Also I genuinely thought of jhope for a second in the theaters when I went to see the movie for the first time and heard the nickname "Hobie" no joke 💀.
Pt. 3,5
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spidey-bie · 8 months
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bout to post about Mariah-Janet soon but I already know she wants to be Ansi SO BAD
She's a punk who doesn't like punk music and she told Hobie that she actually doesn't like music much at all (he was like 'that's absolutely mental wtf') but it's because she's from 78 and has NEVER heard grunge or rap before even though she'd love it like a passion if she heard it. If she heard Ansi's music shed be in AWE she'd think he's SO cool (and she doesn't even think Hobie is cool she thinks he's a dork)
Ansi rn:
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He's absolutely stone faced on the outside but on the inside he's probably crying.
Yeah the first time Hobie played his music for Ansi she was like, "Everybody's so creative 🙂." (Ansi learned that line from the arachkids and uses it whenever he dislikes something but wants to be nice.)
But Ansi would love to play her favorite mixtapes and records for Mariah.
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slutforsnow · 10 months
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@juiceofcoconut here's Koton's spidersuit🤩 (yes she got a cape specified to piss off Peter B.)
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