#britishspider

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​HOBIE X READER X MILES

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​(Based of American boy by Estelle ft Kanye (!love this song!))

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​[BACKGROUND: Y/n is a spider recently jiined the S.S and in they're universe they live on Mars (the earth was destroyed) and reader has never been to America or the UK] {Basically Starwars universe is Y/ns universe}

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​"This a number one hero league" Gwen, who had been touring me, said as we finally got to the main floor.

​"Yeah, Gwen, we 'bout to get down" I comment.

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​Who the hottest in the world right now?

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​"Just touched down on Main Floor" Gwen spoke to her watch, "Headed to Miguels office now", she gestures for me to follow her, we pass spiders, giving me stares and the occiosnal wave.

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​Tell the promoter, we need more seats

​We just sold out all the floor seats

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​On the walk, Gwen told you about her dimension, and when we got there i responded with, "Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day", "We' goin' on trips already?" a deep voice spoke from the dark of the room.

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​Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA

​I really want to come kick it with you

​You'll be my American boy

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​"No sorry, just an us thing", Gwen smirked as a 6'5, dark skinned, lanky, punkish dude walked out, "Miguel, just left us, said someting 'bout showin' the newbie about?", he spoke just as another, 6', dark skinned with a small afro fade, swang down from the platform in the room, "You must be Spidergirl", he said, smiling like a dork at his irony.

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​"Weaver, actually."

(A/n)

   sitting on the windowsill (straddling, to be more precise — one of his legs was a little bit more outside the room and dangling above a lot of nothing and pavement at the end of it) remy gave a understanding nod. he must have looked like he either was watching the bug boy sleep like a creep or trying to break in and was CAUGHT mid action. which of those was it, the man didn’t have to know, but the latter was always more plausible. “is it a ..spider thing?” remy narrowed his eyes, trying to conceal the fact that he was slightly teasing, poking him with a metaphorical toothpick. 

   “y’would think so. that’s why every night before i go t’sleep i roll myself up in a plastic wrap, y’know those sticky ones, oui? in early years i had t’pay a hooker t’help me do it, ‘cause many casuals would be too weirded out.” that, of course, was a huge lie, but he had a lot of fun coming up with it as he smoothly told his tale. “so i don’t really know, i’ve never tried sleepin’ unwrapped. don’t wanna wake up somewhere in cosmos.”

*Linkin Park’s Invisible plays mysteriously in the background*

Does it count if a little under half of these are from when I played this blog as Peter Parker? No? Doing this anyway! I’m not sure why, but I’ve decided to make this a giveaway! Yaaaay! I know exactly why, I hate feeling like I’m leaving people out of follow forevers, but anyway. Here’s the catch; I’m not the best at edits and stuff- like, my icons are passable, but… I mean, my promos are awful. So, I’m gonna do the one thing I’m kinda good at. Crochet! Woo!

Da Rules

Must be following me. Sorry, pals, but that’s kinda what this whole thing is about, ya know? And please, please, don’t follow just for the giveaway and then unfollow after. Das Ro0d.

No personal blogs. I mean, you can like this, but likes aren’t gonna count. Since this is a roleplay blog, roleplay blogs are the only ones that are gonna win. Again, sorry, just the way it is.

Must be willing to give me your address and your legal name. Or, whatever name is safest for you where you live currently. And I absolutely promise that I will apologize profusely and call you your preferred name if they don’t match what I send you. Because I get that.

Like I said, likes don’t count. Reblogs do. Reblog to your little heart’s content, just don’t be a jerk to your own followers, okay? More reblogs means more chances to win.

If you live outside of the United States, please allow me more time to send your package. I will have to save up a bit to send outside the states, but I WILL send to you.

Prizes

First Place:A scarf and hat set (Negotiable if you live somewhere warm… ) in two colors. I will do Hogwarts house colors! Two marvel/other fandom buttons. A sticker thingy, probably from Walmart because why not. Who doesn’t like stickers?

Second place:A scarf (also negotiable if you live somewhere warm) in two colors. A marvel/fandom button. More stickers, because who doesn’t like stickers.

Third place:A button and stickers. Again, because I love giving people stickers. Stickers make people happy. Who doesn’t like stickers?

“Uuughh.” Bucky whined, still rolling on the soft couch and still unable to open his eyes properly. He was dead tired, okay. He just finished one of many long projects he got. He was so proud of it that he decided to sleep to spend his victory. But, nooo. This man decided that Bucky should go back to work effective immediately this early morning. Not that he blamed it to Billy, because the brunet was fully aware that this was his life as an engineer in a big company.