#disco-spider

LYLA: Oh my God, Diane! You can't just ask people what their trauma is. 🤦🏻‍♀️

Diane seeing Venom!Hobie and being so terrified she's shaking but she's saying "It's okay, I'm not afraid. you won't hurt me. you would never hurt me" cause it's still Hobie

And she tries to risk give him a hug even though she's flinching every time he moves - so she hugs Venom!Hobie cause in her head showing him love will make alright.

And she presses her head to his chest to hear his heartbeat and she tells herself that's still Hobies heart in there and she asks if he can hear her

And Venom!Hobie starts making a gutteral sound and she gets scared but doesn't pull away. But he's making this sound and she can't understand what it is until finally he croaks out the word 'Daiquri' cause that's what he calls her and she starts sobbing.

:) bye *leaves* *you hear my screaming from the next room as I exit*

😭😭😭💜💔💜 AAAAAHHHHH!!!! (<---- This is me right now omg!)

SERIOUSLY!!! Thank you for sending me this it's been playing on repeat in my mind ever since I read it!!! <3<3<3

This is SO GOOD! The ANGST!! But it's also so sweet!?! THIS IS THE KINDA STUFF I LIVE FOR!!!!

Diane reaching out despite being terrified! Trying to see past the monstrous exterior cause the guy she loves is in there somewhere!!

Venom!Hobie snarling at her as she approaches cause he doesn't recognise her at first! Yet he still lets her touch him cause something inside him tells him he can trust her!

Diane hugging Venom!Hobie!! (And him hugging her back? Almost digging his claws into her, both of them unsure if he'll hurt her at first cause the symbiote does STUFF to his brain but then she calls out to him and he recognises her!😭💜💔

Diane hearing his heartbeat slow down as she calms him down!! Him calling her by her nickname to let her know he's still there!!! Seriously I can't!!!!!!!!!!😭😭😭

ALSO! DON'T APOLOGISE FOR THIS!!!!!!! Seriously this made my day <3<3<3 The Brainrot is REAL and I'm so happy to see other people have it too!!! Like you can't imagine how happy it makes me when people talk to me about Venom!Hobie!!!!

The next day, DiscoSpider is walking towards you.

What could she want, of all things? Was she going to confront you? Was Diane going to get all pissy about someone other than her liking Hobie too?

The look on her is stern. You expect something snarky or jealous - but no.

She has a gift for you.

It's a folder of notes. About Hobie.

"I have a PowerPoint presentation too, if that makes it easier." She says. She's here to tell you everything you need to know about Hobie and being a fan of his.

You chuckle nervously.

She's explaining to you how he likes his Earl Grey. She has an annotated binder of his lyrics that she'd like to decode with you 🥺 Do you wanna join her Hobie Brown lyric-analysis-club? (please say yes)

What's your t-shirt size? She'll have to get you a band tee for you to wear to the concert. You're coming to his concert, right?

If you are, you should come a bit early. Gwen told Diane about k-pop fan chants last week and now she's written some for Hobie so please come early so you can practice the fan-chants ☺️ It'll make her very happy.

Also HERE - You should totally read these super cool, super technical anarchist political theory books! And of course we need to get you your own copy of the Anarchist Cookbook. She's dog-earred Hobies favorite passages to reference.

You are overwhelmed. Your arms are sore and full of books. This girl is crazy.

"Uhh, why are you doing this?" You ask.

"Well, you said you liked Hobie. And I like Hobie. And Hobie deserves the best fans in the world - so we have to stick together, y'know. He needs all the help he can get and deserves the best fans in the world! ☺️ Do you agree? 👀"

You nod, afraid of what she might do if you said 'No.'

"Does Hobie know you have all this?" You ask.

Diane's face goes blank. She stops and looks you in the eye.

"No." She says. "And I don't like snitches."

There's a beat of silence between the two of you. You think she's serious.

"Anyway, can't wait to see you at this week's Lyrical Analysis meeting! Bye!"

And she leaves you to your Hobie studies.

'Blue Ribbons' - PREVIEW

Pairing: [Hobie x OC] 'Spider-Punk' Hobie Brown x 'Disco-Spider' Diane Pastors Genre: Hurt/Comfort

While I'm working my tush off to complete this fic, I figured I'd give y'all a preview of DiscoPunk's comfort fic: Blue Ribbons!

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Hobie was dead asleep on Diane’s couch.

It was a pink and plush number, covered in velvet, and dwarfed by her overwhelming throw-pillow collection. The place smelled like vanilla, pecan pie, and good ‘skunk’ - Diane’s word for weed. No matter how many times Diane spontaneously redecorated, that one thing had always seemed to stay the same. It had been that way since the night he had met her.

In a way, Diane was like that too.

No matter what, she was always new - a new lip gloss, a new fragrance, a new fashion trend to try. Every day there was a new lingo to learn, and a new song to write. She was always so ‘new’, even if the two of them were living 50 years in what everyone considered ‘the past’.

But at the end of the day, she was always her. At the end of the day, she would always be Diane.

Hobie felt Diane before he saw her.

Even in his sleep, he could always tell it was her.

The feeling was unlike any other - something innate like their Spider Sense, something sweeter like affection. There was a time Hobie could never understand it, the spark at the edge of his perception, the unignorable energy that let him know she was there.

He felt it behind his eyes before they opened.

Outside her window, the ever-burning neon signs left stains of color across the carpets on her floor, hyper-saturated paint strokes in the darkness of Earth 1294.

Hobie didn’t want to be right - but felt like something was terribly wrong.

The window in the kitchen slammed open, filling the apartment with the sounds of traffic and city chaos if only for a moment. But he could only hear her. Diane’s footsteps were heavy and uneven, like she wasn’t wearing her skates. Without a doubt, he could tell she was crying.

The window slammed shut.

“Di.” Hobie called, climbing over the back of the couch to stand. “Fucking hell, are you alright-”

What he saw stopped him dead in his tracks. He had never seen her this way.

Diane stood in the doorway - Hair, hands, body, and face, covered in blood. Her eyes were wide, trained on Hobie, but looking straight through him. The image of it all was enough to make his mind go blank.

“Is that your blood?” Hobie asked.

Diane shook her head.

“Hobie, I just killed someone.”

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Disco-Spider - 1982

Diane Pastors - Earth 1294-A

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As a neurodivergent person I love this so much! (Especially the squishies - just reading the word makes me wanna start rambling about different japanese squishy brands) ____________________________________________

But here's a response from Disco-Spider!