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fl3shm4id3n · 11 months

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Hobie brown x reader who likes to wear pastel and has a very much princess aesthetic, and all the other spiders are trying to spy on them to see if there dating

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰, 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀ ᴘᴜɴᴋ/ʜᴏʙɪᴇ ʙʀᴏᴡɴ x ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Tw: couple stuff, nosy friends.

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You were a spider woman, not just any spider woman, but the only spider woman in your universe. The thing about you was you were basically a pastel rainbow. You were pale pinks, blues, yellows, purples and every other light color, you also wore a small tiara while wearing your pastel colored suit. You stood out a lot when it came to the Spider Society Head quarters.

That's how you and Hobie met, you had just been recruited, he liked your style, he thought that it really fit you and your personality. Then you both began to date shortly. You and Hobie were basically a good due. Not only that but your group of friends began to suspect that you and Hobie were more than friends. Hobie was nice, but he was way to nice when it came to you, he was smitten by you.

One day when there was no work, you and Hobie were in the lobby, just talking to one another and whatever, not really being courteous about displaying some kind of PDA, well all you did was just hold hands and talk. What you didn't notice was the small trio watching you three from afar.

"What do you think they're talking about?" Miles asked while watching you. "I have no idea, maybe they're discussing about something important?" Gwen added. They watched as you took your tiara from your head and placed it on Hobie's head. "Look! They're totally a couple" Pavitr, added while both Miles and Gwen looked at him. "How would you know?" Miles asked his friend. "Because she doesn't let any one touch her tiara, I asked if I could try it on once and she said no" Pavitr explained, then they went back to looking at you and Hobie.

This time you were just giggling at what Hobie had said while the trio still watched you both. "Do you think that they know?" you asked while giggling, you've noticed the trio were watching you after a couple minutes. "Eh, so what if they know? I think it's time that they know that me and you are a thing." He said, while looking at your tiara in his hands, looking at the three heart shaped tiara. It wasn't a real priceless tiara but you treated it at such, it was a gift from your aunt before she passed away, no one touched it but you and now your boyfriend Hobie, who you trusted with your crown.

You then stopped for a moment and thought of something. "I got an idea" you said, getting Hobie's attention. "What you got in mind?" he asked, then you leaned over and kissed his lips, this caught him off guard but he kissed you back. Then you heard a bunch of yelling and phrases such as 'I told you so!' or just 'OHHH'. You pulled away and giggled by how the trio was jumping around and making a scene around each other. "Now they're know for sure" Hobie said while looking over at your friends.

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kur0m1sblog · 11 months

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Hey! Could i request Hobie Brown that's trying to get with fem!reader, but she's nervous because she's never been in a relationship before?

Trepidatious.

summary: Hobart is one of your best friends, he suggests and asks for you to go on little dates and go out with him sometimes (all the time). when the two of you are sitting on the Brooklyn bridge he suddenly asks why you won’t in it’s on going out with him.

characters: Hobart Brown. Jessica Drew.

warnings: cussing. intimate touching. hobie being whipped for you. a little angst.

genre: fluff. romance. angst.

reader: fem! spider! reader

REQUEST ARE OPEN!

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Hobart Brown. You’d met him about a year or two ago.. he was one of your close friends. He was always near you, never wanted to leave you alone. He had this thing for you, a romantic type thing.

The first month of knowing him he’d ask you out to go get some treats from a bakery, but you politely declined and went on your way. He looked dumbfounded you remembered. From then on, he’d get flowers for you, treats and trinkets, he’s given you many of his guitar picks. All of them are placed in a trinket holder he’d also gotten for you.

Hobie always got you stuff, he was just sweet like that.

You sat at the cafeteria, some other spiders sitting around eating there lunch, while you were playing with your salad thinking about Brown. “So when are you going to finally get with him?” Jessica asks as she pulls a chair up, and lays her hands on her belly.

You look up, a little shocked from what she’d just asked. “I’m sorry what?” Blush spread across you face as you bit down on your lip, trying not to smile from the mention of his name.

She looks up, places her hands on the table, and leans forward to continue speaking. “I said, when are you finally going to get with him? I’m tired of hearing you’re name from his mouth constantly..” You blush slightly when you hear that he mentions you to her.

You get up and throw your salad away, and walk back to her, you’re thick heels click-n-clacking onto the ground and stop once you sit back down. “How fatuous of you to ask Drew, uhh, what made you think I was going to get with him.” You giggle out and bite your lip as you realize you kind of sounded like an asshole in that moment of time. “Uh anyways, not I’m not so comfortable with getting in a relationship right now..”

She raises an eyebrow. “And why is that now? Not your type, too clingy, annoying?” She asks picking off his flaws that seem to only specify to things he shows and does to you.

You wave your hands as she continued picking at him. “Wow wow, that’s not the case at all.. Hobie is my type it’s just, I’m nervous to get into a relationship.” Opening your water bottle, you chug it down, you’re throat had gotten dry from the topic. It felt much better to feel as sense of relief and the cold liquid made its way down your throat. You wipe your chin and look back at her, hoping she knew what you meant.

Eyebrows furrowed and raised slightly, she asked what you meant. “Wait I’m sorry, what do you mean?”

You sigh and tap your nails on the polished wood surface, “Okay to get to the point, I’ve never been in a relationship. That’s all, and I’m nervous to get into one with him because I do t know how it’s supposed to play out y’know?” You say searching understanding in her dark brown eyes.

Instead your greeted with her laughing hysterically and laying her head on the table as she continues her fit. Staring at her like she looks like she nuts, she laughs her words out. “So your saying you’ve never had a relationship?! That’s impossible, your attractive like out of this world attractive?! Do you see how many spider’s follow your body until you turn and corner and head to your destination.” She says as she stops laughing, realizing you were actually telling the truth. “Oh my god, you’re not lying are you…” She says looking equally shocked as you did second before.

You blink awkwardly, silence between the both of you. “So yeah psssh, anyways I gotta go now.” You say pushing you’re chair in and running down the lobby, “See you laterrrrr~” you drag out as you turn a corner and disappear.

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After you were finally done patrolling the city with Hob you both sat atop the Brooklyn Bridge, looking at the colors that were mixed in the sunset in front of you both. You’d place your hand on the structure as you both sat on the edge. It was comfortable silence, sometimes it was just like that between the two of you. Moment later he placed his hand on yours and finally asked you the question he’s been wanting to ask you.

He looks at you, the soft wind blowing as your hair sways back and forth in the air. “Y/N, why haven’t you gone out with me..?” He said staring at your hand that was placed under his.

Taken aback you looked at him, face a little flushed from the question. “Why I haven’t gone out with you..?” You say looking at him deep into the eyes, you saw that there was something hiding in there, his emotions. He nodded.

You took a deep breath and looked down at both of you’re feet dangling off of the tall bridge. “Well… look it’s not that I don’t like you back, I do Hobie, it’s just I’ve never been in a relationship.. and I’m nervous because I don’t know how they work and look I’m sorry.” You said, a wave of guilt flew past you as you finished.

He furrowed his eyebrows, “Love, why ya’ apologizing..? It’s fine Dear…” He said looking at you, he rubbed your knuckles and squeezed your palm in the process.

You looked up, he really was the one for you wasn’t he. You liked the way he understood and layed low on the subject. You kissed his cheek, and layed your head on his shoulder, wrapping his hand around your hip and pulling you closer, and you nuzzled more into his side.

You closed your eyes and looked at the sunset, hues of of purple and pink mixing together, dancing in the sky. “Thank you, Hobart.” You whispered, the both of you spent the rest of the night there until it was time for you both to go home.

It ended with him walking you to your apartment steps, you gently kissing him on the cheek, leaving a lipstick mark on him, and waving goodbye before saying your last piece to him, “Thank you for understanding Hobart, I’ll talk to you in the morning..” Closing the door, you had a sweet smile on your face, you were happy to have him to say the least..

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notes: Thank you for requesting, I actually enjoyed making this, have a great morning/afternoon/night!

June 7, 2023

10:30am

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woofwoofwolf · 11 months

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REPUTATION

Hobie Brown x fem! Reader

Hobie masterlist: [link]

Summary: Hobie Brown has earned a reputation as one of the toughest punks around. As his new girlfriend you dont dare mess with it.

Notes: alt reader but make it pink and pastels, fem! Reader (she/her pronouns), hurt/comfort, reader has an anxiety/ panick attack, Hobie is a little clueless, new relationship, I'm neurodivergent and this is from my experiences in these settings, so can be read as an autistic reader, flip side to that, I've never actually experienced night life so it might be inaccurate,

Might still edit this lol

You tried to make yourself small in the corner of the dark and musty room. It felt as if that somehow made you stand out more. Which… It probably did… You were the only pastel soft looking thing in a sea of edgy spikes and leather, despite your attempt to tone yourself down. You were honored that Hobie had invited you to watch him play following your newly formed relationship. Last weekend, Hobie had dissipated all your insecurities with his soft kisses and raw words, but they were back full force this night.

It was obvious how respected Hobie was in his community from watching the crowd. It was overwhelming, but made sense all the same. Hobie had this amazing talent of accepting people wholeheartedly and, more importantly, knowing WHO to accept. He wouldn’t even want to give you a second of his time if you were any kind of fascist or creep. He made a great judge of character. He did his own thing, denying the leadership or icon role that would be forced upon him, but giving people hope nonetheless.

His music was…. A choice, but it set the people in the venue ablaze. You mostly loved watching him on his guitar, sweat dripping down from his arms and forehead, filling your cheeks and stomach with warmth. His voice grounded you in familiarity, a bright spot engulfed with the crowd of some scary looking people. You were sure they weren’t trying to intimidate you, Hobie had proved to you to not go by that stereotype, but their outfits were often as loud as their personalities. You weren’t much for the binge drinking that was going on and you had tiptoed away from a table of people that looked to be under the influence of something stronger. Other than that not a lot of people had bothered you.

You had come with Valerie, a female acquaintance of Hobie whom he had trusted to look after you. You could see her in the crowd keeping an eye on you, despite having urged her to pay you no mind and to go have fun. She came back to where you were any time some guy did approach you.

“Are you okay, sweetheart?” They’d ask, before being shooed away by Valerie…

Oh god.

You were being a total killjoy to these people, weren’t you? It was too embarrassing. If people found out you were here for Hobie, they’d laugh you out of the building.

At that point, Hobie’s set ended. He was brilliant, pure adrenaline radiating off of him. He jumped off the banged up stage, being celebrated and hit on the back by the crowd as he made his way through. His eyes were searching for something, for you. When your eyes met, his lit up, while your gaze plummeted down, feet cemented to the ground.

You felt his large hand on your bicep and you flinched. “Ey, what’s wrong?” He said.

Shit. You didn’t mean to make him upset.

“You not feeling good?”

You shook your head. “You didn’t drink anything suspicious, did you?”

“She didn’t drink anything all night,” came the voice of Valerie. All of a sudden you were aware of all the worried eyes directed your way. You stood out way too much.

“Oh,” He sounded disappointed, it made your stomach turn. “Did you not have fun, darling?”

That was when the full on panic set in. You didn’t want his friends to know you were dating- what would happen to Hobie if they did?

“No, it was okay.” You said in a quick, high pitched voice, big tears beginning to fall down your face without warning. “Please let me go.” You tried to break free from his touch and run away, but he caught you quickly and walked you out of the event room, through the hallways towards one of the exits. You didn’t dare struggle, but couldn’t help squirming under his gentle grip as people stared and whispered. Valerie followed you two. It was a pleasant and unusually quiet night as you stepped out onto the curb

Once you stopped walking the tears flowed freely from your face and you did nothing but hiccup out apologies. Hobie’s warm eyes watched you full with worry. “Sorry, ‘m sorry. I’ll let you go if you want, I just can’t let you leave like this, okay?” He gently rubbed your right arm, leaving you space, but you subconsciously melted into him regardless, which seemed to reassure him just as much as it reassured you.

“Hobie you idiot,” Valerie said. She was leaning against the poster covered event door to make sure nobody would follow you through that exit. “Are you okay, (y/n)?” You nodded with a sob, another apology leaving your mouth.

“What the hell happened?” Hobie asked. “Did some bloke put his hands on you?”

“No,” you croaked. “No, Val kept an eye on me.”

“You shouldn’t have brought her here in the first place, you dumb git,” Val interjected. “This obviously wasn’t her scene.”

“No- that’s not it either, I, ehm,” your eyes darted from the ground to Valerie, feeling self conscious. She dramatically sighed.

“Fine. I get it, I’ll be inside if you need me.” She put her hand on the handle before pointing at you. “But I want to see you before you leave, okay? You were my responsibility tonight and I’m not letting you leave like such a mess.” You nodded, your whole face feeling hot. “And I’m still mad at you,” she said to Hobie before diving back into the building.

When the door shut, you separated from Hobie as he petted your head, moving his thumb down to your cheek, stroking it in an attempt to dry your tears. You closed your eyes and frowned.

“God, I’m so sorry, Hobie..”

Hobie shook his head. “Shit, I’m the one who should be sorry. I was too daft to notice this wasn’t your thing.”

“No!” You took his hand and squeezed it, looking into his deep brown eyes to convey your sincerity. “That’s not it. I loved watching you, you were .. SO breathtaking. I’m so thankful you wanted me here in the first place, seriously… I’m the one who’s problem, really,”

“What are you on about?”

“I- I can’t put your name to shame like this. I’m not- punk, I’m not cool- I totally humiliated you just now, I mean with your reputation-”

He let go of your hands and shook his hands in a dismissive motion. “Woah, woah, stop right there.” He let out a nervous airy laugh. You picked at your nails as he searched for words. “...I could NOT be arsed about something like that, alright?”

“But, people respect you and-”

“Nah-ah, no buts,” He caged you between himself and the wall “If my mates respect me less for who I love, then they’re not worth shit to me- get that through your thick skull,”

You could only sniff in response, still feeling bad about the whole ordeal. You were surprised when Hobie pressed a kiss to the crown of your head and held it there.

“’m sorry I didn’t check with you more if you were cool with being here,” He whispered into your hair. “I was just so excited to have you be watching me… I’ll do better next,”

You laughed. “I’ll do better too. Promise… and It was exciting for me too,” you could feel him grin against your head.

“Well, that sure is convenient for the both of us, innit?” He let you go and you felt your anxiety lifting. “Next time, if you still want to go to a show, let's go to one together, yeah? I won’t leave you on your own.”

You nodded. “And next time I’ll disguise myself and tell people that was your crazy ex.”

Hobie snorted. “Just tell em you were pissed and no one will care. C’mon, let's get Vals permission to leave and then I’ll keep you company tonight, yeah?”

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Wait how did this turn into an hurt comfort fic? This was supposed to be a fluffy little drabble lol… I’m semi proud of this one ngl,, writing Hobie’s dialogue is HARD AS BALLS though. I tend to write very formal sounding dialogue, so a character like Hobie is difficult for me, even if he weren’t British. Plus I only know like,, old people British slang lmao. Like sure, I can google and stuff, but for example when you google slang for “happy” the word “chuffed” will come up. Like, Brits correct me if I’m wrong, but this mfer would NOT say “chuffed”?? like that sounds so old to me? (Istg if he says it in ATSV or BTSV I’m going to be so mad lol)

On that note- long shot- if someone who’s British would like to go over my dialogue sections and leave some suggestions, I would greatly appreciate it. Message me if you’re interested. Don’t feel pressured though, I love you guys all the same.

I did read this through multiple times, but not as thorough as I sometimes do. Let me know if there are any mistakes.

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your-local-simp-writers · 10 months

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Midnight Serenade

Word Count: 662

Warnings: None

Hobie Brown x Fem! Reader ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

The night was dark and heavy with fatigue as Hobie made his way home. The weight of the world, or in his case, the weight of his heroic responsibilities, bore down on him. It had been a long day of patrolling the streets and fighting crime.

As he entered the quiet sanctuary of his apartment, his eyes fell upon you, peacefully engrossed in your own world. The soft glow of the lamp illuminated your face as you lay on the bed, headphones on, lost in a realm of music and digital wonder.

Hobie, ever the blunt and stone-faced individual, couldn't help but feel a warmth in his heart at the sight of you. In that moment, he decided to shed the weight of his alter ego and embrace the simplicity of being himself.

Quickly changing into comfortable clothes, he slipped into the bed beside you. With a mischievous smile on his face, he gently pulled off your headphones, startling you from your reverie. His strong arms encircled you, drawing you close in an unexpected display of affection.

"Oi, love," he said in his charming British accent, his voice laced with a hint of playfulness. "Thought I'd join you in this late-night escapade."

You blinked in surprise, a blush tinting your cheeks at his sudden presence. His directness and stoic nature always had a way of catching you off guard, but you couldn't deny the warmth that spread through your body as he held you close.

"I... I didn't expect you to be here," you stammered, a mixture of confusion and delight in your voice.

Hobie chuckled softly, his breath tickling your ear. "Well, can't resist the company of someone as captivating as you, can I? Besides, I could use a break from all the web-slinging and crime-fighting."

You nestled against him, feeling the steady beat of his heart against your back. "I'm glad you're here. It's nice to have you by my side."

He tightened his embrace, his voice softening. "You have no idea how much I cherish these moments with you. You bring light to my darkest days."

As he began to braid your hair, his fingers gently working through the strands, you couldn't help but let out a contented sigh.

"Feels nice," you mused, your eyes closing as his touch sent tingles of warmth cascading through your scalp.

Hobie's voice held a hint of a smile. "Glad you think so. I've got a knack for this, you know? Perhaps I missed my calling as a hairstylist."

You chuckled, tilting your head slightly to give him better access. "Well, I'm glad you're using your skills on me."

The room fell into a comfortable silence as the braid took shape, the rhythm of his fingers soothing both your body and mind. With each gentle tug and twist, it felt as though he was weaving a bond between the two of you—something tangible and irreplaceable.

Once he finished, Hobie leaned back, admiring his handiwork with a small smirk. "There you go, love. Now you've got a proper crown fit for a queen."

You reached up to touch the braid, a smile gracing your lips. "Thank you, Hobie. This means a lot to me."

He gave you a tender kiss on the forehead, his voice filled with sincerity. "No need to thank me, love. Anything for you."

As you snuggled against his chest, the rhythm of his heartbeat lulling you into a peaceful state, you couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of love and contentment. In this moment, Hobie's stoic facade had crumbled, revealing the true depths of his affection for you.

Together, you drifted into a serene slumber, knowing that you were safe and loved in each other's arms. And as the night faded into dawn, the braid in your hair served as a reminder of the unbreakable bond you shared—a symbol of the quiet, heartfelt moments that made your love for each other uniquely beautiful.

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autumn-hiraeth · 10 months

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Hobie Brown being your boyfriend...

Hobie brown x reader

2nd part

just a few headcanons of our spider-punk <33

fluff, slight nsfw and angst?

Hobie loves to kiss you, no matter the place or who is around, he will take every opportunity to kiss you and devour your mouth.

"hey hun" he whispers while Miguel is explaining something important.

"mmmh.. " you look at him before you felt his soft lips on yours.

Hobie loves to hold your hand, he likes how his big hand wraps around yours, he also likes to wrap your waist with his hands or lean his head against your shoulder. Hobie only wants to feel you.

Hobie shows you off to everyone; with his friends from the gang and his friends from the spider society.

"Miles, my mate, you need to meet Y/n, she's so badass, coolest and most stylish girl of all the multiverse... you'll get along with her for sure, she has that charm"

"who's Y/n?"

"the love of his life, his better half.. Y/n is the girlfriend of my bro" Pav explains

" thought you hate labels"

" Y/n has that effect on him" Gwen whispers

Hobie follows you on all the missions 'cause he needs to take care of you. As long as he exists, no one can hurt you.

"Miss me luv?" your eyes widen in surprise to see your boyfriend swing next to you

"hobie, what are you doing here?"

"just taking care of my girl"

Hobie asks you to move into his canal boat, sadly that would not be possible, your universe needs his spider-woman, but sometimes hobie manages to convince you.

"Hobie my love, I can't stay" you whisper between kisses as your boyfriend slides his big hands under your shirt-it's actually his-

"shh luv, just lemme make ya feel better" he murmurs before sliding his hand under your panties .

In short, Hobie being your boyfriend is heavenly

'til the canon event happens.

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hobiebrownbrowser · 9 months

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🔞Hobie Brown x Bratty FEM!Reader🔞

"Yea, Whatever." The attitude you were steaming off was irking his nerves in all the right places. Every time he tried to talk you'd cut him off with a simple humph or a small groan. He didn't think it would annoy him so much until you started to ignore him.

That's where the line had been crossed, you out of all people know that small dent of patience he had was thin. If he thought of something, he wouldn't think twice about completing his goal.

That's pretty much how you became a moaning mess beside him, Your arms bound behind your back with makeshift cuffs of his spiked belt, Crying out his name as he rubs your clit with small intimate circles of his thumb.

He ignored your cries for him to go faster, Your body leaning into his touch, Your face buried into the crook of his neck as you take in his musk. His body sat on the left side of yours, A hand on your stomach as he holds you down by the skem of your waist.

His groans were right up against your ear, Your vision filled with nothing but pitch black. You were blindfolded, every caress of his long fingers making you shiver.

You didn't know what was gonna happen once he pulled away, feeling your slick drip down your inner thighs. He'd stop if he felt even an ounce of your pussy clasp around his fingers, Knowing, Acknowledging when you were a slither away from coating his fingertips in a beautiful clear white.

"U' don deserve it." You whined out of pity, The cold breeze of the air brushing over your clitoris as he spreads your legs wide, Pinning your knees against the soft comforter of your own bed. The slowness of his fingers thrusting back into you making your mind run wild.

You could feel every part, every vein that roamed his palm as he buried them deeper, his lips sucking your clitoris so deliciously well, The brush of his tongue probing your slit until he'd pushed his body forward.

Your legs pushed up to your chest as he commands you to keep them there, kissing your inner thigh before continuing the brink of your punishment. He was so sweet, yet the pace of his fingers were a deadly addiction. Your body trembling in his grasp as he slaps your clit harshly.

The sound of your slick hitting your sensitive ears as he licks up your arousal with his tongue, putting pressure on your clitoris as he pulls out his fingers once again.

"Obie... please! Fuck!" All you heard was an amusing hum, The bed weighing down on the sides of your head as he hosts himself above you, The tip of his cock aching out the sluttest moan you've ever heard come out of your throat.

You grind your hips, drinking up the small friction of his cock pulsating between your legs. You begged for the blindfold to come off, Your teary eyes adjusting to the dimly lit room as he tosses the thin fabric away, His half-lidded eyes staring from above.

He kisses your cheek, his palms resting on your knees as he slowly pushes the tip of his cock inside of you. A silent groan abrupting from his throat as he feels you tighten around him.

He bucked his hips, his tip kissing your walls so delicately before he slowly pulled back out, the feeling of his veins sending wonders through your body as he pushes himself back inside, Taunting your orgasm further.

"Be a good lush f' me, Such a good fuckin' girl." His praises didn't go unnoticed, his voice continuing to ring in your head as you cum all over his slick coated cock, adding more of your juices as you wail out his name.

His pace rushed a shock up your spine with every plunge of his cock, Your vision seeing stars as he overstimulates your swollen clit, Sweat beading down your collarbone, your head falling back onto the silk sheets of your pillows.

He pressed a kiss on your lips, The rhythm of his cock pulsating inside of you, pushing you past a second orgasm, Your moans syncing in harmony.

The bed creaked below you with the force of his pelvis making contact with your inner thighs, His soothing groans becoming staggered the more his balls made contact with the flush of your ass.

His name repeated from your lips as he decorated your insides full of his cum, His eyes fluttering closed as he pulls out, Painting your stomach with his clear seed before slapping your dripping cunt, leaving you tied as he admires your tired figure.

He lined the tip of his cock with your entrance, pushing himself back inside of you as he gives you a tired grin.

"A lil' slut for me, huh? Tightenin' round my cock like the lil' whore you are." He lazily grinded his hips, Your head in the clouds as his pace quickens. His fingers gripped your chin, making you look up at him.

"You're such a' fuckin brat." You only whimpered in response, to fucked out to respond with even a snarky remark. He smiled at that, His focus elsewhere as his eyes lowered down at your swollen cunt.

It was flushed with the taint of a cherry red, Your slick caked on his lower body, making his thighs smooth as silk.

He dug his fingers into the curves of your hips, The serenity of pleasure choking you as you scream out his name, The base of his cock disappearing inside of you as he harshly abuses your gummy walls with rough thrusts, Your vision blurry with strained tears.

That white ring at the base of his cock was captivating, his determination to irk a third orgasm out of you. His hips snapped forward, Watching as he'd completed his mission, your juices coating his abdomen.

Your body was completely limp as he pulls himself out of you, abandoning your insides with vast emptiness before untying your bound hands. You let out an exhausted whine, The sound of defeat emitting from your lips as you cuddle his body, annoyed how he'd won so easily.

"You los' dollface." You mimicked his words, your arms around his waist as you pouted your lips, Hobie chuckled, Placing a kiss on your sweaty forehead.

He got up and ran a bath for the both of you, Grabbing some juice from your mini fridge, making you drink it to soothe your throat. You puffed out your cheeks, willingly taking the beverage before letting him carry you to the tub, that same shit eating grin still plastered on his face.

"Luv ya' too doll."

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katsumiiii · 11 months

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hobie x fem! reader

thinking of hobie brown rn…!

hobie who knows you love the height difference between you two and uses it to his advantage. is constantly angling his head upwards, which causes him to purposely peer down at you through his thick eyelashes. you always get flustered each time he narrows his eyes and tilts his chin, and him being the ever so perceptive spider he is, takes notice of your heated cheeks and continues to do so.

whenever he’s near a doorway or a thick frame he lovesss to lay a palm on the top of it, trapping your body beneath his as you ramble on about whatever it is you’re rambling about. he makes sure to nod along while effectively moving a hand towards your plush waist, bringing your figure flush against his own. he plays with the seam of your shirt, and urges you to keep going when you stutter from the sudden change in position.

hobie who loves to annoy you with his British slang. it’s not necessarily because he uses it often that irks you, it’s the fact that you have no idea what he’s saying and he never makes an effort to help you understand. (he actually finds it amusing each time you attempt to guess what he means and is completely off base every single time).

“babe, I’d love ta get ya that shirt you’ve been beggin’ for, but I’m skint right now. try me next week, yeah?” he hummed, kicking his feet up on the railing next to your bed.

“skint? I feel like you’ve used that one before..” you muttered, huffing in irritation by the smug look on hobie’s face, his lips quirked in amusement.

“told ya what it meant last week. thought ya said you could ‘se context clues?”

“whatever bee, maybe you should speak english.”

“‘aint that what ‘m doin’?”

hobie who always has a blunt neatly rolled on his dresser, his ash tray placed gently to the left of it. he often smoked before running off to whatever it is he did when he wasn’t home (he was very unpredictable as he switched it up weekly to “fuck up consistency” whatever the hell that meant).

hobie inhaled gingerly before tilting his head towards his peeling painted ceiling, his fingers lingered tightly on the wood before lifting it to your lips, “want a go?”

you shook your head, nuzzling further into his shoulder, “mhm no, too tired.” hobie chuckled before greedily puffing the joint, shuttering at the burning feeling it left.

“suit yourself love, more for me.”

hobie who you introduce differently to your friends each time you bring him up. one day he’s your boyfriend, the next he’s your significant other, and the next he’s your ‘close friend’. they always question the constant switch ups, but you don’t ever seem to mind. you know where you stand with the man, and to him that’s all that matters.

“so what’s up with you and…..” your friend trailed off, stirring the ice in her drink.

“hobie?” you questioned.

“yeah him, so is he your boyfriend or what?”

“it’s complicated, he hates labels, makes him feel confined.” you replied, shrugging your shoulders as you lay your head on your palm.

“that doesn’t bother you? is he like scared of commitment or something?”

you scoff, lightly shaking your head, “no, he just doesn’t want to contribute to the system.” you answered bluntly, taking another sip of your lemonade.

“the system?” your friend asked, eyebrow raised at the quip.

“nevermind, don’t worry about it.”

hobie who subtly brags about you to his people. loves to show you off, and has no problem admitting he does.

“yeah bruv, my girl jus’ got into her dream fuckin’ college. been workin’ hard for that shit all year, man.” hobie boasted, pushing his hands out in order to bounce off the wall next to him.

“oh my goodness how wonderful! when do we get to meet this companion of yours?” pavitr questioned, flinging his body upwards to keep up with the male to his right.

“eh, don’t know yet, when I feel like it, yeah?”

all in all hobie is so cute and I literally am in love with him!!

#hobie brown x reader #spider punk x reader #hobie x reader #atsv x reader #atsv hobie #literally loml #also obsessed with smoker hobie #don’t mind if I got the British slang a little wrong #I literally looked up popular British slang and ran with it 💀#so bare with me there 🤞🏾#hobie brainrot !#fem reader !!!!

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slut4sugu · 9 months

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BRO i cannot stop thinking about how hobie would most definitely be into dry humping/grinding through clothes.

LIKE JUST IMAGINE; the smell of cigarettes in the air as an rnb song played lowly in the background, your room lit by magenta led lights. The feeling of hobies large hands, squeezing the fat of your ass encouraging you to grind further on his bulge. That came about from finding out you had a tongue piercing, which turned hobie on immediately causing a makeout session to occur, the feeling of his tongue slipping inside of your mouth turning you on. A wet patch on your panties forming as your boyfriend started to get handsy. Which led to the predicament you both are in now. Grinding, moaning and groaning into each others mouths. Kisses messy and hungry as your mind went blank with pleasure. The feeling of your cunt grinding against his girth through his sweatpants causing you to moan louder than you should, which earned a smirk from hobie. “Don’t try n hide it doll I can feel you throbbing.” You hid your face in his neck, letting out a moan in surprise as you felt his hands drift up from your ass and to your waist, pulling you now in a back n forth motion to grind your sex harder on his bulge. “Fuck- shut up dumbass.” The groan that hobie let out from feeling your cunt made you clench around nothing tightly as you bit down slightly on his neck. Unintentionally causing hobies dick to twitch in sweats, which you felt. Causing you to giggle, “You’re kinky as hell aren’t you hobes? Didn’t know you were into biting.” You teased, purposely whispering seductively in his ear, a long drag of your hips making your eyes roll back. Your clit beginning to throb and your breath began to grow ragged despite your teasing. “You’re just as bad as me luv, twitchin so much and your not even on my dick. Who’s the slut now hm?”

Bonus <3

Loves seeing your face when you cum bro, if you’re not facing him in a mirror, looking at the monster stuffing you so full <3

DEFINITELY GUIDES YOU THROUGH IT (bro I’m thinking abt making a nsfw alphabet for him n noir.)

Smokes while fucking you and blows the smoke into your mouth its so hot omg

LOVES CHOKING (honestly loves when you ride him and your hands find they’re way around his neck.)

After care king, yall be watching horror movies afterwards (sometimes it ends up as him still being horny and he has you sit on his face </3)

Back to masterlist <3

#🌸. 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍 𝐁𝐘 𝐊𝐀𝐌 #atsv fluff #atsv x you #atsv x black reader #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown thirst #hobie brown x fem!reader #hobie brown imagine #hobie brown x you #atsv smut #atsv hobie #hobie brown x black!reader #hobie brown smut #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown spider punk #atsv imagines

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bruisedboys · 11 months

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looking after hobie brown with a split lip and an almost black eye and he won’t stop touching you. it’s extremely distracting and you’d tell him so but you’d hate to see the look on his face when you admit he’s flustering you. so you let him be and scrub at the stream of blood trailing from his lip to his chin. you shuffle up his lap (yeah, you’re in his lap, and what about it? he was the one who put you here. he hadn’t given you much of a choice. insisted it was easier to reach and pulled you into him before you could protest) to get a better angle and his fingers press harder into your hips, his grip on you tightening as he tugs you up his lap, somewhat helpfully. you try to ignore the way it makes you feel. the way you’re now practically chest to chest and he can probably hear your heartbeat, it’s so damn loud.

and then, the very tips of his fingers dip underneath the hem of your shirt and brush your warm skin, and you decide you just can’t take it anymore.

“hobie,” you chide, soft and entirely too flustered.

“what?” he says back, dripping with ignorance, and you’d think he was genuinely clueless if you didn’t know him so well. he pushes his hand further up your back, his rough calloused fingers practically burning a mark on your already hot skin.

“quit it”, you say, though you don’t sound very convincing at all.

“quit what, babe?” hobie presses his palm to the small of your back, forcing you ever so closer. you gasp, pressed up against him, your hands braced on his shoulders, but he only smirks knowingly. “m’only helping you out.”

#guys idk if I’m getting his character right can you please tell me if I am #I’d hate to get his character wrong like that’s so embarrassing #★ mal writes!#ღ hobie #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x fem!reader #hobie brown x gn!reader #hobie brown drabble #hobie brown blurb #hobie brown fluff #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman: across the spiderverse #spiderpunk #spiderpunk x reader #spider punk

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fl3shm4id3n · 11 months

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Wₐᵢₜ… yₒᵤ'ᵣₑ dₐₜᵢₙg?!

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐫. 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀ ᴘᴜɴᴋ/ʜᴏʙɪᴇ ʙʀᴏᴡɴ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀ ɢᴏᴛʜ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Tw: Couple stuff, kissing, lipstick stains, Pavitr being Pavitr.

A/N: Sorry that it's something short, I couldn't squeeze out much. hc here

Masterlist

You and Hobie were in your universe, just hanging out on the rooftop of your building. You both had on your spider suit on, just in case Miguel decided to call you in for whatever reason. So far the night was chill, no trouble had seemed to be going on. Then you had the idea to start kissing out of the blue. You and Hobie weren't a huge fan of PDA, but when you and him were alone, you were all affectionate to one another.

While you were eating each other's faces, was when you received the call. The kissing stopped, much to your enjoyment. You got your masks and other things then headed to headquarters, still semi upset that your kissing was interrupted.

Once you went into the portal and were in the elevator, someone else had come in through another portal. It was Pavitr, yours and Hobie's friend. "Hey guys!" he said all cheery and happily, like usual. "Hey Pav" you gave him a small wave. Then he stopped and got a close look between you and Hobie. "You okay Man?" Hobie asked his friend.

Then out of nowhere Pavitr just gasped dramatically. "When were you going to tell me that you two were a couple!" he asked, then you and Hobie looked at on another, then your eyes went wide and began to giggle a bit. "What? Is there something on me?" your boyfriend asked, then you got your small mirror which you carried, then handed it to him. "You tell me" you said, as Hobie took the small compact mirror and looked at himself.

There it was, black lipstick smeared around his lips, he also noticed how your black lips were semi messy than normal. "I thought you were wearing that lipsticks that never smears" he said, making you laugh a bit "I thought I was... my bad" you still giggling. "Never mind that! Why didn't you tell me you were dating?! I knew something was up between you and Hobie!" Pavitr accused you. "Sorry, we're not the type to you around yelling at everyone that we're together" you mentioned.

"I feel betrayed in a way" Pavitr added, sounding sad, but quickly changed his attitude. "I'm so happy for you, you're both made for one another!" he said happily towards you and Hobie. "Don't go running around telling everyone about us" Hobie said while trying to get the black lipstick off his lips. "Trust me, I know how to keep a secret" Pavitr said sounding a bit suspiciously.

#spider punk x reader #spider punk x you #spider punk x y/n #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown x fem reader #hobie brown x goth reader #hobie brown x spider woman reader #hobie brown fic #hobie brown x spider goth reader #female reader #female y/n #goth reader #goth y/n #spider woman reader #spider woman y/n #aphrodite's writing #aphrodite's fics

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pearlsinmyhair · 10 months

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⋆hobie loves his angel.⋆

-fem!reader. slight nsfw. mdni.-

she scoffs when he calls her that, of course. “how can i be something holy?” she asked in jest when he called her by the name one night. “it ain’t about bein’ holy.” he had said as he wrapped his arms around her. “it’s about being worshipped.”

because she should be. by god, she should be. he wasn’t religious, but her? she made him understand why people wear crosses and carry images of saints in their pockets. of course, those same people would probably drop a bucket of holy water on his head if they knew what he thought about his angel.

like when she was walking around the room in that short little tennis skirt. or when she wore only her white lace bralette in his apartment. or when she hummed a tune. or when she looked up at him as she sucked him off. or when he pushed her back into an arch while he fucked into her from behind, her shoulder blades pushing up like angel wings. or how she sang his name like a hymn.

oh, there was a special place in hell for him, that’s for sure.

but like any institution, hobie scoffed at organized religion and said fuck off to their ideas of virtue and purity. his angel was beautiful, a work of art, worthy of all adoration. she didn’t need to be “clean” to be one.

so he pressed the word against her every chance he got. kissed into the skin of her thigh. murmured into the nape of her neck. tucked into the palm of her hand.

angel. angel. angel.

‘cause she was his angel, and he was her devoted sinner.

~just some thoughts that have been plaguing me~

want to see more of my writing on hobie or my other projects? click here!

#hobie my beloved #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown atsv #hobie brown x fem!reader #hobie brown #hobie x reader #i don’t know guys he does something to me

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your-local-simp-writers · 10 months

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Embracing Chaos

Word Count: 852

Warnings: None

Hobie Brown x Fem! Deadeadpool Reader ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ Spider Punk, also known as Hobie Brown in Earth-138, swung through the city, his movements precise and focused. Amidst his crime-fighting duties, a tumultuous feeling had stirred within his heart—a crush on none other than you, the fierce and unpredictable super-antihero Deadpool of Earth-138.

Navigating his emotions was unfamiliar territory for Spider Punk. Known for his blunt and stone-faced demeanor, always keeping his emotions tightly in check, he couldn't deny the magnetic pull he felt towards you—a force of chaos and unpredictability that drew him like a moth to a flame.

One evening, as Spider Punk swung through the city, he spotted you perched on a rooftop, your red and black suit radiating an aura of danger. Determined to confront his feelings head-on, he landed beside you, his face stoic and his gaze unwavering.

"Deadpool," he addressed, his voice steady but lacking his usual playful banter.

You turned to face him, a wicked grin spreading across your face. "Spider Punk, what's the matter? Can't resist the allure of chaos?"

Spider Punk paused for a moment, searching for the right words. "Your chaotic nature, your unapologetic embrace of darkness... It captivates me."

Your eyes gleamed with mischief, and you leaned in closer. "So, you're crushing on the super-antihero, huh? How adorable."

Spider Punk's expression remained unyielding, but a spark of determination shone in his eyes. "Adorable or not, I can't deny the connection I feel. You're a force to be reckoned with, Deadpool."

You chuckled, the sound filled with a hint of danger. "Well, Spider Punk, if you think you can handle the chaos that comes with being near me, then let's see where this goes."

Spider Punk's lips quirked in a half-smile, his eyes locked onto yours. "I'm not one to shy away from chaos. Together, we can navigate the unpredictable and find a balance between our worlds."

You tilted your head, studying him intently. "Just remember, Spider Punk, that I'm not your typical hero. I walk a fine line between good and bad, and I won't hold back."

Spider Punk's gaze remained steady, his resolve unbroken. "I understand. I'm drawn to the complexity of who you are, Deadpool. Let's face the chaos together."

In that moment, an unspoken understanding passed between them—a shared recognition of the uncharted path they were about to embark on. Hand in hand, they embraced the chaos that lay ahead.

The city became their playground, a canvas upon which their unique brand of justice and anarchy unfolded. Spider Punk and Deadpool, a duo of contrasting energies, brought a whirlwind of change to the city's underbelly, challenging the status quo and embracing the freedom of their unorthodox partnership.

As they fought side by side, their banter filled the air, a blend of wit and reckless abandon. Through each victory and setback, they discovered new layers to their connection, finding solace and strength in their shared understanding.

Spider Punk, with his stoic demeanor, found himself loosening up in Deadpool's presence. And Deadpool, with her untamed spirit, found a calming presence in Spider Punk's steady support.

Together, they danced through the chaos, leaving their mark on the city and on each other's hearts. In the midst of their super-antiheroic adventures, they found a sanctuary—a bond that transcended the boundaries of good and evil, a love that thrived amidst the tumultuous dance of darkness and light.

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moralesluvr · 10 months

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hiiiii can i pls request something where the reader accidentally sends hobie her lingerie pics? or her bikini pics? look at claudia tihan’s instagram pics for what i’m saying. thank you <33

OOPS, WRONG PERSON! | h. brown.

“no…doesn’t look right.” you sucked your teeth with a frown, picking apart the images you just took of yourself, clicking delete hastily with a sigh. you wanted to like the photo, but the way you were posing wasn’t really to your liking, and you were trying hard to feel confident in the brand new lingerie you had just bought.

you had went out with your girlfriends, browsing throughout the mall as you blew your recent paycheck on clothes and makeup, your knowledge of the repercussions being ignored as you swiftly swiped your card for whatever items your heart desired. it was ecstasy to you, buying things that you actually liked, and you were really starting to crack out of your comfort zone when you found a beautiful lingerie set from victoria’s secret. it was accented with pretty white trimmings, little pink ribbons on the top, the panties silky and comfortable. you purchased the set with no regrets, walking out of that mall with a dirty smile wiped on your face.

posing in front of the mirror now was your biggest challenge. every way your body turned didn’t seem to look right to you, and your frustration started to grow inside of you until an idea sparked in your head.

you dropped to your calves and sat back onto your thighs, hips twisting to the left slightly as you flipped your hair to the side, pouted into the mirror and clicking the photo button.

the picture came out adorable, so you decided to press send to one of your girlfriends so they could see how it looked on you, and that’s when your eyes widened.

sent to my brit boyfriend 🤍.

you gasped, rapidly clicking the message in an attempt to delete it.

you and your lovely boyfriend had only been together a month. it wasn’t that you weren’t comfortable with him seeing you like this, but it was all so soon, and it wasn’t even on purpose. but it was too late, your frantic tapping was deemed useless when you saw that he had read the message, and now he was typing.

he quickly typed back, and your eyes gleamed with embarrassment as you texted him.

my brit boyfriend 🤍; Love, did you mean to send that to me?

you: i’m so sorry hobie….i didn’t mean to send you that, i was trying to send it to one of my girlfriends. you can ignore it.

my brit boyfriend 🤍; You want me to ignore it? I’ll delete it if you didn’t want me to see it, it’s no problem darlin

you: no no, you can keep it if you like it…i don’t mind…i just didn’t mean to send it ugh this is embarrassing

my brit boyfriend 🤍; You look gorgeous..wasn’t gonna say nothin because I didn’t know if you wanted me to, but you look good as shit

you: ☺️ are you serious?? i just bought it & and i didn’t know if it looked nice…

my brit boyfriend 🤍; Thinkin’ it’ll look better on the floor but that’s jus my opinion

you: HOBIE.

my brit boyfriend 🤍; You asked for my opinion and I gave it to ya love, is there a problem?

you: no problem handsome… come over?

my brit boyfriend 🤍; On my way.

#spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman: across the spiderverse #hobie spiderverse #astv hobie #hobie brown x black!reader #hobie brown blurb #hobie brown x you #hobie brown drabble #hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader #hobie x y/n #hobie brown fluff #hobie brown x fem!reader #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown smut #hobie brown x female reader

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