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spiderlyla · 9 months

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im on my period and im having a miguel brain rot so you guys bear with me—

but can you imagine how tender miguel would be during your period?

like i imagine he'd be home for however long it lasts just so he could assist you

first two days are the worse and he knows that full well, so he does everything in his power to make you feel like you don't need anything

sanitary products? all accessible in one place and in your feild of vision so you don't have to think too much while trying to find them

snacks? he bought all of your favourites, put them all on a big bowl beside your bed for you to munch on while watching that silly spanish soap opera on your laptop to distract yourself

anything else you might need? he has it all covered.

hes much more softer when he sees you bent over in pain, too stubborn to listen to him. he just wants to make you feel better

"nena, come on, I heated this up for you, it'll make you feel better." he'd be offering a heated pad, but you'd shake your head, squirming in place. "I promise you'll feel better, hermosa, don't you trust me?" his kind tone would make you give in just a few minutes later.

when the heating pad was no longer doing anything, you'd guide his hands to your lower stomach and he'd keep them there. his hands are always warm and the feeling of his skin soothed the cramps for a bit

once you feel okay enough, you'd tell him to lay beside you and he complies without second thought, wrapping your figure in his big arms and pulling you close to his chest, the sound of his heartbeat and those gentle soothing words of his lulling you to sleep that was so rudely intruppted by your cramps earlier this morning

"you're so pretty, mi sol", "mm, pobrecita, you're clinging to me really hard, feeling comfortable?" , "duérmete, amor, estaré aquí cuando despiertes. ¿vale?" [go to sleep, love, ill be here when you wake up, okay?]

and you bet your ass he's going to be there, playing with your hair or massaging your abdomen gently.

and when you start ovulating? he's for sure going to be home for it too

but this time, it's less for you, and more for him.

tell me if you guys want a part 2🤭

#miguel o hara smut #miguel o hara x reader #astv #spiderman 2099 x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #spider man atsv #spiderman into the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara #miguel o hara #atsv miguel #miguel o’hara smut #miguel o'hara smut #miguel x you #i’m ovulating #miguel brainrot #miguel spiderverse #miguel spiderman #miguel x reader

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lotte-s-web · 2 months

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Hobie who fucks you to his own songs, and sex isn’t all soft and lovely when kick-ass British-hardcore punk music plays in the background.

— SAMO 🎸🥀⁉️

samo babe youre trying to kill me this is the first thing i saw when i got home😭😭 youre so right tho i HAD to write a thing

💿✩ ❝record ❞ hobie brown x gn!reader ✩💿

₊˚⭑ warnings: penetrative sex, teasing, hobie records reader's voice, overstimulation (i think?)

God knows how long it’s been since his record started playing, but all you know is that he’s been wrecking you for more than 3 orgasms. You’re shaking, hands uselessly gripping at the sheets as if it’d tether your mind to your body, as if you could do anything against the unrelenting pace of his hips. Your cheeks are damp with overstimulated tears, your voice raspy from all the noise you’ve been making.

But noise doesn’t matter when his music is so loud, blasting from all angles of the room and drowning out even the loudest of your moans. It drowns out the loud clapping noise your bodies make as his hips meet your ass, over, and over and over again, following the ever-changing rhythm of each of his band’s songs. The combination of the aggressive music blasting in your ears and his length making space within your body making you dizzy with pleasure.

Hobie groans from behind you, his lean frame fucking into you from the back as he keeps his hand on your hips to pull you back against him with each thrust. His other hand is pushing down on your back, forcing you to arch for him, holding you down despite the way you writhe under him and making you take each thrust into you.

His skin is covered in a light sheen of sweat, making his dark skin glisten in the dim lighting as if he was some god of the night. And with the way he was keeping you on the boundary between pain and pleasure tonight, it certainly felt like he was.

He’s panting, groaning, and moaning above you, the rough and guttural sounds blending in with his song in a symphony that makes you clamp around him, your lust-addled mind soaking in his pleasure. His hips follow the aggressive beat of the drums, grating and angry guitar riffs pumping his veins with adrenaline and the energy to keep driving into you. His eyes zero on the way your greedy hole swallows in his cock as if it wasn’t enough, as if you hadn’t been complaining just a few minutes ago about it being too much.

A new song plays, something even faster, even angrier. “Fuckin’ hell,” he grunts above you, stilling his pace to listen to the first few beats of this new song. The sudden stop gives you air to breathe, giving you time to gasp for air and thank whatever higher power there was for the much-needed break. Your face falls into his pillow, your body exhausted.

It’s just as sudden when he starts to move again, his hips pulling back and pushing back in, full force in one swift motion that makes you jolt, making you choke on your breath. The motion is repeated again, and again, and again in another swift rhythm that has you falling apart on his cock. It makes you whine into his pillow, trying to retreat from him in any way you could.

He clicks his tongue at that, disapproving, making his thrusts harder, making you moan louder. He removes his hand from your back to hold your cheeks in a firm grip, pulling your weakened body up flush against his chest. His mouth is right up in your ear as he continues his brutal pace, his fingers digging into the flesh on your hip and leaving purpling marks where they lay as he runs filth into your ear about how good he knows you sound. You can barely hear your own moans but his words ring loud and clear within the foggy state of pleasure he’s got you in.

“Wanna hear ya sing dove,” he groans into your ear, emphasizing each word with a thrust that hits right up against that gummy ridge that makes your eyes roll back and your mouth fall slack. He rests chin resting on the junction of your neck and shoulder, moaning into your skin as he starts to ramble in your ear. “Gonna— F–Fuck— gonna use i’ as yer audition tape, yeah? Mmmph— wanna show the band how fuckin’ pretty ya sound when y’re all fucked ou’ f’me.”

You keen at the idea, getting his blood pumping hot through his body downwards to where he’s sheathed inside you, his grip on you tightening with every little noise that blends with his song. That’s when it hits him: an idea, a brilliant one.

The hand on your hip moves away to scramble for something on the nightstand, your body trembling against his as he finds his tape recorder amidst the mess on the small table. He sets the device down underneath you and clicks a button, the cassette starting to roll just as he starts to move again, your whines and cries of pleasure all caught by his tape. You barely notice in your haze, too cockdrunk to even consider any resignations to the idea of you being recorded.

He hears your breath hitch at the idea of being recorded, your voice softly crying out his name in complaint. He chuckles, kisses your cheek then continues pumping up into you, murmuring into your ear, “who knows, hm? Migh’ even get ya on the next track li’ thi’.”

a/n: ik his accent here is shit guys MY BAD IM SORRY aghh its so hard to write it shfbdsh

๋࣭ ⭑ tag/s: @eyesxxyou, @s4mo-is-dead

#lotte's fics #lotte's inbox fics #spiderman #spider punk #spider man: across the spider verse #across the spiderverse #hobie brown #atsv hobie #atsv hobie smut #astv hobie smut #astv hobie #hobie x reader #hobie brainrot #hobie smut #hobie brown smut #hobie brown x gn!reader #hobie brown fic

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havocskies · 3 months

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my roman empire is when i saw a hc on here that hobie has a FETISH for white girls. excuse me ?? pardon ?? keep him away from me then the fuck 🙁 what makes u think hobie wouldn’t be for ALL the girls n guys

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purplifield · 8 months

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Thinking about how Hobie would love to fuck you in public. Okay, maybe not too public because he cares about kids and self-image, but if it’s hidden with a risk that someone will see you, quickie it is.

His mates have seen you naked, since you have sat on his dick during multiple smoke sessions before and after concerts. There were some drama stirred up when fans saw Hobie railing you in an alleyway or some dark corner of the venue. Oh your parents are visiting/ you two are visiting parents? He won’t even lock the door unless you do it. Oh? You’re walking around town when it’s 2am? Bet you will suck him off somewhere. It’s insane how he will talk to you during it, saying shit like “What if someone will see how much of a slut you are”; “Aren’t you embarrassed to moan like that in front of my mates?”; “Tryna get into a picture like last week’s article, Hm?”

#hobie smut #atsv smut #hobie brown #hobie brown smut #atsv #spider punk #spiderman #spiderman smut #hobie x y/n #hobie spiderverse #astv hobie #hobie x you #hobie x reader #hobie brainrot

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char-chats · 6 months

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Imagine, your spidie senses make everything more sensitive during sex. And when it comes to Hobie was almost the same. When he thrusted deep into you, those wet sloppy sounds of his cock pluging in and out of you at a fast pace made him more horny. And when Hobie gets close to cumming your spidie senses go off making your head throw back in pleasure, because it feels like everything is ten times more sensitive. It feels like any slight touch Hobie give you it feels like your on the edge. Everytime Hobie hits the right spot so good it feels like your in heaven. Not only does it make your body much more sensitive, it makes you grip onto you and cry and moan out loudly as you can't speak nor think of coherent sentences The only thing that comes out are crys of pleasure and babbling nonsense and Hobie loves it.

#x reader #hobie x y/n #hobie x you #hobie spiderverse #atsv hobie #hobie x reader #hobie brown #astv hobie #hobie brainrot #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown x female reader

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killustrations · 9 months

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hes makin a grwm

#astv hobie #spider punk #hobie brown #spiderman atsv #digital illustration #artists on tumblr #hobie fanart #hobie my beloved #hobie spiderverse #spiderverse fanart #spiderverse brainrot

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froggyteehee · 4 days

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Just thinking about Musicteacher!Hobie. Your classes are right next to each other so you visit during your conference periods. The kids absolutely adore him and his punk attire (you've definitely heard some kids ship you two together). He's genuinely a good teacher even if he breaks the rules every day. Dress code, swearing, sex at work.

He honestly can't help it. Whenever he pops in to grab something from you, he always sees you teaching in that pretty outfit he knows you picked out for him. The kids always look so attentive to whatever you're teaching. Of course he's gonna get hard from seeing you.

Luckily, both of your conference periods line up. So, on some risky days, you'll find yourself sitting on Mr. Brown's lap with his thick and veiny cock pounding into your cunt. One hand would be holding your thighs open and the other would be over your mouth, trying to muffle your moans. His head would be buried against your neck to hide his own moans and groans. The hand holding your thighs would snake itself to your clit and rub tight circles until your eyes are rolling back and you're squirting everywhere.

Not long after, Hobie would unload into the latex blocking him from your fluttering walls. You guys would sit there for a few minutes before moving to try and clean up the mess you made and put your clothes back on. After another few minutes, the bell would ring and students in the halls would see you leaving Mr. Brown's class with very unsteady legs. And Mr. Brown seemed to be in a very good mood for the rest of the day...

#atsv #across the spiderverse #hobie brown x reader #atsv hobie #hobie brown #hobie brown smut #hobie smut #hobie spiderverse #astv hobie #hobie brainrot #hobie x reader smut

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sweetiewrites · 8 months

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𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨 !

𝙎𝙔𝙉𝙊𝙋𝙎𝙄𝙎: just a collection of dating hobie headcanons !!

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂: mostly just fluff !!! gender neutral reader !!! random headcanons that have no literally no evidence !!! not a very good flow with these headcanons,, just super random .･ﾟﾟ･(／ω＼)･ﾟﾟ･.

𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙍𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀: you know what? i accept it. i cultivated an audience of hobie brown simps and i am okay with that. i have so many hobie dating headcanons if y'all want more

❥ first of all, i reject the idea that hobie hates labels to the point where he wouldn't be exclusive with you. he wouldn't necessarily call you his girl/boyfriend, but partner would be a regular word in his vocabular

❥ hobie wouldn't be thrilled to get married or to have kids, but he's slightly open to the idea of marriage because of all the legal benefits especially because he does not have a legal family

❥ there is concept art of hobie having a houseboat so now i subscribe to hobie with a houseboat theory. this man has a houseboat that he found from a junk yard that he fixed up all on his own. while he would be happy to add onto the houseboat he would be a little sad to move because he spent so much time fixing it up

❥ living with him you'll find out that he is never in silence. he always has music playing or he's always humming, you just have to get used to it. even when he's going to bed he likes to listen to the radio

❥ speaking of listening to the radio, while hobie has the means to make his own phone he just doesn't have one. he would make one if you wanted him to but more than likely he's stealing your phone to watch youtube at night or learning to diy something

❥ all of hobie's gifts are handmade ! he's punk ! he avoids buying things like the plague. everything in his cute little houseboat is handmade, second hand or bought from a super small business', but all of his gifts for you are handmade

❥ listen i say this all the time, but hobie is so handy, like super handy. almost all his appliances are hand made. he goes into every single project with the confidence of a genius (because he is). you want a tablet, he could make you a better tablet than apple could dream of (it's true)

❥ he has a hard time falling asleep though, like a really difficult time sleeping. if it's not for you then he'd be up all night just pacing around the boat or on the deck plucking his guitar

❥ hobie isn't good at opening up emotionally, so often times he does have some pretty bad nightmares and instead of opening up he's going to trail outside and strum on his guitar

❥ hobie is a great significant other as long as you can put up with his quirks, because he's pretty dead set on not changing who he is for anyone no matter how much he loves you

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spaceagerabbit · 10 months

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hobie brown is absolutely the type of person to say “yeah, bein’ so gorgeous’ll do that to you” whenever you yawn

#hobie brown #hobie brown spiderverse #hobart brown #hobie brainrot #astv hobie #hobie my beloved #hobie x reader #hobie x you #hobie x y/n #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x y/n #spider punk #spiderpunk #spiderpunk atsv #across the spiderverse #atsv

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70spunkstars · 5 months

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Hobie’s a silly guy

So silly, in fact, that if he saw someone trying to flirt with you in front of him he’d immediately try to scare them off by making it blatantly obvious you’re with him because he thinks it’s funny

Inspired by a friend of mine

Tags; PDA, Petty!Hobie, suggestive, established relationship between reader and hobie, gn!reader, no physical description of reader, as always (and forever) reader is black

Just imagine you’re at some social event you dragged hobie to. He’s standing beside you, playing with his rings or your shirt just minding his business. Then he looks up. “Oh I’m actually-“ you say before being cut off by Hobie’s roaming hands.

The person in front of you looked like he owned a podcast and asked girls “where my hug at?” when he was in highschool. He probably hasn’t noticed yet, but hobie is starting to grip your ass and thighs. You shoot hobie a glare and they try not to laugh. Asshole

The dummy continues to brag about shit no normal person would be proud of thinking it’ll convince you to go on a date with him. It only throws you off and gets you excited to crush his ego when you tell him about himself.

Now, the cold hands that were occupying your hips become more bold in their movement.

Hobie was standing fully behind you and their hands are running up your stomach up towards your chest now.

You can hear hobie snickering behind you which makes you roll your eyes. “I was trying to tell you that-“ and you’re cut off by hobie again. This time he was planting sinfully slow kisses along your neck and shoulders as you watch the guy’s expression shift to disgust. Which made you a little irritated because now hobie was just playing with you.

“What the love of my life has been trying to tell you,” Hobie finally lifts their head and gives a lazy smile (that is covering laughter) to the person in front of you both. “Is that they’re ringed already”

“Bruh I wanted to say it.”

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I feel like this might be a little OOC but my friend put the idea in my head and it was too fuckin funny not to write bruh 😭

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hobiebrownismygod · 4 months

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can you make a fanfic about the hobie and the reader who are the exact opposite of him have to go on a mission together? Like almost everything about them if the exact opposite of hobie, Personality and combat wise! Thank you, you’re work is amazing!!!

this was fun to write, ty for requesting!! <3

Hobie Brown x GN!Reader

Reader is low-key autistic btw I thought it would add to the plot

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Hobie Brown was...strange.

You never understood his infatuation with such loud music and flashy clothes, the desire to be so chaotic and upfront. There was never a quiet moment with Hobie Brown and although some might find that refreshing, you couldn't help but feel very overwhelmed whenever you were around him.

You were about the exact opposite of him, from your personality to your combat to even your spider-suit. You were quieter, more docile and doe-like with dainty movements and gentle looks. You fought like a feather, almost floating as you leapt through the sky with your bright, yet simple webs and your quick, sleek movements. Every hit, every punch was always perfectly under control, never too hard or too soft.

And then there was Hobie Brown with his clanky boots and statement wear, harsh movements and powerful jabs. You could never quite understand why he was the way he was. Why be so...messy? So...anarchic? It was just too much for you.

You tried your best to avoid him, knowing that just a couple minutes with him would make your brain go haywire, unable to process not only his words and his actions, but also his accent and those flashy colors.

But then of course, avoidance never truly works out.

"Miggy wants you to report to his office!" A cheery woman with heart-shaped sunglasses appeared on your wrist, pointing at you with a wink. "What for?" You asked curiously, bringing the hologram up to your face. "Some mission." She replied with a shrug. "Don't be late!"

It only took you a few minutes to gracefully swing through HQ and land in front of the entrance to his office. You entered, peeking your head in curiously to see Miguel, facing the wall and talking to someone who you couldn't see. "You called for me?" You asked, approaching him.

As Miguel turned around, your eyes widened when your gaze landed upon none other than the infamous Spider-Punk himself, annoyed look on his face as he frowned at Miguel before looking at you. "Hey peng."

He smirked at you and you glared at Miguel, waiting for an explanation. "Your mission for the week." Miguel said, hands on his hips as he asked Lyla to pull up a chart for the two of you. "Stakeout."

Hobie let out a groan, arms falling to his sides as he walked in front of Miguel, annoyingly obstructing the screen from his view. "A stakeout? Are you being serious right now, mate?" he asked with a pouting expression. "I didn't even do that much damage, I don't deserve this!"

"Wait-" You piped up, waving your hand at Miguel to grab his attention. "Why am I here?"

"You'll be accompanying Hobie on this mission in Earth-1548. Doc Ock stakeout." Miguel said, not really paying either of you attention as he continued to read whatever was on his screen.

"But-"

"No buts. You haven't logged any hours this week, you're falling behind. This is how you're going to make up for it."

"But why is he coming?" You asked quietly, glancing over at Hobie who looked just as annoyed to be a part of this, although you knew he was probably more annoyed about the actual mission than being assigned to work with you. After all, he never disliked you. It was just never a match.

"Becau-"

"Cuz I made a teensy little mistake and Miggy here thinks it'll be the end of the world." Hobie replied with a scoff, walking to your side with his arms folded over his chest. "Nearly destroying my tracking system wasn't a teensy mistake." Miguel replied coldly to which Hobie smiled. "You're right. It wasn't a mistake."

Miguel grunted under his breath, refusing to look Hobie in the eyes. "Go. Lyla'll give you the coordinates." He said, waving the two of you off with a scowl. Hobie chuckled under his breath as he walked alongside you, stealing glances at your disappointed expression. "What's wrong? Weren't expecting to get stuck with me today?" He asked in a mock-hurt voice, leaning down with one of his knowing smiles. "You don't gotta be scared of me, you know. I don't bite."

He leaned in a little closer, eyes scanning over yours. "Unless you want me to."

You gave him an irritated look and he pulled himself back, grin still spread widely across his face. "Let's just get this over with." You said quietly, turning the dial on your watch to Earth-1548 as he did the same.

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"What is taking so long?" You asked annoyedly, perched on the edge of the building with your eyes glued onto the Alchemax just a couple hundred feet in front of you. "Patience, darling, patience." Hobie replied, picking at a patch on his jeans. "You know he just sent us here to waste time, so why be so serious about it? So-called 'mission' isn't even worth it."

You looked back at him as he leaned back with his hands flat on the ground for support, looking up at the clear blue sky. "You know, I don't think I've ever spoken to you much." He said with a grin, looking back at you, head lolling to the side. "Tell me about y'self."

You sighed quietly, debating whether you should really start up a conversation with him or not. You sat back, deciding it would be best to kill time while you could. "What do you want to know?" you asked softly.

"Who are you, peng?" He asked, leaning in slightly, eyes narrowed. "I'm Spider-man[woman]." you replied with a slight smile. "We both know that's not what I meant, love" he said with a chuckle, scooching forward so he could be closer to you. "Who are you?"

"That's such a stupid question to ask."

"I'm trying to seem mysterious." He wiggled his eyebrows at you and laughed.

"It's not working." You snorted, looking back out into the distance, eyes scanning over the Alchemax that a certain Doc Ock should be attacking any moment now.

"Why are you always avoiding me?" He asked curiously, resting his chin in his palm as he watched you with a slight smile. "So quiet...you've barely said a word to me since I've met you." You avoided his question, pretending you didn't hear him as you continued to look away. You weren't sure how to respond.

How were you supposed to tell him that his presence made you feel small, insignificant? How were you supposed to tell him that you didn't know how to speak up around him? That you were too shy?

"Oi-" he snapped his fingers at you, "-answer the question, darling."

You looked back at him awkwardly, hugging your knees to your chest as you stared at him. "So...? Why d'you avoid me?" he asked expectantly.

"I can't-" you hesitated for a moment, "-you're too much." You said quietly. "Too much?"

"I can't process you." You said quickly, trying to stop the embarrassment from flushing across your face. "You're so loud and colorful and your accent makes it hard for me to understand you-" you began to ramble.

"Hey." he said quietly, trying to calm you down. "I'm not loud. I'm just like that with the mask on, it's part of the gig." he said with a shy chuckle, eyes squinting up slightly as he smiled at you. "Good ol' Hobie Brown isn't nearly as chaotic as y'might think."

"What do you mean?"

"I...I'm just like that with the mask on, love." He said, shaking his head. "I haven't been very loud the past ten minutes, have I?" He was right. He'd been acting shockingly mellow since he'd been alone with you. "I'm a chaotic person, yes, but I'm not that bad."

A wave of embarrassment washed over you. "Sorry." You mumbled awkwardly, not sure how else to respond. He really wasn't that different from you after all. "I didn't mean to call you loud, I just-" suddenly, you realized he wasn't looking at you anymore. He was staring at something behind you.

You turned around to see none other than the anomaly you were supposed to be catching climbing into the Alchemax. With nothing more than a shared glance, the two of you were off, swinging in your own respective ways as you approached the entrance of the Alchemax.

It didn't take long for you to defeat the anomaly, with you webbing him up while Hobie dragged his unconscious body towards the portal. When you arrived back at Miguel's office in HQ, you were ready to part ways, having faced enough embarrassment for the day.

Before you could leave, however, he grabbed your arm gently. "We should do this again. A stakeout." He suggested quickly, eyes wide in anticipation of your answer. You stared at him for a moment, taking a minute to properly understand what he'd said before a smile spread across your face. "Yeah. Yeah, we should." You said quietly.

He smiled widely at you before putting his arm around you, causing you to stumble forward slightly in shock. "Guess we're friends now. Y'can't get rid of me." He said, ruffling your hair as you struggled in his grasp. "I thought you said you were quiet" You mumbled, trying to push his hand off. "This is me being quiet." He laughed, dragging you along with him as he walked out of the office.

Some people were just...different. Although you weren't complaining.

Opposites attract, right?

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A/N: Hopefully this was what you wanted anon! I didn't really know how to write a fight scene that would add to the plot, so I kind of skipped over it. I hope you don't mind. Let me know if there's anything you'd like me to change or add!!

Taglist: @therealloopylupin2099 @spiderrinn @l0starl @daydreaming-en-pointe @itsparis-07 @vileviale @puff-hugs @s6onder @@d0ubl-tr0ubl3 @lauryn2558

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lotte-s-web · 2 months

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Rockstar!Hobie x reader though 😩

The album covers for some of his playlists are pictures of your lips and chin, or bare shoulder where his hands are, or if you’re a female, his hands on your tits from behind HDJSNJSJS

Random shout outs during shows or concerts and looking straight at you as he says literally anything that makes the crowd go wild

Fucking in his dressing room after a show with his adrenaline still pumping, his black lipstick smudged around his lips and your neck covered in marks that shows what messed it up

EVEN BETTER IF it’s BEFORE A SHOW

He probably wears makeup (personal head cannon where he does Smokey eyes or eyeliner during shows) and so imagine BEFORE A SHOW

His lipstick smudged, and marks around your neck as you find a place in the crowd and he proudly stares with a smug smirk HDHSJSJSJSJXJJX CLAWING AT THE WALLS

(Sorry for yapping)

NONONONON ACTUALLY THANK YOU FOR YAPPING I LOVE IT WHEN I GET STUFF LIKE THIS IN MY INBOX

aghh where do i even begin with rockstar hobie... he's just so hdghsgbsdhsdvfhsdfvshd

his album covers are always photos of you without your face showing, always with a mark of him on your skin. whether that be his hand on your shoulder, his thumb pulling down on your lower lip, or black lipstick smeared all over your neck. he LOVES to show you off in subtle but loud ways

amidst the loud, angry and grating music his band usually produces, he makes songs just for you, showing off his love for you to every one of his fans. of course, people swoon over it, but only you get the full context of his lyrics. there are cheesy, romantic songs, just as well as there are cheeky ones. every song winks at you, references you and whispers lowly in your ear another inside joke that nobody but you and hobie will get.

oh and he's not above using your voice in his tracks. he'd record your moans and have them play in the background of his songs if you'd let him (see record). he records your laugh and little funny things you say to use them as producer/artist tags at the start of his songs. he thinks you just make his songs so much better; he'd take any chance to include you.

backstage fucking with him is always intense, exhilarating. seeing you supporting his music and singing along to his lyrics always gets his blood pumping downwards, his energy no longer directed at the show he was trying to put on.

he'll drag you out of the crowd between shows and take you somewhere where his bandmates know not to cross. one thing leads to another and suddenly, he's taking you against the wall with one hand over your mouth and another pulling your hips back against his.

he's breathing down your neck, keeping his pace fast and hard, determined to make the both of you cum as soon as possible. after all, he has to go back on stage in 15 minutes, he doesn't have all day. he has your mind all mushy, your nails scratching desperately at the wall as you near release.

he regrets having to leave you after you've both came, having to hastily clean you up; it's less than you deserve. but the fucked-out smile on your face and the messy, smudged black lipstick adorning your jaw, neck and lips almost makes it worth it.

he always kisses your cheek as he leaves you, handing you a signed guitar pick and winking at you. he shouts that you should do this again as he re-straps his guitar, not bothering to even fix the smudged eyeliner and lipstick across his lips. you say it won't happen again, but it always does.

SIGH rockstar hobie one chance god please

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havocskies · 3 months

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the face of a man who is NOT afraid to moan n groan ‼️

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purplifield · 7 months

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🪻👻| Sucker

Kinktober

Hobie x reader; oral (f receiving), praise, soft, drop of overstim if you really read into it

You were chilling in your room, dark, stormy ambience overtaking it and soft music playing in the background as you did your work for the day. Suddenly a knock came from a window behind you and you turned to see none other than Hobie. You stood up to let him in, noticing the fewer cuts on his face

“Hobie, how many times will I have to tell you not to involve yourself in fights?” You scoffed, closing the window after he climbed in the room, chuckling and not saying anything as he tools off his boots.

“Aye, ‘s a small price for victory. I beat them into the fuckin ground” Hobie assured and turned to you to give a small, bloody kiss on your forehead, which you wiped off quickly. You motioned him to sit, searching for the first aid kit. Now it was just everything you needed to patch him up, but still.

“Only face and knuckles?” You asked coming in front of him and took his chin to examine the little wounds. He nodded, thankfully and you began to disinfect it. He winced.

“Nurses usually are way more careful, y’know? Especially private ones like you.” He grumbled and closed his eyes. You frowned and sighed in frustration, mumbling something about not appreciating you enough. He smiled slightly “Still love you tho”

One cut after another, you were done with those 4 quickly, moving to bandage his hands. These days you could call yourself professional with the speed of your work.

“Done” you took your supplies and put them away in you drawer. You searched around your desk “Oh and probably since I’m a ‘nurse’, you should get a sucker for enduring pain. Only if I found it..”

Hobie laughed at your act and stayed on the bed. He reached out to you “I would appreciate something to suck on, yea”

You look at him with a raised brow, but in a swift manner, he sat you down on the bed, kneeling in between your legs “Sucker is right here”

“Hobie-“ you felt how he eagerly tugged on the waistband of your sweats AND panties. You propped yourself up on your elbows, lifting your hips a little with a grumble. The cold air hitting your pussy made you shiver, yet to your dismay you couldn’t close your legs.

“Fuck, been waiting for this long” he whispered, air he breathes out feeling on your heat. He kisses your inner thighs and looks up at your stare, a little bitchy smirk on his face.

Like it was established, he was eager. He made sure to kiss your thighs and acknowledge them, but the main point was your wet pussy. He leaned towards, his hands comings up and a digit of his collected your juice, teasing your hole. He knew your buttons.

He kissed your cunt few times before dragging a long strip across it, the finger entering slowly. He made sure to ease you in, since this whole ordeal happened very quickly. But with this he was teasing more himself than you. So after a minute or two his tongue started drawing letters you couldn’t make out. He was pretty good at it, gaining more experience every time he made you cum.

“Hobes” you whispered softly, your head leaning back and eyes closed. He hummed against your cunt, the vibration making you squirm a bit, but he hugged your thigh and held it in place as he continued. He sucked on it softly, kissing the top afterwards. And it went for a long time, just you two in that position, you moaning at his tongue. Somewhere between there he entered a second finger but didn’t change his pace; he focused on working with his tongue rather than his fingers so his hands was moving quite slow.

But the buildup was there. You felt the little sensation in your stomach, trying to spread through your whole body but you held it for a bit, he knew you were close by hearing your breath hitch at any sudden move he did.

The moment it crashed upon you, you let out a whine and held your thighs together squeezing them a bit and holding him in place, the muscles weakening within a minute and he lifted himself with a smirk

“This nurse right here has some booomb suckers”

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