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autumn-hiraeth · 10 months

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i heard your hobie requests were open! can you do one where hobie and the reader are making out and then it starts getting heated but the reader gets too insecure and stops them and when hobie asks why, they say that they’re insecure and don’t think hobie will like their body. the rest is up to you! (ps, i LOVEE your hobie blurbs!)

Hiya anon <3 -hope you like it! :)

Hobie brown x reader

angst and fluff. headcanons.

Hobie's Masterlist

a/n: i need him so badly <\3

Hobie doesn't know, he doesn't know you don't like yourself. So at first he thinks that you are a vain girl, 'cause you spend a long time looking yourself up and down in the mirror. But it was really just you checking out all your flaws. One day you break down and tell him how insecure you are and how scared you are' cause you don't want to let him down. And Hobie soothes you, assuring you between kisses and soft touches that you're beautiful and that he'd never think of leaving you.

Hobie knows that you don't like to talk about that night and he doesn't push you, however, he makes sure to always let you know that you're a pretty girl.his pretty girl. Sadly that doesn't mean there aren't days when you close your eyes stressed in front of the mirror and think it would be nice just for one day to feel pleased. So when words don't work, Hobie turns to physical action. He wraps you in his arms and cups your pretty face and compliments you before gently pushing you against the wall and kissing you right there. And that only leads to a heated make-out session in your bed.

Hobie kisses you like a hungry man as you wrap your legs around his hips and he can't help but grind his hips against yours. His tongue slips into your mouth making you gasp softly, his cold piercing is crashing against your mouth and your hands wrap his neck, deepening the kiss; and that makes you feel so heavenly. Hobie holds onto your hip tightly as his other hand cups your face, continuing to kiss you as if his life depended on it. he thinks he might die if he doesn't kiss you.

Then another soft moan leaves your lips as Hobie broke the kiss and a trail of saliva joins them making them smile overwhelmed by the lustful haze. "I want you Y/n" Hobie whispers against your lips before placing wet kisses on your neck, his hand slipping under your shirt and you shiver. You want him too, of course you want to have sex with him.. but what if he doesn't like your body? He has never seen you naked and you're sure that if he sees you... "hey luv" he calls softly to you as he notices your internal struggle "we don't have to do this until you're sure" he murmurs against your lips

"honestly, you're the hottest and most beautiful girl I've ever met Y/n" your cheeks feel so hot that this fact makes your lover smile proudly. "There's nothing wrong with ya, luv" he assures, leaving a soft kiss on your lips.

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averytiredart1st · 10 months

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So I found out that some spiders “purr”(and by purr I mean their legs vibrate and that when they hit like dried up leaves and stuff it makes a purr like noise but for the sake of this let’s say it’s like a cat’s purr.) and I know people are thinking “OH MY GOODNESS IMAGINE ONE OF THE SPIDER-BAND KIDS PURRING WHEN THEY’RE CONTENT/HAPPY!!” But spiders usually “purr” when trying to attract a mate and just imagine it with me.

Hobie is hanging out with Gwen and Miles playing some game (I want to say Monopoly just because I can imagine Hobie saying “fuck the rules of this capitalist game” and refuses to pay people when he lands in their spot but let’s be honest they’re playing Mario Cart) and Pav shows up sitting down next to Hobie and after like 15 minutes a soft purr floats through the room and everyone turns and looks at Hobie cause the sound is coming from him. Cue all the spider kids (including Hobie himself) thinking that he’s purring cause he’s happy. For like 2 months they just gush at it and never make the connection that he only really purrs when Pav is around until someone, that someone being Lyla, points it out and then drops “Also spiders don’t purr when happy, they purr when they’re trying to attract a mate” and everyone just goes silent. Pav is slowly turning red and Hobie is wondering how he can choke an AI.

Miles teases Hobie and Pav about it when they get together and it’s all fun and games until Miles starts purring around Gwen.

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rayleigh2837 · 10 months

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HATE THE AM‼️ HATE THE PM ‼️ but i’ll fuck u anytime. ( hobie smut !! )

summary : late at night gwen decides to crash at your place and so does hobie. ( ur bf!! ) but you didn’t know gwen was here.

authors note : HEYHEYHEY!!! i’m thinking of writing earth42 miles x y/n? what do y’all think? anyways enjoy ig

WARNING : bad british slang, british people, women, AND SMUT. PUSSYS!! AAAAAAA

the rain hits window so softly. you were in that state of being half awake, and half asleep. you heard your apartment door opened and knew it was hobie. what you didn’t know was that hobie helped gwen inside, her leg was hurt but not that badly. she layed on the couch giving her water and a blanket. she turned on the tv saying that she wasn’t tired and would just watch tv till she fell asleep. hobie stepped in your room.

“oi love. you ‘wake?”he said, stepping into your room and closeing the door behind him.he seemed wide awake. and sat next to you. rubbing your lower back. you groaned.

“yeah baby.”

“hel’o beauty.” he crawled next to you, his back against the head board and he dragged you into his lap. he slapped your thigh gently . trying to get you to wake up.

“cmon sleeping beauty stay wit’ me ya?” you dug your head on into his neck. giving it small kisses. “yea…” knowing hobie, he didn’t like consistency so he lifted up your chin so you could stop kissing him. he put his hand on your inner thigh. dragging it up to your waist. you let out a small whine.

“come out of it ‘love. let me see ya.” he said. pulling off your shirt. you weren’t wearing a bra so you were just shirtless with short shorts on. his slim fingers pushed up your boob. he kissed all over your chest. leaving a small hickey right above your left boob. you let out small whines… your apartment walls were very thin.. and barely sound proof. your whimpers grew louder and louder. before he shoved your shorts off. your thin panties showing. he grinned, grinned so perfectly that he could show off his lip peircing. you bit your bottom lip. he kissed you, being a bit sloppy with it. teeth clashing. you just wanted to taste more of him. his hand trailed down your body to your panties. rising the front of it up so your clit grinds on the thin fabric.

“ah. fu-.. fuck oh. fuck.!!” you moaned out. growing louder and louder… and louder. you could feel hobies smile through your kiss before he broke it. suddenly flipping you over and ripping of your panties. he took off his ‘ jumper’ ( it’s a sweater🤞) and sweatpants. leaving only his boxers that say “ i <3 spiderman” he flips his dick out and smooths it over your pussy. you face down and ass up. he grabs your ass. sliding in his cock into you. “oh shit baby.” you let out a loud sigh and then a moan after.

he slid it in and out. getting faster and faster.

“ya like that slut?” he groaned. his free hand rubbed you lower back and trailed to your neck. grabbing your hair and pulling your face up. “cmon’. lemme hear you.”

“fuck… hobie..!~” you whimpered. he shoved it in toy one last time. cumming right after he pulls it out. “you were such a good girl love.” you only answered with a few whimpers. “i’ll get a towel.” he offered. he stepped out you room pulling on sweatpants. and there gwen was. her jaw on the floor. “we’re you- was that?” hobie just smirked.

#hobie brown x reader #spider punk x reader #hobie brown smut #spider man into the spider verse #hobie x reader #spiderpunk smut #hobie x you #hobie brown #i love hobie brown #hobie brown my beloved #atsv #spiderman atsv #spiderverse

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kairiscorner · 10 months

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hi hii, if it's possible can i have a hobie x reader qhere hobie is dating reader who is like, a cottagecore girl, more calm and peaceful from him, and she loves to crochet, cook, and pretty much like a mother to him

thank you very much!! don't forget to drink water

HELLO :DDD oh wait ,,, THAT'S SO CUTE????? omg i wanna do this justice, thank you for the prompt and reminder to drink water anon :> YOU TOO OK !!!

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

hobie x cottagecore fem!reader

when people look at hobie brown, they get many mixed impressions of him. he comes off as a rebellious, stubborn, punk–and that's putting it lightly. he's a firecracker of a boy, always unpredictable, and incredibly consistent at being inconsistent. he lives his life as a bohemian, disregarding the homogenous flow of society and moving at his own pace, marching to the beat of his own drum. he has said before he doesn't believe in commitment–but his past self never finished that thought. he meant he didn't believe in commitment... until you entered his life and changed everything about him and influenced the way he saw many things in his life that he believed he was so sure of, and in the best damn way possible.

you were the only person in the entire spider society whom he never, ever found a problem or had a squabble with. he found faults and hypocrisies in many of the people he works with. he doesn't necessarily argue with just anyone he disagrees with or doesn't see eye-to-eye with, he just finds it difficult to want to do anything but finish a mission with them. but you were the sole exception. despite being very rough around the edges in the eyes of a vast majority of people--most of them being people who make mere assumptions of him based on how he presents himself--there's only one person who can bring a rare softness out of the guy, and that person is none other than your pleasant, tender, affectionate self.

hobie, despite how confident and daring he may appear, or how flashy he may be, becomes a complete and total sweetheart around you, his dearest. his intimidating aura reduces, or completely goes away, when you're around--brightening up his day with your oh-so amiable grin whenever you look up at the boy who towers over you, you becoming flustered in an instant as his dark brown eyes meet your one lovely, darling ones that just illuminate his world, no matter how dark it gets.

"why, you look stunning, my love." he compliments you as your outfit, a stark contrast from his punk and grungy attire, enraptures him entirely. he's fighting the need to want to pick you up, embrace you, and hold you in his arms--take you wherever you want, so long as you stay with him like this. you let a bashful grin show on your face as hobie eyes you up and down and chuckles at how absolutely adorable you're being right now. "oh, hobart..." you playfully chide him for flattering you as you're getting bashful and flustered in the face, and he's getting cockier and cockier with you by the second. "yes, my one and only, dearest?" he teasingly asks you as he places his hands on your cheeks.

he kneads the flesh of your cheeks as if you were a squishy toy, his favorite squishy toy you were, actually. he loves playing with you in his hands, you didn't mind, you loved it as much as he did. "people are gonna stare..." you said with a light giggle as hobie chuckled yet again. "let's give them a show, then." he says with a low voice, one that makes you melt like butter when it graces your ears. you giggled, yet again, and your bewitching giggling sends hobie off the edge, and he takes the plunge.

when you giggle or let out peals of laughter out of sheepishness, he finds himself wanting to move closer to you, bring himself to your level and show you a devious looking smirk of his and just... kiss you. if you had told him before you were comfortable with hobie kissing you without having to ask for your permission first, then honey, you are never gonna be left alone by this boy, i swear. he loves kissing you, he loves planting kisses on you, just his lips touching and roaming anywhere you're comfortable with him feeling over. he's whisper sweet, sweet nothings into your ear while you giggle and tell him to stop. "why should i? people have to know we're together, right? you said so, love." he reminds you. you playfully roll your eyes at him, but you didn't argue, you did in fact wish for your relationship together to be made public.

a lot of people were surprised at how you and hobie were together; of all people in the spider society, the most nurturing, innocent, and darling of them all was seeing the most badass, ruthless, turbulent member of them all--who was on the brink of being kicked out, that, or quitting, due to how hypocritical and closed-minded a lot of people there really were. you were drawn to hobie for many things; for his stubbornness, his will to fight, his confidence which always shone through, how uncharacteristically consistent he was at treating you like you weren't naive, that you weren't a child anymore, and that you were worthy of respect just like everyone here in the spider society.

hobie had honestly never thought you were immature for being so trusting and helpful, he never thought you were gullible for being the way you were. a lot of people had believed you were childish, what with you dressing up in more modest, pure, and... for lack of a better word, childlike to everyone else. they mocked you for it in subtle ways; commenting on how other girls your age dress a little more brave than how you dress, or how, it's cute, just... not something girls your age would consider as wardrobe options. and those comments made you feel a little ashamed of what you liked, but before you could even change yourself, one boy stood up for you. "i think you look gorgeous."

"your style's so unique, i've never seen anyone quite like you." he said with a flustered look on his face, which caused you to appear flustered, too. he smiled up at you, putting two fingers of his underneath your chin, smirking. "hey..." he said as he turned your head to face the tall, dark complexioned boy. he was a little intimidating at first, but his touch was so gentle, so comfortable, so... peaceful. he was a completely different person around you.

"keep doing what you do, yeah? don't let those hypocritical, single-minded idiots tell you what you should do or wear. i personally love your outfit, you look really, really... charming." he says with a bigger smirk. "aww, thank you." you said as you fidgeted with the hem of your skirt. you scratched a little at your cheek, still grinning like a dork at hobie's compliments. "'course, besides, they're just jealous you look good in such lovely clothes they could never pull off." he said as he placed a hand on your shoulder. "see you 'round." he said as he pulled his hand away from your shoulder as he placed them in his vest pockets.

his hands felt so snug, so pleasant; his touch was the one thing that proved to you that the names, labels, and traits people claim he, the reckless spider punk, had. he was a friendly fellow, and though he appeared daunting to some at first, to you, he had spunk, he had moxie, he was so cool. as hobie walked away, you had the courage to tell him, in a meek albeit spirited voice, "and you're wondrous."

hobie stopped in his tracks when your melodic voice sang throughout the air around him, and he turned around, a deeper blush than before tinting his beautiful, darkened complexion. he grinned and chuckled. "aren't you just a sweetie? y'know, i'd... love to hang out with you, if you'd like. maybe... we could do something you like. i bet you're full of surprises." he offered, to which you beamed at. "i do know how to crochet... would you like me to teach you?" "oh yes, please, do." he said as he moved closer to you, and you saw his sweet, lovable smile that shone with a dear hint of dorkiness.

a/n: MMMMMMM MIGHT MAKE A PART 2 OF THIS IF Y'ALL WANT MORE, LIKE I HAD SO MANY IDEAS I WANTED TO SHARE BUT FELT LIKE THIS'D BE SUPER CUTE AS A BEGINNING !! also thank you to @masaidabest @nanvxs @nokkihy and @luvstarrstruck for critiquing my work, love ya boos :DD

tags !! @thecoolerdor @miguelswifey04 @maxoloqy @pixqlsin @k4tsu3 @ii01vq @fictarian @binibinileonara

#hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown my beloved #hobie brown atsv #atsv #atsv x reader #atsv x you #atsv x y/n #spidersona #atsv imagines

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destructionray · 11 months

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Hobie Brown/Spiderpunk Relationship HC's

spider-punk relationship hc's?? This is the first time I've shared my work so sorry if it's bad i genuinely don't know how to write stuff </3 also i tried to keep the reader gender-neutral but i might be a little biased because im transmasc (fuck fem!readers i actually hate yall/j) i also tried to keep it spoiler-free

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ALWAYS sharing earbuds. there's not a single time this man will let you sit next to him without listening to some of his jams

I KNOW THIS MAN GIVES A GOOD CUDDLE!!

hes usually the type to only give half-hugs, having just an arm around your shoulder or waist when you're just chilling

but when you ask for a real hug?? It'll literally be the most comforting thing.

pulling you in to his chest and wrapping his arms around you tightly, one hand around your shoulder and the other on your back, pressing his body up against yours tightly

and he kisses the top of ur head!!

BUT hes a little pissed that he has to take off his jacket every time because of how spiky it is

he can't count the amount of times you've tried to rest your head on his shoulder but ended up getting poked by the spikes on his jacket.

he LOVES hugging you from behind

he's not super touchy, but when he's around a lot of people he'll always be touching you in some way.

having his hand in your back pocket, having a hand on your hip, holding eachothers pinkies

i swear he has a a thing for hips or waists/j

ESPECIALLY touchy in front of authorities, he'll make out with you in front of them just to piss them off.

the hand placement when he kisses yoy oh my godddd

either a hand on your cheek and/or around your waist, or when you're making out he has his hand on the back of your head, pushing you closer to him

neck kisses <3333

there's almost no way you could be taller than him, my guy is 6'3 AND wears platforms.

prepare to be used as an armrest for him.

you like his piercings? He'll do one for you.

that man has never paid for a single piercing in his LIFE.

insisted on doing piercings for you, especially if you had never had any done before.

he'll do stick n pokes for you aswell if you're interested in getting a tattoo.

if you're an artist, he'll let you do some on him aswell.

BEGGED you to get matching tattoos and/or piercings

he's so cute, how could you say no?

calls you "love" ALL THE TIME. You're not entirely sure if it's because he loves you or if it's just a weird thing brits do

your dates are mostly going to strange or abandoned places and hanging/having a picnic/listening to music/mildly illegal stuff, or sneaking into a movie theater to watch stuff without paying.

if you're a Spider-person too, you guys definetily have had a romantic moment on top of skyscraper before.

if you're afraid of heights, he'll hold you in his arms the entire time he takes you to a place high up. he'll never let you go

he noticed that you miss him a lot, so made you your own watch to travel to his dimension or the Spider-society at any time

he totally has a ton of pictures with you in his room, printed by some cheap shitty polariod camera

When he gets injured, he immideately resorts to you instead of going to a hospital or proper medic

He doesn't like seeing you get worried about him, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't love the extra attention and care you gave him, and the time you spend together patching him up.

Shows his love instead of telling you

Only says "i love you" in special moments (which sometimes could just be spending time cuddling & relaxing together after a bad day)

Literally all over you when he's tired or after a day of being Spider-Punk

Has 100% yelled at or completely ignored Miguel for calling him on a mission while he's with you.

You play an instrument? He'll practice with you every single day.

If you don't have any motivation to, he'll be your motivation. He loves hearing you play.

If you were interested in playing guitar, he totally sat for hours and teached you chords.

Holding your hand to make it press down on the strings, and saying "good job" or other little praises whenever you got it right.

You're interested in playing drums? He asked Gwen to come over and practice with you, and he was you two's hypeman.

He loves seeing you get along well with his best friends.

If you tell him your favorite song(s), he secretly learns it on his guitar until he's perfected it and then plays it for you.

Your reactions are always so amusing to him, and he loves it.

Makes you playlists with both his and your favorite songs so you can listen to them together

Spotify playlists? Nope, he dowloaded all the music (probably illegally) and burned them on CD's.

He gave you a portable CD player so you could listen to his playlists at any time.

At his gigs, he always makes sure you're as close to the stage as possible so he can keep an eye on you

You're always invited to his shows, no matter what, and he'll always play better and show off more when he sees you in the crowd

Brings you backstage just to give you a kiss between songs

most likely wrote you a few songs (or more cough cough)

Gave you one of his studded bracelets and said it looks good on you, even if it totally clashes with your style.

He loves seeing you wear it, and it's like you're being constantly reminded of him whenever you wear it.

Ever try his stuff on? It's yours now.

Clothes? no doubt. Jewlery? Yours. Literally anything else? You can have it.

He even gives you guitar picks from his shows, even if you have no use for them

He'll totally nick some of your sweaters or accessories once in a while though.

On the topic of gifts, he always steals small things he sees you looking at for a suspiciously long time in store

He's like a crow, always stealing shiny things (jewlery)

Yeah, he's definetily a bit of a kleptomaniac.

His criminal record must be insane just bc of his stealing habit

He totally makes you custom pins or patches with your favorite bands logos

Hes a very "DIY" kind of guy

He doesn't wanna spend money on things that are overpriced simply because it's popular, so a lot of the gifts he gives you are handmade

VERY skilled at making things though

That man does EVERYTHING.

Crochet, sewing, knitting, drawing, painting, handicraft, sculpting, you name it.

He's also surprisingly good at cooking/baking. (But sadly he doesn't believe in expiration dates/j)

MATCHING NAILS!!!

he usually colors his nails in with black sharpie, but he'll 100% let you paint his nails with actual nail polish

Pulling up at your place when he's drunk isn't an uncommon occurence.

He's a very affectionate drunk.

Especially if he's tired.

He'll tell you how much he loves you, joke around, and always has at least one arm slung around your shoulder

Never uses the front door to your house/apartment.

Always climbing through your windows, because he insists it's easier than knocking on a door.

Plus, if you still live with your parents, it'll make sneaking in at night WAY easier.

He doesn't believe in marriage. Says it's a way for the government to control your relationship and a waste of money

He loves stuff like promise rings though

His accent is so thick, so you're like a translator for him whenever someone doesn't understand him/j

Not related to Hobie, but Pavitr ships you two HARD. He NEVER let you hear the end of it when he first saw you guys kiss.

Pav's always making stupid cute and petty little remarks about your relationship, but he finds you two absolutely adorable.

feel free to give advice or anything in the comments because i genuinely dont know if this is good or nah,,

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hobiebrownbrowser · 10 months

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💜Soft Hobie Brown x Cramping F!Reader Headcannons! 💜

Soft Hobie 💜 He'd definitely buy your favorite food when he'd get back from the HQ, putting his guitar down and assisting your needs whenever you'd call him.

Soft Hobie💜 Would ignore every call he got from HQ until you felt like you could get everything yourself, Aching Miguel's nerves once more.

Soft Hobie💜 He wouldn't be lying if he said your strength had multipled x10, wanting him to desperately be by your side or at least near you. He'd gladly carry you anywhere around your shared home if that was the case.

Soft Hobie💜 He'd ask for consent before showering your entire body in kisses if you'd laid down completely naked, Letting his cold hands cool your body, rubbing your bloated stomach with the gentlest of touches.

Soft Hobie 💜 Would focus his half-lidded eyes on you throughout the whole day, knowing you were needy. Your hand tugging on his studded vest for his settled attention he already has pinned on you.

Soft Hobie💜 He can't resist your persistence, asking if he could make you feel better, waiting patiently until you'd either agree or disagree.

Soft Hobie💜 If you did accept he'd waste no time in getting prepared, placing a towel below you or a glass of water on the table if you were too sensitive, Getting between your legs and absolutely wrecking you.

Soft Hobie💜 He wouldn't give a damn if you were ovulating, His lips pressed up against your clitoris as he pushes two fingers inside of you, Cooing you with praises once you'd glaze his fingers with your arousal.

Soft Hobie💜 would suggest vanilla sex, wouldn't mind getting his cock dirty until you felt better, Pulling you in for sweet kisses and cuddles once you were left satisfied.

Soft Hobie💜 If you declined he'd go get your favorite desserts, or anything you'd like, the aroma of 'Lavender Vanilla' tickling your nostrils as he lays beside you, possibly putting on a small show for you on his phone.

Soft Hobie💜 He'd ask if you wanted to watch the stars, picking you up and carefully climbing up towards the roof, pillows and blankets in hand for when you got to cold.

Soft Hobie💜 Would play your selected playlist for cramps if you had one, going all the way to listen too your tunes with you or he'd play a melody for you on his guitar even if it wasn't his type of music, waiting for you to fall asleep again.

Author note: HEADCANNONS. I LOVE THIS LIL BABIES AHHH💜

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scarthefangirl · 10 months

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A fix ~ Admit it Pt 2

Hobie Brown x fem!reader

Description: You and Hobie can't be together, its not canon. But he is determined to find a way. Part 1

Warnings: Language, Hobie breaking into your house lmao

Story type: Series

A/N: Sorry this is so short, comment or request if I should do a part three!! I know its not that good I'm sorry

Part 1 |

Masterlist | REQUESTS OPEN

I feel so small as Miguel stands here in his office, telling me off. I wish I could shrink away and disappear. I already know what a screw up I am.

"How am I supposed to fix this Y/N?" He screams and I let my warm tears stream down my face as I hiccup the tears away.

"I'm sorry." I whisper, unable to say anything else. He just stares at me with so much rage it makes me cry harder.

"I tried to help you! I tried to tell you. Now what am I to do?" He shouts but instead of yelling back, telling him I already know, or storming out I just run into his arms and cry into him. He is taken aback and doesn't reciprocate the hug.

"Y/N-" he starts but I just hug tigher. He sighs and loosely puts his arms around me, patting my head gently. Although he's very tense, I appreciate the pity hug.

"It's all my fault." I hiccup and pull away from him. I can't look him in the eyes, so I stare at the floor in shame.

"Listen, I like you kid. That's why instead of kicking you out I warned you again and again. But you messed up, I can't save you now." He says sharply and I try to suck in my sobs.

"There has to be something we can do." I tell him while breathing rapidly to keep in the sobs. "One kiss can't make my universe collapse." I try to convince him, but really myself. I love Hobie, but I didn't mean to end my life. My shoulders slump as I remember the kiss. It was so amazing, and I kick myself for getting butterflies just thinking about it.

"It can." He growls. I feel myself slump even further, sniffling.

"Please, I just want to date a boy and have my universe. Can't I have both?"

"No." He snaps. "I'm sorry but I'm going to have to ask for your watch Y/N."

"Please, don't! I promise I'll end everything with him. I won't do anything to jeopardize the arachno-humanoid poly multiverse," I say the name slowly, having a hard time recalling his name for it. Then I just plainly add, "Please,"

"Don't make this harder kid, hand me the watch and I'll walk you to the device that'll send you home. I have to figure out how to clean up your mess so you are now under an extended break.."

"Please Miguel, I need this job. This is like, all I have," I cry.

"You should've thought of that. Now hand it over, you are relinquished from your duties here."

I just stare at him for a bit. I can't do it. I can't give this up, it's my life. Saving people is what i do, and with this job I could save even more.

But, despite myself, hand over the device on my wrist and he sends me home.

I didn't even get to say goodbye to anyone.

I sit up in shock and jerk to the corner of my bed, having been suddenly woken up by someone shaking me. I pant, trying to catch my breath as I slowly register who is lurking around in my room in the dead of night.

Hobie Brown.

"What are you doing?!" I exclaim, still breathing heavily. My racing heart isn't just from surprise anymore, but also from his presence that I've been lacking for the last few days. Avoiding him was easier when I still saw him and worked with him.

"You haven't been at work for four days," He says blankly. He is looking right into my eyes and I look back, but I don't know how to explain. A cool breeze blows through the window that is open from Hobie's entry way. He's been to my apartment before, so I suppose he knows his way around.

"Wow, how observant," I roll my eyes but immediately feel a pang of guilt in my chest for the attitude. It is meant to be sarcastic but it just makes me sound bitchy. He glares at me and I feel myself melting under his stare. "What are you doing here? In my room, in the night time, scaring me half to death?" I ask. He shouldn't be here. We can't do this anymore, and really we never should have.

"You owe me an explanation." He replies plainly. I stare at him for a moment, eyes widened, before looking down at my lap and nervously play with my blanket.

"I know," I grimace. I scoot to the side of my bed and sit up completely then cross my legs so I'm sitting criss cross. He sits down next to me with his feet to the floor, staring at me. I feel my heart beating rapidly and a sinking feeling of guilt in my chest down to my stomach.

"I'm listening," He chuckles but something about it makes the sinking feeling worse, my stomach doing summersalts. I open my mouth to speak, but I can't find the words to explain. How can I make him understand? "Okay, I'll recap for you. You pretended not to like me than finally we kissed, than all a sudden Miguel is dragging you away and you're crying then you stop coming to work. Miguel told me to forget the kiss ever happened. But I can't. I love you Y/N, I'm sick of having to not say it. I can't forget and I don't want to so I'm not gonna."

I try poorly to hide my surprise at his sentiment. I want to tell him I love him back, and that I will find a way for us to be together. But I dorm want to prolong the suffering, I might as well rip the bandage off now. For both our sakes. So, I try my best to give a frank explanation.

"I broke my canon when we kissed, and I had been trying to avoid you because I knew that if the opportunity presented itself I wouldn't be able not to. And I was right. I wasn't able not to. Because I love you, but I'm not allowed to. Its not canon."

"Who gives a fuck about canon events?" He snorts and my eyes flicker up to meet his.

"Miguel says it'll destroy my universe. He wants to help me."

"If he wanted to help ya he wouldn't kick you out of the spider society for one bloody kiss," He says but I look at him wearily. "Look around Y/N, your universe is fine!"

"I messed up, I shouldn't have kissed you. I'm such a screw up," I say, tears threatening my eyes. I notice Hobie's gaze soften and he puts his hand on my leg, unintentionally sending electricity throughout my body.

"No you're not. Nobody cares about 'canon events' love. Your universe will be just fine no matter who you date or marry or kiss or whatever," He smiles in a comforting way. Did he say marry or did I just hear what I wanted to hear? But regardless, no. He's wrong. If you mess with the canon than the multiverse will suffer, and it's selfish of me to think I could be the exception. I push his hand off gently, even though it breaks my heart.

"I'm already on an 'extended break' from the spider society, and we all know what that means. I can't just throw my life away! My job is to protect these people, the people of my earth, not to risk their lives for personal gain." I explain, desperation filling my voice as I plead him to understand. "it's better to love each other from a distance."

"I refuse to accept that!" Hobie exclaims, crossing his arms against his chest. I can tell he had been in bed before coming here because of his ninja turtle pajama pants and a blue shirt with clearly home-cut cut off sleeves that reveal his toned arms, not that I noticed..

"I'm sorry," My glossy eyes fall to my fidgeting hands, and I jerk slightly in surprise when Hobie's hand grabs one of mine.

"I'm going to fix this Y/N, and we're going to be together. Trust me darling," Hobie says, placing a swift kiss on my forehead before standing up.

"Hobie-" I start but he cuts me off with a shake of his head. With that, he leaves out my open window and I stare at the window for at least five minutes. I don't know if I want him to come back and hold me and promise me everything will be okay, or leave and never come back so I can move on. I don't know if there's a way to fix things. I don't know what he can possibly do.

All I know, is I really want him to find a way.

I spend three excruciating weeks wondering, worrying, and wishing. When the one month mark hits, I finally give up most of my hope. He didn't find a way, or maybe he just moved on.

I have painfully carried on my responsibility of being spider woman around my city. I can't lie and say I do so joyfully, I do it begrudgingly. I know i should love my job, helping people and keeping my city safe, but everything reminds me of not just Hobie, but the whole spider society.

No spider people have contacted me, which I tell myself is for the best. Its hard to convince yourself that something so painful is the right thing, but whay else can I do? If I give myself time to sit and think about things, I'd be even more angry, sad, bitter, and I'd go into a funk. So instead, I spend hours and hours doing anything I can to distract myself. If I'm not going to lay in bed and immediately fall asleep than I'm not tired enough, because I'll lay and begin to think. When I start to think, I start to shut down.

Tonight was particularly exhausting. I yank my mask off, throwing it in my hamper. I take off the rest of the suit, leaving it on the floor as I sleepily stumble to the bathroom. Somehow I manage to shower, my hair thrown in a knotted and tangled messy bun. I throw on some fresh underwear and an oversized t-shirt. I brush my teeth lazily and then get into my bed. Immediately my eyes droop, falling into slumber. Before I can be deep asleep, my window is opened loudly and someone steps inside. I can hardly open my eyes I'm so sleepy, but I can make out Hobie Brown. His tall frame sends my heart plummeting and I roll over in bed, burying my face in my pillow. Maybe if I ignore him he'll leave.

"Y/N, im sorry its been so long." He apologizes and I just groan, still attempting to tune him out. I don't want to deal with this, as selfish as that seems it's true. I've spent a month trying not to think about him but really I have thought about it, and I love him and I think I always will. The longer we try to salvage it the worse it is for us.

"There was a lot of work stuff, and I didn't want to come see you without a fix," He says and all although I couldn't see him, he was grinning at me. Something about his words sparked the hope that I had tried to give up and I roll over so I'm staring up at the ceiling.

"But you're here, so do you have a fix?" I ask, my voice raspy from exhaustion. He jumps onto the bed next to me, laying down next to me on his back. We both gaze at the ceiling and I try not to be too hopeful.

"I do, honestly I can't believe you'd ever doubt me." He chuckles and my heart begins to beat quicker.

He found a way.

Part three?? Sorry this one was short!

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superspikeart · 11 months

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>Refuses to follow orders

>Instigates drama

>Helps Miles escape

>Leaves

#across the spiderverse #spiderverse #hobie brown #spider punk #spiderverse meme #hobie brown my beloved #this is the british representation the world deserves

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jtkys · 11 months

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Hobie Brown x reader who is like super easily distractible (like inattentive adhd)

𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨, 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐲. 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐜𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨! 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡

( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞!

✩☆ 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍/𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐊 𝐗 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄/𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ☆✩

★ 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰...

• firstly, he doesn’t view you any differently because of your adhd. Like i said with the Hobie x autistic reader, he won’t allow someone to baby you or treat you like less than you are because of it.

• he’s respectful through and through, he doesn’t get annoyed with you for being inattentive or getting easily distracted like Miguel might do

• he’s a patient man and he’ll help you out whenever he can.

• if there’s something where you really need to pay attention, he’ll let you play with his rings and necklaces/hands so you don’t get bored or start paying attention less.

• if you’re a spider person, he’ll be there to ground you and bring your focus back to the task at hand (without getting annoyed at you) on missions

• as i Said, respectful through and through

• if he notices your attention shifting when he’s talking to you or you’re talking to him, he won’t get offended (he might pretend that he does but he’s kidding)

• yk the annoying clicky thing people do Infront of your face when they think you’re not paying attention? Yeah he’d punch anyone who did that square in the face, before just walking off with you

• he nearly beat the shit out of Miguel once cause he made a rude comment about your attention span and Gwen, patvir and miles had to hold him back cause mf was about to throw hands

• owns multiple fidget toys and stress toys for you to use

• just like with the autistic reader hcs, he won’t force you into anything.

• he understands things can be overwhelming and possibly overstimulate you so if he knows you don’t wanna do something, he won’t ever force you.

• as I’ve said before, he can and will beat the shit out of anyone who’s disrespecting you.

• just give him the word and that person won’t be making it to beyond the spiderverse

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆

𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 😭😭 𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 :)

𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲/𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟!! 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞!!

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nubsdolls · 3 months

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caution!,, this is just a wip, this is also my first time writing on here so please be gentle and lmk what i can improve on!! no name (as of yet) for this.. no smut in this fic, maybe just a teaser? maybe ill post who knows.. enjoy!

how did you end up in this position? seated on your bestfriends lap? agressive and practically primal against eachother, almost starved of touch.

you had only been bit a few months back, thus, leading to your entry of the spider society. upon entry, you were introduced to hobie. ever since then, you've been attached at the hip.

he would occasionally swing by your universe, slip through your window, invite you to his shows, hang out, all the usual bestfriend things. and yeah, maybe sometimes you guys got a little flirty or touchy but it was all playful, it never went beyond that.

however, you always had this weird, feeling about him, weird like how sometimes his piercings glistened so perfectly, how when the lights hit his eyes at the right angle, he glowed like an angel.

he might as well had been an angel sent just for you, spikes and studs intruded his outfits, chains and buttons on his vests, his hair sorted into wicks, it all seemed to compliment his personality so well, like the perfect contrast between sweet and rebellious, an anarchist. it never mattered what people whispered and gossiped about, in your eyes, he was an angel.

ding! one new notification.

you turned over, reaching for your phone on your nightstand and unlocking it, one new message from hobie.

h: unlock the window dove

you rolled your eyes playfully, stretching and getting up to unlock the window, opening it. the cool breeze entering your apartment, but no hobie.

you felt a tap on your shoulder as you jump back, turning only to face a snickering hobie, mask being hooked up on his nose, he slipped inside as you playfully punched him in the shoulder.craning your neck up to look at him.

"dickhead." you scoffed jokingly before walking back over to your bed. "oh cmon, was only a lil scare." taking off his mask and throwing it somewhere across your dorm, taking his boots and vest off before hopping next to you in bed.

he started to rant about his day, leaned back on your bed and relaxed, you were half listening, half admiring him, his shirt half lifted, his happy trail and v-line prominent, his belly piercing perfectly gleaming in the light. not being able to help as your mind wanders, biting your tongue and picking at your lip, teeth grinding against the inside of your mouth, all the thoughts your having basically driving you crazy, you shift and switch positions, trying to just focus on his day, but you can't.

the thoughts are almost louder than his voice, almost.

"dove? you 'ere wit' me?"

again,, so sorry if this was kinda goofy ive nvr posted on here before so im still working everything outt!

#hobie x reader #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown smut #atsv hobie #first post #hobie x fem!reader #hobie brown my beloved #across the spiderverse

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mxa13xx · 10 months

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My Goddess | Hobie xPlus-Sized!Reader

𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓼» - This is written as Fem!Reader. With explaining reader's body with a bra, feminine terms, etc. I will be doing a masc! and gender-neutral ones in the future! - This was a recommendation! So thank you @karmiekkgzzz !

𝓔𝓷𝓳𝓸𝔂 !

꘎♡━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━♡꘎

“Okay! You ready?” You peek your head out, looking at Hobie, who’s wearing a grin on his smug face. He nods; Hobie, your boyfriend, was waiting for you to show your next outfit. Hobie’s sitting back on his palms, looking at you eagerly. He wasn't wearing a shirt, only his favorite black jeans with all his patches. Your excited gaze travels from his face to his chest, appreciating his body for yourself. You have been waiting for these new clothes all week, and now you’ll give your boyfriend his promised fashion show. You walk out, letting his eyes travel from your colorful socks to your lips that curl into a nervous smile. “So..?” You turn to your side, letting Hobie take a better look.

You wore a tighter-fitting outfit, showing your curves and rolls. You paired it with some comfortable shoes and jewelry to match the colors. You watch Hobie’s grin grow. “You look fuckin' amazing, luv,” He chuckles, leaning forward like he’s taking a picture of you in his mind. You feel the heat on your cheeks, the small praise making you feel beautiful. Hobie always took the extra time to appreciate your body. He stands up and walks over, holding your rolls firmly, like he didn’t want to let go. He kisses your head, pulling you close and slowly swaying as you wrap your arms around his neck. “I have a goddess in my arms,” Hobie whispers against your lips, his grin growing larger as you giggle.

“Oh! I have the perfect outfit; hold on!” You slip out of his arms, returning to your closet to get on the next outfit. You hear Hobie sigh with a smile; it was clear he wanted to hold you more.. to kiss you all over like he always did. But you promised Hobie a fashion show! So the show must go on. After about ten minutes, you walk back out after Hobie groaned and complained playfully outside the door, all while you were changing. You wore a loose-fitting dress, the folds done in a way to make you look like an actual goddess. You saw Hobie’s jaw drop a little, causing an amused smile to creep onto your face. “You like?” You walk over to Hobie, who’s sitting on your bed again. You practically purr as he pulls you onto his lap, causing you to softly yelp, “Fuckin' magnificent, luv.” Hobie smiles, gently squeezing your thighs as you laugh with pink cheeks. You smile, staring into his eyes as he blabs about you being a goddess; his words make you melt, but his eyes, jaw, and everything make you giggle like a little girl. You watch as Hobie takes your hand, gently kissing your knuckles and whispers something. “I love you.” He smiles, his kiss trailing up your arm. Hobie always says he loves you, no, really, he always says he loves you. Yet now, when he whispered a simple ‘I love you’ lovingly, it made your heart flutter. You feel Hobie’s hand travel from your thighs to your stomach, and you–naturally–suck in. You see his smile fade as you look away; the fear of being too big sets in.. like it always does. This fear of being heavy is a regular aspect of your life, often ending in you in a huge hoodie and curling up, sulking. But Hobie doesn’t like that; he always tries to push you beyond sulking, taking extra time to kiss your stomach, thighs, and cheeks. Suddenly Hobie gently taps your thigh, “Wanna show me another outfit?” He smiles, seeming a bit worried at your sudden insecure feelings. You nod and get off his thighs a bit too quickly before walking to change. Once you shut the door, you sigh, rubbing your eyes frustratedly. You loved how Hobie always noticed small changes with you, but right now, you hated it. You didn't want him to see your weakness, your fear. That slight touch on your side makes your stomach twist every time Hobie grazes it. The twisted pit in your stomach feels heavy as you slip off your dress for the next one; as the dress drops, you look into the mirror and frown. Turning to the side to look at your rolls, your stretch marks, everything that made you shameful.

"Luv?" You hear Hobie knock, his voice gentle, "You alr'?"

You clear your throat, quickly getting pulled away from your poisoning thoughts. "Yep, just a minute," You say, voice shaky.

You pick up the next outfit, the most sexual, almost lingerie you ordered. You sigh; wearing something showing so much skin makes you feel sick. You put the outfit down and look back in the mirror, the pit in your stomach worsening at every stretch mark, every roll and every hair on your body makes you feel sick.

"Can I come in–?" Hobie asks softly

"In a minute," you cut him off, quickly looking around for something else to wear.

"Luv, I'm comin' in–"

"No, no!" You try to stop him, but he already has a foot in the door.

He peeks in; his eyes are full of worry. You stand shamefully, only wearing your bra and underwear with crossed arms. You try to hide your body, to cover every roll and hair, but Hobie sees straight through you.

"Tell me what's goin' on," He says gently, fully stepping in to come close to you.

You look down in shame, your grip on your arms tightening. You can't choke out anything; the pit in your stomach makes breathing hard. Hobie instantly notices your breath going uneven.

"Come here, just breathe," Quickly, Hobie takes you in his arms, holding you close as your knees give out.

He gently brings you to the ground, holding you by the waist as your breaths panic. You get wide-eyed, holding your chest; you can't breathe like the air got sucked out and filled your lungs with shame.

"Hey, hey,," Hobie cups your cheek, making you look into his eyes. You can tell he's holding back panic of his own.

"Breathe in and out, alr'?" He breathes in deeply, wanting you to follow his lead.

You mimic him, taking a deep breath as panicked tears roll down your cheek.

"Good, now out," Hobie says gently, his voice quiet for you. Only you.

You do what is told, letting out your rigged breath.

"Okay again.." He whispers as he holds your hand to your chest, making you feel it rise and fall.

Finally, your breath steadies.

"Hobie, I'm–"

"Don't," Hobie whispers, his lips kissing away your tears. "It's okay; you're okay.."

You sigh, the pit in your stomach finally easing. You lean into his arms, letting him hold and kiss your tears away. Hobie held you tight, letting you melt into him. Every kiss he placed warmed your skin as his lips traveled from your cheek to your neck, whispering small details he loved about you. Your eyes, your lips, your cheeks, your thighs.. Everything Hobie loved. You were his everything.

Once you’ve relaxed enough, Hobie finally asks the question. “What happened..?” He whispers against your neck; his eyes flickered with worry and guilt. Like it was his fault.. It made your gut twist. You swallow hard, eyes lingering on Hobie’s hands that tightly hold your sides. You force yourself not to pull away, the touch on your sides making you feel sick again, “When you held me on my sides.. I don’t know.. I froze up.” You sigh, glancing over your shoulder at him. He hums, he slowly slips his hands to your thighs instead, “ I’m sorry, I shouldv’ known..” Hobie mumbles; you can hear the guilt in his voice. You shake your head, holding Hobie’s hands on your thighs. “It’s not your fault; you didn’t know..” You sigh, leaning back to look into his eyes, “Sorry, I’m not tough like you,” You dryly chuckle. Hobie raises a sad brow, his eyes flickering to yours. “I’m tough? Have you met me?” He snorts. You chuckle, nuzzling into the crook of his neck, “You never let.. body stuff mess with you..” You mumble. Hobie sighs, gently squeezing your thigh, “That’s not true. I’ve foug’ my battles too..” He hums, you can feel the vibrations from his neck. You hum as well, thinking of his own struggles. You feel so bad for making him feel guilty.. “I’m sorry, Hobs..” Your eyes flicker to his as the sadness of the room fills. “Don’t.. Don’t be” Hobie gives you a soft reassuring smile, he kissing your head, “I just hate seein’ you like this.. You’re a goddess, aren’t ya?” He chuckles. Your sad lips curl into a smile as you hum, leaning closer to him. “My goddess.” Hobie’s hands wander over your body, taking every roll with his fingertips.. appreciating every body hair and stretch mark. You were so vulnerable, so naked. But instead of sucking in, you exhale.. Letting him touch and love you.

꘎♡━━━━━━━━Requests are open!━━━━━━━━━♡꘎

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son-of-the-sun23 · 11 months

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Heard the audio again and instantly thought of these two

#Hobie brown my beloved #was this just an excuse to draw him? maybe #kisses him #hobie brown #spiderpunk #atsv hobie #uhh idk all the hashtags #spiderman atsv #mayday parker #atsv mayday #i imagine they went ice fishing thats why she has the cold gear #and also i didnt feel like learning toddler proportions

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miguelswifey04 · 10 months

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accidentally sending hobie your intimate (like lingerie, very very thin strings of clothing) pictures by ACCIDENT. like a genuine one, what do you think his reaction will be?

LMAOOO I LOVE YOU FOR THIS 🙊

quick disclaimer!! if y’all did not know already it’s been confirmed that hobie’s 19-20 🙌🏽

as you accidentally send hobie your intimate pictures, his eyes widen and he quickly snatches his phone to take a closer look. a mischievous smile slowly spreads across his face as he examines every detail of the seductive photos. he chuckles, clearly enjoying the unexpected surprise. you wonder why he was laughing until he texted you…

how’d he text you:

hobie : “well, well, well... what do we have here? i see you've decided to grace me with a little peek, huh? accidentally, of course.”

he puts his phone down as he looks up at you. you had just accidentally sent him pictures of you in lingerie while being in the same room as him. you didn’t know whether you wanted to disappear or throw yourself out of hobie’s window.

“you know, babe, accidents can be quite exciting. i can't help but imagine what it would be like to have you wearing these for me. my mind is already racing with all the naughty things we could do together.” he was being very bold as he got up leaning down to where you were, covering your face onto a pillow of his as you were in his bed.

hobie leans back, still smirking, and raises an eyebrow playfully. “so, are you trying to seduce me or are you just being a little tease? either way, it looks like tonight's gonna be a wild one, babe.” your head shot up to look at his devilish grin and you knew you were in a treat for tonight.

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lichenettic-pos · 10 months

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More little Hobie stuff <3

Deffo more coming soon

Hobie x reader

Rarely y/n use.

Angst <3

Canal boat Hobie baby!!!

When Hobie said he'd rather be at your place. You were always confused. You were sure he'd have a rocking house and wonderful looking home, but after Hobie basically moved in you gave up with the whining to check it out. Leaning into accepting you'd never see his humble abode.

That was until you were out protesting and got a chunk of rubble tossed clean over a car right at you. A decent piece. One almost the size of your head. And fell to the ground with a crack, you barely remember anything except a frantic spider punk rushing over after clearing the area. You felt completely immobilized. And couldn't respond to him asking if you were okay in a somewhat frantic tone. Only able to lul limp in his arms as he worriedly gathered you up and swung you somewhere, somewhere with lots of water.

The rest was a blur. You were being moved around too much, someone kept touching your neck and getting too close to your face. And every few moments you'd let out a weak grunt noise. And the figure would jump to look you in the eyes. They weren't so colorful now. And their silhouette was comfortingly familiar. Lulling you into a small nap.

"Come on bug, oh god please-"

The voice sounded familiar.jolting you partially awake as you stirred your voice out of your throat. Which only came out as some sort of weak yowl of sorts. The figure rose from your side. Gasping as he came into view. Your lovely boyfriend, red eyed and exasperated looking. Nearly scrambling from his spot on the floor next to your oddly comfy laying area. Smelling of deep tobacco and marijuana. With a slight musk of an all too familiar cologne. Made you stir more.

"Hh...hobie?"

The prolonged 'h' of his name made him sputter. And he furiously wiped his eyes before leaning into your face. His lanky hands gently crawled around your head to cradle you as he smiled. Kissing your cheek, which stung a little. Making you whine.

"I know bug- got a bit of road rash on your face from ya' fall, but is not as banged up as your other cheek love"

His voice was kind. And he gently tilted your head in his hands. Feeling his fingers deep in your scalp felt soothing. And you leaned back into it and closed your eyes. Trying to move your arms. But they hurt like a bitch.

"Can you move good yah? Nothin not movin'?"

He leaned away to look at your body. Which he had laid on top of a black and gray comforter. Fairly straight on your back. And you gathered your strength to wiggle your hands a bit. Looking down to move your feet. That's when you see the bandages, you're basically naked, stripped down to what you believe is the shorts you were wearing and obviously one of Hobie's tank tops with nothing underneath. Which is way loose on you. And you can see bandages and gauze pads thrown all around your chest and shoulders. It hits you how much pain you're in. But you're able to wiggle all your limbs. Whimpering and throwing your head back on the bed.

"Oh god- what's wrong bug?"

Hobie get closer. Looking at your body in concern.

" it's just my chest- my ribs feel like they've been crushed- it hurts so bad Hobie…"

Your whimpers make Hobie nervous. And once again tears spring to his eyes as he lets out a sob. Which surprises you. And you turn to look at your boyfriend. Who you now see is kneeling by the bed you're in. And slowly sliding down to where he's sitting on his knees and sobbing into the side of the mattress.

"Hobie? What's wrong? Bee?"

"I couldn't save you in time bug!"

He wails. And as you move your less hurt hand to his face. He takes it in his own gangly palms. Crying out and holding it up to his face as he cries. You've never seen Hobie so distressed. And it's scary.

"I was too late and you got hurt! I thought you were gone!"

He's uncontrollably hiccuping and sobbing by now. One hand holding yours and the other tugging harshly at his wicks. Which you gasp and roll to stop him. Making you wince a bit. But being able to grab his wrist to keep him from hurting himself made you happy. But he only cried harder into the comforter below you as you held his hands. It was a pathetic sight. You know Hobie always worried about not being able to save you from the world y'all lived in. But seeing him so utterly distraught made you feel like crying too.

"Hobie.. bee. Shhh.. shh it's."

"It's not okay bug! I almost lost you- I didn't keep my promise! I said I'd keep you safe forever!"

He looks up and sniffs ugly like.hes gripping the blanket beside you like he's ready to rip it to shreds. His knuckles are losing color as he shakes and sobs. Almost hyperventilating by now.

"I saw you stop b-Breathing!- you were- you-"

Hobie is almost gone by now. Losing air to speak. You try to shush him. The pain in your body is horrible. But manageable if it meant it helped Hobie not hurt himself. So you pull his head closer. Leaning in to kiss his forehead. And squeeze one wrist.

"I'm right here Hobie.."

The brit let you take his hand up to your mouth, and you blow gently across his palm. Finishing it with a kiss.hes still having a hard time catching his breath. No doubt putting himself under all the blame for you getting hurt.

"It's not your fault. You didn't know I was gonna go right there. Or what happened next.. you were busy keeping other people safe.."

He tries to talk back, but ends up just sobbing again, slowly crawling into a stand to lean over you and hold you as gently as he can. You pet his head softly. Allowing Hobie to relax back as you coo and shush him softly. After a while you wiggle over so he can crawl into the bed with you. Breathing deeply into your neck as he lays next to you. You can't help but smile. He's still obviously upset about the incident. But now you got him gently laying one arm across your body, and he's very clearly falling asleep.it didn't stop you from realizing his soft chest seizes. Where his breathing would suddenly quicken and then flatten, quick inhales similar to a hiccuping movement. And while he relaxed. You looked at his wicks. Checking with your eyes the area he'd tugged at harshly to make sure he hadn't ruined the years worth of work on his beautiful head. Which luckily took the harsh abuse like a champ, and other than some slight dent and misshapen roots. It looked healthy enough to not fall out. Or rip easily next time.

In the time it takes for you to finally pass out. You realize you're in a small but long apartment of some kind. Till you feel the soft rocking. And it hits you, Hobie lives in a canal boat. Which softens your heart. Hobie never wanted to show you his home because he was ashamed wasn't he? The boat was a little messy, but it looked so homey, and probably was less expensive than your own apartment. But by the time you came to that conclusion. You'd fallen asleep,

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kairiscorner · 10 months

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man... he's so annoying. and yet, so fucking dreamy.

summary: you were lauded as the only serious junior in the entire spider society. you did your work and loved doing it, you made no exceptions for any rules, not even for yourself. you loved order and civility, you fought hard in your universe to earn it, and you believed you deserved it here in the spider society and tried your hardest to uphold it. but when he showed up... you were gonna have a problem.

word count: 1,222 (crazy)

a/n: might be part 1 of something, or a oneshot, who knows !

you loved being a spider person, though of course, you'd never show it. you were looked up to by anyone who was anyone, everyone wanted to be like you. you upholded the law and ideals of society as a spider person, who'd've thought for your city to be civilized, all they needed was a spider-themed hero and they'd all bow down and listen?

it was because of your amazing abilities, tireless determination to serve and protect the people of your hometown that you were sought out by the spider society and became one of theirs. and you were the damn best at it. you found a new pleasure and hobby in beating up bad guys, being spotted over roofs of abandoned buildings, being pointed and gasped at by onlooker civilians, and saving the day as a friendly neighborhood spider person.

life was great like this, it followed one, linear path that everyone else did. it was the perfect pastime, the perfect job for you. you made a few friends and got along real well with jess and peter b, you had dibs on being jess' kid's mentor when it'd be born, and mayday absolutely loved you. you were peter b's go-to for a babysitter if he had to leave for a mission or go on a date night with mj. you were a trusted kid at the spider society, the adults had never met a kid as serious, responsible, and hard-working as you.

it was pure bliss, being part of the spider society.

until he showed up.

the moment he came in, you swore you heard a loud electric guitar strum reverberate throughout the halls. you felt the vibrations of it in every bone and muscle of your body, this guy couldn't have bothered you any worse. you groaned at the noise, asking others around you who that was. they shrugged, must've been some newbie, not that you cared, you just hoped they'd keep it down.

you cared for order and civility, and you found that in the spider society. despite there being some rogue ones and rebellious folks, you found yourself getting along with most of them. but you had a feeling that this newbie who made himself known through his flashy one note show might get on your nerves a little if he keeps that behavior consistent, but you digressed.

as you went over to the lobby to see what all the fuss was about, you soon heard another ear-piercing noise. it wasn't just one note that was playing now, it was a whole metal song. to make matters worse, some drummer girl joined him in, contributing to the noise.

"who the hell?" you asked yourself as you spotted a spiked spider man masked person with a black leather vest, buttons and pins adorning the lapels of it, with dark spider-doodled pants and long black boots with mismatched laces, yellow on the right and blue on the left. his mask had what appeared to be a runny look to it, the lenses of their mask ran down a little by the ends. their entire apparel screamed anarchy and chaos. and you loathed it.

"who's ready to overthrow an oppressive regime with me? an oppresive regime of boredom in this whole building!" the newbie's voice exclaimed. it was deep, yet smooth; it had a fluidity to it, almost as if he could say anything, and one would immediately listen, no questions asked. soon, everyone around you who was watching was buzzing as the guy played a loud metal song for all to hear. many were cheering for him and encouraging him to keep playing, but you soon noticed many of these people were on patrol duty. and many of them looked like they were more invested in this nutcase's impromptu performance over work, work that saves the multiverse, you thought as you reminded yourself.

"okay, people, this is cool and all, but we have work to do." you said as you tried to get the onlookers near you to listen to you, but it was for naught. none of them heard you over the incessant cheering, howling, and music in the air. you huffed as you shook your head, put your mask on, and swung over to the makeshift stage they had that was made of wooden crates and cardboard boxes laying around.

as the guy was strumming away on his electric guitar, showing no signs of giving out, you took the mic away. "okay, this was a good show and all, but we have work to do." you announced yet again, which earned the groaning and disappointment of a lot of people.

"yeah, yeah, groan as much as you want, that won't stop mr. o'hara from freaking out at us the minute he comes back and sees this whole... gathering." you say, trying to quell the audience's thirst for more excitement.

"well, aren't you a prissy one?" asked the newbie with a hint of sarcasm in his tone. you rolled your eyes. "what you did just hindered a whole lot of people from their responsibilities here, newbie." you told him in a stern voice as you frowned at him, expecting him to be mature about this if he was recruited as a spider man.

he laughed as he thanked the drummer girl for her performance as she was packing up to leave, and turned to look back at you with a smirk from underneath his mask. "you're real cute for that, upholding orders from higher-ups you so badly want to please. that's not being a spider person, though. more like being... an obedient little dog." he teased as he bent over a little to look you in the eye.

up close, he was much, much taller than you, much bigger in nearly ever aspect. you gulped a little, but your frown and angry expression remained. "say what you want, my judgement stands. i'm also more experienced than you here, so if you want to survive, you listen to me." you whispered as he leaned in closer to you, smirk widening.

he took off the mask, and you were surprised to see just how many piercings he had, you didn't even have any piercings for earrings at the bottom of your ears, yet he had... so many. he grinned at you as he ran a hand through his thick hair in wicks. "i think i can manage on my own, little doggy." he teased as he ruffled your hair and chuckled a low chuckle.

"i mean it though, it's cute. if you wanna be more than just a little dog for the higher-ups, though... you'll know where to find me." he said with a wink as he put the mask back on and swung away.

you were left alone now, thinking about who you just met. he was, of course, rebellious and disorderly, everything you weren't aspired never to become. you knew nothing good came out of a discordant lifestyle like his, no matter how little you knew of him, you knew one thing.

"man, he's so annoying..." you complained aloud as you took the mic and hopped off the makeshift stage, ready to clean it up before the adults got back. 'and yet, so... dreamy.'

oh dear, looks like he's gonna be quite the pain in the ass for you.

lmk if i should keep this going babes, i loved this idea sm, thank you to my friend on the dc server for the idea :DD

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