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"Good Girl" | Hobie Brown

"You don't want your dad to hear us, do you, honey?" - he whispered in a quick motion, covering her lips with his hand. - Be a good girl to me and come quietly - he purred straight into her ear, chewing them slightly, and then kissing her neck.

"You can't just barge in here and…"

"I can't? Well. . . I could stop at any time. Just say" - he whispered transferring the kisses to her clavicles and then to her chest.

Feeling the heat wave flooded her body, she let out a quiet moan.

"I'm not gonna ask you like last time. . . "- she muttered dissatisfied.

"No?" - he chuckled for a moment as he stopped touching her.

"No." - she said confidently.

"Are you sure?" - she felt his hands slowly slip under her shirt and then by the belt of her trousers and go down and down gently caress her skin. She felt the heat slowly spreading over her body, as if it was melting under the influence of his touch. - "Tell me to stop". - he purred a moment later, joining their lips together in an intense, wet kiss. - "Tell me to stop and I'll never touch you again." - his fingers slowly reached a piece of her underwear, slowly slipping underneath.

"Hobie. . ."- she moaned, chewing her lip and grabbing his hand to stop him, although she really didn't want him to stop.

"Nah, you have to ask first."

"Hobie" - she growled irritated.

"I know that's what you want, honey."

"No. . ."

"Your body says otherwise."- he giggled as he slowly slipped his fingers into her.

She screamed quietly, stubbing her nails into his forearm.

"Quietly, luv. . . "- he kissed her, moving his fingers faster and faster.

"I-I hate you so much" - she muttered, chewing her lip so as not to moan.

"Oh you don't look like you hate me" - he laughed quietly into her ear. - "I think you love me and what I do to you."

Her body bent into an arch, feeling a wave of intense orgasm flowing through her body.

"Or am i wrong?"

"Hobie. . . just f-fuck me already."

He giggled right into her ear.

"I didn't quite hear you honey"

"Fuck you"

"Nah. . . I heard something else earlier."

She was silent for a moment, breathing heavily and trying to calm her uneven breath.

"Please, Hobie. . .just fuck me already, okay? - she said with embarrassed expression on her face. - Are you satisfied now?

A rogue, broad smile affected his face as they heard her words. He put a wet kiss on her cheek.

"Good girl. . ."

With a quick, decisive move, he took his shirt off and she couldn’t help but just stare at his slightly muscular body.

"I love you so much Hobie" - she whispered into his lips before they started to kiss and make out in a slow, gentle way

Hobie felt his heart racing and his body feeling tingly. - "I love you too...so very much, luv." - He kissed her again in a slow, very passionate way, as he caressed her and started to move his hands up and down her body...and everywhere in between. He took it slow and moved his body in tune with her body as they kissed very passionately.

"Oh God, Hobie" - shs moaned quietly feeling her body getting warmer and more relaxed.

"You really want it, don't you, my good girl?" - He continued to kiss her neck and move his body in coordination with hers. - "Shhh." - He caressed his girl's cheek with his free hand, while his other hands continued doing their thing. - "Just feel it...just feel...just relax." - He whispered in a low and soft tone. - "That's a good girl."

She was moaning quietly stabbing his back with her nails feeling his touch on her neck, she was very sensitive in this area and Hobie knew good about it.

"My my. I'm making you feel good, huh?"- he whispered into her ear.

"Feeling good for me?" - He started to nibble and bite at her neck very gently, slowly moving his mouth across her neck leaving marks on her skin.

"So…so good" - she whispered with her eyes closed focusing on the pleasure he was giving to her - "Ahh…f-fuck"

"Is someone almost there?" - He spoke in her ear in a low tone, as he let his hands move all over and down her body. - "Someone's feeling it right now?" - His smirk grew into a cocky grin.

"I-I am…"- she gasped shaking a little bit feeling their body moving together in a slow, very intense way. - "Please..."

"Please, what?" - He asked, as he continued to kiss her neck and nibble slowly leading her to the edge, making her go insane - "Beg me for it." - He whispered into her ear and kissed her neck again. - "I want to hear you say it, my love."

"H-Hobie…"

"Who's so desperate for it?" - he asked moving his mouth back up to hers, as he caressed her body and kissed her, feeling the heat building up in her body. - "Tell me" - He kissed her more and smiled in a low tone. - "I'm all ears, luv."

"Stop that" - she punched him playfully smirking quietly.

He just smirked back, as he let a hand go to her body. He then grabbed her and pulled her tighter, so they were right next to each other. He made sure she felt every part of him, before he moved his mouth back up to her ear.

"Beg me for it, love." - Hobie continued to whisper to her. His tone was firm and confident, as he felt her move even closer to the edge, just dying to let it all go for him. She moaned even louder, almost screamed feeling all of him and his body.

"I-I beg you Hobie, just…please let me get there…p-please"

"I think someone is close to the edge..." - Hobie let out a small chuckle and a small smile, as he started to caress her body up and down and kissed her more passionately, nibble on her neck. - "I think someone is feeling good and close to let it all go..." - Hobie felt her body move in a way, so he moved his hands back down and continued to kiss her neck passionately, making her feel good all over. - "Come on, tell me. Who is close to the edge?"

"M-me…I-I am" - she gasped feeling she was almost there.

"You're so close, luv " - He kissed her neck and her body more. - "So close to feeling all of that and finally letting it go. You're so close, aren't you?" - Hobie continued to tease her even more and nibble on her neck and caress her body, as if he was trying to push her over the edge of bliss. - "So close." - He made his moves even harder and faster. - "Oh God... you’re so wet." - he purred next to her ear - 'Get there for me, luv."

She felt an intense heat wave coming through her body knowing she just got there she moaned loudly once again and stabbing her nails into his back all blushing and trying got catch her breath.

"There you are, luv." - Hobie moved his mouth back over to hers and kissed her passionately one last time. He kept his hand on her back on her and kissed her deeply. His hands caressed her body, all over. - "There you go, baby...you did it". - He smiled at her and then whispered to her. - "You...my...good...girl."

Afterwards, he lay down next to her, covering their naked, still humming bodies, hugging her and stroking her head.

"Will you play something for me on your guitar?" - she murmured quietly still with her eyes closed hugging him tightly.

"You don't have to ask me twice, luv" - he smirked giving her a forehead kiss. - "But first where is me reward?" - he asked with a cocky grin on his face.

"Aren’t you tired yet?"

"With you? Never" - he smirked while she was helping her to get on top of him.

"Beg me first" - she said with a cheeky expression on her face knowing she was the one in control now.

"You naughy girl, using my tricks against me." - He smirked shaking his head with disbelief. - He knew she wouldn’t let go right now. She was good in this game, after all he teached her this by himself. After a moment of silence he sighed still smilling - "Please, make it so so good."

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daisies-daydreams · 7 months

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OKAY OKAY HEAR ME OUT…hobie brown with a plus size reader. I’m talking TUMMY, ROLLS, MUFFIN TOP. THE WHOLE SHEBANG. AND HE JUST..HE JUST LOVES IT. and reader is shorter than hobie. I’m talking 5’4 type short (average height BUT CMON. MANS IS LANKY AF. HES TALL SO HE THINKS READER IS SHORT AF) AND JUST YEAH. smut if you can pls 🙏 I need more size inclusive fics fr fr ~🕷️

Shape of You (Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Size!Reader)

Pairing: Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Size!Reader Category: Fluff & Smut (18+) Warnings: Brief Depiction of Body Insecurity, Making Out, Hickeys, Vaginal Fingering, Nipple/Breast Play, Clit Play, Cowgirl, Doggy Style, Creampies, Dirty Talk, P in V Sex, Unprotected Sex (you know the drill), Multiple Orgasms, Pet Names (love, babe, baby, honey) Word Count: 3.6k+

A/N: Y’all must have some sort of psychic link with me…b/c I was literally just about to start writing astv x plus size reader! 🥹 (No joke I’m 5’4 w/ a muffin top. Us girlies don’t get a lot of love 😞) I’m so so happy you requested this and I hope you enjoy it!

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI

You giggled as Hobie dramatically kicked the door open with his boot, his hand wrapped around yours as he led you into his flat. The light smell of cigarette smoke and pine wafted through the living room as you stepped inside. Hobie closed the door behind you before raising your hand above your head. You laughed as he twirled you around, your frilly tank top fluttering as you spun. When you turned back around, his smokey eyes held a new softness in them.

“What?” you giggled. Hobie pulled you to him, your bodies pressing together as he placed a hand on your cheek.

“Just admirin’ my girl,” he drawled with a lazy yet warm smile. You gasped quietly as he brushed his thumb over the curve of your cheek, his other hand falling to smooth over your hip. A familiar heat began to swell inside your core as he dipped his head down, letting his lips linger over yours. “You’re so fucking gorgeous, babe,” Hobie husked, his lip ring just barely brushing over your upper lip. You shivered as he rubbed small circles on your waist.

“H-Hobie,” you flushed.

“Hm? Somethin’ wrong?” he asked. You bit your lip as you clenched your thighs together, arousal flooding your every sense in the moment as time came to a standstill. You took a deep breath.

“Do you really mean it?” you asked. Hobie blinked as his brows slightly furrowed.

“‘Course I mean it,” he replied. You nodded, yet you still wore a somewhat pensive expression as you glanced down. You gasped when you felt his hands snake down and squeeze your ass.

“Hobie!” you blushed. Your boyfriend wore a wry grin as his eyes glowed with mischief.

“If I didn’t mean it, would I have done that?” he asked while tilting his head. You swallowed when he pressed his lips to your neck, the smooth metal of his piercing stroking over your pulse. You didn’t even realize that you backed against the wall as he suddenly puckered his plump lips over your goose-bump ridden skin, sucking on it tenderly. You moaned softly as he massaged your bum while working a large hickey on your neck. He wore a sincere, yet still cheeky, grin on his face as he pulled back.

“Would I put a mark on you if I didn’t mean it? Hm?” he murmured. You shook your head.

“N-No,” you stammered. Hobie’s smile grew wider as he rested his forehead on yours, his hands now moving up to cup your breasts, giving them a firm squeeze. You squealed as he smoothed his thumbs over your covered tits.

“Atta girl,” he nearly growled as he nipped just below your ear. Sparks of pleasure flitted through your now dripping cunt as he let his hands run down your puffy tummy. “We both know I’m not one for orders…but right now, I’d love nothing more than seeing each and every delicious inch of you bounce as you ride my cock,” Hobie groaned as he slipped his hands beneath your shirt. His cold hands made you jolt as he rubbed up and down your front, tracing over the bottom of your breasts and the top of your belly.

“How’s that sound?” he asked, his voice undeniably dripping with pure lust. You suddenly reached up on your tip-toes, throwing any sense of inhibition out the window as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You felt him smirk against you as your mouths danced together, the soft squelching of your heated kissing filling his small apartment. He chuckled as he pulled back, pushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes’, then,” he mused. You nodded as you squeezed the back of his neck.

“Yes,” you said breathily, your chest rising and falling rapidly as your heart thrummed against your ribcage. Hobie hummed before leaning back down, tilting his head to capture your mouth in a deeper kiss as his hands began to bunch up the fabric of your tank top. You moaned as he traced his tongue along your bottom lip and began to pull your shirt up. You broke for a moment as you raised your arms, allowing him to toss it aside.

“God baby, I can’t wait to feel your warm pussy wrapped around me,” Hobie growled, his deft fingers making easy work of finding the clasp of your bra. You sighed, parting your lips as he unhooked your bra, his tongue sliding into your mouth as the two of you moaned in unison. A particular swipe of his tongue against yours made you cross your knees together, drawing a husky chuckle from your lover as he slipped his wet muscle out.

“Couch or bedroom?” he asked, his hands already undoing the button and zipper of your ripped jeans.

“Does it really matter?” you panted as you shrugged your bra off of your shoulders. He laughed again before pecking the corner of your mouth.

“Good point,” he shrugged as he tugged your pants down your plump thighs. His eyes lit up with hunger when he saw your rolls spill out from your panties. “Fuckin’ ‘ell,” Hobie grunted as you stepped out of your pants. His eyes flicked back up to you as he took your hand again, guiding you to sit on the middle cushion of his couch. You tilted your head as you watched him sink to his knees, parting your legs with his large, calloused hands.

“I thought you wanted me to ride you?” you giggled. Hobie smirked up at you before pressing a gentle kiss to one of the prominent stretch marks on your left thigh. You twitched beneath his simple touch as he smoothed his hands over your legs, nuzzling his face against the plush of your thigh.

“I do…but first, I wanna make sure you know just how much I adore you,” he groaned as he met your gaze. A small moan left you as he stroked the inside of your thigh, he tilted his head up.

“Every roll,” he said as he kissed your belly. You squeaked when you felt his fingers hook around the band of your panties.

“Every stretch mark,” Hobie murmured before sucking another mark onto you. You swallowed thickly as he licked his lips afterwards. Your hips raised on their own as he pulled your panties down, his gaze half-lidded and drunk on the feeling of your warm body against his. You shuddered as the cold air hit your puffy lower lips, your arousal leaking out from your slit. Hobie fanned his hands over the creases where your pelvis met your legs as he dipped his head lower, his warm breath rolling over your mound.

“Fuck, everything about you drives me absolutely crazy, (Y/N),” his breath stuttered before he sweetly pressed his lips to your clit.

“F-Fuck, Hobie,” you keened, your mind and body already overwhelmed as his rough thumbs spread your chubby pussy lips apart. Without any hesitation he lowered his head, flicking the tip of his tongue over your sensitive clit. Bolts of electricity shot through you as you clenched your thighs, your head falling back as he gently lapped at your bundle of nerves. He moaned against your sex as his fingers glided down towards the rim of your entrance, your walls fluttering as he circled around your hole. You gasped when he puckered his lips around your sensitive clit, sucking on it hungrily as he began to push two of his long fingers inside of your tight walls.

“O-Oh God, oh my God,” you panted as he alternated between licking and swiping at your button with his tongue and sloppily making out with it. You swore you saw stars when he brought your clit between his teeth, nibbling on it gently as he slowly pumped his digits in and out of your slick cunt. Another low groan rose from his chest, the vibrations making your head spin as your walls clenched around his fingers.

You moaned loudly as he curled his fingers against your spongey g-spot, your legs shaking as he swirled the tip of his tongue over your plump button. Hobie grunted as your hands flew to his head, your fingers gripping his dark wicks as he stroked your gummy walls at a faster face.

“Y-Yes, keep going!” you cried as your head fell back against the headboard of the sofa. You yelped when he suddenly threw one of your legs over his sharp shoulder, moving your pelvis so his fingers slipped even deeper inside of you. You sobbed with pleasure as Hobie sucked on your bundle of nerves again while scissoring his deft fingers inside of your gushing pussy. His eyes looked like they were about to roll into the back of his skull as your cunt fluttered around him, your head dizzy as you felt the bubble inside you about to burst.

Your legs shook violently as your hips snapped forward, white flashing over your vision as your arousal flooded his parched mouth. You barely registered his moaning as you arched your back, your orgasm shaking you to the core as pure pleasure rolled in waves over you. You clenched the couch cushion as you heaved, feeling coming back to your fingers and toes as your heartbeat slowed. You whimpered as Hobie gave a peck to your clit, his three fingers still stuffed inside your tight cunt as he pulled his head up. He kept his eyes on you as he slowly pulled his digits out, cooing as you winced at the emptiness.

“Did so good f’me, hun,” he sighed as he brought his fingers up to his mouth. You gawked at how soaked they were, your opalescent cream coating every crease of his digits. Your soul nearly shot out of your body as he rolled his tongue out, swirling it around the tips of his fingers before shoving them inside his mouth. He groaned as he sucked on them, savoring the taste of your sweet juices.

“You feelin’ alright?” he asked after he released his fingers with a slick “pop”. You nodded, your body coated in a thin sheen of sweat as you caught your breath.

“Y-Yeah, it was just…a lot,” you giggled sheepishly. Hobie chuckled as he rested his hands on your knees.

“You okay if we go on?” he asked, his voice taking on a softer tone. You blinked before nodding slowly. “You don’t have to ride me if it was too much f’you,” Hobie added, his thumbs caressing the inside of your knees. You shook your head violently.

“No-I-I at least want to try,” you said. Hobie gave a gentle smile before rising to his feet. Your breath hitched as your eyes trailed down to his pants, a prominent bulge poking out from beneath his slacks. Just as you shifted over, Hobie patted your knee.

“Stay there real quick,” he said as he walked into the kitchen. You craned your neck to see him grabbing a glass from the cupboard and filling it up with some water from the sink. Every cell in your body felt like it was going to melt as he smiled at you while bringing the glass over.

“‘Ere you go,” he said with a grin as he handed you the water.

“Thank you, Hobes,” you smiled as you took the glass. You gulped down the beverage before setting the glass on the stained coffee table. You watched as your lover pulled his shirt up and over his head before undoing his belt. You bit your lip as he pulled down his boxers. His long cock sprang free, the sight his dark, swollen tip made your cunt flutter. He smiled as he took a seat on one of the other couch cushions, spreading his wiry legs as his member twitched.

“Your throne awaits,” Hobie mused as he patted his thigh. He laughed when you rolled your eyes, despite the playful smile on your face. You crawled over to his lap, your heart pounding inside of your ears as your wet pussy lips grazed over the thick head of his cock. Both of you panted and moaned as you rocked your hips back and forth, massaging his tip with your pretty slit. He squeezed your love handles as you slowed your movements. You released a shaky breath as you positioned yourself, his tip just barely breaching past your entrance.

“Take your time, lovie,” he murmured into your ear as he grabbed the base of his cock, helping to steady it as you hooked your hands over his shoulders. With a quiet moan, you finally began to sink down on his lengthy shaft. Hobie hissed through gritted teeth, his other hand gripping the plump flesh of your hip as your slick pussy swallowed his cock.

“Mmmmm, fuck,” he groaned as he slipped his hand away, watching as you sheathed yourself on his rod. Shivers ran up your spine with each inch you took, feeling every bulging vein and curve of his shaft slide against your sensitive walls. You jolted a little when the back of your thighs met with the front of his, the head of his cock now snug against your cervix. You dipped your head into his shoulder as you trembled in his hold, the feeling fullness sparking every single nerve in your sex. “Shh, shh I got you,” Hobie purred as he stroked your back. He patiently waited for you to adjust, his lips trailing along your cheek.

“Whenever you’re ready, sweet thing,” he murmured. You swallowed a lump in your throat before you started to raise your hips. Hobie’s pupils were blown wide as you gasped, half of his cock still lodged between your plush walls before you sank back down. “G-Good girl,” he grunted, his thumbs finding their way to smooth over your hard nipples. You gasped and moaned as his cock split you in two, your thighs and belly jiggling as you raised and lowered yourself.

“H-Hobieee,” you whined as he lightly pinched your nipples, his calloused tips a sharp contrast to your soft skin.

“Christ, look at you ridin’ my cock so well,” he rasped, eyes locked on your breasts and puffy tummy bouncing. His words made your pussy gush with slick as you sobbed, hiding your head in the crook of his neck. Hobie kissed your cheek, his palms now cupping your ass. “Yes, that’s it, love,” he grunted, his sharp hips snapping up to plunge deep inside your swollen cunt.

“H-Hobie-“ you tried to warn him before you suddenly stiffened, your legs burning and twitching as your cunt seized around his throbbing shaft. You cried against his shoulder as your hands gripped onto him for dear life.

“That’s it,” he cooed as you rocked your hips forward. You shivered once you finally came down from your high, your cunt absolutely drenching his dick in your arousal. Hobie pecked your temple as he rubbed your lower back.

“Did so well f’me, sweet girl,” he murmured. You peeked up.

“Did you get to finish?” you asked. Hobie shook his head, though he still held the dreamy look in his eyes. You groaned and rested your forehead against his shoulder, your face erupting with heat.

“Oi, s’alright,” Hobie said as he leaned his head forward just a little more. “If you want, we could try a different position,” he proposed with a sultry tone. He gave a wry grin as your walls fluttered around his girth. You tilted your head up to look into his smokey eyes.

“Could we…” your voice trailed off as you bit your lip. Hobie tilted his head, his eyes holding such patience in them. You felt your insides start to melt as you cleared your throat. “Could we maybe try…doggy style?” you asked. Hobie’s eyes lit up despite the calm expression on his face.

“‘Course,” he replied. You suddenly pulled your head up, your lips colliding with his as you rested your hands on his chest. Your eyelids fluttered as you tasted yourself on his tongue as he glided it across yours. You whined as you raised your hips, his cock slipping from between your folds before you adjusted yourself on the couch. Hobie wore an amused smirk as you wiggled your ass side to side.

“Fuck me,” he sucked in a sharp breath as you slid a pillow under your stomach and curved your spine.

“I just did that,” you giggled as you braced your arms against the couch. You squealed when you felt him spread your thick cheeks apart with his hands.

“Cheeky thing,” Hobie clicked his tongue as he guided his dick to your entrance. You grasped at the cushion in front of you as he rubbed the soaked tip of his cock against your labia, his hand kneading the flesh of your bum. “Y’ready f’me?” he drawled. You nodded, your hair sticking to your face as you puffed out a breath of hot air.

“Yes-please Hobie, f-fill me up till I’m leaking with your cum!” you whined. Your jaw went slack when you felt him sheathe himself inside you with one fluid thrust. You nearly choked on your moan as he snapped his hips forward, dragging his cock against your oversensitive walls at a hungry pace.

“Oh, fuck,” Hobie moaned behind you. You squeaked when you felt him grab your asscheeks firmly as his heavy balls grazed over your ripe clit. “Christ, look at your gorgeous arse bounce,” he praised, his words like honey flowing from his lips as he pistoned his cock inside you. Your mind was reeling as you heard the unmistakable sound of your cheeks clapping mixed with the loud squelching of him stuffing your cunt.

“Fuck, baby-could watch this body bounce and jiggle f’me for hours,” Hobie strained as his fingers dug into your plump flesh. You squealed when he leaned over, his long, wiry frame draping over your chubby body. You whined as he scraped his teeth against your shoulder.

“Feel so fuckin’ good wrapped around my cock,” Hobie growled, his hips still grinding against your backside as his head teased your cervix. Drool slipped past the corner of your mouth as he sank his teeth into your skin. Your eyes rolled back as you felt your third orgasm wash over your, your limbs turning into jelly as your cunt spasmed.

“Sh-shit,” Hobie grunted, his plump lips kissing over your bite before he pulled back. Both of you were a panting mess as his thrusts began to grow more frenzied, the sounds surely penetrating the walls of his flat by now. “So good baby,” he repeated like a broken record. Your body rocked back and forth with the force of his thrusts, your ability to speak now reduced to babbles and moans.

“Gonna cum-where?” Hobie asked, his cock twitching inside of your tight cunt. You mewled before tilting your head up.

“I-Inside,” you managed to breath, your spine arching on its own as he tenderly grazed over your g-spot. You felt Hobie push his cock inside you a few more times before he suddenly stilled. He released a deep, husky groan as his warm cum flooded your sweetly fucked hole. You gasped and shoved your face into the couch cushion as you felt his seed paint your walls. His hands felt so warm against your backside as his cock twitched a few more times. You grew dizzy at the feeling of his cum seeping out of your stretched entrance and rolling over your thighs. You shivered as he caressed your hips.

“Feelin’ alright?” he asked. Your cheeks warmed at the sentiment as you nodded. Hobie chuckled softly before patting your bum. “Good,” your lover said before slowly pulling out. Your pussy felt so raw as the head of his dick popped out, his cum now dribbling onto the worn cushion below. You caught your breath before pushing up on your hands, your heartbeat steadying as you leaned back.

“Jesus, Hobie,” you panted. “That was…I don’t think a man’s ever made me cum that much,” you confessed with a shaky laugh. Hobie tilted his head as he gave you a sultry grin.

“t’s my pleasure,” he winked. You laughed as he pecked your temple, his hand falling onto the top of your thigh.

“Why don’t we take a shower, yeah?” he suggested as he traced his hand down your cheek. You smiled.

“That sounds wonderful,” you beamed before pausing. “It’s not an excuse to see me naked for a bit longer, is it?” you teased. Hobie held up his hands as he shrugged.

“Could you blame me?” he asked as he gave you a puppy-eyed look. You giggled and gave him a quick kiss. After cleaning up, the rest of the night was spent with his lean frame curling against yours as he held you in his bed. You smiled as you listened to his steady heartbeat, his dark lips parted as he hummed a quiet tune against your neck.

“What’s on your mind, doll?” he asked. You shrugged as you traced a finger along his bedsheets.

“Thinking about you…about us,” you said.

“What about us?” he grunted inquisitively before pecking the back of your neck. You smiled warmly as you turned, your legs tangling with his as you met his eyes.

“About how happy I am that we’ve worked out,” you grinned ear to ear. Hobie blinked, his chiseled features softening as he rubbed your back.

“I’m happy ‘bout it, too,” he confessed with a rare shy grin. Your heart skipped a beat as he planted a kiss on your forehead. “Now, let’s get some sleep. Had quite the workout tonight,” he chuckled. You giggled as you snuggled against his chest.

“Night, Hobie,” you sighed happily. Hobie brought his hand up to your hair, stroking his fingers through it as you closed your eyes.

“G’night, sweetheart,” he whispered.

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Thank you for reading! ❤️

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hobiebrownismygod · 2 months

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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE MORE SUNSHINE/INNOCENT READER X HOBIE ITS MY LIFELINE I NEED IT PLEASEPLELPSPLZOLSPSLSPSLSKLSPSLSLSLSLSLSLSLZLZLLZLZPLSSPLSL PLEASDEEEEEE IM BANGING ON THE CASTLES WALLS HURUEHEGEH🙏🙏🙏🙏

this took me forever to respond to I'm sorry 😭 im glad you like this trope tho! Thank you for requesting <3

Hobie Brown x Sunshine!Reader

☆ It took his S/O months to muster up the courage to tell him they liked him only for him to straight up go "cool. Are we a thing now?"

☆ They're not one for confrontation and can get pretty shy so he's always there to be the blunt one!

☆ For example, when one of their coworkers kept calling them the wrong name, and they were too shy to correct them, Hobie was the one who told them and made sure the coworker learned his S/O's name properly 😭

☆ His S/O was extremely embarrassed but there was nothing they could really do about it at that point (Hobie was extremely proud of himself for doing that and made sure they knew it)

☆ His S/O doodles whenever they get bored, especially on their arms and legs. They draw cute little animals and flowers and things like that and Hobie absolutely loves them.

☆ He likes to carry around a marker with him so if his S/O ever gets bored, they can draw! He always has his arm out ready to let them draw on him, because even tho his S/O is a little hesitant about it, Hobie LOVES letting them draw on him. They're like little mini tattoos that remind him of them!

☆ Whenever he goes and puts graffiti on walls and buildings outside, he brings his S/O along so they can draw one of their little doodles on the side!

☆ Whenever someone that knows Hobie sees one of those murals/spray paintings, they can always tell it was his because of his S/O's little doodles in the corner!

☆ He also taught his S/O how to spray paint so they could come with him. When he first taught them how to spray paint, they weren't able to figure out the right amount of pressure to put on the spray, so he'd hold their hand and help lead them in the right direction for the first few paintings

☆ He would stand behind them, one hand on their waist, the other hand holding the bottle steady while his S/O stood in front, eyes slightly squinted as they sprayed the paint all over the walls, getting it everywhere

☆ He loved getting to wipe the paint off their face after every painting. His S/O never understood how so much paint could get on them in such little time, but they didn't mind. Hobie was always there to clean them up.

☆ His S/O also loves to read and is always curled up in bed reading a book in their free-time. They're a very expressive reader, and their face always changes whenever a new character pops up or when the plot starts to thicken. Hobie loves watching his S/O read.

☆ Sometimes, when he's really craving some affection, he'll come up behind them and cuddle them while they're reading, nuzzling his head into their shoulder while they smile, eyes glancing down at him before going back to the pages

☆ He'll also let his S/O curl up in his lap, or use him like a comfy chair while they read. He's a pretty skinny, boney person, but he can turn into the softest chair when he wants

☆ Hobie hates phones. He hates when people are on their phones when with friends. He hates when people are looking at their phones when he's trying to talk to them. His S/O knows this and makes sure to never have their phone out when he's around, so he can have their full attention. He loves that.

☆ He loves when his S/O listens to him. He could rant on for hours about whatever he wants, whether its capitalism, or some new gizmo he's building, but his S/O will always be there to listen to him, nodding along and smiling.

☆ Sometimes when he's been talking for a long time, he'll suddenly realize just how lucky he is to have someone so attentive with him. He'll stop talking and his S/O will be confused for a moment, only to be pulled into a hug and a kiss within seconds, trapped in his long lanky arms.

☆ He loves giving his S/O surprise kisses, watching their expression light up and their face turn hot. He'll come up from behind them, arms wrapping around their waist and pulling them in, to leave soft kisses peppering along their cheeks and lips.

☆ Sometimes he'll hide when his S/O comes home, just to jump out from around the corner and tackle them to the ground, covering their face in hundreds of sweet pecks.

☆ And on some rare occasions, his S/O'll attempt to do the same. Sadly, his spider-sense keeps him from getting surprised, so he always knows when it's gonna happen. He pretends to get surprised anyways, because he thinks it's cute when his S/O giggles while on their tiptoes, trying to reach his lips.

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hobiebrownbrowser · 10 months

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Jealous Hobie Brown x Jealous F!Reader

When it comes to a challenge, it didn't take long for it to become a competition, His lazy eyes dead pinned on your conversation with Kilometer Miles. It all started when he'd thrown his arm around Gwen, Constant laughter in the air you couldn't just ignore.

He'd counted how many seconds it would take for you to dismiss him, Exactly 30secs max. He could read you like a book, Relaxation in your eyes. It irked his mind shamelessly, how your hand would graze the sleeve of the male's sweater.

Your eyes seemingly gleaming as your lips curl into a soft smile, Mocking his taste in touch. He'd gone quiet, A spark of emotion rushing through him once your hand landed on the guys shoulder. He couldn't take it, he wouldn't let you win something so endlessly.

Every time he looked away, your gaze fell upon his figure, pressuring your thoughts down an empty pit filled with spikes. Your mind wondering if he could feel what you felt. You weren't that jealous, but he 'was'.

He told Gwen you'd both better head on home, Taking your hand and yanking you away from the others. You'd won but at what cost? Trouble coursing through the tension between the two of you.

A quiver of excitement aching through your veins as you'd know what was to come.

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Sweat tickled down your throat as you beg Hobie to let you cum. His slim fingers stretching you out, His other hand restraining your movement as you continue to plead out his name. Your clothes belong to the absent ground below the bed.

"Wet f' me already? d' this to you." You could only whimper, your mind melted into mush as he abuses every sweet spot inside of you. That same smirk planted his face that was testing your insanity. Everything spinning as you were on the verge of passing out.

The sound of your squelching pussy traversing through his ears as his pace fastens, watching you come undone just by 3 of his fingers. His tongue swirling around your overstimulated bud as he rejected your orgasm for a 5th time.

Holding you in place with his shear strength, feeling almost pitiful for you as he watches you squirm. A small emotion nipping at the back of his brain as your pleads ache him with such remorse. Your slick coating his entire hand as he offers for an apology.

You plead guilty without a second thought, Your hand firmly gripping his shoulders, succumbing to the pleasure that electrified you from within. The warmth pooling between your legs soaking the bedsheets.

His chin completely soaked in your juices as he stood tall on his knees, Rejecting your 6th orgasm. His eyes not leaving your teary ones as he pulls out his fingers.

This is gonna be more than a long night.

Author note: Me writing long stories is a rarity now and I didn't take this seriously, bc I dislike jealousy raptures. Everyone here that was from day one KNOWS I heavily dislike the jealous kind of stories.

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yandere-kokeshi · 9 months

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Hi:)

Cowboys are the only thing on my mind rn. Like I am down BAD for cowboys. But I got this idea…

Any yandere spiderverse character x cowboy reader 🤭

Warnings: yandere behavior and talks about cowboy shtuff

A/N: I love your thinking!! This is such a cute idea, istg. I added two characters totally, enjoy my love <3

Hobie Brown:

He thinks you’re so badass and incredibly attractive. He finds your taste in style pretty unique and your western accent so fucking attractive.

If you wear a western hat, you can bet Hobie will tease you so much and often grab it off you, waving it above you to see how you’ll react. Nevertheless, he finds you cute with it on.

With your style of clothing, Hobie is the type to have something similar for the both of you to wear, so people know you two belong to each other. Hobie will likely give you a necklace, or a keychain to go around your belt loops.

Isn’t really all that interested in learning how to ride a horse, but he does enjoy seeing you ride – especially staring at your muscled thighs from behind. If you’re a Spider person, you can bet Hobie will jump on the back of your horse to check up on you before swinging off in the middle of combat.

If you have a ranch, he will try to help, but he ends up just messing with the cattle and making sure they do mischievous things; finding your annoyed state funny. But! He will help you groom the horses and feed the animals.

At your ranch, he’ll try to make a little competition with things – such as who can lift more hay barrels, feed the most animals, etc.

Will definitely go out of his way to buy sugar cubes or snacks for your horse(s), rubbing their chin and patting their neck. Probably has a superb relationship with them.

Loves to call you outlaw, (his) cowboy, dusty boots, and buckaroo.

Will sometimes poke at your accent, even though he loves it a lot. And yes, he will playfully correct your grammar when you say things a bit off.

Miles Morales:

Thinks you’re the coolest person ever. Loves your style, your accent, and everything you do. He has a sketchbook dedicated to you, colored in pretty Western colors.

If you have a horse, you can bet Miles will be mouth wide and immediately run up to the horse, trying to pet them and ask you all sorts of questions about them. By the time his rambling shuffles down, Miles realizes he’s probably overwhelmed the horse and asks what he can do not to scare your best friend so much.

Absolutely asks if he can ride with you, or if you can teach him how to ride. He’s a slow learner, but, with your guidance and reassuring comforts, he becomes more comfortable riding. Although, he does whine about his body hurting afterward.

Your accent is so attractive to him. He’ll be looking at you like you’re the world’s best singer when you’re telling a funny story.

You can also bet he’ll be going with you to rodeos, being the few people in the crowd who’s cheering you on very loudly.

Watches you in awe when you lasso things, especially him. Again, will ask if you can teach him to how to use a lasso and make one.

Doesn’t really say a lot of nicknames, but at times Miles will say: boots, mustang, and hoss.

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tsukina-1-9-9-8 · 8 months

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y/n: what big hands you have... hobie: they are to feel you, pumpkin. y/n: *blushes in panic* pav: hey! and what about me? without your hands we cannot do high five! *cries*

sorry my caps broke, 700 likes and i bought a new keyboard(?

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spid3rpunksimp · 9 months

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May I request hobie x fem reader where they are friends but the reader is extremely affectionate to hobie? Could you make it where they soon end up dating? feel free to ignore and take care of yourself! Thanks 🙃

Now this is something I can do!

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Hobie x fem! reader

Loving your friend

Being friends with Hobie was a crazy ride. And you loved it. He was all over the place and was always in for crazy things, being the "non-labeled" anarchist he is. And you loved it.

As you sat in your bed, staring at the ceiling, you couldn't get your mind from making you squeal and kick your feet. Thoughts of hugging, cuddling, kissing, and just possibly dating at some point filling your mind where nothing else could possibly come into your mind.

You decided it would just be best to go up to the roof of the apartment building you lived at and get some fresh air instead of sitting in your stuffy studio apartment.

As you pulled your phone off the charger and put on your jacket, you walked out the door of your room and began your journey to the roof. Walking down the halls, up the stairs, to the roof, and sitting on the edge of the building. Something you do often. It never really scared you, if anything, it made you think about the reasons why you aren't as depressed as you were a couple months back. But as you thought about it, you realized the main reason, was Hobie.

You looked down to the city below you, so much going on, at such a late time. Everything felt unreal as the cold winter air nipped at your nose as you took in a big, icy breath before letting it out. Sometimes you felt so at ease, you didn't even think of Hobie, but you were just so obsessed with him to the point where you barely got a break from him being on your mind. Closing your eyes, you felt the peace of being there, in the moment, hit you. The joy of having a friend who cared about you made the edges of your lips rise up.

however, you were interrupted briefly after by the sound of your phone going off, you didn't know who it was from this late. You looked at your phone and noticed the time first thing.

2:45 am

The next thing you noticed was who texted you, your eyes sparkling as soon as you read the name.

Hobie brown ❤️:New message.

Opening your phone you read the text message with a wide smile across your face, replying faster than you wanted to.

Hobie: Hey. U up?

You: , can't get sleep anymore it seems lmao

Hobie: Wanna come over? I got those cookies you like so much.

You: Hell yea! Be over in 10

You gave off a big smile while creating a fist near your face and pulling your arm back in victory. You got up and started walking down the steps, but this time all the way outside where you put a pep in your step as you began to walk over to Hobie's flat.

As you started your 8 minute walk to Hobie's place, you didn't know it, but he was watching you. The building right across from the one you were sitting at the top of had a great hiding spot, and he knew you were up the whole time. As Hobie swung a web over in the direction of where his flat was he couldn't help but smile under the mask. The happiness he saw on your face whenever he invited you over made him overwhelmed with a warm, fuzzy feeling. A feeling he didn't feel often. At least when he wasn't around you.

Knocking on his door you struck a pose, Knowing when he opened the door, he was expecting you to do that. You struck a new pose every time you came over. He pretended like he didn't know it was coming, but he always knew it was coming. And boy did he love it.

When he opened the door he let out a laugh as you stood there, making a jokingly stupid pose, holding up two peace signs as you stood up straight and gave him a side hug, how you usually greeted him. He let you in but not before feeling nervous, he never usually found being around a nerve racking thing. But tonight, yup, he got the nerves on.

As you walked in you went straight to the pantry, looking for the cookies he promised you. Obviously he put them in a basket, a basket of things for you. He always kept snacks in a basket so that you didn't eat all of his food that he had to spend all that time either shopping for or stealing.

Hobie turned around and walked over to the coach, slightly man spreading as his legs extended needing room to stretch out so he could be more comfortable. "Oi, bitch. Why do ya look so out of breath, did you just get back from a workout of some shit?" you said to Hobie as he looked over to you, as he tried to figure out what he could convince you with that he was doing. "I- uhh. I had to clean a bit, rushin' ya know." he responded calmly, and you believed it. You went to sit on the couch next to him (with you cookies) as he looked for a good TV channel to watch.

After finding a good channel you two sat on the couch together for hours. Eventually the sun threatened the dark, navy blue sky with its presence as Hobie looked over to your sleeping form as you began to wake up. Your eyes fluttering open. "How'd ya sleep?" he said to you as you yawned and stretched, the blanket he put over you last night falling off. "Alright" you said as you looked over to him, you swore you had hearts for eyes. Even in the morning this dude looked damn gorgeous in front of you.

"I was wondering," you were cut off in your train of thought by Hobie scratching the back of his neck, still looking at you, his beginning of a question making you perk up. "I was wondering if I could take ya out, 8 pm maybe, ya know." he said leaning back into the coach.

You looked over at him wide eyed. There ain't no way he just said that. You blinked twice. Was this real. I mean he seemed normal. Oh shit...this is real. You stuttered a bit, taken back by how he just put it out there, "Uhh- well- wow umm."

"If you don't want to you don't gatta." he said as he looked you in the eyes, you swear he had a little disappointment in there as well. "No. What I mean to say is yes, Hobie. That sounds brill."

*8:00 pm*

The two of you walked down the street, going to his destination. He brought you to a tea shop, he did say you didn't have to dress up, and you saw why. You were actually quite happy with the first date choice. The two of you sat there and talked for hours and the random things you could think of. Both of you couldn't take your eyes off of one another. Every second ticked by as words flew out of your mouths as you drank you tea. Laughter and smiles all around the room as people thought of how cute the two of you were, non stop talking apparently not bothering them as bad as you thought it would both people in Britain.

After the tea, the two of you went on a walk. Where? Who the hell knows, you sure didn't, but you didn't care. You two were having fun. You ding-dong ditched people, and tapped on people's windows. You walked around and acted drunk and you could swear you could fly right then and there.

"Alrighty, you're acting like you're all boozed-up." Hobie said with a chuckle as you walked to the door of your studio apartment. "Hobie, thank you for tonight." you said as you looked up at him after unlocking and slightly opening the door. "No problem, love. Next week, ya free."

You looked up at him and gave a gentle smile. You pushed yourself up on your tippie toes and kissed him on the check. "Yea', I'm free." you said as you walked into your apartment, closing the door behind you.

As Hobie walked out of the apartment complex, he thought about what you just did. And as he gave a toothy grin, placing his hands in his pockets and walking back to his place. He knew, you where the person he thinks he might make an exception to him "no-labels" rule.

I hope this is okay, I honestly didn't know what to write it just sounded too cute. I'm so sorry if it isn't what you were wanting or expecting.

Thank you for the request.

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sheluvv-gambino · 9 months

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First of all girl your stories me having me jumping off my bed and doin a little dance Fr anyways can you write Hobie x fem reader and she wants to get a nose piercing but it scared even though she has other piercings it just scares her that it’s in the front of her face

thanks and feel free to ignore 😘

"It's just you and me, lovey."

A/N : I have a nose piercing myself and i WISH Hobie was with me when I got it. Also feel free to send any requests for Hobie I actually enjoy writing him, Its nice to take a break from writing the same character even though I litch adore both Miles.

Parings : Hobie Brown x black fem!reader

Summary : Hobie would be with you through every situation and yes, that even meant him piercing your nose.

Warnings : Needles.

"Y'know I just don't understand how hard it could be to cook one simple meal." Hobie grumbled watching the people on the tv fail to make a creme brulee.

You laughed at your boyfriends judgement of someones attempt at the dessert. You hooked your leg over Hobie's legs as you snuggled into his chest further.

You and Hobie were cuddled up on the couch as you watched the show that somehow enraged your boyfriend yet calmed him day after a day of patrolling around as spiderman.

As you were watching you noticed one of the contestants had a nose piercing. You'd always wanted one, esspecially since you shimmered with multiple piercings on your body. Hobie's personal favourites were the ones on your nipples and your back dermals. He made you very aware that those were his favourites!

You shifted your head to look up at Hobie,"Hey babe?."

"Y'alright darlin'?" Hobie looked down to meet your eyes.

"Yeah I was just thinking," You paused taking in a breath. "I think I want to get my nose pierced but I'm scared. I mean I've got loads of piercings, I just don't get why i'm being a little bitch about this!"

"Oil! Don't call my girlfiend a 'little bitch', alright? It's okay to stress over a piercing, I was scared when I got my nose pierced. I mean the way I was panicking was mad. You've got this, I know you do. I'll even do it myself." Hobie huffed after his small rant. He refused to let you talk bad about yourself in any situation.

"Okay. Do you mind if we do it now whilst I still have this adrenaline in me!?" You timidly asked with a small grin that graced your lips.

"Course we can, lov'." Your boyfriend gave you a kiss on your forehead then darted down to your lips where you gave him enough of a firm peck to feel his lip piercing on your bottom lip.

Hobie got up from the couch and briskly walked down to the left hallway.

Shortly, he returned with the kit he uses to pierce himself and sets it down on the counter.

He wouldn't trust anyone else to pierce your nose.

He walked over to you and grabbed you off the couch and effortlesly carried you over to counter where he gently places you down.

He spreads your legs and plants himself inbetween them.

"Ready to do this?"

"Wait, I don't know yet." You breathing increases and you feel Hobie's hand interlocked with yours.

"It's okay, we can slow down if you want to okay," Hobie reassures you. "It's just you and me, lovey."

Your breathing slows down back to a normal rate and you gesture for Hobie to continue with the piercing.

Hobie sanatizes his hands and pulls the fresh new needle out of the package.

"Ready?"

You nod with your mouth shut so you can focus on your breathing.

"1."

"2-"

Hobie didn't even wait for '3' let alone consider it. He knew if he just suprised you then letting you hear the countdown fully, you'd be calmer.

He pushed the needle in quickly then got your new nose piercing hooked in without even a sweat.

"Did you push the needle through yet?" You questioned with a squeek in your voice.

Hobie just chuckled.

"Open your eyes f'me, darlin'." Hobie pushed a small mirror with a handle into your hand.

You opened your eyes after having them squeezed shut for a split second. Your eye caught the jewelry that adorned your nose.

"Hobie!!" You squeeled putting the mirror down and jumping into Hobie's arms, forcing him to put his hands under your ass as you legs squeezed his waist.

"Yeah yeah , I gotta do what I have to to make my girl happy." Hobie shrugged of with his iconic smirk placed on his lips.

Little did you know when Hobie was giving you a pep talk, he lied to you.

Hobie wasn't even the least bit scared when he pierced his nose.

The man didnt even flinch, but if he had to make you think he was a pussy in that situation just so you wouldn't put yourself down for being a bit scared... he would do it any day.

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

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callmeprowler · 10 months

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Hobbie Brown's relationship headcanon

-teaches you how to play guitar if you don't already know

likes to skip out on spider meetings mostly to hang out with you or just to piss off Miguel

likes to match his nail color to yours

lets you do his hair whether that be styling it or washing it or just playing with it in general he loves it

would 100 % encourage you to get a piercing if you told him you wanted one might also be up to getting matching ones

this man will hook you up on his hair care routine it may or may not be an excuse to want to be close to you

likes PDA but keeps it on the minimum like maybe holding hands and forehead kisses here and there

always has his hand on either your waist or shoulder and refuses to let you go, he claims that it is what keeps him sane

on the nights both of you can't sleep he would most likely play a soft tune on his guitar he probably has a tune that reminds him of you but do not ask about it tho, though he'll deny it

doesn't mind if his s/o is shy he actually thinks it kind of cute

doesn't like sleeping with his back turned to you he claims it's uncomfortable and bitter to do

whenever you guys cuddle he likes to place soft kisses on your hairline or forehead and whisper sweet nothing

his favorite time of day is nighttime since everything is calm (for the most part), so you two like to have those late-night talks about random things or maybe go sit on a rooftop somewhere so that you can overlook the city

talking about rooftops that is where most of yalls dates happen, Hobbie isn't a big fan of big fancy restaurants so most of the time you two are on top of a building having a little nice picnic

fight between you two rarely happen mostly because Hobbie is such a chill and laid-back dude it would take a lot to actually piss him off

if something is bothering him he'll talk about it right away and he encourages you to do the same

being with him is your ultimate safe space, he'll never judge you or the decisions you make

doesn't get jealous quickly because he has confidence in himself and he trusts you to never hurt him just like how you trust him to never hurt you

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your-local-simp-writers · 10 months

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Embracing Chaos

Word Count: 852

Warnings: None

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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hobiebrownismygod · 5 months

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imagine hobie with a really sweet S/O who cries when she sees other people/animals in pain and is just so soft and understanding and kind and the absolute definition of lovely.

she works at F.E.A.S.T. and thats where hobie met her for the first time when he saw her passing out toys to all the little kids there and telling them stories and smiling at them and being all cute

and he loves kids so the way she was so gentle with them made his heart feel like it was going to burst and he just had to know who she was

after they become a thing eventually when they move in together their aesthetics really clash because he's all loud and punk and bold while she's a lot softer and wears light colors like baby blue and soft pink and flinches when she hears loud noises

she'd be the most caring person ever and whenever hobie had those nightmares that every spiderman gets, nightmares of him losing people of not being able to save people she holds him and hums to him until he falls back asleep in her arms and he loves it because he just feels so so safe around her

or if you wanna make it angsty then after she finds out what who he is instead of being all "woah you're spiderman thats so cool" she'd be horrified because spider punk canonically kills people and she wouldn't be okay with that because she absolutely doesn't condone murder, even if its happening to cops and because of that they go through a really rough patch

maybe she ends up leaving him and hobie just absolutely loses it after she leaves because shes his comfort during the storm and eventually he ends up getting hurt or something and he comes to her house and she nurses him back to health and they have a sweet conversation and she agrees to give it another chance

idk if any of this made sense but do y'all see my vision 😭

@therealloopylupin2099 @spiderrinn @l0starl @daydreaming-en-pointe @itsparis-07 @s6onder @@vileviale @Bubble787635

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jester-lover · 11 months

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Hobie with a Desi! S/O

cw/ fem! Reader, horrible attempt at writing British people, including multiple desi cultures bc my girlies need all the representation we can get (it’s slim pickings out here) all fluff, some cultural struggles, but everything is resolved, mentions of insecurities

(LONG POST- headcanons and a drabble)

I'm goth and I had a literary awakening when Hobie showed up

There are literally only two ways I see the two of you meeting

The first involves you being a friend/relative of Pavitir’s, who is exceptionally happy his two homies are getting along

In this situation, Hobie would know a little more about you from the get go, and you most likely would know about him (Pav thinks he’s so cool, he’ll talk about his friends to anyone who’ll listen)

Another; in my opinion, funnier, way for the two of you to meet is him accidentally crashing a desi wedding when he’s on Spidey business

You would be mildly peeved with him for disturbing the wedding, but his spunk and generally opinionated personality make you fall for him

Either way, congratulations! You have the world’s loveliest punk boyfriend

As a boyfriend, Hobie loves helping out in any activity you need help with

He’s the type of boy who tries his absolute hardest to be there for any event that is important to you

No matter if its a massive grad party or a late night pizza run, Hobie is there and having the time of his life

Now, moving onto the cultural aspect, Hobie adores learning about other cultures

Your family is weary of him at first, because of the way he dresses primarily

He manages to find a place in their hearts after they see the way he treats you (with respect and dignity!!!!)

Also the fact that he eats whatever your mom makes, entire plate, man will lick it clean

(I mean, have you seen how much British people love takeaway?)

“Is your mum home yet?” “She’s making something good I bet, she always is.”

He can HANDLE spice, and he’s good with kids (his interaction with Mayday proved that to me)

Your parents may end up, in a shocking event, liking him!

Hobie is your biggest hype man whenever you wear cultural clothes, especially if they’re a little on the edgy side, dark colors and all that

Lehengas, shalwar kameez, sarees, etc, he loves them all

“You're dressed up, aren’t you?”

He’ll explain it to you in this mysticised ‘stepping on eurocentric beauty standards’ type of way, but you know deep down he just thinks you're super pretty

He’s obsessed with your features, no matter what you look like, he thinks you have the most perfect face in the world

If you ever make Hobie Desi food, he’ll be in love with you forever

He loves pani puri, especially if the pani is a lil spicier

His love language is acts of service, and you making him something to eat is like, you are nourishing him?? With bomb Desi food?? he’s is seeing heaven rn

He most DEF asks Pav (who then asks Gayatri) for advice on how to impress you

This leads to him, hanging onto your windowsill, with a Mendhi tube in his hand, and a calm smile on his face

As Hobie slid off his mask, his gorgeous hair fell to the sides of his sharp face. Placing the spiky mask on your side table, he sauntered towards your bed, abruptly sitting down and motioning for you to follow him.

You sighed, and smiled as you took your spot in front of him. He was alway so considerate, taking your interests into mind whenever he swung by.

“You know, I’m not a pro at this or anything.”

He grinned, almost wolfishly, and placed the small sharp tipped tube into your lap.

“I could care less, do anything on my hands.”

You gently took one of his hands into both of yours, spreading it out to see the flesh of his palm, his nails were painted red this week, courtesy of you, of course.

His long bony hand flexed as you gently took off each of his silverish rings, one by one.

You were completely focused on this simple act, treating him with a gentleness only you could offer him, a complete contrast from his usual existence.

“I don’t have a lot of time today, my cousin’s getting married, we have to go to some pre wedding events.”

Hobie perked up in interest, sliding his free hand to smooth out your gingham sheets.

“And what do you plan to wear?”

His mind flashed through all the traditional clothes he’s seen you in, each more ornate and beautiful than the last.

“The lehenga most likely, the peach-ish one, with the sparkles.”

You undid the little plastic pin at the top of the Mehendi tube, applying a slight pressure and making a small line on his palm to start out with.

Hobie looked at you closely, remembering the last time he saw that specific lehenga.

“That one’s cute.”

You laughed a little, looking down at your messy drawing.

“I was going for a flower but it sorta looks like a palm tree.”

He looked down at his hand, a messy smudgy, and less than finished flower was on his palm.

“Maybe, a couple more petals on the top, yeah?”

You squeezed the Mendhi tube again, carefully drawing three extra petals on the top.

“There! I think that's good.”

Hobie looked down at his palm and kept a laugh back, poorly albeit.

The flower wasn’t necessarily bad, just a little wonky.

“It's absolutely beautiful.”

You smiled.

“Hold your hand still until it dries, then peel off the crumbly bits, okay?”

Hobie mockingly saluted with his other hand, matching your smile.

“Anything you say.”

You giggled, taking his face in your hands gently, careful to avoid snagging one of his piercings.

“What am I ever gonna do without you?”

His expression turned a little soft, keeping his smile steady.

“Let's hope it never has to come to that.”

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dreamstate4you · 8 months

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Hobie.

Pt2 ( pt 1 )

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2.1k words.

Angst, descriptions of blood, catcallers, reader having slight panic attack

After a few minutes of being alone with your skateboard. You soon realized how lonely it was without your boyfriend. You sighed and just decided to pack things up and go back to studying for that Exam you were trying to avoid.

You picked up Hobie's leather jacket and wore it. The weather suddenly feeling chilly. The sky started to turn from it warm yellow hue to a light blue, comforting, cool colour.

Picking up your skateboard and your small backpack you began to embark on the journey back to your apartment. The distance between the park and your apartment was a safe distance away ,but you wanted to go to the nearby supermarket to buy yourself a snack. Little did you know that the decision you made would almost cost you your life.

You had spent an uncomfortably long amount at the supermarket. Constantly glancing at you phone waiting for a text from Hobie. A part of you just wanted to prolong the time away from home so you would not be alone in your apartment.

After a thirty minutes the owner of the supermarket shooed you out because they wanted to close. You did not blame her, it was getting late.

The cool light blue sky now replaced by a dark blue. You held your arms and skateboard close to you as started to walk back home. The supermarket was further from your apartment then the park.

Noticing a few drunken men from the right side of the road, made you start to pick up your pace. The streets were empty no car in sight or another pedestrian. It was just you and the drunken men who... crossed the street?

They were following you.

Your felt your heart instantly drop to your stomach. The men had started to call out to you. Telling you to slow down and that they wanted to talk to you. You faintly heard them complimenting and whistling at you.

The fear made your stomach hurt. You felt a burning sensation in your throat. You didn't want to ,but the fear and thoughts that clouded your mind made you slow your pace down.

You wanted to drop everything and run. This had never happened to you ,but you couldn't even find the strength to scream at the man to leave you alone.

You heard them coming closer.

And closer...

Closer...

Close...

From the corner of your eyes you saw a familiar figure of red and blue swing down and lands gracefully a few inches away from you. Facing the small group of men that were following you. It's your Hobie, in his full spiderman costume, with his signature smirk and rebellious attitude.

"Oi, what's this, then? Some blokes think they can just disrespect my- This beautiful lady, huh?" He almost slipped by calling you his girl. He stepped forward, his presence commanding and protective. "These fascists need to learn some manners."

Hobie cracks his knuckles. The confidence dripping behind his mask.

Some of the guys back off and run away in fear of the superhero who stood in front of them. Two of the older men who were too drunk to understand what was even happening decided to challenge the hero.

Spiderpunk did not hesitate, Immediately jumping into action. He was careful not to cause deep wounds to the intoxicated men ,but just a deep enough wound that would bruise and leave them with a reminder of what they tried to do.

Calming down from the fearful paralysis you were able to freely breath without the feeling of your heart sinking. Your Senses came back to you one by one.

First was your touch. You noticed how sweaty your palms were as they were gripping on the side of your upper arms. Your skateboard was in the middle of your arms. You hadn't even noticed how it was slowly slipping away from your grip.

The second was your hearing. You picked up how your breath was deep and Shakey. You picked up the groans and grunts of the older men that were being taught a lesson by Hobie.

The third was your sight. Turning around to properly face the men you spotted blood. At first you thought it was the blood from the men Hobie was busy with ,but as your eyes wondered you noticed how it was coming from hobie.

That's when you noticed it. It was a badly placed bandage. The bandage was wrapped around his calf, Though wrapped wasn't the word to use, It was lose around his leg making him a victim to any floating diseases. This loose bandage did not have enough pressure applied to the wound making it slowly drip with blood.

"Ho-" you stopped yourself from calling his full name, almost revealing his identity.

"Spiderman, Stop. Stop it!" You called out to him. Your voice coming out in a scolding manner.

You don't know what prompt the fear inside of you. Maybe it was the adrenaline coursing through your veins from the men who were following you or, maybe it was how you started to piece things together. Hobie was being injured frequently now. It seemed like he was becoming more reckless then he could afford too. This was the second injury you saw in one day.

His regeneration abilities were also struggling to keep up. His spider abilities which allowed him to heal faster than the normal human were not the same as they were when you first meet him. You noticed how he took longer to heal from simple cuts to complex wounds.

Hobie paused mid-sentence as he was giving the cat-callers a final piece of his mind. He turned to look at you, a bit surprised by the interruption. His eyes widened slightly behind his mask when he saw the look of concern on your face.

"Love, I've got this. Don't worry about me," he says, his voice laced with reassurance. His actions slowly slowed down. Allowing the two men to Scarry away from him and run away, clutching Their sides. His cocky demeanor falls away for a moment as he takes in your worried face. The cat-callers gone as it's just the two of you.

You gathered what strength was left inside of you to look again at the wound on his calf. The sight of the loosely wrapped bandage brought panic to you. You did not want to be near him. You did not want to see his injury.

Hobie's eyes widen as he watched you walk away from him with an angry and worried expression. He quickly follows after you, limping in the process, his voice filled with concern and a tinge of guilt. "Hey, wait! Y/N, please!" He reaches out to gently grasp your arm, trying to stop you from going any further.

"I'm sorry, alright?" He started apologizing even though he did not know what you were mad at. Hobie saw your eyes wonder back to his injury. You some his hand from your shoulder and proceeded to talk away. "Hey, Let me explain." His voice is filled with panic as his limping disadvantaged him from swiftly cathing up with you.

Hobie let out a loud groan as he struggled to stand up. You turned around at the sound only to see your boyfriend Hobie clutching onto his calf in pain. Dispute the pain he quickly tried to mask it and pretend he was okay. He stood up straight again but it was obvious how hurt he was.

Your eyes could only widen with panic and thoughts of how you could lose the only good thing to happen to you flooded your mind.

Hobie's eyes widened with concern as he Saw the panic in your eyes and quickly picked up the deep breaths you were taking.

He limped to your frozen state and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight and secure embrace.

"Hey, hey, love. Breathe with me, okay? In... and out." He starts taking slow, deep breaths, hoping that you'll follow suit. His hold on you is gentle but firm, offering you a sense of grounding and support.

"I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to scare you. I promise, I'm okay. Just a scratch." He murmured softly into your ear, his voice filled with love and reassurance.

Hobie released his grip on you and crouches down, bringing himself to eye level with you. " look at me. Focus on my voice, alright?" His voice is gentle, yet filled with urgency. "I know it looks bad, but it's not as bad as it seems. I promise."

"We need to get you back to me place." You managed to say. Hobie's previous words helping you get your emotions in check. Hobie nodded and carefully scooped you into his arms. He webbed you both to your apartment.

Hobie leaned his body weight against the wall, removing his mask, as you fumbled with the door keys. You checked back at him and saw him closing his eyes.

"Hobie." You snapped him out of it. You quickly guided him to the sofa getting deja Vu of earlier today. As he set on the sofa you pulled the coffee table near, moving any notes and books aside. Hobie lifted his injured leg onto the table and you unwrapped the bandage around his calf.

The sight of his bare wound was worse then you thought. It seemed like whatever he was fighting had sunk it's claws or teeth into his skin. You immediately ran to the medicine cabinet inside the bathroom. Wearing your gloves as you immediately prepared the Blood bag and IV drip.

"Hobie, Hobie!" You called out to him ,but he didn't respond. "Hobie!" You held his shoulder and slowly shook him. He lazily opened his eyes.

"Just a bit lightheaded ,love. Nothin' a nap can't fix." Hobie replied but didn't close his eyes. He didn't want to slip out of conciseness. You ignoring the wave of panic that spread across your body making your hands sake as you injected the IV into his vein.

You moved your attention back to the wond again. You started disinfecting his wound, cleaning all the dried blood. "Hobie, can you feel this?" You asked. You were getting worried due to his lack of reacting to the alcohol.

"Yeah. It's- irritating." He grits between his teeth. A small sigh of relief coming over you. His nerves were not badly damaged, all you had to do was stitch him up.

You held the stich needle, Affirming the words they thought you in class. You started stitching the wound. Hobie sat patiently, enduring the stitching process with a stoic expression. He appreciated your careful and gentle touch, though he can't help but feel a tinge of pain with each needle prick.

Once you were done stitching him and cleaning the wound. You wrapped him up properly in a bandage and removed your gloves. Hobie couldn't fight it anymore and lost his consciousness. You watched as his breath slowed down. His chest slowly rising and falling compared to how fast it was beating earlier.

You held your head in your hand. Taking in everything that happened. Your theory was right. Hobie's spider regeneration abilities were lacking. You made a mental note to ask him when he woke up.

After a few hours of sitting down Cleaning the place and revising your notes Hobie woke up. It was two in the morning, the night outside was still dark but you still couldn't sleep.

"Hey" he weakly smiled. You turned to his voice, lightly embracing him into a hug. "How long was I out?"

"A few hours." You answered him, still refusing to let go of the embrace.

"I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to stress ya." Hobie leaned into the embrace.

"You need to be careful hobie. Your regeneration abilities are lacking.-"

"I know." Hobie interrupted your sentence. You let go of the embrace to look him in the eyes. You're face was filled with confusion, he knew but why was getting more reckless.

Hobie immediately read the confusion on your face. He took a beep sigh "crossing the multiverse is messing up with my abilities. It ain't me only, some other spiders are experiencing this too." He paused before he continued "some are completely loosing their spider powers."

"But!" Hobie interpreted you from talking by putting his finger infront of your lips. "But Miguel is working on something."

Hobie lightly took your face into his hand "Don't worry about me ,love"

He said, giving you a small smile.

You wanted to trust him. You really wanted to ,but an uneasy feeling deep down did not allow you to.

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whimsyskittles · 9 months

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☆ he likes the girl in the band hobie x f!reader part 2!

okay everyone this is part TWO , there may or may not be a third, but i could always end it here and start a new fic. PLEASE SEND ME FIC IDEAS!!

TWs: fluff, kissing, teasing, 18+ implication(doesn't actually happen) i kinda suck at warning descriptions sorry!!

anyways, hope you enjoy and please keep in mind that this is my first fic!

word count: 1121

continued, makes more sense if you read part one, but for context if you don't want to, you're in a band and fall in love with hobie, but he falls harder. you just escaped an awkward situation and now watching tv in your apartment hours later. enjoy your read!

you heard a knock at the door.

"someone's at my door?" you thought to yourself, not expecting someone over at this time.

you stand up off of the sofa and walk towards the door, hesitant at first.

slowly turning the knob, the door opens and you are greeted with...a vest? oh, not a vest. you look up and see hobie standing there with an awkward look on his face. "we need to..talk" he said "about what happened.."

you looked at him and nervously laughed "yeaaahhh...come inside, it's more comfortable.."

you lead him to your sofa, shutting the door behind you. you both sit down and he looks at you. "so..about..earlier.."

you interrupt hobie, cutting him off. "yeah, i know..i was going to apologize but...." there was a long pause "...okay, you know what, i'm just going to say it."

"say what, love?" he asked, raising an eyebrow

you took a deep breath and spat this out as quickly as possible, "okay so i actually really like you but i didn't know if i should tell you or if you even shared feelings or if you hated me i don't know i'm so confused i was really nervous and..." you trailed off realizing you had just let out one of your 'anxiety rants', as ryan calls them. (also for context if you didn't read part one, ryan is a bandmate you are close with)

"sorry.." you sighed out.

he was looking at you with flushed cheeks and widened eyes. he eventually composed himself and cleared his throat a bit.

"wow, uh..wasn't exactly expecting 'at.." he responded, almost as if he was speechless.

you looked almost ashamed and looked down at your hands, which were fumbling with each other. "sorry, i just..-"

you were cut off by...a KISS?!

hobie had leaned over to you while you were focusing on your hands and kissed you

with wide eyes, you looked at him. you were blushing, stuttering, and could not, for the life of you, make eye contact with hobie.

"i..uh...h-hobie?" you looked up at him and he was grinning. he had the biggest smirk on his face.

"what's 'at? are you stuttering? didn't think you had that big of a thing for me." he teased

you loved his teasing.

it felt like you two were the only ones in the world

he grabbed your hands and held them in his own, looking at you again.

"you a'right? you've 'ardly said anythin'.'

you snapped out of your trance like state of gazing into his eyes. "yeah! yeah, i'm fine..i just..wasn't expecting a kiss.."

"so you didn't like it?" he was teasing you again. "should i have done a bit better, then?" he smirked again.

if you weren't blushing then, you definitely were now. instead of giving him more of a reason to tease you, you decided to play along. "maybe you should've."

getting closer to him, you teased back, "you aren't getting nervous, are you?"

"gettin' a bit confident, yeah?" he also inched towards your face, finally close enough to kiss you again, this time more passionately.

(I APOLOGIZE IF ITS MOVING A LITTLE FAST I DONT HAVE MANY FILLER IDEAS AT THE MOMENT)

you broke away from the kiss and leaned into hobies shoulder, laying your head there.

"you tired already?" he questioned, looking over at you.

"i don't want to go too far..i just want to be here with you..can we watch a movie?" you replied back, looking up at him as your head was still relaxing on his shoulder.

he chuckled

"too far? what's too far for ya, love?" he noticed your slightly annoyed expression and said "was jus' kiddin', no need to get upset"

"so, what genre of film do you want'to watch then, huh?" he raised an eye brow and gently took your head off of his shoulder, as he reached for the remote.

you complied with this and moved your head off of his shoulder and onto the back of the sofa. "hm..a classic romance..of your choice of course."

he smiled sweetly at you and nodded

"think you'll like this one. you've seen 'pretty in pink', right? a good classic."

you smiled back at him, "well, duh! i've only seen, all of molly ringwald's movies...my favorite is [insert your favorite molly ringwalk film 😚]."

he chuckled and looked at you "'at's a good one too." he said as he opened up a streaming app and turned on 'pretty in pink'

as you two watched the movie, you cuddled closer, your head on his chest, and his arms wrapped around you. you could hear his heartbeat. you could feel his warmth, and oh, was he warm. he placed one hand on your head and traced a finger down to the back of your neck. his touch was nice and soft.

"enjoyin' the movie?" he asked you, looking down as he seen your eyes slowly shut and open again.

you mumbled a little "yeah...very...nice.." his touch felt amazing, you were already sleepy with it being late, but his touch made it so much better.

he smiled at your response

"someone a li'tle sleepy, hm?" he continued the motion of softly caressing the back of your neck as you slowly drifted off to sleep

soon enough, the motions stopped. hobie had fallen asleep as well. you both lay on the sofa, cuddling each other close as the movie plays in the background. his arms still around you, with one of his hands still placed on the back of your neck, almost acting as support for your head.

[timeskip: the next morning]

slowly opening your eyes, yours soon met with hobie's, as you were still in the same position.

"mornin'. you sleep well?" his hands went to slowly sit you up, as he was starting to get uncomfortable.

you nodded "i didn't mean for you to sleep over, sorry for falling asleep on you.." you apologized and smiled a little at him

"no worries, love. didn't have anythin' planned for today, don't matter if i'm home or not."

you both finally sat up on the sofa

"d'ya want breakfast? i can't cook, but i can go grab some for us."

looking at him, you responded, "no thanks, too early for that. thanks for offering, hobie."

he smiled and nodded

after a few seconds of silence, you finally asked him a dire question. "so..what are we? relationship-wise?" you looked over to him, only to find out he was already looking at you.

"well..we've already kissed an' all...guess that'd mean we're datin'." he grinned and held your hand as he lay his head on your shoulder this time.

you smiled at him and put a hand on his ither shoulder, leaning into him and placing your head atop of his

"guess so."

END OF CHAPTER TWO, WOOOO!

sorry if this chapter was shorter than you expected, i'm new to this whole thing! this chapter was more of a confession/fluff chapter, hope you enjoyed your read!!

side note: omg i cannot believe that i finished this in two days i thought i was gonna be procrastinating and putting this off forever wooohooo!!

please send your ideas/request for headcanons/fics!

-whimsy ☆

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