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Shimmy shimmy ya shimmy ya shimmy yaaaa

DRANK 🗣️

Swalllalalalaaaaa

DRANK 🗣️

Swallllalalaaaaa

swalllalalalala

swalllalaallaaa

Tutututuruturutut

Freaky freaky yaaa

Tuttuutututututututu

FREAKY FREAKY YAAA

(this song won’t leave me, so yeah. Now you suffer too.)

-🎀 (can I actually change it to ❄️? Cuz I use it for other users like the - kr8tor so I thought it would be easier for me and more convenient lol)

LMAOOOO I USED TO BE OBSESSED WITH THAT SONG 😭💀

and ofc you can change it to the snowflake! ❄️ 🫶🫶

(sorry this is so late LMAO)

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He is adorable!!

I’m sure he’ll be fine 🤣 just a lil tummy ache even thought he already ate half the cake 🙏

the twins are just ADORED by him! They keep asking Hobie if they can keep him 🥰 they even tied a little pink bow to him after opin!hobie put him down to match the theme 🫶🫶 And it’s fine, because he has his horn to bring some cake over to him 🫶

and thank you! I’m very happy you like the sketch so far and I’ll definitely have fun drawing the duo 🥰

OPIN!HOBIE WIP

the sketch looks messy but i swear i understand it. trust the process. the sketch still isn't completely done but it almost is hehe @the-kr8tor

the MOMENT he's put down he's IMMEDIATELY going back to that cake. it tastes like pinkie pie made it

"is he even supposed to be eating that...?" - opin!hobie

the twins are just like: "IS THAT A MY LITTLE PONY?!"

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OPIN!HOBIE WIP

the sketch looks messy but i swear i understand it. trust the process. the sketch still isn't completely done but it almost is hehe @the-kr8tor

the MOMENT he's put down he's IMMEDIATELY going back to that cake. it tastes like pinkie pie made it

"is he even supposed to be eating that...?" - opin!hobie

the twins are just like: "IS THAT A MY LITTLE PONY?!"

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Giggling, kicking my feet, grinning, blushing, twirling my hair and throwing up

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! Oh my goodness!

That’s the best way I could’ve ever imagined someone write the guitarist story like that!!

I’m in love

Thank you thank you thank you

Continue writing! Please!!! Never stop!

-🎀

I’M SO HAPPY YOU LOVE IT, 🎀 ANON <3

i’m happy i was able to execute your idea as well as i promise i will keep writing for a VERY long time.

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Hi hi!

I read your fanfics and I’m in love!!

And when I realised that your requests are open?!! I was just jumping because I knew I had to request something

Could you please write Hobie brown x fem!guitarist!reader??

So basicalllyyy

Hobie is chilling in a pub just enjoying his time and bla bla, when a band starts to play on the stage

Usually, he wouldn’t mind, but that night??

He noticed that his band mates would look at the stage quite often, so he decided to look as well. And when he saw reader, just playing like it was breathing for her, he lost it!!!

He was just so shocked that R could make guitar look so easy, yet make it sound so majestic

Hobies band mates would snicker and laugh at his reaction

Then, after the performance, R decided to go and order a drink or smt. So she just casually goes over to the bar. Nothing special, right? WRONG!! Hobie is LOST! He can’t look away, he thinks that everything R does is just captivating.

And yeahhh

They have a conversation and it’s just super cute (maybe while R waits for her drink, the bartender tries to flirt with her and Hobie gets jealous?? You can leave that part out if you want to;) )

Yeahh

(Hobie is just a tongue-tied mess but R thinks it’s adorable and she kinda has Hobies’ normal attitude)

Yup!! Thank you in advance!!

Take care and please hydrate!! (I have a big issue with that lol)

-🎀 (can I claim this ribbon? So you just know that it’s me in the future)

So yeah!! Thank you a lot!!

💜 ➷ ₊• ☆ ˚˳ — 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐓𝐄𝐃 — ₊• ☆ ˚˳

𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆!! sorry for taking so long! school is starting soon and i’ve been busy anxiously watching as the first day gets closer and making the most of the last couple weeks i have left!and you may claim the ribbon! i named the bandmates to make things easier if you don’t mind <3 thank you 🎀 anon!

➷ ₊• ☆ ˚˳ — 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2k

➷ ₊• ☆ ˚˳ — 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: hobie brown x !fem!guitarist!reader (fluff) ☆

➷ ₊• ☆ ˚˳ — 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: the fanart is by @/aspen.aspid! i just added the filter, lol. you can find her carrd in her tiktok bio. please check it out <3 will involve drinking and cursing (obviously, but y’know), no description of y/n, i’m not familiar with drinks so i will not be specifying what reader or hobie and his bandmates get LMAO, i gave the bandmates names from the comics.

➷ ₊• ☆ ˚˳ — 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 <𝟑

➷ ₊• ☆ ˚˳ — HOBIE AND HIS BANDMATES enter the pub and the music is roaring throughout the place, the drums vibrating through their chest as they walk. There is purple and blue lighting, instantly setting the mood, there are large speakers, and the vibe is overall really cool so far.

This is the first time they’ve come to this bar. They were recommended this bar by a friend and they wanted to check it out. Sitting at the bar, they see a large display of a variety of drinks displayed, there is a menu for bar snacks, sandwiches, and desserts.

They like it so far and are chatting it up, talking about their upcoming songs, their instruments, how they’ve been doing, when next practices, and random, unhinged conversations that they don’t even know the cause of. They DO know, however, that it started with Hobie saying some wild shit.

Then, when they got the stuff they ordered, which were drinks and some sandwiches, the current topic came to a halt and they started looking back before continuing the conversation, then back again, and back to the conversation. Hobie hadn’t been paying much attention to the band, but now he was curious about what got them to keep the conversation going on and off. Looking behind him, he finally understands what they’re so captivated with.

How could they all not be captivated?

You are currently shredding the guitar like there’s no tomorrow, keeping up with the drums in perfect sync and accentuating the singer’s powerful vocals and the bassist’s support. To them, you are the highlight of the song that you and your band are currently playing.

The smoke acting like a stage effect covers some parts of you for a few seconds, but when the smoke finally parts fully to reveal your entire self, he finds himself more than captivated. The way your fingers dance at an incredible speed on the strings to switch notes and the way the guitar pick so confidently strummed the guitar, he finds himself questioning how the guitar pick is still in your hand. However, from guitarist to guitarist, he knows that you have an iron grip on that pick. He just can’t stop staring at you.

Your hair, your eyes, your clothes, just…everything.

“Holy shit, mate, she’s got you mesmerized doesn’t she?” One of his bandmates, Karl smirks, nudging him with his elbow as the others snicker next to him.

“Can’t take his eyes off her,” Riri snickers, taking a sip of her drink.

“Oh, come out of it. You guys are looking at her too!” Hobie points out in defense, finally looking away, though reluctantly.

“We stopped looking a while ago, mate. It’s been three minutes since we last looked. You were staring at her for the last minute of the last song and for two minutes of the current song that’s playin’.” Robbie told him. He gave him a playful flick on the side of his head, causing Hobie to scowl at him. “I think you’re the one that needs to come off it the most. You’re fucking LOST in her dude.”

“How long you guys think she’s been playing the guitar?” Mattea questioned, shifting the teasing off Hobie…for now.

“Hell, long enough to do all that. And here I thought there was no one better than me,” Hobie scoffed in awe.

“You thought wrong even BEFORE we saw her,” Robbie quipped, earning a loud laugh from Mattea and causing Riri to snicker as she tried drinking more of her drink, making it bubble.

“Oh, fuck off, you asshole.” Hobie scoffed, but there was a small smirk on his face. And just like that, they’re back to teasing poor (literally) Hobie.

He already finds himself lost in her again, but he’s interrupted much earlier this time. He doesn’t even know what the other members look like. Don’t get him wrong, your bandmates are just as incredible and powerful as you, but they are goddamn.

“Hey, Lover Boy, what are you gonna say when she comes over here for a drink?” Mattea asked.

“What?” Hobie questions a little too quickly. “I highly doubt she’ll come over for a drink. By the time they’re all done playing, the pub will be closed.”

“It just turned 8 PM, Hobs. I don’t think they’ll be playing for the next three hours.”

As if on cue: “THANK YOU ALL FOR LISTENING US PLAY OUR NEW SONGS!” Your band member proudly and gratefully yelled into the microphone, causing everyone in the pub to cheer. “We play here regularly, and ever since we first started, you guys have always been very supportive, so thank you. Have a great night!”

Regularly? Shit, this might be Hobie’s new regular pub, and no, his bandmates don’t get a say in it.

Wait.

“Hey, Lover Boy, what are you gonna say when she comes over here for a drink?” That question Mattea asked earlier was now invading his brain. He immediately starts thinking of things to say, but he suddenly feels his senses go off, and it’s NOT from danger.

He turns around to face where you’re supposedly standing nervously. “Oh, Hello,” he greeted politely, trying to keep a straight smile on. You were there in all your greatness, your electric guitar slug over your shoulder. Holy shit, Robbie’s right. He’s so fucking lost in you.

“Hi! Is anyone sitting next to you?”

Nothing.

“Hello?” You called out as his bandmates discreetly snickered.

“Oh, no, nobody’s sitting there. Shit, sorry,” he apologized, twirling his glass in a more fiddling matter.

You giggle at him and sit down on the stool next to him, not oblivious to his obvious nervousness and interest in you.

Hobie glanced back at his bandmates, and they only looked back with a slight smirk before conversing within themselves, leaving Hobie out of it.

Now he has to talk to you if he doesn’t want to look like some lonely loser. They’re smart for that; he can’t lie.

“So, you were very good up there. You play the electric guitar like there’s no fucking tomorrow. I like that. How long have you been playing? Many years, I reckon?” He asked, putting his glass down and resting his head in his hand.

You mirror his position. “Oh yeah, a hell ton of fucking years went to that, but thanks.” You smirked proudly. “How ‘bout you? You playin’ tonight?”

“Me? Oh, no. I just like to take it with me everywhere. It really adds to my outfit, y’know?” He answered with a smile, though it looked absolutely lovesick. “My friends over there, we uh, play here and there at a different pub not too far from here.”

“Really? I might have to check it out then. Maybe just for you,” you answered with that captivating smile Hobie loves so much.

He’s so lost. He cleared his throat. “I can’t wait to see you there and I can show you my playing, and stuff. My band’s great too, y’know, but uh—”

“I’m sure they are, but I’m still going there to hear you play if I won’t make you nervous and mess you up.”

Damn, she’s good at this. Hobie laughs and turns to drink a bit from his glass in a pathetic way to hide his face and that lovesick smile he had on his face. So damn lovesick. He doesn’t even know your name yet. Hell, he’s barely seen you for an hour. But damn it if an hour isn’t enough to fall in love with you.

“Hey, pretty girl,” the bartender greeted you with a wink, causing Hobie’s lovesick face to transition into a judgemental look. Pretty girl? “Anything I can get you today?”

“Can I get that drink over there and the ground beef sub?” You asked, pointing to that specific drink you want.

“Of course, anything for you. Hey, seriously, I meant it when I called you pretty,” the bartender smiled as he started making her sub.

“Yeah, she’s bloody gorgeous,” Hobie agreed, mainly out of spite. He still agreed, though. You were bloody gorgeous. “The most gorgeous girl here.”

That gave you butterflies. It’s like he flipped a switch; as if that small nickname the bartender gave you immediately caused him to go into defense mode.

Jealousy mode.

“Why thank you, you guys, but I like it coming from him more.” You smirk at the bartender, nodding your head towards Hobie, who now switches back to his initial consciousness. “I’m with him tonight.”

“Maybe you should make that more…nights? If you want to of course, but, y’know, just tonight? Really? I mean, are you sure you don’t want more? I mean, I would want to make it more than just tonight.”

He’s so adorable. Awkward too, but that just makes him more adorable. The bartender sighs disappointedly but raises his hands in both acceptance of defeat and a little bit of respect.

“We’ll definitely make it so it’s not just for tonight. You should come here tomorrow with your band. I’ll be looking forward to you,” you wink slyly.

“Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, definitely. We’ll be here. Right, um, what’s your name? Mine’s Hobie. Hobie Brown,” he greeted, awkwardly holding a hand out for you to shake.

You giggled at the gesture and shook his hand. “Y/N, nice to meet you. And you have a cute name? I like that.”

“Oh! Thank you! You have a very nice name too. I’ll remember it for when I come to see you tomorrow.” He smiled. Oh, if only she knew that his name was actually Hobart.

Thanks, Mom. He almost rolls his eyes at the thought. He can already hear his bandmates snickering even more than before, and he has half a mind to tell them to shut the fuck up.

“So, if we’re gonna be hanging out more than just tonight, we should have each other’s number, yeah? I’ll even tell you the next time our band plays at the other pub. Address and everything, of course. Maybe a backstage pass included for a little private meet and greet where we can really get to know each other,” Hobie smirked. The smoothest thing he’s said all night. There’s his confidence coming back. Slowly, but surely.

Now that you didn’t expect. You let out a chuckle and take a sip of your drink. “What happened to the adorable, tongue-tied boy I was just talking to?”

“We all gotta start somewhere,” he smirked, now drinking the rest of his drink that was left in his glass. “So, tomorrow?”

“Leaving so soon?”

“You want me to stay?”

“I need you to stay. Who else will keep me company?”

“Shit, we still got two hours and fifty minutes,” he smirked.

“Hm. Still need that number though,” you teased, poking his shoulder playfully. You internally squeal when he starts writing down his number on a small piece of paper. Hobie internally celebrates as he writes his number.

He slides the paper towards you, and you gladly pocket it.

“And yes, tomorrow. It’s a date,” you smile. Your heart flutters from the contact your knees make from facing each other on the stools. He doesn’t pull his leg away, and neither do you. You two like it that way.

It’s only the beginning of your night.

➷ ₊• ☆ ˚˳ — “WHAT I WOULD GIVE for someone to look at me the way Hobie looks at that girl.”

Riri sighs, stirring her drink with her straw as she glances at the two of them.

“Right? The fucker’s in love. Hell, he looks ready to propose right there and there.” Karl scoffed lightheartedly.

“Woah, slow down there. They’ve barely been talking for ten minutes,” Robbie snickered.

“Enough with the snickering!” They heard from their electric guitarist. It seemed as if you had gone to use the bathroom because your bandmates were still there. They didn’t seem oblivious to the fact that she was talking to Hobie, either.

“Our bad, our bad,” Matteas apologized. “…backstage pass, huh?”

“Shut up!” He yelled, slapping her with one of the pub’s newspapers while it was still rolled up. His bandmates all just snickered more.

What a pain in the ass. Yet, he couldn't help but smile proudly at himself.

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THIS IS AMAZING WTH

I thought I'd start posting my traditional art here since idk if I can on Instagram because of the cropping and stuff (but if anyone has tips lmk)

Anyways here's Pav!

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BFSBSISVSKAJSBSHS— I’M GLAD YOU LOVE HIM 🫶🫶🫶🫶

🌸 Happy Anniversary-BDAS!Hobie

“You DARE question my hair…COWBOY?!”

que “Il Vento D'oro” by Yugo Kanno here

finally finished the first one LMAO

opin!hobie in the next one is gonna be like: "FOR THE LAST TIME, THIS ISN'T ABOUT THE HAIR!1!!111! And at LEAST I'm even able to put on my HAT!"

and then dad!hobie's gonna be like: "guys! think of the children!!" *already getting ready to disarm them with his webs*

older!hobie: "i think we should all just calm down. this is supposed to be a fun, celebratory event for katy-"

"shhhhh! it's getting to the best part!" -vamp!hobie with popcorn and then he looks at his camera crew: "you're getting this, right? since you guys wanted to BE here so badly, make sure to get every shot so i can have entertainment later.

“i GOTTA take pictures and videos to show y/n! and that vampire dude looks sick. i’m gonna have them make me a design off this!” ttn!hobie (somewhere in the back eating food)

fae!hobie: *was peacefully decorating the “ball” place with more flowers and is now having a similar idea as dad!hobie, thinking of a way to disarm them with his vines*

spy(?)!hobie: *silently watching from a distance*

based off the fanfics made by @the-kr8tor ! please support her and read her fanfics because they are literally to DIE for.

happy anniversary even though im technically late <3

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I’M GLAD YOU LOVE THE DRAWING!!!

it’s funny because the only thing opin!hobie said was “how will you fit that shit under your pirate hat 🫵🫵🫵💀💀💀 im so close to giving you a trim 🤣” as a joke and found out that’s bdas!hobie’s sensitive topic 😭 THE DEDICATION he put into that hair, opin!hobie better appreciate it!!

i HAD to add the crew! how else will vamp!hobie get all the drama and happy memories?? mac and cheese are absolutely in awe of him when he turns into a bat <3

before the “incident”, mac and cheese were going around asking everyone about themselves and their life stories while their dad was downing the buffet 🥰 they SKEDADDLED back to him once bdas!hobie lost it 😭

ttn!hobie absolutely adored the kids! he didn’t want spoilers of his own life so he referred to them as mac and cheese the whole time <3 he even got to hold them! he also got a picture with older!hobie too 🥲

they also asked fae!hobie to please make them a bouquet so they can give some to their mama back at home 🥹 (they also kept flaunting their little dresses🫶 “do you guys like our dresses! our mom made them for us!”

“soooo are you gonna stop them? orrr…” -spy!hobie 😭

“naaaaaah, they’ve got it handled 🥰🍿” -katy probably

oh, and you’re welcome for the fanart and the upcoming ones! you deserve it! 🫶🫶

🌸 Happy Anniversary-BDAS!Hobie

“You DARE question my hair…COWBOY?!”

que “Il Vento D'oro” by Yugo Kanno here

finally finished the first one LMAO

opin!hobie in the next one is gonna be like: "FOR THE LAST TIME, THIS ISN'T ABOUT THE HAIR!1!!111! And at LEAST I'm even able to put on my HAT!"

and then dad!hobie's gonna be like: "guys! think of the children!!" *already getting ready to disarm them with his webs*

older!hobie: "i think we should all just calm down. this is supposed to be a fun, celebratory event for katy-"

"shhhhh! it's getting to the best part!" -vamp!hobie with popcorn and then he looks at his camera crew: "you're getting this, right? since you guys wanted to BE here so badly, make sure to get every shot so i can have entertainment later.

“i GOTTA take pictures and videos to show y/n! and that vampire dude looks sick. i’m gonna have them make me a design off this!” ttn!hobie (somewhere in the back eating food)

fae!hobie: *was peacefully decorating the “ball” place with more flowers and is now having a similar idea as dad!hobie, thinking of a way to disarm them with his vines*

spy(?)!hobie: *silently watching from a distance*

based off the fanfics made by @the-kr8tor ! please support her and read her fanfics because they are literally to DIE for.

happy anniversary even though im technically late <3

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🌸 Happy Anniversary-BDAS!Hobie

“You DARE question my hair…COWBOY?!”

que “Il Vento D'oro” by Yugo Kanno here

finally finished the first one LMAO

opin!hobie in the next one is gonna be like: "FOR THE LAST TIME, THIS ISN'T ABOUT THE HAIR!1!!111! And at LEAST I'm even able to put on my HAT!"

and then dad!hobie's gonna be like: "guys! think of the children!!" *already getting ready to disarm them with his webs*

older!hobie: "i think we should all just calm down. this is supposed to be a fun, celebratory event for katy-"

"shhhhh! it's getting to the best part!" -vamp!hobie with popcorn and then he looks at his camera crew: "you're getting this, right? since you guys wanted to BE here so badly, make sure to get every shot so i can have entertainment later.

“i GOTTA take pictures and videos to show y/n! and that vampire dude looks sick. i’m gonna have them make me a design off this!” ttn!hobie (somewhere in the back eating food)

fae!hobie: *was peacefully decorating the “ball” place with more flowers and is now having a similar idea as dad!hobie, thinking of a way to disarm them with his vines*

spy(?)!hobie: *silently watching from a distance*

based off the fanfics made by @the-kr8tor ! please support her and read her fanfics because they are literally to DIE for.

happy anniversary even though im technically late <3

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🌸 Happy Anniversary-BDAS!Hobie

“You DARE question my hair…COWBOY?!”

que “Il Vento D'oro” by Yugo Kanno here

finally finished the first one LMAO

opin!hobie in the next one is gonna be like: "FOR THE LAST TIME, THIS ISN'T ABOUT THE HAIR!1!!111! And at LEAST I'm even able to put on my HAT!"

and then dad!hobie's gonna be like: "guys! think of the children!!" *already getting ready to disarm them with his webs*

older!hobie: "i think we should all just calm down. this is supposed to be a fun, celebratory event for katy-"

"shhhhh! it's getting to the best part!" -vamp!hobie with popcorn and then he looks at his camera crew: "you're getting this, right? since you guys wanted to BE here so badly, make sure to get every shot so i can have entertainment later.

“i GOTTA take pictures and videos to show y/n! and that vampire dude looks sick. i’m gonna have them make me a design off this!” ttn!hobie (somewhere in the back eating food)

fae!hobie: *was peacefully decorating the “ball” place with more flowers and is now having a similar idea as dad!hobie, thinking of a way to disarm them with his vines*

spy(?)!hobie: *silently watching from a distance*

based off the fanfics made by @the-kr8tor ! please support her and read her fanfics because they are literally to DIE for.

happy anniversary even though im technically late <3

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LMAO

DONT HURT EM NOW MILES 🗣️🔥‼️

it’s the way that when it first came out, i IMMEDIATELY bought him and miguel 🗣️🔥‼️

now add prowler miles and hobie.

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thank you!! 🫶

Thank you @lunarzomb and @jackieautism for the tag!! 💗

I was tagged to create a picrew here 🤠

Here's mine!! It's pretty cute 🥺 but I always struggle to get my side bang to look like the one I have irl :'0

Tagging 💟 @dykexenomorph @eliotspencersgf @memberoflottiescult @starwarsbian @ludupedia @sundoubt @45-armadillos @coolmcq

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I’d get him IMMEDIATELY!!

DONT HURT EM NOW MILES 🗣️🔥‼️

it’s the way that when it first came out, i IMMEDIATELY bought him and miguel 🗣️🔥‼️

now add prowler miles and hobie.

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ME NEXT ME NEXT (yours looks adorable!)

this is gonna be my first day of senior year outfit (minus the teddy bear LMAO)

im gonna have to make new friends bc all my friends were a grade above me and graduated 😭

im too scared to tag people in case they’ve already been tagged

Thank you @lunarzomb and @jackieautism for the tag!! 💗

I was tagged to create a picrew here 🤠

Here's mine!! It's pretty cute 🥺 but I always struggle to get my side bang to look like the one I have irl :'0

Tagging 💟 @dykexenomorph @eliotspencersgf @memberoflottiescult @starwarsbian @ludupedia @sundoubt @45-armadillos @coolmcq

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GIGGLES

Someone asked me for some vampire!Hobie so here I come ☝️👀

The potion this time is some garlic gloves with cardamom in a heart-shaped bottle! Pretty please 🥹 I'm thinking about vampire!Hobie who can turn into a bat (ahem.. Astarion..) and by that he can surely do some night walks- flies? And he can't help but bring you, human!Reader, all sorts of trinklets and flowers and fruits he finds! He just loves to rest in your palm while you try out the blueberries he stole from the most expensive blueberry farm he could find 😅

I heard astarion and I folded immediately 🥴 Thank you for the request! I hope you love it 💕

Pairing: Vampire! Hobie Brown x fem! Reader

Word count: 1.6k

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, cw food mention, Bat form! Hobie, Vampire AU, Fluff

Katy's one year celebration 🎉

Your bed practically lulls you to sleep while your comfort show helps fill in the silence of your dark bedroom. Eyes drifting close, head lolling off to the side, you jump when you hear squeaking and tapping at your window. Squinting, you blink away sleep, watching a black blob flying over your window, excessively tapping and scratching.

“Hobie?” You tilt your head, already walking closer to him, socked feet thudding across carpeted floors. You giggle at the sight of his tiny yet fuzzy bat form struggling to keep the plastic bag afloat with his claws. He squeaks frantically, and you swear you heard him curse. “Okay, okay, calm down, I'm opening it right now.” The second you unlock and open the window, he immediately flies into your room. Wings loudly flapping, he lands on your bed, dare you say to his face— cutely landing on your fluffy pink blanket. He looks right at home.

You kneel on the bedside, elbow propped up, chin placed atop your palm while your other hand gently pats his head. Now having a closer non sleepy look at him, you can see his leather vest (a tiny version complete with the patches and spikes) on his small bat body. Even with his long pointed ears, he still sports the similar piercings that shine under the low light of your lamp.

“Here to visit me?” You ask, and he leans his head against your touch, encouraging you to pet him more. “So spoiled, y’know you can just knock on my door in your human form, right?” His small crimson eyes blink at you and his head tilts at your question. Wordlessly telling you— ‘where’s the fun in that?’ You chuckle, “So what do you have for me, Hobat?” If bats can roll their eyes, Hobie would've done it already.

With his miniature foot, he kicks the bag towards you. Before looking, you try to guess what it is. Sometimes it's flowers that he picked up while flying, or small trinkets that fit on the palm of your hand. And currently, he loves giving you jewelry, you don't ask him where he got it though. You love it nonetheless.

Peeking inside, a bunch of blueberries greet you, they're all big and plump, you can practically taste the juice in your mouth. Your stomach rumbles at the thought. “Wow, you went all out.” You look at the logo on the plastic, recognizing that it's from the overpriced grocery store downtown. “Nice, holy shit! How'd you manage that?”

Hobie squeaks, a barrage of high pitched tones that are adorable but annoying as he goes on. You raise a brow at him, “you can just turn back to your human form, Hobie, I don't speak bat.” He shakes his tiny fuzzy head, red eyes staring back at you. “Oh,” you nod in understanding, “it's that kind of day, huh?” Waddling towards your hand, he holds your finger, patting it like you've done a good job of translating his squeaks and shrieks. “Alright, Hobat, go grab some paper towels because I will not have blueberry juice all over my bed.”

With a chirp, Hobie flaps his wings, flying above you and briefly landing on your head, teasing you with his wings atop your eyes. You giggle at his antics, acting like you're trying to swat him away.

While he sets off towards the kitchen, you sit down on the bed with the blankets covering you, hands already rummaging through the blueberries and popping them in your mouth. You let the sweet juice fill your taste buds, you're fully awake from how good they taste. You're sure you've eaten a handful before Hobie comes flapping back inside the bedroom, feet clutching the entire roll of paper towels.

You giggle at the familiar sight. “You look like a carrier pigeon.” He sticks his tiny pink tongue out to you, to which you grin wider.

He lands on your chest, paper towels rolling off to your side. His claws don't hurt as he tries to balance his weight so it doesn't puncture your favourite blanket. You pet his head with your blue stained finger. He suddenly grabs your finger before you could take it away, staring at the blue tint, he narrows his wine red eyes at you, head shaking slowly as if he's reprimanding you.

“What?” You shrug innocently, “I only ate a couple!”

Hobie sniffs at your finger, in his bat form it's hard to look intimidating or scary mostly when you're barely the size of a fist. You tamp down a giggle while his pink nose sniffs. He looks back at your lips where there's evidence of blueberry juice clinging to the corner of your mouth. He could use his telepathy and talk to you that way but this is more fun for him. Especially when it comes to teasing you.

He opens his maw, revealing sharp fangs. For a moment you thought that he'd bite you, your eyes widened at the thought. But he shuts his mouth closed, leaving his tongue out, giving you a little kitten lick across the pad of your finger.

You laugh at how his tiny licks tickle you, he clings to your finger tighter, bat body holding on to your hand for dear life as you try to yank him away. “Hobie!” Giggling, fingers wet, he finally gives you reprieve by flying away and landing on your chest with his body spread eagle, wings fully unfurled and relaxed. “Oh you big baby.” You come down from your fit of giggles, petting him briefly and then grabbing one blueberry to feed to him. He accepts it wholeheartedly, munching and chewing on the fruit like It's ambrosia, and even purring and humming. You can feel his happiness through the blanket as he practically vibrates.

This goes on for awhile, you feed him a piece, you eat the next couple ones until he squeaks impatiently. With your hand fully smelling of fruit, and the packaging empty, you wipe your hands clean while Hobie still lies on your chest, eyes fighting sleep.

After a moment of silence, his slow breaths tell you that your little vampire bat has fallen asleep. So you slide down on the bed from your sitting position to lie down properly, sleep already taking over. But you still don't close your eyes for fear that you might roll over and squish him in your sleep. Wooden stakes and the sun might be the only things able to kill him but you still don't want him to turn into a bat pancake.

Grabbing his body carefully, your hand wraps around his middle perfectly. After getting a hold of him while making sure you won't drop him, you pull him off your chest. You lift him up for only a moment before something stops you, or someone for that matter. Looking down, you see that with his tiny hands and feet that have sharp claws is clinging on the blanket, refusing to be separated from you. He's still asleep, tiny tummy protruding from his abundant midnight snack.

As much as you love the adorable sight, you have to take him off of you and place him on his side of the bed instead. So you start to wake him up, finger rubbing up and down his fuzzy back while you coo softly at him.

“Come on, Hobie, you gotta wake up. You can't sleep on top of me like this or I might squish you again. Remember last time?” With you booping at his pink nose, he stirs awake, red eyes blinking slowly at you. “There you are, sorry but I have to move you—” A poof of smoke appears and suddenly the weight on top of you gets heavier. “Hobie!” You gasp when he wraps all his long limbs around you, warm hand finding penchant on the small of your back, while the other has wiggled its way under your nape where calloused fingers rub along your skin just like you were doing to him a few minutes ago.

The smoke clears and you're greeted by a very smug vampire whose red eyes are aglow with amusement. “Evenin’”

“Hobie! You're heavy!” Your grin betrays you.

“You weren't complaining before,” he snuggles closer on your chest, nose nudging on the blanket. “‘sides, ‘m already comfortable.”

“Well I'm not and I'm just as sleepy.” Despite your words, your hands have found their way on his back, embracing him fully.

Hobie fakes a loud snore, head falling limp, and even lolling his tongue out for added effect. You chuckle, fingers massaging the knot on the back of his neck. With a groan, he holds on to you tighter as if he's not already impossibly close to you.

“You okay?” You ask, neck stretching down to kiss along his hairline.

“Yeah,” he says against the collar of your shirt. He's completely relaxed, “just want to be close to you.”

You've gotten used to his weight on top of you, smiling against his skin before you lay your head back down. “Okay, go to sleep.”

“Did you like the blueberries?” Hobie lifts his head up, chin placed on your chest.

You meet his eyes, “yes, it was really good. Thank you for bringing them.” He gives you his best smile, already thinking of ways he can get more. “Did you like it?”

“Yeah,” he lifts himself up, now hovering above you, inches away from your face, staring at you like you're the best thing in the world. He feels like you are. “But this is infinitely better.” You beam up at him, and with that he meets you halfway for a saccharin, blueberry juice kiss.

[dollsque]

DONT HURT EM NOW MILES 🗣️🔥‼️

it’s the way that when it first came out, i IMMEDIATELY bought him and miguel 🗣️🔥‼️

now add prowler miles and hobie.

[dollsque]

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