#I LOVE HOBIE BROWN

[cuddl3s4shur1]

•“𝐁𝐄𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄“•

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐄 𝐁. 𝐗 𝐅 𝐘/𝐍

𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎:You and hobie have a slight argument that turns into a flirt

𝐀/𝐍: TIKTOK , yall need to take that app away from me, especially when it comes to these storys

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Minor cusing , flirting , Dom! Hobie, Switch! Y/n AND NO SMUT! , Mention of ATSV characters

You hear keys raddle from the other side of the door

It could only be one person and that one person was Hobie

Recently for work purposes you hadn’t seen him in at least 3 days. You didn’t care about the slight work trip , he hadn’t communicated with you sense the day he left for work . So waiting for him to come home became a guessing game .

“Ahh the lad is finally back home “ you say in a sarcastic tone of voice, you roll your eyes also.

“Dang no love “ he asks you looking confused on what was with your attitude towards him

“Dang no communication for 3 days” you tell him you pull the petty card out

“It wasn’t that big birdy, you know I was going to come home safe “ he says in a chill mood

“ did I thought” you question him .

“ I mean yeah , i always-“ he try’s to tell you before you cut him off

“Are you sure always “ you question him

“ majority of the time I come home the same , no Biggy “ he tells you

“Hobie, you haven’t texted , you haven’t called , we haven’t spoken sense you left for work . You haven’t called me from any of your friends phone . “ you tell him

“It’s not that big , that why . If I got injured or hurt , I would have someone else contact you “ he told you .

“ So basically I’m a “call in case of an emergency “ . “ you ask him .

“I mean if you think of it , but you know I had no reason to really use my phone “ he says as he walks close to you .

“Oh so I’m not a reason “ you ask him .

“ you are but other than that how do I charge a phone with no charger “ he tells you

“ wireless or just ask . Your telling me Gwen, Miles ,Pavitr or Miles didn’t have a char-“ he cuts you off by causing you to walk backwards making you fall into the arm chair

“Your overreacting , so lets do each other a favor . You start to relax and be quiet “

“Make Me”

He squats down so he can hold your face , he goes into whisper , “You would love that wouldn’t you “ he lets go of you face and makes a slight grin . “I would do that for you … but nah you would enjoy it to much “ he smirks .

You cuff his face with your hands , and you start to smile. “I would love that, I would love to be gripping on the sheets holding myself back from moaning loudly , so we don’t get a noise complainant from the neighbors “ you smirk

“Oh do you , I got three words for you if you really want to go down that route…” you both go silent .

Beg For Me

[kaidan-z]

WHAT HAPPENED TO THE HOBIE ANGST??? TS DEADDD!!!!!!

IT WAS SO GOOD TOO

TS WOULD HAVE MY JAW ON THE FLOOR, EYES WIDE, PHONE DROPPED

IT WAS ALL SO DEEP

YOU GUYS NEED TO COME BACK!!!! I LOVE YOU!!! 🗣️🗣️

[gojozaiacc]

THIEF, H.Brown

Hobie Browne x fem!!supervillain!!reader summary: y/n and Spider-Punk have always had a complicated relationship, torn between fighting and flirting most of the time. But that gets put to the test when danger is afoot. tw!! swearing, kissing? violence, sexual innuendos notes - I am yet to read the Spider-Punk comics so if some of this doesn't seem accurate to his world I do deeply apologise- I'll be doing research whilst writing to make sure I don't mess anything up for him :)

"COULD YOU ACTUALLY KEEP WATCH THIS TIME?"HER ACOMPLACE, MAX, SPOKE TOWARDS A DAYDREAMING Y/N.

She snickered and glanced to him. --"I always keep watch."She said simply. He hummed in response as he picked the lock of the British museum.

"And yet somehow- Spider-Punk always somehow manages to stop us before we can even steal anything."His tone held annoyance to which she only grinned in response. --"Spider-Man."She corrected with a pointed finger.

"He hates being called Spider-Punk."She informed him, shrugging after receiving a look from Max. --"Are you certain you don't know his identity?"He scoffed, returning to picking the lock.

"Positive, Max."She lied, her blue eyes moving to staring straight forward.

Her relationship with Spider-Punk was weird from the very beginning but it only got weirder when she figured out who he was under that funny-looking mask.

Hobie Brown.

What's funnier about her knowing his identity is that he has no idea that she knows. She had seen him unmask in an alley months ago. And though she wasn't entirely close with Hobie, to begin with- she knew if she started randomly speaking to him a lot more than she normally would it would arise suspicion.

Believe me, she wanted nothing more than to randomly start speaking to him more, get to know the man beneath the spider-suit but she ultimately decided that it was a terrible idea.

Hobie Brown was better off not knowing that she knows.

"Alright, I don't trust you enough."She snapped her offended attention to Max who had finished picking the lock. --"You get the stuff and I'll keep watch."He ordered.

She sighed but nodded in agreement. --"At least I don't get the boring job this time."She hummed as she disappeared through the museum doors.

Her long blonde hair cascaded down her suit which prompted her to lift her hands and tie it into a ponytail. y/n came from a long line of family burglars unfortunately so she knew exactly how to dress and act when she was stealing from somewhere.

Thus she was dressed in a black bodysuit, and combat boots sat on her feet. She also wore a mask which was tied firmly around her head with a piece of thick ribbon.

Tilting her head back, she glanced around the museum with a small smile on her face. She had never actually been to a museum before. She never had the opportunity to due to her father's demands.

Reaching into her hip bag she pulled out a pouch of white dust. Emptying some onto her gloved hand, she put the pouch back into her bag.

Swallowing nervously she lifted both hands, slapping her hands together so the dust could spread around the room successfully. Within seconds she could see where the security lasers in the room were.

There weren't many, surprisingly.

Eyeing the ones in front of her, she took a few steps back before running forward- successfully dodging the lasers. She stood in the middle of the room just as her phone buzzed.

Her eyebrows pulled together in surprise as she pulled the device out. Her father was always strict to not send anyone messages during a heist so her phone buzzing was incredibly surprising.

MAX - LOOK OUT!! sent at 23:28

Just as she was about to make her way back to Max to figure out what the fuck was going on there was a loud bang.

This loud bang was an explosion coming from the front of the museum. Her eyes widened as she started running towards the back- taking notice of how the lasers had disappeared- the security system must have been destroyed.

Another explosion sounded- this one packing a way bigger punch than the first. The force of the explosion sent her flying, nearby exhibits collapsing at the impact.

She had collapsed to the ground, curling herself up into ball to avoid any pieces of structure falling on her. Once the shaking of the building had come to a stop she pushed herself up to sit on her knees, her eyes wide with confusion.

Just as she turned her attention to the front of the museum a group of thugs come waltzing in, guns in hand. And Max in hand.

Her gaze darkened as she rose to her feet, catching the attention of the one in front.

"well if it isn't, Black Cat."He snickered, he pointed to Max with his gun carelessly. --"Should have known you'd be here if you're little bitch was."He spoke.

She hummed as she walked closer, stepping over pieces of wreckage. The man instantly turned the gun on her prompting her to lift her hands up in defence.

"Drop what you've nicked."He demands. She chuckled and shook her head. --"I haven't even stolen anything yet."She informed him.

The click of his gun is heard as he fires a warning shot to the ground just next to Max, causing the man to flinch in surprise.

"You think am an idiot? Drop it."the gunsman snapped at her. The second the sentence left his lips a web shot out from above, sticking to the mans gun and pulling it away from him.

"Nah."A familiar voice spoke and y/n had to fight the smile on her face. --"I reckon you're an idiot, mate."

Hobie dropped down out of nowhere, standing a couple of feet away from y/n. --"Good one, Spider-Punk." she told him sarcastically, smiling brightly in his direction that she had no doubt he was scrunching his nose up at.

"Don't just gawk you fuckin' idiots!!"the shooter snapped to his men. --"Shoot them."He demanded.

This demand had y/n snapping her head forward in surprise just as an arm suddenly wrapped itself around her figure as she goes flying suddenly.

Hobie, upon hearing the demand had instantly grabbed ahold of y/n to swing her to safety somewhere. He didn't want her getting hurt in the process of him taking these shooters down.

He landed them somewhere behind a pillar, that was as best as he could do without risking being shot at.

"My hero."She mocked as she pressed her back against the pillar, peeking around the corner. --"'don't believe in heroes."He reminded her and she chuckled and glanced at him.

"Then what exactly are you doing, spider?"She mocked. He shrugged and gestured to her, --"Rescuin' a damsel."He responded just as mockingly.

"Lucky for you"She reached into her boot to pull out her own handgun. --"I don't need rescuing." she spoke, leaning forward to glance around the pillar.

"Where the fuck did you get tha'?"He asked, surprised at the weapon she had pulled. --"2293 mind your own business street."She responded as she suddenly moved from one pillar to another.

"What is with the mask? that one's new." He gestured to the mask on her face. --"Oh you don't like?" She teased, turning her head to his.

"Didn't say that, love." He responded, smirking underneath the mask. She smirked and leaned forward a little, --"I'll be sure to wear it more often, then."She told him. His gaze fell to her thigh highs.

"What else you got in those?" He questioned, gesturing to her boots. The smirk never wiped from her face. --"Wouldn't you like to know." She retaliated, her eyelids hooded as she stared up at him.

Hobie swallowed as y/n suddenly moved again from the pillar they were behind to another one, her gun drawn.

He debated staying by her side but ultimately settled on taking down the shooters before they actually hurt someone. y/n watched him disappear up to the roof and she turned her attention forward.

She wasn't actually considering killing anyone, the gun was simply for protection. Spotting one of the shooters she sneaked around the edge of another pillar before running forward and sweeping his legs with her own causing him to fall to his back, she kicked his gun away with her feet and delivered a swift punch to the side of his head, knocking him out instantly.

The click of a gun made her snap her head to the side in surprise only to see the same shooter as before, this time with the gun pointed at Max.

"you're ruining everything you bitch, "he snapped at her as her eyes flickered to Max. --"Let my brother go."She demanded, her voice strong.

The shooter only chuckled at the demand, failing to see the way she had angled her gun in her hands. --"Not happening."he mocked just as she pulled the trigger.

The bullet lodged itself into the shooter's foot. He let out a loud cry of pain, releasing Max as he fell to his ass. y/n rushed over to her brother to make sure he wasn't injured which he wasn't thankfully.

But she was too busy checking on her brother that she completely missed the gun that was pointed in her direction.

BANG!!

A bullet came hurling in her direction, grazing over the corner of her shoulder. A loud cry of pain passed her lips as she doubled over, her hand instantly flying to her shoulder.

Max's eyes widen and he instantly grabs the gun from y/n's hold, pointing it towards the man who had shot at her, shooting him straight through the shoulder.

y/n fell to her knees, grunting in pain as she pressed against her injury. Max kneeled down next to his sister, a worried expression on his face but he knew they didn't have time to dilly dally here.

"y/n, hey- look at me."He cradled her face in his hands. --"We have to get out of here before we're taken."He reminded her, nodding towards Hobie who was nearly finished up with the last remaining shooters.

She huffed out and nodded her head. --"I know. You take the roads I'll take the alley like usual."She mumbled as she stumbled to her feet. Max shook his head.

"You're injured we shouldn't split up-"He attempted to argue but shut up the second y/n shot him a look.

"Road way. Got it."He mumbled, taking a few steps backwards before running off.

Turning her head, y/n kneeled down next to the guy that she had knocked out, ripping off some of his shirt to tie around her injured shoulder.

----

She staggered down an alley, a hand pressed to her shoulder instinctively. Her hand clutched the gun she had stolen from the man she had knocked out, worried she would run into more trouble.

Tonight could have gone a lot smoother.

Not only did she get injured but she had failed to steal anything of meaning from the museum. Boy, was her dad going to be pissed at her and Max.

Perhaps that was why she was taking her time walking through this alley. She could have been home a while ago but she slowed her steps- wishing to enjoy the peace she was getting in that moment.

Not to mention she was going to have to be stitched up and she knew that was going to hurt like a bitch.

"That looks like it hurts a belter."

Her eyes widen and she instantly spun around, the gun pointed at the source of the voice. She relaxed somewhat when seeing Hobie hanging there, upside down, his face covered by his mask.

"Are you following me, bug? I'm flattered." She mused taking a step forward as she dropped her arm holding the gun.

He only chuckled in response. --"You're a wanted thief aren't ya?"He asked sarcastically to which she hummed and nodded her head, pouting her bottom lip as she walked closer to the upside down man.

"You have to be a good thief to actually be wanted."She said with a chuckle, deciding to slip the gun into her boot. She raised an eyebrow, --"You not going to take me in?"

Hobie didn't respond for a moment. --"Nah. I'm not gonna to take you in, y/n."

She was surprised to hear her real name come from him. --"Ah. You know my name now." She put on a brave face as she lifted a hand to pull off his mask. --"Hobie." She finished as she pulled his mask off fully, clutching the fabric in-between her gloved hands.

Hobie didn't have a surprised look on his face. He looked calm and concerned. --"How long have you known?" She questioned after a moment of silence.

"A while. You?"

She raised both of her eyebrows. --"Ditto."

She lifted a finger to press against his eyebrow piercing. --"Always liked you're piercings." She hummed, dropping her eyes to look into his brown ones.

"You goin' to get on with it or not?"He said boldly, she quirked an eyebrow as she scoffed a small laugh, taking another step forward.

And as she leaned closer, she glanced down, taking his shut eyes as consent enough to press her lips against his. Her hands lifted to rest against the side of his face, no longer caring that her shoulder was in agony cos holy fuck she was kissing Hobie Brown.

Hobie, being upside down of course, leaned into the kiss as much as he possibly could but left all the work up to y/n who moved her lips tenderly against his.

They had both wanted this for a while and now knowing who one another was helped significantly with getting across the finish line.

Hobie dropped one of his hands from above him to rest on the back of y/n's head, pushing her further. His fingers tangled themselves in her blonde ponytail, taking enjoyment in twirling chunks of her hair between his fingers.

Of course they knew they couldn't do this for the rest of the night and they are reminded of that fact when a sudden pain shot through y/n's arm causing her to let out an abrupt gasp of pain against Hobie's lips.

She hissed and retracted her lips, leaning her forehead against his chin as she removed her hand from his face and placed it over her injured shoulder.

"you need patchin'" He informed her like it was old news. She chuckled through the pain and nodded her head, shutting her eyes as she tried steadying her heart rate.

The thud of him dropping to the ground in front of her didn't make her open her eyes, she kept them shut, resisting the urge to squeeze her shoulder.

"you can crash at mine, tonight."He told her. Now that did make her snap her eyes open.

"What? Hobie I can't, my dad-"

"You're dad's going to be nicked tonight."he blurted out causing her to pause, her eyes wide.

Hobie was fully aware of the difficult situation that y/n was in with her dad. All of her friends knew that she had a weird relationship with him. And when Hobie found out that she was Black Cat he finally understood why she always seemed so afraid to even mention him.

y/n's dad had been forcing her to steal since she was a child but that could all finally stop if he was going to prison.

"You're free, y/n."He informed her.

y/n hated her father. Always has. He had taught her to steal since she was 5- abusing her when she refused. She had never wanted to be a thief in the first place, she wanted to be an artist. But her dad had always only had money in mind.

But if he was going to be prison she wouldn't have to do this anymore.

Without warning she had lunged forward, wrapping her arms around Hobie's waist. Hobie didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around her figure, accepting the hug without a seconds thought.

She pulled back, a small smile on her face as she lifted her hand to pull off her mask. Hobie smiled at that. She handed him back his mask as he noded to her shoulder.

"Let's head to mine."

---

a/n this was so shit and I apologise- I was actually thinking about making this an actual book on my wattpad cos I like the idea of this very much- I had to rush everything into this one I apologise- apologies if the kiss seemed rushed- if I do decide to make it a book it will be the complete opposite I promise!!

[marsarchy]

I want Hobie Brown for my birthday

[jerichothejester]

New PFP art! I love Hobie brown

Did I mention he's literally my boyfriend?

[antisocialsocialite]

"to be punk, you need to listen to punk music" IS NOT THE SAME THING AS "to be punk, you can only listen to punk music"

that is so fucking boring and forced literally get a life, listen to ABBA or something

[midnightanxietytm]

Braids and Dates

Summary: Hobie helps Miles get ready for a date with Gwen

A/N: I took one look at Prowler Miles with braids and I kinda wanted to see our Miles with some other different styles had to write a little blurb ;P 

Warnings: Mild cursing, other than that they are just hangin out. (oh and british people)

Word Count: 278

Miles can’t stop bouncing his leg up and down, staring at his sketchbook and trying his best to ignore the constant pulls on his scalp.

“Mate, if ya don’t sit quiet I’m gonna mess up.” Hobie says, lightly pushing at his head.

“What if she doesn’t like it?!” Miles exclaims suddenly, and Hobie only groans as an answer, which doesn’t make the younger shut up; “I’m serious! I’m so gonna mess this up.”

“Then don’t show her.” His friend answers.

“What!?” Miles tries to turn and face him, but Hobie only pushes his head back in place. “Ouch!”

Hobie had been braiding his hair for hours, his fingers were hurting. If anyone asked, he’d say he did it for Gwen. “Ya’ heard me. Now stay quiet, ye?” Miles did quiet down after that, making his job much easier. “If you don’t think she’ll like it, don’ show it.” 

“Wow, that’s so helpful Hobie, I’m so glad I asked for your help.” His tone dripped with sarcasm, Hobie was sure he had rolled his eyes.

“Ay, you asked if I could braid, I said ye’. M’ not here to help ya’ on love affairs.” He said simply, though he did feel a little guilty. Mile’s present for Gwen was perfect; a graffiti that paid homage to her that he intended to take her to see that day.

Hobie looked over Miles’ shoulder again, checking the sketched out idea; a pair of cyan pointe shoes, lots of flowers around it, and a white spider climbing on the side of the shoes; intricate, well thought out and a caring gesture. Gwen would love it.

“Stop being a pussy.” Was what Hobie said.

[boyhowdy5]

Saw atsv and no one is ever allowed to say that art is dead again

[sillysinny]

you're kinda gay

for rei sakuma & hobie ofc!

[icannotdraw-buticantry]

More Hobie Brown/Spider-Punk WIP

I can't stop drawing hobie I just love him sm

[cuddl3s4shur1]

•𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄•

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆:𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐄 𝐗 𝐅!𝐘/𝐍

𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎:Hobie wants to please you at the headquarters

𝐀/𝐍: I feel like hobie is the type to not give a fuck where yall are and wants to get it down at the moment

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆:IMPLIED SMUT , Sexual talking , i think thats it

The lobby had the gang all together . You and hobie where chilling . You where on his lap while his hand was on your waist while the other was on your thigh . His head on your shoulder .

“Yall look so cute “ pavitar says , as he looks at yall together

“thanks mate“ hobie says before you could. He starts kissing your neck . “Hobie we are in public“ you whisper to so only he could hear you. “Baby , please“ he whimpers in your ear “ Hobie I’m not having you fuck me in the lobby” you whisper to him . “ why not , I can show them how I please you “ Hobie begs for you . “No, hell no “ you tell him .

“Ok then where going to have to do this the hard way “ he says you become confused . He starts to get get up causing you to get up with him .

You wave off the group as he starts to grab your hand and pull you into a area where no spider was

“What was that for-“ you try to ask him before he kissed you . Feel his hand place on your waist . While the other one is going up your shirt . You pull back from this kiss

“So we going home to finsh this off or” you ask him ending with a smirk

“Who said where going home “ you give him a look .

“Oh you’re a pain in the ass “ you tell him as you roll your eyes.

“I’m finna be a pain in your ass soon”

[kaidan-z]

i want him to do my makeup

[famwhy]

Same!! You don’t understand the happiness I felt when I heard Hobies voice still haven’t watched the movie (exams) but I’m so gassed hopefully Sunday 🙏

- Also a very happy Spider-Man fan

AHLIE! It's amazing to hear actual British slang be used in a piece of media that doesn't hail from Britain. Like, I can acc understand Hobie and I love it to deathhhh. I also talked to this guy at my college and he told me Hobie was his favourite spiderman too - legit, so many British youth love him simply because HE ACC SPEAKS OUR SLANGGGG!

Trust me bro, you will absolutely ADORE him when you watch it this Sunday and good luck on your exams, they really do suck (as you can see from my blog name lmao)

[tanjiroxxzenni]

Just like Miku

REAL

[demigod-of-the-agni]

Quick little drawing of our favourite queer Spideys 😌

Guys you can use this as a banner or a background or a header or whatever, as long as it’s credited you’re free to do so <333

[guardianspirits13]

i thought of this at 3am and its canon now