#daily hobie hcs!!

[the-kr8tor]

who decided to name sleepovers 'sleepovers'? THE LAST THING YOU DO IS SLEEP..it should be 'tryingtosummonjesusat1am-overs' (Ive been invited to one again) Daily Hobie HC! General hcs for this one>:) - Hates maths with a passion but is godly at it, and good at explaining it. He is a massive science lover though, and is also good at it. - Very accident prone, especially in places he's not familiar with. It's like Hobie forgets he's a walking stickbug. - Definitely has a kazoo somewhere just to annoy people with. - Gets unusually flustered and shy with compliments towards his glasses, especially coming from you. He hates them, but contacts sometimes irritate his eyes with how often he's had to take them out with shaky hands from being Spider-Punk. - Probably pretty good at shadow puppetry with how long and lanky his fingers are. - If it's your birthday, rest assured all of your gifts are handmade and customized to fit your interests. - If it's winter, his feet go cold while the rest of his body is still hot. - If you're laying on his chest, absent-mindedly (with your permission beforehand) he'll definitely be playing with your hair, lightly scratching/massaging your scalp and making sure not to tug. Hobie will even go so far as to take the time to make small braids in your hair, keeping only a few to tease you and undoing the rest. - His way of dealing with cuteness aggression is to go nom, so watch out. - DEFINITELY has some plants on a windowsill of the boathouse, which he cares for on his life. - If he reads, Hobie is CURSED with books that are apart of an incomplete series, leaving him on a cliffhanger for months until the next book comes out. - Originally his laces were white, but Hobie dyed them blue to convey the 'cop killer' lace code. - Despite the spiky appearance, he's got a soft body (when relaxed). Think of a giant plushie, cus that's him. -🐦‍⬛

Yeah it should be tryingtosleepwithoutablanketbecauseyourfriendforgottogiviveyouone 🤓☝️ have fun at your party!!!

Daily Hobie HC ❤️❤️❤️

Yay I always love general hcs!

Can't be me who is an absolute idiot with numbers 😭 (can he tutor me pls)

Imagine someone talking abt something shitty that he doesn't agree with and he brings out his kazoo and plays it to annoy the person like "yknow they should just---" pfft 🪈 (let's pretend that's a kazoo)

I'll never take my eyes off of him whenever he wears his glasses 😍🥰🥰

I bet Billie and mona loved it when he does shadow puppets! They'd be like "a kangaroo next! A whale!" Then he actually does it well!

He better be prepared to make his own merch then 🤭

PLEASE I WANT THAT 🥹🥺

I'm gonna bite him back 😈

Lmaoo imagine him accidentally waking you up in the middle of the night bc his book ended in a cliffhanger

I just want to cuddle with the stickbug 🥹

Yummy HCs

[cielles-random-vault]

brain empty just thoughts full of miguel having a soft spot for you and hobie's relationship

like if you were in different dimensions hobie would beg for miguel to let him visit you.

and if you were in the same dimension he would beg miguel to send him on missions with you

wait now i want to make it a lil fic

kind of a drabble? idk

ok afterthought this is way longer than a drabble lmao mb

word count : 561 😭

it was a peaceful day at the spidersociety's headquarters. all the anomalies you and hobie have caught while patrolling were imprisoned in their cages, you did your daily patrolling chores and now boredom seemed to have gotten the best of you.

sometimes when you're bored, you wonder what your boyfriend was doing. well, factually speaking he was not quite your boyfriend, because of his "i hate labels" stuff, but it was most likely the two of you had something

sadly you spent most of your time wondering how he was going. you couldn't communicate because your communicator broke and miguel decided hobie had to give his to you.

you know what? fuck that hierarchy thing, just because some vampire spider man didn't want you to multi dimensional travel doesn't mean you wouldn't.

you then left your small apartment and headed to the headquarters.

"don't even think of it." firmly said miguel.

"what? i didn't even say anything yet-" you say.

"your backpack. it's the one you always bring with you when i send you in missions with hobie. considering the disaster it made when i left gwen visit miles last time, i am not letting this happen a second time." he said firmly.

"please." you try to beg. "it has been weeks since you last sent us on a mission together. plus it's soon our birthday and we celebrate all of them together. please? i promise you won't hear anything from me next."

"fine" he sighed, "but only for three days."

"four days? please?" you try to negotiate.

(i don't know how to describe it but imagine him pinching his nose yknow the thing he did In the movie)

"if i let you go, will you stop harassing me ?" he asked, visibly annoyed.

"pinky promise!" you exclaim, "thank you so much!"

he then opened a portal which led you to your boyfriend's dimension. you walked a bit to the bar where he probably was, as usual.

once you arrived, riri, one of hobie's best friend, warmly greeted you.

"glad to see you around!" she says with a warm smile. "if you're here to see hobie, he's in the back!."

you then headed to the room in the back of the building. you did find him practicing with his band. taking care to not disturb them, you sat on a small table in the back of the room.

you couldn't help but admire him. despite everything he went through, he always kept going.

"hobes", said a member of the group."i think someone's waiting for you."

as soon as he noticed your face, you could see his instantly lit up.

once his practice went all smooth, the two of you headed outside. a fresh breeze greeted you as the two of you tried to catch up on the lost time.

"i can't believe miguel let you come there" he says in disbelief. "i ain't complaining though, i missed my sunshine a whole bunch" he continues before kissing you.

"i missed you too, hobie," you murmur with a soft smile.

the two of you kept wandering in the streets, talking about random things.

"you down for cuddles, sunshine?" he asked as you came back home.

the two of you sat on the floor, your head on his chest, feeling his soft heartbeat.

eventually you both drifted to sleep, his hand playing with your hair.

yoooo 🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻 call me the ceo of ooc hobie atp x)

uhhh yea sorry the end is a bit rushed but 😭😭 also im in an agsty mood so i'll write smth when reader finds out hobie is cheating on them when they come to his dimension 😈😈

ALSO if you want some sleepy hobie hcs you can find them here ! :D

[badchoicesworld]

Hola this is my first req

Might I request hcs for Hobie and Miles (separately) x male reader who is a fellow super hero with a mutation in his jaw that gave him a snake bite?(sharp teeth, unhinging jaw, venom)

Despite how scary reader can look he is very kind and courteous (and head over heels for his spider boy) and Hobie and Miles help him get over his insecurities about smiling around others

Fluffy and romantic pls (sorry if it too specific lol)

Thank you and keep being awesome

😎🫶 - Crax

hobie and miles with snake mutated boyfriends !

welcome back crax lmao, the request slapped dw, you nailed it !

AND IM SO SORRY for keeping you waiting, shit kept going on in my life

separate, established relationships

warnings: hobie brown ?

pairing: hobie brown x male!reader, miles morales x male!reader

requests: refer to the masterlist please !

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you wanna know how many fucks hobie gives about the mutation ? zero

in like the most respectful but effortlessly cool way

mutations are nothing new to him, man fights mutants on the daily

just views it as an extension of yourself, it’s apart of who you are

if you can accept that, he’s happy

would absolutely be a hype man if not though, he don’t fuck w insecurity

one thing i think he’d reference a lot ? medusa, because of that one sticker on his guitar

maybe he’s a huge greek mythology guy and thinks that your mutation is a sign for this and that- like that one comment he made about metaphors for capitalism, i think he liked to analyse things like an english student

with your unhinging jaw and venomous bite he liked to say some absurd stuff like “just goes to show how independence and self sufficiency can overcome the norms regardless of [politics]” hinting at that while you may have some unconventionally appreciated features, you’re able to rise above it and be a hero like a badass

so that being said, he thinks your smile alone is dope and can represent so much more if you want it to

if you wear a mask or something to cover it up, he’ll never insist on taking it off unless you’re comfortable, it’s not his place to dictate what you wear

he may however make a comment or two about it

“hope you’re not wearin’ tha’ to cover up them teeth of yours” ur teeth are so cool

if you’re insecure about how like exposed ur teeth are when you smile, Hobie gets into the habit of pulling his cheek back w his finger when smiling (at the appropriate times) just to show there’s nothin to be afraid of

sticks his tongue out too for funsies, ESPECIALLY if you’ve got a forked tongue

it’s a true shame getting ur tongue split is illegal in the UK, he’d love to match

at the end of the day when alls said and done, if you can’t bring yourself to feel comfortable in your own skin while you’re out and about, he’ll make it clear that he doesn’t care about your unhinging jaw or teeth or venom in private, cause that’s where it counts in his head

he thinks you look badass and really doesn’t think you should pay attention to what other people think anyway, under any circumstances

but especially when you go out there together and make a genuine difference in the world as heroes, even if you don’t call yourselves that

has once cracked a joke along the lines of “my boyfriend will bite you” and it was actually a threat, in the most loving way

miles

he might be like- a bit surprised the first time meeting you, maybe have some slightly insensitive questions but he means no offence

he just can’t keep his mouth shut sometimes

i think he’s a tiny bit afraid at first but warms up quickly, miles doesn’t seem like a snake guy and i can see him being the associating anything with everything kinda guy

definitely felt guilty for that one now ur boyfriends

massive fan of drawing you and your snake-ness, you look so funky in his style

really likes being heroes together :]

took a double take the first time he saw your jaw unhinge but now he seems jealous at times

after having a super serious conversation about it he immediately says something so off handed that it completely cuts whatever tension there might have been

makes an excellent point that you could swallow a burber whole, he thinks that’s an accomplishment fs

“you can eat a burger in one, that’s skill.” he’s so sure of himself while saying that

there’s something very terrifying but reassuring and endearing about you having such a dangerous mouth with you ur venom and such, used some strange ass logic like “he COULD kill me, but he won’t”

so when you are comfortable just being urself and not covering up your smile, he honestly feels really grateful and trusted

mans never gonna break that trust, he’s never gonna hurt you

ur polite asf too so he doesn’t even second guess introducing you to his parents, doesn’t think things along the lines of “gonna introduce my snake boyfriend” it’s more like “he’s so polite this is an easy win”

IF YOU SMILE HE SMILES, that’s all i’m sayin

therefore, you should smile more and not go out of your way to hide it

he won’t really say anything if you actively choose to in public, you might catch him lookin a bit sympathetic from the corner of your eye if he notices you purposely doing it

it’s not his place to say a thing, but he’d really appreciate it if you got out of that habit, and he’s happy to help

like he might busy your hands just so you don’t subconsciously cover your mouth, that kinda things

he could do this by holding them or whatever

please don’t be embarrassed of urself, you are so so handsome

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sorry it’s not insanely romantic ?? i cant really see these boys being like that so i kinda struggled a bit w that

sorry if this is just not great overall i’ve been out of it shshshs

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Hii ik saw me many times but i love your blog so much about hobie and Miguel i have questions have any hc hobie being west African hc of that been there since watched movie i cannot get it out

I AM GOING TO SCREAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM AT THIS BECAUSE YES YES I CAN

(also sorry if this is kinda Yoruba centric!! cause that's the area I know the best - for reference I myself am Bajan/Quechua (West Indies - Barbados / Indigenous Peruvian))

West African!Hobie Headcanons:

And because I'll never get a chance to talk about this again I'm gonna start off with the one I love most and the one people know most about (and that is demonized - literally - the most)

Hobie and Vodou (aka VooDoo):

Yeah, I said it. Hobie can work. He got juju. He rootworks. He conjures. Whatever iteration, whatever title - if Hobie followed any religion it would either be Buddhism, which some argue that some sects can double as a moral philosophy,

-If he'd respect any religion. It'd be a Traditional African one and I'm putting money on Vodou.

[And heads up, I am not an initiate of Vodou, but I do actively practice African Traditional Spirituality (HooDoo/Rootworking) and Ancestral Worship. So take from that what you will.]

First of all - how punk would that be??? A West African religion demonized by the western world for centuries from Africa to Haiti to Louisiana - that praised ancestral worship and community first???

YES PLEASE. Some people might not really understand all of this but:

First things first, yes, he speaks Yoruba and if you call it 'Speaking African' he's going to flay you alive.

Like????? Hobie sweet talking in Yoruba??? I'll throw my self on the floor right now!!

Hobie practicing ancestor worship - and thanking all the oppressed people who gave their lives and suffered daily so he can live his life?

He'd have an altar in his house, a small one he keeps out of sight, even to Gwen.

Leaves offerings and bits of his meal on the altar. Cause he was once food insecure, but now that things are a little better, he can do that

Like even if he practiced a form of HooDoo or another sect that derives from Traditional African Spirituality (that doesn't involve initiation)

He'd want to give back to his ancestors, learn how to use natural herbs and work them, learning how to make powders, doing floor washes, sweeping a certain way

And having all of these routines related to his African spirituality that are so subtle but he thinks about always

Prays to his ancestors to give him strength when he's struggling with being Spiderpunk

BUT IMAGINE IF HE WAS INTITATED THO ????

Hobie in all white during ceremony???????

HOBIE BEING A CHILD OF SHANGO??????????

NAH THEY AINT READY FOR IT

But even so -whatever Orisha got that boy head be putting in WORK.

And you know he keeps his beads on forever and always even under the suit!!!!

And the style!!! Hobie AfroPunk?!!!

I don't know if they have this elsewhere, but in NYC there's a music festival called AfroPunk - and it's full of black artists, and black people come out in these amazing outfits - and the goal is to incorporate as much African influence as possible

HOBIE WOULD EAT THIS UP.

The inside of his vest being lined with African textile!!

He takes it off in front of you and you see that little pop of that of classic orange-gold color

You just know he's wit it!!!

And the BEADS

(He should wear beads he's royalty compared to the raggedys at HQ)

[Cough] red and white shango beads [Cough]

Imagine Hobie giving his girlfriend a coral bead bracelet too AWWW

And telling them the significance??!!

He loves a woman in a headwrap. GELE ESPECIALLY but any type

And if you wear waistbeads UMMMMMMMM

As soon as he sees it peeking from under your shirt - IT'S GAME OVER

He's gonna wanna test if they working how they supposed to IF YOU KNOW YOU KNOW.

AND The FOOD!

First of all - Hobie hates that British manners shit.

Was raised eating with his hands and loves it

He hates old white people who wanna stare cause he eats with his hands

He loves goat. Not me projecting he LOVES goat.

He really appreciates rice based dishes because they can fill you up - and you can't just buy them anywhere

Prefers Waakye to Jollof Rice but still loves Jollof

With FUCK UP some Fufu if he can get it

I say he eats standing up so he's just there at his kitchen counter eating Fufu and the most random shit in his fridge???

Like he'll be eating left over KFC with fufu - like what are you doing??? Thats - not a meal bro

He loves Okra (ew nasty ass) and he'll eat it all the time.

Especially fried okra but okra soup is cool too he's fine with that

His fried plantains go INSANE. They go SO HARD. They're to die for

He always picks the sweetest ones and it cooks them till they're all caramelized and shit YUMMMMM

(can you tell I like my plaintains sweet and soft cause I DO)

Extra Headcanons

He was not playing that when Gwen first came over - as soon as she stepped on the houseboat with shoes he was like "Girl-"

The first time Peter B. heard him speaking Yoruba he went "Wow, Hobie, Your Nigerian is great!"

Hobie, who already hates Peter B, looked at him like he was the dumbest mfer on earth like

'Right, and you speak American, right? Fucking bellend. I hate you. 'Nigerian'. It's Yoruba.'

(He's only saying that cause he hates Peter personally and wants him to have a bad day)

Meanwhile Gwen was nice enough to just ask "What language is that?" (The correct way to do it, do not assume language names like Peter)

First time he went over to Peter B.'s place (on Gwen's insistence), Mary-Jane accidentally swept over his feet before setting her purse on the floor

and in the moment he knew he had to leave.

He's a streetkid, but since he's in the neighborhood so much he has like 45 different women he calls auntie - and they make sure he has good food to eat because 'you are so skinny! you need to eat more.'

He does that auntie shit where you're walking with him and you see someone you know and now they're in a long ass conversation

Or when he says 'goodbye' then stands by the door having a conversation and you're standing there in your coat like....'fam are we out or not cause i can sit back down'.

He always goes to meet the elders of whatever house he's in to introduce himself, very respectful of black elders and enjoys helping old the older black folk in his neighborhood.

He enjoys giving them respect and hearing their stories, helping around the house. Plus he gets great food out of it

ANNDD That's all of them I think!! Sorry if any of these were off the mark - a lot of these are from personal things I know about West Africa and things learned through Spirituality. I hope I got everything okay!

Thanks for this by the way I LOVE Hobie and culture you know he'd be SO proud!!

[If you've read this far - maybe take some time out to learn a bit about African religions - they're beautiful practices (open to black people - we're worshipping black ancestors) - but you can still learn about them and understand how modern culture often demonizes these types of religions. If anything, I hope you learned a little from this! Hoodoo, Vodun (VooDoo), and Santeria (Latino witchcraft) are not scary, dark practices!] And because I spoke about spirituality, imma put this here cause DO not be playing yknowwhatimean

🧿

[dasillypacowaco]

Relationships

We're here! On the topic of my spidersona aka Pim's relationship with the spiders

Spider gang

Gwen

Pim wouldn't consider her the best friend but she's certainly the closest one to him in the group. Since I hc Gwen as trans I think it would be reasonable to make her and Pim bound over that fact

He think of her as a sister but act like a protective mother towards her, checking her from time to time, make sure she's fine and that she takes care of herself and even let her stay over at his place

Gwen sees Pim as a protective brother who over think way too much and worried about everyone but himself tho she really appreciated him

Pavitr

Pim's not quite sure how to feel about him, since he has a very strong personality and very energetic. He couldn't keep up with the boy sometimes but he's trying tho

Pim also act like a mother towards him, despite thinking about him as a brother, mostly bc Pav seems young and naive for a Spider-Man. He's worried that this job might effect the boy as time goes by making Pav realises it's not as easy as he thought

Pav sees Pim as a bit of too uptight person but pretty decent to hang out with even tho he doesn't talk much and also asking Pim for some advice seeing that he has more experience

Miles

The first time he saw Miles he literally went into full panic attack and flashed back in his head lol all he could see was his ex best friend who's one of his canon event

He didn't get much opportunity to interact w/ Miles before the boy got jumped by the whole society, but he knows he has to help that boy. He won't loose another Miles

Hobart Larry Brown

Pim dislike him at first, despise his gut ever since their first interaction and keep his distance as much as he could even tho Gwen always trying to tell him that Hobie is not as bad as he thought but considering how different they are as a person Pim wasn't convinced

They eventually bonded over the fact that they both don't like Miguel even tho it's from different reasons but they still don't like the same person and Pim unintentionally fall for him (I mean, who wouldn't????) but never say anything

Hobie sees Pim as a person who's way too serious and way too worried about everyone else but himself. But somehow he found that very...endearing? Idk but Hobie likes to tease Pim as a daily routine

The adults

Peter B (& Mayday)

Peter somehow became some sort of father figure to Pim and always ask Pim to babysit Mayday for him which who is he to complain?? Mayday might be a bit hard to deal with due to her power but she's the cutest girl he'd ever babysit in his entire life

Jess

Pim respect her and agreed with Gwen that she's cool as hell but Jess didn't really pay attention or acknowledge him that much, he's fine with it tho since sometime he finds her a bit intimidating

Ben Reilly

Doesn't want to have anything to do with. Avoid at all cost.

Miguel

As I mentioned, Pim doesn't like Miguel. Partly bc he's intimidating, has anger issues and way too buffed. But also bc Miguel act exactly like his father who he always despise

Miguel also doesn't really like Pim. Since Pim often participated Hobie's prank towards him

[pogueswrld]

MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE MASTERLIST

The characters I write for are listed below, along with the links and summaries to every blurb/series/one shot I've written for them this far :)

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AVENGERS

coming clean 🕊️

y/n is coming out as a non-binary omnisexual

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PETER PARKER (tasm and mcu)

memories 🥀

I was wondering if you could do tom holland! Peter x reader? Where Peter and the reader are already married and got kids. But one day, Peter had an accident and lost his memory. Peter doesn’t remember getting married and still thinks that he was with MJ. The doctor then tells the reader that they don’t need to rush things and just wait for how it goes. (Y/n) went home and explained it to her kids about their father has lost his memories. The kids were sad about the news that their father can’t even recognize them.

Movie night 🦢

y/n is Carol Danvers' daughter but Peter doesn't know, he realizes she's not exactly human during their intimate time.

fatal flaw 🕊️

y/n is a former widow that found a safe home in New York with the Avengers and a fellow former widow, more specifically with a certain brunette doe eyed spider named Peter Parker. But lately, Natasha got caught up with the red room and taking them down alongside her sister, y/n figured it's only right to help out.

headcanons: being Peter's lover 🕊️

What it's like to date golden retriever bf Peter Parker.

midnight whispers 🕊️

Peter's partner is living across the world── literally, and this is what it's like to have him. (neutral pronouns muslim poc reader)

two world apart 🕊️

peter seems to be interested in this one cute person working in a bookstore down the street from the daily bugle, but he’s too shy to ask them out. Getting stuck on the same multi-hour long train seems to help give him the courage to get to know them.

hyper-everything 🦢

a lil piece about a hc that came to me last night, peter with hyperspermia

stuck in your spider webs 🦢

web bondage with peter <3

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DRUIG

find me among the stars 🕊️🥀

Druig never believed himself to be the kind of guy to have a sappy and tragic love story, but as his years dragged on, he couldn't help but fall in love with you── in every lifetime.

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MAKKARI

silent love 🕊️

reader and makkari have been friends —more than friends— for a while, but makkari feels like she might've done something wrong when the girl she likes starts avoiding her, maybe it's time for a confrontation.

boyfriend 🕊️

makkari and druig are supposedly happy together, but then druig leaves, and y/n takes her chance

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KATE BISHOP

nothing yet :(

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YELENA BELOVA

nothing yet :(

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HOBIE BROWN

nothing yet :(

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GWEN STACY (platonic only)

nothing yet :(

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MILES MORALES (platonic only)

nothing yet :(

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KAMALA KHAN

nothing yet :(

[the-kr8tor]

Octobie time >:)

Daily Hobie HC! Week one, day one.

Hobie was on his usual patrol, flitting around the city. He kept a close eye out for any animals especially, knowing that around Halloween, they tended to be thrown out.

He swung towards a building, perching himself on the ledge for a few moments, scanning the road, before noticing a black bag near the curb.

Hobie quickly made his way towards the moving bag, undoing the knot as fast as he could in order to save whatever animal was cruelly put inside.

He was met with a small black cat in the bag, looking completely battered. Clumps of fur had been pulled out, as well as dried blood and grime building up. Hobie gently picked up the small, shivering and concerningly scrawny cat, setting it in his lap. He did a proper lookover, his eyes widening at the fact the little cat had only three legs, instead of four.

The front left leg had been turned into a little stump, also bloodied and matted like the rest of its fur.

He held the cat close to his body for a few moments, cursing whoever had decided it was a good idea to put a small cat into a bag to die. He tucked the cat into an inner pocket of his vest, before swinging off back to the houseboat.

You were busy handcrafting some accessories for the houseboat when you heard the window slide up, signifying that Hobie was back from patrol, surprisingly early. You stand to greet him, but he holds you away from hugging him. Hobie feels a twinge of guilt at your falling face, before reaching into his vest and gently holding out the black cat towards you.

He explains the entire situation, watching as you lean close and pet the scrawny figure close to his chest. After a few playful quips, you both had decided that the cat will definitely be needing a thorough bath tonight to get rid of all the dried clumps of grime clinging to its void-black fur.

As Hobie checks the water in the bathtub to make sure its at lukewarm temperature, he chuckles as you bring in a plastic tub, with the small cat just sniffing around the area. From the strays that frequented the houseboat like top tier security, it wasn't surprising that pet friendly soap was necessary in the cupboards.

Once the water was at a good temperature, Hobie began to fill up the plastic tub, watching with a fond smile as you put a few squirts of soap into it as well. He wonders how he managed to get such a wonderful and loving partner as you, willing to take care of the animals that frequents the boathouse or that he brings home.

He doesn't deny the urge to place a loving peck at your temple as you sit at the edge of the bathtub in shorts and a simple crop top, gently placing the black ball of fur into the tub. Surprisingly, the cat was quite well behaved, simply just sitting there as Hobie and you scrubbed them down.

The water quickly turned into a reddish brown, blood mixing with dirty underneath the foamy soap. Turning on the tap once more to a lukewarm temperature, he washes away the dirty water.

You both repeat the process of rinsing and washing away a few times, before managing to finally wipe away the dried mud and blood. Giving the final rinse down for the black cat, Hobie placed the three-legged feline onto a towel you had graciously laid down, wrapping up the oddly calm cat into a burrito.

He handed the 'purrito' to you, taking the time to quickly wash down the bath properly. Once he was done, wiping the water off on your somehow wet crop top with a mischievous grin, Hobie mentioned about how the two of you should keep the silly kitty, kissing the crown of your head as if it'll convince you.

After drying and brushing out its fur, Hobie had somehow managed to convince you to keep the small thing, mainly through kisses and the cat's own little meows. As a placeholder name, you both had settled on 'Spooky', although you had a feeling that it'd be the official name.

While Spooky slept on the couch in between the pillows for the first night, just for safety reasons until after the veterinarian appointment to check for health and any parasites, you were busy brainstorming unserious name ideas.

Eventually, you began to doze off as he held you close, peppering kisses to your face to tease you. With a final peck to your forehead, he pulls you closer to him, your head safely placed into the crook of his neck as you drifted off to sleep, with Hobie following soon after. -🐦‍⬛

Octobie time!!!!

Daily Hobie HC ‼️‼️ Octobie edition!

That is so like Hobie to swing around the city on the look out for discarded pets after Halloween bc unfortunately that is reality in some cases especially black cats and rabbits during easter :(

NOOOO POOR KITTY 😭 fr I teared up from the description 😭😭😭 who did that I just want to introduce them to my bat

I can just imagine the poor kitten looking up at hobie with her big eyes while he's swinging back home to you 🥹🥹 it's love at first sight I bet

As someone who is highly allergic to cats I will for sure take in that kitten even tho I might suffocate

Awwww baby's first bath in the new home 🥺 Hobie is so sweet and gentle with her

SPOOKY OMG!!! SO CUTE

The houseboat will be filled with even more laughter now!!!

[the-kr8tor]

I was drinking rooh afza today cus it was so hot and it reminded me of hobat SOO also viper i found ur tt acc>:) Daily Hobie HC! Week four, day three Hobie clung onto your shoulder, nestling himself comfortably under your shirt, relishing in the softness and warmth of your skin, as well as the fabric on top of him. He watched as you carefully piped icing onto some halloween-themed pumpkin spice cookies, rubbing his fuzzy head up and down against your neck, tickling you slightly as the tip of his tongue stuck out to spare some light licks on your skin. He lets out a few chirps of mischief, his way of laughing in bat form as you shook your head, shaking him slightly as a playful warning to stop tickling you. He flies off from your neck, making his new position of comfort on top of your head, looking down and watching as your fingers firmly squeezed the piping bag, keeping a consistent thickness to the outlines, before filling it in. You were currently doing the first bat shaped cookie, which Hobie had claimed that it was his to try. He flew down to your wrist, placing his hands(?) on top of the piping bag, moving along with your movement, as if he was helping you. Hobie hides a smirk as he feels your eyes fondly roll at him, watching as you shake the cookie slightly to level out the icing, before setting it on one of the trays to set. You had given it green eyes instead of white ones, which meant that it was easily distinguishable as Hobie's. You put down the piping back for a moment, taking a quick break before your fingers begin to cramp. Hobie gazes up happily at you, his big brown eyes practically sparkling as you cradle him in your hands. He chirps as you gently press a flurry of kisses to his face, looking completely lovestruck as you pull away, moving to cling to the collar of your shirt and pull his way up to your neck once more. Hobie murmurs about how he loves when you practically drown him in your love, hugging onto your neck and playfully nipping at your earrings, which were dangly bat ones. He tugs on them slightly, playing with them and making sure it wasn't irritating you too badly. As your hand came up to affectionately scratch him a little, he takes your finger and licks the pad of your index, his form of kisses in his little bat form. Hobie continues to watch you pipe icing onto multiple witches hats, pumpkins, ghosts and bat pumpkin spice cookies, occasionally napping either in the crook of your neck or on top of your head. (Or in your bra if you got them) Once you finished piping them all, you let the icing set for a bit before eating, gently stirring Hobie awake to tell him the progress. He yawns, his large eyes sparkling at the progress you've made. Hobie's little bat feet clutch onto your shirt, pulling you away from the edge of the counter to the middle of the kitchen. As black mist shrouded the bat, a tall, lanky Hobartholomew Larry Brown stood in the bat's place, holding you close as he peppered kisses all over your face in between praise about how they all look so delicious. After a few minutes of Hobie's teasing appreciation, leading to a lot of head-spinning kisses and a few nips which may have left a light mark, you check on the cookies once more, Hobie perched on your shoulder. The icing had set properly, giving the cookies the final look it needed to be spooky. You pick out Hobie's bat pumpkin spice cookie and hand it to him, chuckling as he eagerly pulled it away from your fingers with his mouth, a muffled 'thank you darling' coming from his cookie-stuffed face. -🐦‍⬛

Oohh what is rooh afza?

Lmaoo at first I thought you found mine which seems impossible bc I'm on private 🤣🤣 (I just retweet art on there lol)

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I raised a brow at his lil lick thinking he's in regular tall form but now I understand now that he's actually in bat form 😂😂

He loves watching you bake awww!!!!!

Him 'helping' you is the cutest ever 😻

What a coinkidink! I just got a pair of bat earrings!!

Akznkwznkwkdnw him crawling all over R's shirt 🥰

HE'S IN MY WHAT?! 🥴🥴🥴

I too want head spinning kisses from HOBARTHOLOMEW LARRY BROWN

You turn around and he has managed to eat the whole tray 😂

[the-kr8tor]

"Whoever can string my husband's old bow and shoot through 12 axes cleanly..." Daily Hobie HC! The challenge (more epic the musical) Hobie had faced through countless monsters, gods, the death of his crew and the blood on his hands. And yet, as he tread on the lands of Ithaca to his palace, where you were, he had one more enemy. Suitors. Hobie managed to grab a cloak and disguise himself among the suitors, each sight of one pissing him off. He desperately wanted to throw off his cloak and kill them all, but his hatred for them could never compare to the love he had for you. He longed to see you once more, staying low in the crowd of lustful and eager suitors. He wanted to hold you, to feel the warmth of your body against his once more, to know whether you would fall in love with him again. You had procrastinated long, keeping the suitors waiting like a dog chained to a pole, eager for the juicy meat just a few inches too far away. You couldn't let your heart move on, seeing the odd storm occurring a few days earlier. You hoped this was a sign for change, that Hobie was back, but you could only hold the mob back for so long. You held a bow and string. Hobie's string and bow. The challenge was difficult, you had high hopes none of these weak men could string his bow like he does. Stringing a bow, and shoot through the 12 axes cleanly to hit the target, was something you had only seen Hobie do so effortlessly. You could feel your heart begin to ache for him once more, walking down the hall with the suitors watching hungrily. You announced the trial, eyes narrowing in disgust at how the other men only saw you as a prize to be one for the throne. Watching the arrows fly, you stood tall amidst the flurry of arrows curving and failing to fly through cleanly. However, one man stood up, concealed with a cloak. Hobie had to suppress a chuckle, his heart beating through his chest as he stepped up, picking up the bow. With precise fingers, he began to string the bow. His old bow, one he hadn't seen for years. The thread was strongly attached, ready to be pulled back. Hobie braced an arrow, seeing the tears well up in your eyes as you recognized him through his disguise. Almost effortlessly, the arrow flew through the 12 axes, landing square on the target. The other suitors looked flabbergasted at this mysterious figure manage to complete such a feat, while as yours and Hobie's eyes met, you couldn't help but tear up. You were frozen on the spot, letting him approach you slowly. Hobie missed you dearly, and you clearly missed him so much more. The warmth of his palm was comforting against your cheek as he cupped your face lovingly, a smile gracing his lips and tired eyes as you lean into his touch. -🐦‍⬛

Ngl I thought that this was a robin hood au!

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Yeeess!!! I love this au!

Hobie's like "what's worse than fighting gods and sea monsters? Men who are after my wife." If he had a gun he'd be loading it 😂

Just the thought of those men touching you has his blood boiling! 😤

The challenge was so smart when I first read it in the myth

He showed them!! They had nothing on Hobie!

Lmaoo the scene from brave suddenly started playing in my head "I'll shoot for me own hand!"

They're together again 😭😭😭

[the-kr8tor]

I keep seeing EPIC the musical circe x hermes and then hermes hobie edits so... Daily Hobie HC! EPIC THE MUSICAL HERMES HOBIE Aeaea, where a royal and their nymphs reside. You had found some men exploring your island, not sure if they posed a threat or not, but better to be safe than sorry. You had turned them into pigs with a swift act of warmth and slight enchantment, your subjects herding off the pigs into pens within the gardens. However, a certain man had walked into your palace and had somehow been able to resist your enchantment. As he boasted about being against your power by having consumed Moly, you noticed slight movement from one of the curtains. You pulled it back to see Hobie, his charming grin immediately showing itself to you. Of course Hobie gave the Moly root to this captain. Before you continued on with the fight, he kissed the back of your hand gracefully, watching the curtain fall to cover him once more. One thing led to another, and a brief, unwarranted therapy session about Odysseus' wife which you weren't expecting, and here you were, walking him through the gardens towards the pigs, turning them back into men with a splash of antidote you had created. You released his men, sending a little bit of your magic to his boat to send him to the Underworld, in order to avoid Poseidon's wrath. All of a sudden, you hear Hobie's iconic laughter, feeling a breeze rush against you as he suddenly appears, your relaxed smile meeting his smug smirk. His golden headband with white, fluttering wings gleams in the sun. Before he could even say anything about the Moly, a loud purr came from behind, your lioness friend bumping her head against Hobie's hip, demanding immediate pets. Hobie chuckles as he gently ran his hand over the lioness' head, before subtly tugging you closer, his palm placed on your hip. He cocks his head towards you overdramatically, giddy at the way you playfully roll your eyes towards him. With a smirk, he begins to tease about how your lioness seems to be taking a liking to him more than you, which obviously gets him a little bite on his hand from the feline. One hand on top of his, on your hip, you have a simple conversation with him about the Moly flower root. Of course, his excuse is practically nothing. This doesn't surprise you anymore, instead just cupping his cheek fondly and leaning your head against his. Eventually, you both went back to the table in your palace, listening to Hobie complain about Zeus giving him a lecture a few days ago. You couldn't help but chuckle at his dramatic expressions and charming smile, taking a sip from your cup. -🐦‍⬛

There are hermes hobie aus out there?! 😲

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R sees man: die 🐷

Lol i thought the moly was the drug and not the root 😭😭

Dammmnn hobie has so much charisma that he talked r into releasing the crew

R was just too tired of all the oinking probably lmao

Iaznjwjsjjdn the vision of hobie looking ethereal with a lioness by his side is so 🥴🔥

R doesn't know they're absolutely smitten for the playful god!!

Hobie likes to pretend that he only visits when he's bored but truth be told he wants to stay there forever 😍

[the-kr8tor]

I am speedy>:) Some general hcs today cus why not Daily Hobie HC! And...we remember that one guy that i kinda..had a tiny...itty bitty crush on... - He's very confident with flirting, as shown when you two were crushing hard on each other. However, Hobie gets uncontrollably flustered for a bit with any sweet affection. Kisses, holding hands while walking together, hugging with your arms under his jacket? Folding. - The border around him shamelessly gets bigger/more vibrant around you, as well as going pink. - Loves to be intentionally overly-clingy to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face in your neck, not letting you move to do the necessary things you need to do just to tease you. - Has a habit of giving you the bigger portion with food due to being used to have smaller portions. However, he sometimes never notices when you switch it to let him enjoy the bigger piece while eating a little slower to make it seem like you didn't swap it. - Even if he doesn't like your music taste/favourite song, he'd never skip it when/if it comes on. - STUPIDLY good at catching lizards. - If you have makeup/wear it, he'll definitely borrow it more than once (with your permission ofc). - Physically unable to stand up straight. He's always either leaning back or leaning forwards with his stance. - For any occasion, he does not like buying gifts, preferring to make them himself so he can customize to be perfect for the person. - Kid magnet. He's fun and he's shiny>:) -🐦‍⬛

Yay!! You know I'm always a go for general HCs!!

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Oooh yes! 👀 What about them?

Yep I agree! But once you flirt back with the same energy he's crumbling to his knees and being the nerd that he is will start fumbling over his words

I love his border sm

WOSNKWNXOWD 🥴😳🥰

Awwwww 🥹 I'd definitely do that for him

He's good at catching lizards bc he always did that when he was a kid just to tease his mates while running around with it!

I shall let him! For the low low price of me putting it on for him 😍😉

Literally me lol

He's always so busy during the holiday season, anniversaries, and bdays!

It's because his arms are a perfect makeshift jungle gym!!

[the-kr8tor]

Roze ofc I know you'd like that song..we have the same mindset but I can reel mine in. HEHEHE Daily Hobie HC! Bdas hobie this time cus im obsessed with 'Sailor Song' by Gigi Perez Hobie remembers one day when we woke up without your warmth next to him, yet your side of the bed had some lingering heat from when you were pressed into him with your face in the crook of his neck. He groaned, lifting himself out of his bed and swinging his legs over, his feet touching the floorboards as he rubbed his eyes groggily. Hobie stretched out his back as he stood up, ready to go look for the shining pearl that was the light in his darkness. You. Walking on deck, his eyes widen at the sight of you in one of his loose, torn shirts from last night, with the golden rays of the morning sun illuminating your features. Hobie held his hand over his heart, feeling as if he had just fallen in love with you all over again as he watched your eyes reflect the coloured sky with a filter he wishes to never forget. He felt his heart melt effortlessly at the sight, unable to stop himself from taking large strides towards you and immediately snaking his arms around your waist. Hobie sighed into the back of your neck, burying his head into your hair affectionately, nosing his way to the skin of your neck and placing slow kisses against your skin. Your chuckling at his affection and hand cupping his face in an attempt to push him away so he'll stop attacking your neck felt like some sort of heaven. After all, he had an angel in his arms, and he was never going to let you go. It was obvious that Hobie was practically a lovestruck fool whenever you walked around, as said by the other crewmembers. His eyes were always on you, no matter what. Even as he's teasing Pavitr about one of the towns girl that he seemed to have gain a liking to, the moment you come into sight his eyes have averted to you, basking in the fact that he's yours, and you're his. And as you're gazing up at the stars on a late night, sitting on deck, he'll find you and take a seat next to you, murmuring tiredly about how you haven't come to bed yet as he crosses his legs around your hips, keeping you pressed against him. Although you don't feel tired this night, Hobie's tired murmuring and affection pulls you under to his bed, to wear you quickly learn that all the tiredness was an act just so he can be selfish and have you all to himself for the night behind closed doors. Throughout the day, Hobie will sometimes plot his captain's hat on top of your head, like a subtle, public announcement that he loves you to the depths of the sea and back a thousand times. Hobie's always so grateful every day that you're by his side, especially as his hair was growing back from being bald. He feels his confidence die a little whenever he thought about it, but the feeling of your gentle hands on his scalp was like an off button. Hobie would let you style his hair with charms once it had grown long enough to be braided, laying in your lap with his face buried into your inner thigh as your fingers on his scalp practically knocked him out. -🐦‍⬛

BAHAHHAHAHAHHA 😂

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*Chanting* BDAS HOBIE BDAS HOBIE BDAS HOBIE!!!!!!!!

Aidbjwdbhwisjbw a daily morning occurrence with Bdas R and Hobie!!!!

They're so in love 🥺

This is canon in the story now bc i said so 🤭

Very accurate that you're the first person he seeks first after waking up and also the last person he sees before sleeping 😍😍😍

The captain's hat on r widhuwhdjwjsjw 🥰🥰

Yeessss he knocks tf out the second r has their hands massaging on his scalp 🥹

[the-kr8tor]

I'm going to be honest- I've never seen the Princess and the Frog, so I've never experienced Dr Facilier first hand, but I like the concept of a goofy ass shadow so here we go Daily Hobie HC! Also based off what 🪦 anon said either with how he'd act Who knew a simple card reading could lead to this? Hobie, having others souls wrapped around his fingers, burying his face into you with a muffled, satisfied hum. While he had others wrapped around his fingers, you had him wrapped around yours. You prevented a smile from tugging at your lips as you faked being asleep, mainly for the fact you didn't want to wake up (gaslighting yourself to go back to bed), but you were enjoying the attention he was giving you. Hobie pulled your body close to his chest, your face situated comfortably into the pillow as he peppered sweet, adoring kisses to every bit of your face, his cool lip piercings grazing against your skin, granting reprieve from the slow heat building up. Eventually, you couldn't help but let a smile slip, causing Hobie to nuzzle his face into your neck, mumbling a 'morning' to you as he continued to gently kiss your skin. You still can't believe you managed to have him wrapped tightly around your finger, given his reputation, but here you are, being smothered in his kisses willingly. You stretch out your neck with a chuckle, giving him room to kiss down to the base. Hobie gladly takes the opportunity, pressing chaste and loving kisses to your skin as he lets you slowly wake up from your slumber. During random times, Hobie will appear behind you and simply just pepper kisses to your shoulder, the back of your neck, your head, your hands, anywhere really. Not that you minded, you never did. It simply startled you, but it never failed to remind you how much he loved you. A I really need to do more research on this villain I'm going to continue with a longer one tomorrow Maybe I'll actually watch the movie -🐦‍⬛

My love for goofy ass shadows started with peter pan's shadow 🤣 you should watch it it's amazing!!

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OMFG MORTICIA AMD GOMEZ ADAMS CODED

OWIZNWNDQPSM THIS GOT ME LONGING FR BRO AHHHHHH THEY'RE SO IN LOVE 🥴 (oh no did it cut off again?)

Imagine if R was one of those fake psychics with the 90 dollar crystal ball they bought off of amazon that they use to scam ppl by just reading them well (ala spencer reid or dr house) and they do it so well that ppl have stopped doubting their abilities and think that they're an actual psychic so facilier! Hobie is like: who tf is taking my customers? And his abilities are actually real so off he goes to confront r and wait a minute why is that fake psychic have such gorgeous eyes? And why is his dark heart beating so loudly that even the dead could hear it? Uh oh now (they're the baddest duo out there)

[the-kr8tor]

Fun fact I've only been through a haunted house ONCE when I was little crow anon and i wanna go through an epic one like that again Daily Hobie HC! Week one, day three. Hobie had jolted awake from a particularly graphic nightmare, tears welling up in his eyes as your name falls silent on his lips. His heartbeat was too loud in his ears. Everything felt way too loud. It's like his spidersenses were going off relentlessly, going haywire and identifying you as an enemy. You weren't the enemy. What was wrong? Hobie balled his hands into fists, holding one above where his heart was squeezing painfully underneath his ribcage, his quick breathing feeling as if it wasn't enough to get the air he desperately needed into his lungs. Tears flowed down his cheeks as he slid out of bed onto the floor, his fist beginning to thud against his chest as he hit himself, a feeble attempt to open up his lungs, but nothing felt like it worked. Hobie was trembling, holding his hand while his body tensed, the entire room beginning to fall in on him. Hobie brought his knees to his chest, trying to compress himself to become smaller to fit into the shrinking room. His tired thoughts and spidersenses going absolutely haywire made the feeling of the room collapsing on him felt all the more real. Hobie buried his tear-stained face in the tight space between his knees and his chest, his fingers harshly gripping onto his legs, roughly scraping and pinching at them to try and ground himself. Suddenly, he felt your arms wrap around his body, bringing Hobie away from his spiraling thoughts. Without looking up, Hobie went from clinging to himself to clinging onto you. You wrapped your arms around his body, gently squeezing him to bring him back to reality. You slowly guided his head to rest on your shoulder, where he wrapped his arms around you in return and squeezed your middle, afraid of letting go. Hobie listens as you gently begin to massage his scalp, muttering gentle reassurances to let him focus on your voice instead of how his heart feels like its being stabbed, or the way it felt as if the room was slowly squeezing him to death. He let you take his hand, intertwining his tense fingers with yours. You kept his focus on your voice, while gently squeezing his hand with every inhale. Loosening your firm grip with every exhale. Hobie began to steady his focus on you, his tense, trembling palms slowly beginning to reciprocate your patterns. In, squeeze. Out, loosen. Slowly, Hobie was nudged out of his fears and into the reality of your arms, his terrified, firm grip on you loosening slowly as his shoulders sagged with exhaustion. He muttered an apology under his breath, but that didn't matter to you. You accepted his apology with the reassurance that it doesn't matter to you, needing to wake up for him, and that you'd do it every time he needed you. He couldn't stop a fond smile from tugging at his lips as he leaned forwards, pressing a warm kiss to your forehead. He lifted himself to sit on the edge of the bed, still feeling a little fragile, but knowing he was in good hands for the night. Hobie cuddled into you, with your arms around his shoulders and his around your waist, his face resting against your chest. The two of you falling asleep peacefully as the water softly lapped over itself outside. -🐦‍⬛

You've got me beat! I've never been into one despite loving horror movies

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Oh no oh no!!!! 😧

*reads the first line*

The hurt comfort is hurt comforting me so much I gotta wrap myself into a burrito blanket

His fist pounding on his chest was so real i started holding on to my own chest as if that will help him 😂

POOR HOBIE WHY U GOTTA HURT HIM 🐦‍⬛ ANON?!

Whew thank goodness r was there to calm and reassure him

When I get u anon 👊

[the-kr8tor]

BOUNTY HUNTER R AND CRIMINAL HOBIE THE CUTIES Daily Hobie HC! cuddle HEHEH 'I'm going to kill you after this' you threatened for the fifth time, clearly flustered and trying to hide it with empty threats as Hobie held you close from behind. He hummed sweetly by your ear, gently dragging stray strands of your hair away from your neck, peppering kisses from your jawline down to your shoulder. Seeing how you were still a bit pouty, he decided to take more drastic measures. Hobie moved upwards, flipping you over to your back underneath him. He watched with a smirk as your eyes widened slightly underneath him, before he leant forwards and kissed you. Gently capturing your lips with his, before pulling away and beginning to pepper kisses all over your face. He didn't give in, continuing to press kisses all over your face, despite the fact you were trying to hide your smile and trying to push him away, playfully smacking his chest. Finally, you began laughing, which caused Hobie to pull away with a smile on his lips in response to hearing your joyous, flustered laughter. Your eyes were filled with love for him as he gently rested against your body, laying on top of you with his head on your chest, returning your fond gaze. He closed his eyes as you gently massaged his scalp, like a content, purring cat. Hobie opened his eyes slowly, learning forwards to plant one final kiss to the tip of your nose before asking if you want to kill him after this. With you saying no, he cuddled further into you, enjoying the way your hand warmly rubbed up and down his back. He could tell you were suppressing a chuckle at how he practically turned into a teddy bear, despite being an infamous, slippery criminal. He was at your hands now, and you'd rather die than turn your lover in. -🐦‍⬛

They're so lovely!!! They got through all that roughness to be soft together ❤️

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I love cuddle fics 😍

Spoiler alert: they didn't kill him after this 🤭

HOBIE FLIPPING R OVER 🥴😳

THE LITTLE SMOOCHES AHHHHHH I WANT WHAT THEY HAVE

Ahh yes the deadly bounty hunter R 🤣 and the very conniving outlaw who definitely doesn't like cuddling nu uh

The last line!!!!! Hell yea R defend your man!!

[the-kr8tor]

Holdonholdonholdon...before everyone jumps me, I give you this as an apology gift.. Daily Hobie HC! Flirtatiously flirty friends to lovers. My PERSONALLY most relatable trope..muehehe Hobie and you have obviously been crushing on each other for a while, to the point where everyone in the friend group has been routinely checking each other for gray hairs due to the stress of the two of you not confessing. Hobie planned the entire thing the moment he knew you shared the same feelings. Play dumb until something happens, and it works. The many times Hobie has slowly slid his arms around your middle, his voice low as he murmurs flirtatious remarks into your ear until you both start giggling, desperately trying to play it off cool. Hobie's more touchy with you, with an arm slung around your shoulder pulling you closer, or keeping his fingers looped into your beltloops, or just putting his hand into your pockets. Once, at a sleepover, when everyone collectively decided to fall asleep, Hobie sneaked his way over into your bed, his chest pressed against your back and an arm around your middle as he dozes off, without awareness that you're still awake. During playfights, its usually a battle of who will pin the other person first. Sometimes, Hobie decides to pin you underneath him, leaning down to say with a smooth voice about how nice you look underneath him, causing you to roll your eyes with an uncontrollable smirk, ignoring the butterflies erupting in your stomach Other times, you come out victorious on top, making the same remark with a hum at the end, which has Hobie's stomach knotting. He refuses to let you realize your effect on him, playing it off with a mischievous scoff. On many occasions, you both had to prevent yourselves from bursting out laughing at the group's reaction upon sharing spoons so casually. At times, Hobie will just take your spoon and eat the contents of your food, not afraid to spare you a little wink if you meet his eye while doing so. Butterflies immediately for you. Another common thing was lollipops. It was rare to not see Hobie with a lollipop, due to his sugar cravings and the fact it was a pretty good snack in his eyes. More than once, you've reached over and snatched the lollipop right from his hand, quickly popping it into your own mouth with a smirk. Butterflies immediately for him. One thing Hobie loved doing while he was being 'flirtatiously flirty' with you, as you both called the situation, was to randomly bury his face into your neck or hair and comment on the nice scent, which immediately made your knees weak. After almost a couple of months of this, you finally gave in one day, pressing your lips, unable to control the small smile gracing your lips through the kiss. However, when you pulled away, a lovestruck expression present on your face, you weren't expecting Hobie to look so adorably flustered. His eyes were wide and his grip on your hips became more firm. He was frozen for a few moments. Hobie acts all confident as he flirts with you, but the moment you kiss him for the very first time, he's heavily flustered, desperately trying to play it off cool, yet he knew you can see through his facade. -🐦‍⬛

... apology accepted

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Ahh if only I can flirt back without stuttering over all the words lol

WIXBJWJSBNE I'M IN LOVE WITH THIS (literally ttn hobie and r if r was a more confident flirt!)

Lmaoo at their friends getting grey hair bc of them 😆

They're both so stubborn!!! But one little slip of the tongue from either one of them that they like the other back but not as friends I know they'll be smooching immediately

Once they're finally together their friends will sigh in relief until they get caught up with all their lovey dovey shit and now hobie and r are ten times more flirty with each other without an ounce of shame. Their poor friend grp lol