#hobie Brown x black reader

[jupipedia]

neither here nor there ! — h. brown. ↳ " face down, ass up, that's the way i like getting fucked ! " ↳ content warning : nsfw ( minors do not interact. ), unprotected s*x, marking, pet names ( lovie, sweetheart, etc. ), overst*mulation, multiple org*sms, forced org*sms ( ? ), cre*mpie, slight or*l ( fem. receiving. ), c*m eating, not proof read lol, etc. ↳ dedicated to: @starsoir !

you'd love to pretend that you don't know how you got where you were, but you knew exactly how you ended up in this position; face down with your ass in the air as hobie brown fucked you mindlessly.

you were dressed in one of the most revealing dresses ever made and had one goal in mind : fuck hobie brown.

you were more than the average groupie, having actually listened and enjoyed his band before you even thought of fucking him. your desire was sparked when you attended one of his gigs on a whim, wanting to listen to good music as you got a drink at your local bar. at one point, you made your way to the front of the crowd, careful not to spill your drink on anyone as you slipped through the dense ocean of bodies. once you reached the front, hobie brown stood in all his anarchist glory, shredding away on his electric guitar and quickly sparking your interest.

since then, you've made it a mission to be the hottest girl to ever touch the same sheets as the man. you kept up to date on his pop up shows, his appearances, and the new music his band would release every now and then.

tonight, you finally captured his attention when you stood at the front of the crowd, all dolled up and singing the lyrics to his songs. your dress left little to the imagination and piqued his interest once the two of you made eye contact as you continued to lip sync along to the word, smiling sultrily as you gazed up at him.

his set was barely finished as he removed his guitar from torso, jumped into the crowd, and made his way to the door with your wrist latched in his hold, loose enough for you to pull away if you weren't interested. he could barely keep his hands off of you as he pulled you into the back of the car, his driver raising the partition once his hands began to lower to the swell of your ass. his fingers wandered close to your heat, only to stop at your panty line, affectively teasing you as the two of engaged in a fighting kiss. his kiss was hard, having no care for the lack of air in his lung as he continued to pull you closer to him. your tongue pushed against his, marveling at the cold metal ball in the center of his appendage.

the car was not parked when hobie pulled you out of it, fixing your tousled hair before pulling you through the lobby of the hotel and into the elevator. the doors hadn't closed and his lips were already back on you, hot kisses being pressed into the crook of your neck.

his eagerness took you aback, surprised that such a simple act of knowing his lyrics was enough to rile him up so much. you knew the skimpy outfit had to play a grander part in things as he tugged on it slightly, almost as if he was holding himself back from ripping off of you right in the elevator.

"leng ting you are," he mumbled against your skin, kitten licking over the small bruises he created from him nipping at your skin.

"i try," your words are barely heard as you suddenly become breathless. this is the first time you'd really spoken, other than him ensuring that you wanted to spend the night with him. you'd been to preoccupied with each other's lips that you hadn't much time to ask any questions, let alone exchange compliments.

"you do a lot more than try, lovie. didn't know i had fans as beautiful as you. or as devout. 's cute watching my lyrics fall from your pretty lips," he replied, returning to task of marking every inch of your skin, hands grasping your ass in a bruising hold as he pulled you closer to him.

"what can i say, they're good lyrics," you mutter, words coming out breathless as he sucked on the spot just below your ear.

the elevator doors opened and he wasted no time pulling you in the direction of his room, wanting nothing but to have his way with you. he reached his room, opening the door and pulling you in. you'd barely finished removing your heels when he propped you up against the door, fingers making quick work of your dress and thong.

which led you to your current position, face pushed deep into the blankets as your ass was propped up in the air as hobie fucked your into cunt. his strokes were deep and forceful as you jerked forward each time he entered you. his veined cock scraped the walls of your tight pussy, evoking whines and moans from you and, surprisingly, hobie.

you imagined that he'd be a grunter or groaner but you were even happier to find out that he was a whiner. they weren't high pitched by any means but the whiny lilt in his remark heightened your already overspilling arousal. in your previous position, his mouth had been next to your ear, allowing you to hear the praise loud and clear. while this current position put a bit of distance between the two of you, you were still able to make out his whines when they weren't drowned out by your own noises.

"f-feel so good around my cock. so fucking good," he grunts out, angling his body differently, causing the head of his cock to bump against your cervix. you blindly reached back and pushed futilely at his pelvis, running from his deep strokes. "don't tell me it's too much for you, sweetheart."

"so deep! too deep," you mewled, still pushing him away without result. the pleasure was beyond overwhelming. your mind clouded as you continued to take the pleasure, too lost in it to speak or breathe properly. his cologne and natural musk lingered through the air, suffocating you in his presence.

your legs soon begin to mimic the twitch of your cunt as your orgasm began to build. your eyes welled with tears at the euphoric pressure filling your stomach.

"go on and cum for me, yeah?" hobie draped himself over your frame, whispering softly in your ear. the return of his aroused whines so close to your ear did nothing but push you closer to the edge, leaving you teetering on the edge of a release.

hobie's hand slid down your abdomen, using his fore and middle finger to draw circles on your clit and effectively bringing you to an earth shattering release. you cry out his name, tone doused in pleasure as you threw your head back to rest upon his shoulder. he continued to pump into you, prolonging your high. almost as if your orgasm was a catalyst, hobie's hips jerked and he stilled, pouring his cum into you warm pussy.

as your orgasm subsided, hobie wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you up to rest against his chest before restarting his ministrations. you were overstimulated as you tried to escape his grasp, hoping for a quick break before continuing.

"you thought we were finished? nah, i could go all night with you," he said, holding you firm against his torso as he buried himself snug into your core. you dug your nails into his forearm, attempting to ground yourself as you melted due to the immense pleasure.

this position only allowed hobie to move minimally, but he sat snug against your cervix, each thrust pushing against it in a pleasurable way. he drew shallow gasps from you as you tried to steady your breathing. one of his hands groped at your breast, rolling your nipple between his fingers causing you to tighten around him. he chuckled into your neck as he fucked his seed back into you, relishing in the hot feeling of your vice.

"gonna give me another one, yeah. hmm, pretty girl?" he teased, pinching your nipple and quicken the pace of his finger on your clit. he smirked at the release of your pitchy moans before going back to kiss on your neck.

"'m gonna cum. please! gonna cum!" you wailed, withering in his hold as you began to release. you felt his nod and your entire body shook from the intensity of your orgasm. hobie whispered sweet nothings in your ear before he allowed himself to drown in his own pleasure.

"fuck, you feel so good. hmm. fuck, had my eyes on you since you stepped to the front of the crowd. leng ting singing all m'lyrics. nearly came in my jeans," he admitted in between whines. his grip tightened on you as his moans reached a crescendo and his seed spilled into you.

his hold on you loosened but didn't drop completely as he came down from his high. his breath tickled your ear as he tried to calm himself, savoring the warmth of your walls. he released you and you fell onto your chest, ass still propped in the air as he shifted to the foot of the bed.

"hobie, please," you begged, wanting nothing but rest as he inserted his head between your thighs and lapped at your core, determined to eat your mixed essence from your used cunt.

"jus' cleaning you, pretty," he mumbled, mouth full and tongue busy. your hands made their way to his wicks as his tongue dove into your pussy. the wet muscle scooped his cum out of your entrance, rubbing perfectly against your walls. you felt a foreign pressure rise and you tugged lightly at the man's head, wanting to remove him from your core before you came.

"hobie, s'too much," you whined with no avail as he sucked on your clit, changing his mission from eating your cum to making you release once again.

this release was a bit different as short streams of liquid shot from your pussy and into his welcoming mouth. he hummed as he slurped into your cunt, ignoring your attempts at pushing his head away until he decided he was finished.

he left his position and crawled up toward the pillows, pulling you into his chest as he laid back.

"we can talk in morning, yeah? wanna get to know you a bit," he muttered, exhaustion prevalent in his tone as his spoke with eyes closed. you couldn't reply as you slipped into a sleeping state.

mission accomplished.

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[mcondance]

hobie likes to slap his dick on your cheek and jerk off while you’re supposed to be giving him head. his fat tip leaks pre-cum and he can’t help but wrap his hand around his dick and tap it on your slick lips, on your heated cheek, stroke it and watch you beg him with eager eyes to let you wrap your mouth around him again. but he knows you like the show, the visual of his ringed-hand wrapped around his pretty dick, glossy with spit and pre. he knows you like to watch him throw his head back and then find your face again, looking down at you with low eyes, the ones he gets when he’s feeling too good. the ones that drive you insane. he knows you like feeling absolutely degraded, and he gets off on it too. so he keeps going, keeps jerking off while you watch from you knees, keeps slapping his tip against your face, drunk off you, slurring “look so pretty down there, love, look fuckin’ perfect. y’like when i do this?” and when you nod, purring out a wanting “yeah”, he slaps his tip on your lips again, smiling, saying “i know you do, baby.” when he cums in white spurts all over your face, he just has to swipe his tip through it, swirling it over your absolutely filthy features, your tongue out and desperate for a taste.

[aerieza]

NEW PIERCING ☆ hobie brown

⠀ ⠀ ☆. warnings — black female reader. black coded. reader has a tongue piercing + pierced nipples. praising. backshots. male oral. nipple licking. creampie. pet names. reblogs & comments are always appreciated! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

as you watched the new season of never have i ever from the comfort of your bed, persistent knocking on your window echoed throughout the room. without even directing your attention to the shadow in the window, you immediately knew it was your boyfriend, hobie.

"you know, i have a front door for a reason, love."

"i know, but what's the fun in that, sweetheart?" he beamed you a smile revealing his perfect pearly whites and a spikey smiley piercing above them.

"whatever makes you happy." you giggled while unlocking the window to give him access to your champagne toast candle-scented and dimly lit bedroom.

"i missed you a lot, bee." you gestured for him to enter and he climbed inside, ducking to avoid hitting his head due to his extreme height.

your boyfriend was dressed in the adorable badtz maru pajama pants you got him for christmas and a random band tee from decades ago. he dropped his tote bag adjacent to your bed and scrubbed off his black crocs.

"i missed ya 'n your absolutely leng face, love."

his heavy body walks toward you, steps creaking the floor as he quickly plants two kisses on your cheek making a loud mwah sound. he got himself comfortable fast by plopping down on your mattress, crossing his legs, and supporting his head with his arms underneath.

"i stopped by 'ere earlier, seems you weren't home."

"i was busy," you said with a hint of thrill in your tone while closing the window that allowed a chill breeze into the room. the cold air sending goosebumps down your exposed body since you were only dressed in baby pink panties and an oversized kuromi tee.

"busy, yeah? wif what exactly?"

“earlier, i did a thing." you mischievously smiled, joining him on the bed and sitting at the edge with your legs crisscrossed.

"a thing?" he reiterated while smirking, cocking one of his eyebrows up in interest. “do i wanna know?”

you nodded, crawling up the bed and positioning yourself onto his lap, straddling him with your thick thighs. he slid his smooth hands across your bare skin, resting them on your ass and giving it a tight squeeze. you shivered from feeling the coldness of his silver rings all over his fingers graze against your ass. “but you have to close your eyes."

"ah, why? i wanna be able to see your beautiful face." he curled his lips into a playful pout. "that's why i came over darlin'."

"it's just for a second. i want it to be a surprise, pleaseee?”

"alright, alright fine, anythin' for you, love.”

“but make it snappy, yeah? there’s somethin’ i need to handle after this.” hobie’s voice softened and you could feel his stiff cock slowly growing underneath your body. he shifted uncomfortably, pushing his hips up and aiming is dick right in the center of your lacy panties, desperate for the friction to satisfy himself.

"and what's that?" you titled your head a bit and grinned, moving a little closer to his face.

"you.” he spoke faintly and a low chuckle left his lips once he felt your heart rate speed up. hobie's pet names for you dripped off of his tongue were laced with an addictive substance, you never got tired of hearing them.

"we'll kill two birds with one stone then."

��what’d you mean by th—”

"no more questions, now eyes closed," you cut him off and said firmly. he raised one eyebrow slightly and stared at you with a puzzled look. soon after, his brown eyes disappeared behind his fluttery eyelids

you relocated to the edge of the bed, adjusting yourself to be in between his legs like you were a predator about to pounce on your prey. you slipped his pajama pants down just enough to reveal his well structured v-line and the top of his long shaft.

“i see we’re rocking no underwear tonight.” you giggled.

"y'know, giving me head was at the bottom of my guesses for a surprise, but it definitely did not disappoint.” he chuckled and opened his eyes, not wanting to miss the pretty sight of you on his cock.

you pulled down his pajamas even more and his thick, un-cut, and well-trimmed cock sprung out, already leaking out sticky pre-cum. you took a second to admire how pretty his dick was with your acrylics wrapped around it. he was so big, you had to hold him in both of your tiny hands.

he stared with glimmering eyes like he was in a daze from watching you trail up and down his shaft with the tip of your slimy tongue, the cold metal from your tongue piercing felt like ice to his sensitive spot. his breath immediately hitched from the cold feeling.

“f-fuck. wait wait wait.. that's different."

"what is that you got? it's fuckin' wicked, doll."

you briefly released your mouth from his cock, a string of your saliva still attached. you held out your tongue and on the very tip, a shiny silver bar protruded through your tongue with two hot pink balls on both sides.

"i liked the way yours felt on me, so i wanted to return the favor." you stared up at him with your soft doe eyes, a sly grin appearing on your face.

hobie was speechless for a second, all he could do was stare at you as you continued to take his shaft into your mouth. he muttered under his breath in sheer astonishment.

"you naughty lil’ girl."

taking hobie's full length down your warm throat, happily gagging as his tip hits the dangly piece in the back of your throat. your vision became blurry since your eyes were glossy and full of built-up tears. a single one fell down your cheek and he wiped it aside, caressing your flushed cheeks as you continued to suck him dry.

he bit down on his puffy plump lip, coating it in a sheer layer of saliva as you bobbled up and down on his cock. the room echoed with sloppy lewd sounds of slurping, spit running down your chin and creating a pool of saliva dripping down his balls. you were such a sloppy eater—you swallowed his dick like you had no manners.

"you're so fuckin' pretty with my dick in your mouth baby." he groaned, staring down at you in admiration with one of his veiny hands gripping a chunk of your faux soft locs. he used his free hand to hold onto your silk bedsheets like his life depended on it. you met his gaze and a tiny smile formed on your face from watching him squirm.

his dick was spasming under the wetness of your tongue while his moans and groans got louder. looking up at his face, you saw his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes shining down at you with need.

after five more minutes of straight gargling his whole dick n balls, with your jaw being close to locking, he carefully pulled you up to meet eye-to-eye with him. he sat up and propped himself up with some pillows and you were positioned back on his lap with your soaking panties on top of his bare dick.

while still catching your breath, you and hobie's lips interlocked and you swirled your tongue all around the perimeter of his mouth, both of your silver tongue jewelry making contact and creating a clanking aroma.

he trailed down your neck, planting wet peppered kisses on your boiling skin. the heat transferred to all of your body like wildfire. he gently wrapped his hand around your lower waist and forced you to arch your back, giving him a better angle.

he tugged your tee off in a quick pull, throwing it somewhere in the room, and watched your pierced titties drop out like he was hypnotized. he licked his lips before devouring each, one at a time. flicking his tongue on your deep brown areolas, reaching your nipples and sucking on them, feeling the cold metal warm up from his tongue.

after slobbering up and down your chest, he directed you to lie down on your stomach. placing a pillow underneath your hips to keep you elevated, making him able to go directly to your g-spot.

sliding your pretty pink panties to one side of your ass, revealing your sopping slit patiently waiting for his dick. "you ready, love?"

hobie angled his hips so that his spit-coated tip was resting on the top of your ass. pulling your panties to the side, he slipped two slim fingers inside of you with ease and curled them upwards, reaching for your sweet spot. he felt you tighten on his fingers and he palmed himself while he fantasized about switching the fingers for his dick. he lowly muttered to himself, “you’re so fuckin’ wet for me.”

you nodded while nibbling on your cotton candy lips and he slowly slid his dick inside of you, giving you time to adjust to his large length. gasping at his heavy dick stretching you out, you pulled a pillow from the top of the bed and stuffed your face into it. he hissed between his teeth when he felt how tight you were around his dick.

"h—hobie.." happy tears swarmed your eyes, you panted, clawing your nails into your sheets, your brows curling upwards while you bit down on your lip, merely drawing blood.

"you're doing so good for me, love. c'mon, i know you can take it."

hobie, balls deep inside of your pussy, effortlessly making you lay on your elbows and making your back arch. the room was filled with the sound of his sack making contact with your aching clit. he hums to himself at your soft mewls into your pillow as he gently spanks you with his free hand, caressing it after each smack.

he was never rough and aggressive with your body—he didn’t throw you around like a rag doll and do whatever he wanted with your body. with him, he didn't degrade you and call you those names either. whats better is that he knew exactly how you desired to be touched and talked to for the ultimate oorgasm.

it was never just sex—hobie made love to you. he was gentle with your body, he treated it like a delicate flower. he consistently made sure you finished, multiple times at that, before he even thought of doing it himself. he never skipped the most important part either, the coming down and aftercare.

your brown irises rolled to the back of your skull and the only audible words you were able to mutter were "h—hobie." and very whiny, "o—oh my goddd's." your french tip-painted toes curled up as he fucked you with the perfect contrast of pleasure and pain.

"turn around, love. i wanna see that pretty face of yours." he rasps in a low tone while moving all of your hair to one side and wrapping his slender fingers around your neck. he lifts one of his legs up, titling his body at an angle to reach deeper inside of your sopping cunt.

you whimpered and slowly you turned your head back to meet his lustful gaze. he thrusts in and out, in and out, and your pussy sang out many wet squelches. your whiny babbles and soft moans got louder as your pussy constricted around his dick, you could feel yourself getting closer to cumming but holding off for him.

"you wanna cum all over this dick, yeah?" he shakily says. he could tell you were close by the way your body trembled underneath him and your mouth was wide open, eyes rolling back to the depths of your skull.

"y—yes yes, please!" you cried out, your sweet and desperate mewls filling the air. he held onto you tight to keep you from running away from the urgent and precise thrusts that both of you had been wanting so bad.

"o—oh my goddd.. i'm cumming!" painting a sheer coat around his throbbing dick as the palm of your hand pressed against his abdomen, trying to push him away.

"that's it, love, get it all out." he praises as you come down from your orgasm, maintaining the same pace he brought you to your climax at. within seconds, he slows to a halt, and hobie's cock is pulsating and spilling stringy ropes of his cum, painting your inner walls completely white.

"that tongue piercing is absolutely beastly, doll."

[spidey-bie]

"Hobie would rizz you up."

That nigga who said "I was this cool the whole time"?

"Hobie is so suave and charming."

The same man who sounded like a reluctant toddler after Miles was told what to do?

(Cutest scene with him in it too. "I'll do it but not because you told me too 😤" Ok baby, now eat your broccoli.)

"Hobie is so mysterious."

This the same man who was like nah I'm not gonna give y'all my face but I will give you my full government name right? We're talking about the same man right????

Where's the "Hobie would see someone attractive and immediately start infodumping to them"?

Or

"Hobie doesn't know how to show affection in a NT way so he builds tiny model figurines of you or something you like out of recycled materials"?

IDC what anyone says. To me this man is a dorky lil bastard who thinks he's the greatest thing to come from humanity since the electric guitar. He thinks he knows what he's doing. He goes into conversations fully confident that he's got this only to fall flat on his face. Anyone who isn't mesmerized but his face is immediately sitting there trying to plan their escape and Hobie is none the wiser.

GIVE ME PATHETIC HOBIE OR GIVE ME DEATH.

[zairene]

LOVE LANGUAGES. miles morales & hobie brown

* ˚ ✦ synopsis: their love languages.

* ˚ ✦ genre: headcanons !

* ˚ ✦ author’s note: this has been rusting in the drafts since october so i went ahead and finished it bc this will be my last atsv post at least until BTSV 😅 anywaysssssss…

MILES MORALES — ღ

miles morales is very passionate when it comes to his love language of acts of service. he doesn’t have the best way with his words and even the slightest form of physical touch has him fumbling over his words. so he resorts to something he’s good at—doing things for you. did he just hear you complain about some schoolwork you’ve been dreading to get to? he’ll handle it for you. have trouble carrying your heavy booksack around school? he’ll hold his and yours for you. need help cleaning your room? he’ll go ahead and tell you to sit down because now that’s his job. sometimes you can’t help but feel bad and try to do things on your own, however, he always insists that it’s okay and that he wants to help you out no matter what it is. he’s not one to take no for an answer from you unless you are persistent, otherwise, you’re happily letting him do everything for you.

HOBIE BROWN — ღ

hobie brown seems like a quality time type of guy. he’s the type of person to like those simple dates where you just go to his place and chill. listening to music, trying a new recipe to cook, hell even trying our new hobbies like drawing or something. anything that revolves around you being in his presence for an extended amount of time. i think he would like physical touch too, cuddling while listening to music or when you’re cooking he’s towering over you with his hands around your waist or guiding your hands. public dates would probably be in a restaurant or even like a picnic. things that involve intimacy are his thing. he took all of this time trying to get you, and now that he has you, he’d like to make up for lost time.

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⋆⭒˚｡⋆ so american ( hobie brown ) !

‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎.𖥔 ݁ ˖✎ᝰ synopsis — " he laughs at all my jokes and he says i'm so american. " blk reader.

‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟcontains — ooc (?) hobie, fluff, swearing, atsv!hobie brown, hobie is taller than you no matter what, very very slight.

‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ tia speaks — because nobody told olivia to write such a cute song like my goodness. i love this song so bad ( almost as bad as i love accented men ) so i had to write a piece inspired by it ! i am also using this to be a complete feminism nerd and i almost wrote something similar with another olivia song lol. i totally recommend reading this whilst listening to 'so american' by olivia rodrigo !! happy reading !

despite his punk exterior, hobie is the best boyfriend you've ever had.

you'd first met hobie when you were selected to speak at a diversity conference in london. you were studying abroad in the middle of your second year of university, using the excuse of 'furthering your education' to read authentic european literature and cross of some of your bucket list. he was doing his usual routine when he swung by a billboard advertising the conference. he decided to check it, never one to shy away from social politic discourse. he stopped by a few panels, taking a liking to the minority in leadership panel, before stopping by the gender and intersectionality panel.

hobie's eyebrows rose as he watched you prepare yourself for your own presentation. you were dressed in business professional with the best shaped afro hobie had ever seen. his pulse quickened as you sent the moderator a ready smile before you began speaking.

and you were so american.

your charisma was enchanting, gracefully demanding the attention of the room. you engaged with the audience as you presented, throwing in small jokes here and there to keep the crowded attentive. he even imagined your expression becoming the slightest bit bashful as he caught your eye. you ended your presentation with another dazzling smile and an adorable tilt of your head at the sound of the applause filling the room.

he was even more impressed with your ability to answers questions on the fly. it was as if you thought of every possible questions and came up with perfectly calculated answers for each of them.

"i have a question for y/n. you mentioned white feminism and black feminism as two separate movements due to the lack of inclusion of marginalized women and their concerns. does that mean that you believe that white women are inherently racist?" a commentator asked. a furrow found its way in between your brow before you answered.

"no, i called it uninclusive because i meant it did not include the needs of women who were not upper class, able, educated, white women. black feminism can include women who are not black as it's an umbrella term of sorts. it serves to uplift and represent the underrepresented and unite all feminists, not imply that all white women are racist because of one social group. there are some wonderful white women who can acknowledge their privilege and use it to uplift us all as a united front rather than living in their individual comfortability. thank you for your question."

after your panel concluded, hobie found himself searching for you in the crowd of spectators. he eventually found you holding a bouquet of flowers from the moderator as you put away your things. he casually made his way to you, slipping through the ocean of bodies before standing behind you.

"would've gotten flowers if i had known someone as smart as you would be presenting here. however, i doubt i'd be able to find anything as beautiful as you, ms. america," he charmed, immediately gaining your attention as you turned to him.

"i take it that you liked my presentation," you mused, smiling up at the man before you.

"liked it so much that i'd like to hear it again. maybe over a meal some time, yeah?"

your cheeks stung from how wide you smiled as you punched your number into his phone, telling him to text you the details.

you guys hit it off as your personalities, morals, and routines meshed almost perfectly. you finished your educational responsibilities around the same time he finished his internship, leaving the two of you with enough time to see each other at least three times a week, excluding your weekend.

he's so attentive as he remembers everything about you, including things that you mentioned offhandedly. you'll expect him to pay it no mind until he says or does something that showed you that he was in fact listening to your every word.

and he's so soft with you. underneath your boyfriend's unapproachable persona was a man who was putty in your hands. he melts into your embrace, hands gently cupping your face as he laid a breathless kiss on your lips. he was always touching you when he was in your presence. he usually opted for the casual arm hooked across your front as he rested his chin on your shoulder. it was the perfect height for you to whisper all of your jokes into his ear, ensuring that he didn't miss the chance to indulge in your humor.

you actually guessed that he was the esteemed spider-punk after having rescued you from a mid-evening robbery. you noticed the stature of the hero looked familiar as you watched him swing through the air.

"what happened here?" you asked him one lazy morning, pointing to the bruise forming on his shoulder.

"i slipped in the shower," he mumbled, pulling you closer to him as he tried to go back to sleep.

"are you sure it had nothing to do with that pole the news showed you being flung into?" you mused.

"how'd you figure?" he asked, eyes now open as he looked down at you with a tired grin.

"what kind of girlfriend would i be if i didn't know my boyfriend when i saw him?" you replied, planting a kiss on the corner of his mouth. "plus i’ve tripped over your beat up sneakers enough times to recognize them."

"sneakers," he said, copying your accent. he let out an amused gruff after you painlessly slapped his arm. "you're such an american."

he made the effort to join you for your public demonstrations, only stepping in when someone got mouthed off at you too much for his liking, knowing that you could hold your own but preferring if you didn't have to. he read all of your favorite books as well as any pieces that you mentioned to him. he participates in most of your hobbies, even picking up a few and calling them his own.

he even calls your mom, asking her how she had been since the last time he had the chance to ask. she was more excited to see him the first time you visited since meeting him. she tried to treat him as a guest, but he was set on helping her around the house, taking care of any odd problems she had.

you might just have to marry him if he keeps this shit up.

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[pinkhoodi]

music lovers !

✎ᝰ — music hcs on my fav spider folks <3

♡⃕ — 1610!miles morales, gwen stacy, hobie brown

♡⃕ — genre + warnings: fluff + no warnings

♡⃕ — a/n: thank you to @4kh + @cutenote for helping me outtt 🫶🏽

꒰ MILES MORALES ꒱

Ꮺ miles’ music taste would be a vast range of rnb, trap, hip hop, jazz, spanish, and any and everything connecting to his culture and he’s not picky with what to listen to tbh

Ꮺ I don’t believe miles has a favorite genre or set standard of what he listens to, it just genuinely depends on what his mood is or what he has on repeat at the moment. generally, it’s a song that he found from tiktok or a leaked song that he found on soundcloud. speaking of, miles has no shame using soundcloud as a streaming service

Ꮺ but miles does have a set genre for each part of his day or whatever activity he is doing. If he’s getting ready and on his way to school, some 90s rnb or 90s hip hop; when doing homework, he plays jazz music or some chill spanish music; during his drawing time, he’ll put on some chill trap music or try to find an album that connects with what he wants to draw

Ꮺ miles is very open-minded to his music taste so he’s not really one to say no to a specific genre. now there were definitely some albums he wasn’t a fan of, but he will explore the artist of that album. he usually gives artists another try, even if their recommended album wasn’t the…best

Ꮺ miles is definitely one to collect vinyls, especially old-school ones, he has them plastered around his room and some sitting in a bin. jeff gifted him a record player so the vinyls wouldn’t be collecting dust and so that they could both enjoy the music on jeff’s off days

Ꮺ miles has a playlist for like…everything, and I mean everything. he has a drawing playlist, a spiderman playlist, a playlist for gwen (don’t tell anyone), a playlist for when he’s overthinking, a playlist to change clothes, a playlist to brush his teeth, even playlists for his favorite tv shows. listen, this boy is very much so obsessed with music

Ꮺ he shares his love of music with his parents as well! I do believe rio is more open to his music suggestions than jeff. however, jeff can be more open to mile’s favorite artists, it will take him a while though. whenever it’s a quiet moment in the morales home, they let music play as the day goes

꒰ GWEN STACY ꒱

Ꮺ I do believe gwen is less open to music suggestions than miles is. like miles is very expressive with music while gwen isn’t

Ꮺ on a day-to-day basis, gwen plays 90s rock music or 2000s pop punk. she doesn’t really go by her emotions, but more like whatever song is stuck in her head at the moment

Ꮺ I believe that gwen was a major pop girl and was very in tune with the pop girls of her early ages, but later shifted into the punk/rock category. a couple of avril lavigne songs and that girl is screaming teen angst at 4 a.m

Ꮺ also gwen has a heavy liking for indie/alt music ! she likes her underground artists or artists that can combine other genres easily. she also has a love for artists like tv girl, girl in red, and frank ocean

Ꮺ technically, gwen would explore the sub-genres of punk and rock but doesn’t dwell for too long. She doesn’t mind heavy metals but prefers not to listen to them all the time, wouldn’t wanna shatter her eardrums since she’s spider woman

Ꮺ she also listened to a lotttt of female artists and female groups, and she’s a huge fan of girl groups! but I think she’s more into the older groups like spice girls, pussycat dolls, etc. I do think she would be into kpop girl groups and would be into ones that make like bubblegum pop or “noise music”

Ꮺ she has certain artists that she can never get tired of and also some artists that she prefers that no one knows she listens to

꒰ HOBIE BROWN ꒱

Ꮺ now hobie is all around when it comes to music, he’s just about on the same level as miles tbh

Ꮺ hobie isn’t embarrassed about any genre that he listens to. so yes, he doesn’t mind getting laughed at for liking country music

Ꮺ now hobie is very big on music that was pioneered by black people, which makes him love genres like country and rock even more. he can never get over how much music is curated by, and usually for, black folks

Ꮺ now hobie is always gonna give his flowers to artists that he loves and shouts them out in interviews or moments when he’s caught on camera. also, whenever he’s asked what’s his favorite song at the moment, it never stays the same omg- one day he says alex isley and the next he says smino

Ꮺ on a daily, hobie listens to whatever he’s vibing out to at the moment. If he just finished a concert, of course he’s gonna keep the mood going and have rock playing; on a lazy day, some new school rnb; on the days of being spiderpunk, some trap music mixed with some old school hip hop; wash days would include jazz, indie/alt, and some rnb (old school and new school)

Ꮺ hobie has a playlist of recommendations for almost every important person in his life. he loves music and it makes his heart happy when he can share his love of music with others or enjoy watching people enjoy what he listens to

♡⃕ this been sitting in my drafts and somehow got the energy to write it ;p

♡⃕ I do love music and this is lowkey me just projecting my love for music onto one of my fav movies…anyways !

♡⃕ if you have more hcs on this, lemme know !

𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐏 💗: 1 john 4:7

© 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗂. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽

[tojisbbygworl]

Yt ppl should stay far the fuck away from Hobie. He was never meant for y’all and y’all clrly don’t know how to handle him.

[romiantic]

IHEARTY/N is live!

IHEARTY/N is live!, atsv characters with a partner who is a twitch streamer !

→ INCLUDING miles, hobie, miguel, gwen

→ READING: streamer!black!reader

→ GENRE + WARNINGS: fluff

→ A/N: everyone is a feen in miguel’s part, protect your man miguel lovers 🤞🏽

𖦹 ₊˚. MILES MORALES

— miles is either badly awkward or hilariously corny when you’re streaming. okay, the first few times miles was near the camera, he was a nervous wreck, but now he’s gotten comfortable greeting your supporters with a simple ‘sup’ or some corny physics joke

— whenever miles is over at your place while you’re streaming, he’s usually drawing in his notebook or vibing out to some music while lying on your bed. from time to time, he does sit next to you while you’re streaming. whenever he’s there, he’s reading the comments, joining you on whatever game you’re playing, or laying his head on your shoulder watching you. sometimes he’ll end up sleeping and fall into your lap, getting drool over you. not cool morales, not cool

— for some odd reason, he immediately joins you when you're playing sims 4, probably cause he built a family of you and him on his game

— if he isn’t playing video games with you, miles is willing to be your lil assistant by playing music on your tv or grabbing snacks that both of you can share. he was even kind enough to make a playlist for your streams so you wouldn’t have to worry much about entertainment

— your viewers find both of you so adorable and are always making comments on what a cute couple you guys are. sometimes your younger viewers would joke about stealing miles from you but it doesn't phase you. when miles see comments like those, he laughs and plays along sometimes

𖦹 ₊˚. HOBIE BROWN

— “coincidentally” (it's not) hobie is always at your house whenever you’re going to stream. it's like this dude has a calendar of your streaming days and always pops up on those days. when you called him out, he says it’s a coincidence and immediately show his face to the camera

— as much as hobie is a chill ass boyfriend, he does tease you, and your streamers, from time to time. especially when you’re streaming, all of a sudden he wants to pull out his guitar and show off or start “randomly” complimenting how you look. sometimes you tone it down but he’ll mention how the viewers loveeee his flirtation, he can’t turn it down.

— sometimes hobie is a little bit more touchy on camera, but that genuinely depends on his mood. some days he’ll wanna brag that he’s dating y/n and shower you with kisses on camera, and other days, he’ll chill on your bed practicing music. if he does feel more affectionate than usual, he’s teasing skills enhance by ten and that man is flirting heavy

— if he isn’t practicing music, he’s watching you enjoy your game and sometimes ask to join. he does love seeing how intense you can get when playing your favorite games or how funny you react to youtube videos. but most of the time, he’ll chill in your room and just say the most off the wall things to entertain your viewers. half the time it’s him embarrassing you…

𖦹 ₊˚. MIGUEL O’HARA

— not gonna lie, this man HATES being around when you stream. he doesn’t mind you streaming since you love it but the effects of it? oh goodness, this man tries to avoid it at all cost. on a rare occasion miguel shows his face to the camera but don’t expect it to be like once a month

— every time you start streaming, you and the viewers joke if the chat is gonna see miguel fine ass or will they have to beg and cry to see him. newsflash, they won’t! but your chat is so down bad for miguel, it scares him sometimes. they’ll make comments about his body build or his ass, though some of the comments do get out of hand and you end up having to ban those viewers

— the first time miguel showed his face, the chat was so. out of. POCKET. they were going crazy and you almost regret showing your bf to the world. the comments were so unhinged and by the end of that, this man was trending on social media and edits of him were posted left and right

— on a rare occasion, miguel will play some games with you, but not for the entire stream. he’ll only play games that he’s familiar with and no, he won’t play cooking mama with you *eye roll*. though that man get very aggressive while gaming

— while gaming, he will nag you a bit to stop slouching and getting you to close to the screen, but it’s out of love <3

𖦹 ₊˚. GWEN STACY

— gwen loves loves loves streaming with you! she’s always excited to pop up at your house and do nothing but play video games for hours. like the day you told her that you’re a streamer, her face lit up immediately and asked if she could join you. at first she was nervous to be on camera but slowly calmed down as you guys were doing bad at the game, the Quarry. plus, your viewers were quite enjoying some y/n & gwen content

— she’ll sometimes bring her older games and consoles for you to play on the stream, like her nintendo 3ds or ps2. your viewers become excited when gwen shows the games to the camera, they love the nostalgic feeling and love it when you look somewhat puzzled when playing the games. if it’s not gta, you gonna be sitting there with question marks above your head. don’t worry, gwen will teach you :)

— not all the time gwen joins your streams, she can get camera shy and sometimes she’ll have band practice or “school stuff” to do. also, on days where she’s not feeling too well, but still wants to hang out with you, she’ll wait in your living room and binge watch whatever’s good. sometimes she’ll comment on the stream with multiple smiling emojis

— I see gwen as an expert gamer herself, it’s like a safe space for her. so she definitely knows how to take care of herself while gaming hours and shares those tips with you. if you’re distracted by your game for too long, she’ll remind you to take a quick stretch or drink some water. she’ll even have small snacks next to her so you won’t get hungry

⭑ these were so fun to make AAAAAAAAH !! my fav parts to write were hobie + gwen :). lowkey might make a part 2 !!

𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐃 💗: Philippians 4:6!

SPIDERMAN: ATSV MASTERLIST + MAIN MASTERLIST

© 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗂. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽

[jazziejax]

Daniel Kaluuya fics when??? Like, look at the material!!!

[chimerathewriter]

Goody two shoes

Hobie Brown is an anarchist he doesn't believe in the state of hierarchy, authority . He's against globalisation and classism

He believes that society doesn't need rules/commands

Gloria Obi aka Spider-Thorn or just Thorn is the spider woman of Earth 3012.

Gloria comes from a Nigerian immigrant family, unlike Hobie she follows the rules.

Gloria is a model student (like many spider people), she's a shy girl

It's not really shyness it's rather a lack of confidence

Even though it's been a year since she was bitten, she thinks she's not the person who should be Spiderman.

So let's recap what do an anarchist and a model student have in common besides being spiderman? Nothing or maybe....

AN: So Gloria is an Oc obviously she comes from a made up universe, pratically our universe but Marvel you know. She is plus size. I will not write anything that connects to the movie because I don't want to spoiler people who haven't watched yet. She

There is a 3 year time skip so miles is 18/19 I don't how old Hobie is so here is going to be 19/20

Chapter 1

[mcondance]

miguel's fav position is def mating press, but what about hobie. do u think he likes you on top so he can touch everywhere or on all fours, using his size to press against you?

hobie’s favorite position is… baby i’m drawing a blank i feel like he likes every single position like he just loves being inside you but if i had to choose… it’s either missionary with your legs over his shoulders or with you on top cause his dirty talk goes crazy with you on top 💯 you bein in control turns him on BAD so he’s literally encouraging you and telling you to take what you need and to ride him “just like that” and to “show me how much you love this dick, yeah?”

(bonus! he also rlly likes when you talk to him while he’s fucking your brains out. he’s all about your pleasure so over time he’s taught you to tell him when he’s doing something you rlly like. say he angles his hips a certain way. he presses up against your spot n you go crazy and start saying shit like “yeah, right there, feels so good” … he will go insane. makes sure he presses against that spot with every thrust and he’s moaning “yeah? right there? tell me how fuckin’ good it feels, love.”)

[strawhatkia]

sundress season.

INCLUDES ! 1610!miles and hobie brown x black!fem!reader

GENRE ! fluff

SYNOPSIS ! they see you in a sundress for the first time

WARNINGS ! character and reader are not together...yet!,

WORD COUNT ! 0.6k

A/N ! the way this was suppose to be the whole spider crew plus miguel and i got tired not even half way through....this just gon be a lil tester but this is getting deleted and revamped later !

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— ☾⋆⁺₊🌻🖌✧ SPIDER-MILES !

i cannot fathom to you how flustered this boy gets on a regular day when y'all really not doing anything. the boy already really likes how you look in your regular uniform or just casual street clothes so when rio and jeff invite you over for the carne asada/cookout and you popped in a sundress of all things, he kinda doesn't know how to act.

oh, and his parents find it absolutely hilarious. this is really the time where him being jeff's son and aaron's nephew really shines through. he's awkward about it and can't seem to get through any of his sentences.

he really likes the way it fits you and the color compliments you well but he has such a hard time for like a good 30 minutes. eventually, aaron comes to save him and gives him a tip of going to get some drinks for the both of you and take you somewhere private to talk.

not to mention, his whole family thinks you two are too cute for words and takes every chance to mention how much of a good couple you two make. once you come back over to get something to eat, you are bombarded by multiple family members. miles is definitely nervously laughing to get through the embarrassment of all them making the most outlandish comments and gave up after the 4th tia said how lucky he is to have you.

— ☾⋆⁺₊🎸🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 ✧ HOBIE BROWN !

this is literally the world's boldest man ever, he truly don't give a fuck whose watching. you were actually in the middle of a block party when you were called to debrief about a mission. not to be bothered to put on your suit (especially since peter b. walks around in a pink robe of all things), you step through the portal in your sundress and sandals.

certainly not the first time hq has seen you out of uniform but the sundress has you grabbing compliments left and right from all the spider people present (even miguel, which was surprising). it would be hobie to see you last though. he was originally talking to pav who was rambling on about his recent date with gayatri again when he catches a glimpse of you pass by to go into the meeting room with miguel and jessica.

now in my eyes, hobie immediately tunes out of pav's conversation at once to focus all of his attention on you and makes the split decision to follow you in there. it's not like jessica will care enough to kick him out and he does not care what miguel has to say. quite frankly, the man only sees you at the moment and that doesn't even catch up to him until he's right in front of you.

then in the thickest accent possible, he flirts endlessly throughout the entire meeting. the man has no sense of personal space around his friends and it's only ten times worse with you. hanging off your shoulders, wrapping his long arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder while hugging from behind. you do your best to acknowledge, because ignoring him will not work and only make it worse, but to also get through the meeting.

it's easy to chalk it up as hobie being a physical person but there's only so much to explain the way he feels up on the material of the dress, making comments that make you feel like you're blushing and distract from whatever miguel was saying before he gave up and just told you to come in later. without hobie.

leaving the meeting was easier than staying in it but now you gotta deal with a very cocky spiderman that is doing his absolute best to talk you into coming back to his dimension. (pav is watching from a distance with a bag of popcorn, squealing over how many of his friends are having romance novel moments)

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[spidey-bie]

Hobie who helps his s/o take down their hair

Hobie who has wash days with his s/o (with a custom playlist just for that day too)

Hobie who loves short, mid length, and long hair

Hobie who helps you cut your hair or find some who can if you decide to do a big chop

Hobie who helps you retwist your dreads or wicks

Hobie who helps his s/o take down their braids/crochets/etc.

Hobie who loves making you charms for your hair.

Hobie who will shave your hair if you ask him to

Hobie who will steal the hair supplies that you need because both of you refuse to pay all that money

Hobie who loves it when you switch up your wigs

DO YOU SEE MY VISION HERE

[zairene]

“would you love me if i was a worm?” w/ hobie and miles

warnings: none! (usage of the word “smash”?)

author’s note: such a classic prompt !

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[theangelicimp]

Quiet As a Mouse, Loud As a Lion

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Summary: (based on a request from @a-kind-pandemic-disaster) You’ve had a stutter for as long as you could talk, and unfortunately people aren’t always kind about it. Luckily there happens to be someone who’s an exception to that rule.

Word Count: about 1100

Pairings: Eddie Munson x Black!reader, Hobie Brown x Black!reader

Warnings: none, aside from people being rude about reader’s stutter, reader has spider-powers and a specific code name in Hobie’s section

Request: here

AO3: here

Hobie Brown

Joining the Spider Society was one of the biggest moments of your life, right after becoming the Phantom Spider

It changed your life in many ways, but there were some things that never left

Namely your stutter

At this point in your life you understood that it wasn’t your fault and it didn’t make you any less of a person, but still it left you shying away from interactions

And sometimes it only took one bad comment to ruin your day

Like the first time you went to the Spider Society’s headquarters

You were already overwhelmed at the sheer volume of all the people there, and the prospect of introducing yourself only made things worse

So when you opened your mouth to say, “Hi-hi, I-I’m Phantom Spi-Spider!”

And the response was, “What kind of Spider-Man has a stutter?”

It was just the last push needed to send you into a spiral of anxiety

But before you could be completely consumed in stress, someone stepped in to help

A hand slapped down on your shoulder and a raspy voice, said, “Oi, oi, what’s goin’ over here? She don’t believe in consistency and neither do I!”

It was so out of the blue, it snapped you completely out of your funk

You came to know him as Hobie Brown, and he would become another big change in your life

When people talked over you, he was the one to speak up for you: “Think Phantom had somethin’ to say. Maybe dial down the wanker act, yeah?”

When you stumbled on your words, he was always willing to wait: “Take your time love, I’ve got all day to listen.”

It seemed inevitable that you would fall head over heels with him

It was actually kind of embarrassing how fast it happened — which is why you decided to stay silent about it

That is until Miles Morales showed up

It was no secret that Hobie didn’t agree with how the Spider Society did things, and you were right along with him

Spider-Man was supposed to be kind above all else, and there was nothing kind about this group

When Gwen Stacy went about setting up her rebellion, you and Hobie were right beside her

As everyone geared up to find Miles, you pulled Hobie aside

“Hey-hey, I’ve go-got something import-portant to say.”

“You got a crush on me? Yea, I already know.”

You just gawked

Turns out you weren’t as subtle about your feelings as you thought you were

You wanted the ground to just swallow you up, but Hobie does he always does and snapped you out of it

“C’mon, we can have a date once we’re done punchin-up O’Hara.”

He kissed you on the cheek and walked over to the portal, with a look on his face that said “you coming with?”

You took his hand wordlessly, and you walked through as a couple

Eddie Munson

You were used to living your life as a wallflower, on account of your condition

Years of speech therapy had amounted to nothing and now you were coming up on your senior year, with a stutter just as strong as ever

You knew having a stutter meant nothing, that it was just the way you talked, but it still didn’t do wonders for your self esteem when people made fun of you for it

You had resigned yourself to being a social outcast for the remainder of high school, with only the hope that adult life would be somewhat kinder to you

Your first day at Hawkins High started out on a high note (at least by your standards)

You managed to get by without having to introduce yourself, and no one ever called you to answer questions

But once time came along you were left with a dilemma; where do you sit?

Even if no one was looking at you, you knew everyone was waiting to see what clique you would align yourself with

You decided to sit at an empty table but then your eyes were drawn towards a table just a few feet from yours

It was full of boys all wearing the same “Hellfire Club” T-shirt, but the one that caught your eye was the one boy with long hair and silver rings on his fingers

As you watched him jump animatedly around the table, he suddenly turned and looked at you

He winked, and your cheeks warmed

You learned his name was Eddie Munson after overhearing it from some classmates

You didn’t know it yet, but this would become the start of something special

For the next month things would continue like this, a series of flirty almost interactions and you being caught off guard every time

It was torture because it seemed to come to him so easily, and you could never work up the courage to say anything to him

But what was even more torture was when your English teacher decided to partner you up with Eddie

Some boy — one of the wannabe cool kids you think — piped up, “Looks like you’re stuck with the Freak, huh?”

“Um, I-I wouldn’t ca-call him that, e-exactly.” You mutter in response, not loud enough that anyone but you would hear

Then Eddie threw an arm around your shoulder (and made your face hotter than an August afternoon)

“What would you call me then?” He said with a sly smile. Turns out someone did hear you

You couldn’t even form words after that

Thankfully he finally had mercy on you when the bell went off, which you gratefully took to flee to your locker

It was the end of the day, so you might have been able to get home without losing your composure again

But you should have known it wouldn’t be that easy, because when everyone had left Eddie stopped by your locker

“So any particular reason you don’t wanna talk to me?”

You knew this conversation had to happen one day, but you had somehow managed to trick yourself into thinking you could get by with your head down

You could try to lie your way out of it, but you’re not stupid enough to try it and Eddie’s not stupid enough to believe it

“I-I do wan-want to-to talk, but peo-people aren’t al-always nice,” you said quietly.

“Oh.” Suddenly something about the way he carried himself changed

It wasn’t like he had grown overbearing, but more like he was more open now

“I do-don’t mind talking-king to-to you a-actually. Y-you ma-make things a-a lit-litle easier to-to deal wi-with.”

“Mind if make it even easier then? Friday at seven?”

“I’d lo-love to.” And the rest as they say is history

A/N: Finally got this done after it sat in my inbox for almost a year! I'm so proud of myself for finally pulling out of my writing slump🎉🎉🎉 Writing this out meant a lot to me, because I have a sister who stutters, and is struggling to be outgoing because of it, so it really means a lot to me.