#hobie x y/n

[hyperfix-wip]

Next to You

Pairing: Hobie Brown x GN!Reader/ Spider-Punk x GN!Reader

Word count: 1.3k

Author's Note: I am not sorry @the-kr8tor , @yumeaoka-chan , @pleaktale. And @rexlroze , YOU have specifically kickstarted the Loser!Hobie rabbit hole, and I have now got myself into loving these losers lmao. I'd like to thank @pinksugarscrub for beta reading for me and helping me out with this piece! Also, this piece contains some spoilers for Arcane Season 2, so don't read it if you don't want to be spoiled!

Tags: Lovestruck!Hobie, Loser!R, Nerd!R, Fluff, Spoilers for Arcane Season 2, Some Explicit Language

Hobie knew what he signed up for when he asked you out.

Despite your typically quiet personality, he knew you were passionate at heart. He knew that when he jumped through the portal to your universe and landed on your bed, only to see you bawling your eyes out over an animated show before you screamed bloody murder from his sudden arrival and fell down on the floor. He knew that when he looked around your room and saw all the posters of different shows and artists covering your walls, all your favorite books and figurines lined up on your shelves, the sketchbooks filled with all of your favorite characters in your specific art style. He knew that when his eyes landed on your pajama bottoms with some cute bison-like mascot from a show he overheard you talk about with Miles at the Spider Society. 

Even if you were scrambling off the floor, too flustered to make any coherent words to him while struggling to pause your show, he knew he liked this new side of you he discovered. And he especially knew he he was smitten with you the moment he asked you about the show you were watching, watching your eyes instantly light up before you drag him onto the bed and restart the show for him, obliviously nestling against his side while you eagerly ran your mouth about the premise of the show.

Yeah, he knew what he signed up for when he asked you out after binging the whole series with you.

Which was why he was prepared for you bawling your eyes out and smearing clear snot on his shirt while he cradled you in his arms. He gently shushed you while the end credits quietly ran in the background, running his long nimble fingers through your hair before pressing his lips against the top of your head.

“ ’s okay, lovie,” he whispered against your skin as he peppered more tender kisses, “I know, I know…”

Hiccups and sobs wracked up your body as you buried your face into his chest, your voice muffled into the cotton fabric. “It’s– It’s not fair! They were– they were together again! The writers couldn’t even let them be together for one full day?!”

Hobie quietly pulled the fluffy duvet from the end of your bed over the two of you, wrapping you into a tight embrace within the blanket and in his arms. “I know, darling, I know…”

“It’s just– it hurts so much! The fact that Isha was the one who did that, and it just paralleled with–”

“Yes, I know, luv–”

“Like, they didn’t have make Isha’s last moments an alternate version of Powder’s attempt in Season One where Powder’s plan worked–”

“I know, sweetheart–”

“And the pastel colors during the memory sequence for Isha– fuck– she basically remembers the Undercity as this bright and fun place because of Jinx, and not only did Jinx and Vi had to relive the trauma of losing Vander through Warwick again, but Jinx had to basically watch her baby sister, her inner child, and a version of herself sacrifice herself in front of her eyes…”

A hiccup wracked up your body again before fresh tears flooded your red-rimmed eyes, and Hobie wrapped his arms tighter around you while you sobbed into his chest again. “Fuck– I can’t– I don’t think I’m gonna last for the next three episodes–”

Hobie shushed you gently again while brushing his lips along your hairline, his fingers gently scratching your scalp while his other hand reached out for the cup of water he set to the side before you played the new episode. “C’mon, sit up for me, lovie,” he whispered against your forehead before carefully shifting the both of you up against the headboard. “Don’ wan’cha ta turn int’a raisin on me…”

You could only nod with a sniffle in response, blinking away the bleary tears in your eyes and snorting the clear mucus back up your red nose, before you sat up and grabbed the plastic cup from him. The moment you took a sip, the cool water instantly flooded and alleviated your raw throat, and you slowly drained the cup until it turned up empty.

A small smile curled up on Hobie’s lips as he gingerly grabbed the cup from your hands and set it back onto your nightstand. Without another thought Hobie then grabbed the hem of his shirt and peeled it off, goosebumps instantly pricking his skin as the cold air hit it, before gently pushing the shirt against your nose.

“Blow.”

You instantly obliged and blew your nose into his shirt, and he carefully pinched your nose and rubbed the snot off before tossing it across the room and on top of the pile of your dirty laundry in your hamper.

“Kobe.”

“Still don’ know who tha’ bloke is, but sure, lovie.”

A shaky chortle slipped through your lips before Hobie pulled you back into his arms and wrapped the blanket over you two again.

“Y’know, you could've gotten up to get a napkin instead of using your shirt–”

“It is too bloody cold to get out of this bed,” Hobie snickered while tucking your head underneath his chin. “Plus my shirt was already your personal snot rag, so it didn’t make a difference.”

You rolled your eyes with a sniffle before you nuzzled against his chest, and he in turn pressed his lips against your forehead again with a slight smirk. Your television gently illuminated the both of you in the dark, and you glanced up to see the blue light glinting from his piercings and his warm, dark eyes. His face softened at the sight of you, with splotchy skin and red-rimmed eyes, and he couldn't help but find you adorable in that moment. His arms pulled away in lieu of cupping your cheeks with his hands, and he gently tilted your head up to brush his lips against yours in a brief, comforting kiss. Your lips reluctantly parted from each other, with you trying to chase his lips to steal another one in vain, before he wrapped his arms around you in another tight embrace.

“...was this season as good as you hoped it would be, lovie?”

“God, yes, it’s so fucking good.”

Hobie huffed out a small chuckle while you tangled his lanky legs with yours. “Like, I can’t wait for Act Three to come out in a few days, but I also know it’s going to hurt so much watching those last episodes and have to watch the conclusion of it…”

Hobie nodded along with a tender smile as he gazed back down, his chest warming up as you started your cute little rant again. One of his hands trailed up your back and lingered on the back of your neck, gently massaging it while you continued talking.

“Like, I know there is going to be a clusterfuck of emotional damage for me at the end of this season. We still gotta see Ekko and Heimerdinger, we gotta see what’s gonna happen next for Jinx, Vi and Caitlyn, and we also have to deal with Jayce and Viktor– oh my god, that fucking scene of Jayce aiming that fucking cannon at Viktor–”

Hobie’s smile grew softer the more he listened to you, your voice still slightly raw and hoarse from the prolonged crying and your eyes glinted with the same eager light he saw that fateful day months ago, and his chest warms up just the same, his heart just as smitten with you as before.

You instantly stopped talking the moment a weight pressed down against the top of your head, and you pushed your head up to see Hobie’s eyes closed and his lips parted with shallow breaths. Your heart fluttered at the sight of the sleeping man huddled against you, his demeanor relaxed and languid as his lips curled up into a small, boyish smile, before you carefully pulled the blanket over him and pressed a gentle peck against his lips and nestled against him to join him in his slumber.

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Song Recommendation of the Day courtesy of @pinksugarscrub

[sukisprettyface]

should i make incorrect quotes for atsv

[autumn-hiraeth]

Hobie Brown being your boyfriend...

Hobie brown x reader

2nd part

just a few headcanons of our spider-punk <33

fluff, slight nsfw and angst?

Hobie loves to kiss you, no matter the place or who is around, he will take every opportunity to kiss you and devour your mouth.

"hey hun" he whispers while Miguel is explaining something important.

"mmmh.. " you look at him before you felt his soft lips on yours.

Hobie loves to hold your hand, he likes how his big hand wraps around yours, he also likes to wrap your waist with his hands or lean his head against your shoulder. Hobie only wants to feel you.

Hobie shows you off to everyone; with his friends from the gang and his friends from the spider society.

"Miles, my mate, you need to meet Y/n, she's so badass, coolest and most stylish girl of all the multiverse... you'll get along with her for sure, she has that charm"

"who's Y/n?"

"the love of his life, his better half.. Y/n is the girlfriend of my bro" Pav explains

" thought you hate labels"

" Y/n has that effect on him" Gwen whispers

Hobie follows you on all the missions 'cause he needs to take care of you. As long as he exists, no one can hurt you.

"Miss me luv?" your eyes widen in surprise to see your boyfriend swing next to you

"hobie, what are you doing here?"

"just taking care of my girl"

Hobie asks you to move into his canal boat, sadly that would not be possible, your universe needs his spider-woman, but sometimes hobie manages to convince you.

"Hobie my love, I can't stay" you whisper between kisses as your boyfriend slides his big hands under your shirt-it's actually his-

"shh luv, just lemme make ya feel better" he murmurs before sliding his hand under your panties .

In short, Hobie being your boyfriend is heavenly

'til the canon event happens.

[keisobe]

✮. ⋆ 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 (𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧) ⋮ slightly suggestive. not-so-accurate accent for hobie. not completely proofread.

hobie tended to be touchy, not in a bad way though. that’s how he displayed his affection after all, his loyalty. whether it be draping his slender arms over the shoulders of pav and miles, or even giving a playful nudges towards gwen whenever miguel gave his weekly lectures about absolute order and his canonical philosophy (total “control freak”, hobie adds).

his physical affection ends with him coming up behind you and caressing a spindly finger over your hips. his lip piercing grazing the back of your neck— cold yet familiar.

“finally foun’ you darlin’.”

or when you’re itching for his warm touch, you simply rest your hands and head onto his knees as you sit prettily onto the carpeted floor— completely halting his tapping leg and eyeing you with curiosity.

“wha’ is it lovely?” his voice sounded silky and it rumbled deep into his chest, like a purr.

the only response you give him is simply tracing a light touch onto his open palm, following the crevices of his rough skin. hobie only smiles, he knew you too well.

“did you miss my touch tha’ badly?”

he slowly reached over towards your cheek, playfully patting the plushness of your skin, making you whine. hobie chuckles at your neediness before brushing a handful of your soft cheeks— a hushed curse slipping through his lips as he witnessed an unholy sight.

you, on your knees, leaning into his touch, your eyes never leaving his. it was driving him crazy, to the point his palms started to tingle.

what really drives him nuts is when you teasingly deny his touches. hobie has been used to you begging for his touch, his affection, but denying his advances catches him by surprise.

“wait wha…?” his words are slurred in confusion when you swatted his lingering hand away from your waist, not even sparing him a glance.

“not today love, gotta catch some anomalies.” you adjusted the watch firmly onto your wrist, pressing colored buttons that projected your target— reeking havoc as it sprinted around a dimension that’s foreign to them.

hobie kept his cool as he spun in front of you. “not even a lil’ kiss?”

a hexagon portal ejected from the settings of your spider watch, illuminating orange light onto your features that made hobie ache for you even more.

“not even a little kiss.” you stuck your tongue with a sly smile, walking into the portal with a sway to your hips. “but i’ll see you at dinner!”

before hobie can even reply, your body was engulfed by the closing portal— leaving him utterly speechless and edged in the bleak darkness. he shakes his head with a crooked smile, tucking his tingling palms into the pockets of his leather vest as he strutted back into his own dimension.

though hobie hated to admit it, his touchiness was also his biggest weakness.

MOCHIFILM © 2023. please do not copy, translate, or modify any of my work. all of my works are not permitted to be posted on any other sites.

[xstarsmvxz]

𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑-𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ➬ 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

Hobie brown who has your face pushed so hard into the pillow you can hardly breathe. His lengthy cock pushing deep inside you before he drags it out once again, causing a lewd squelching sound to echo throughout his apartment room. You’re gasping for air, hoarse and whiny moans leaving your plump lips as he ruts into you, grabbing a handful of hair with one hand and with the other he grabs your wide hips for support. By the time the both of you have came too many times to count, he finally pulls out of your abused cunt, watching as a rope of thick white liquid mixed with yours slowly drips out of you and onto the sweat and cum stained sheets. Your ass stays stuck up in the air, your back arched and face still pushed hard into the soft pillow as you desperately try to catch your breath. “One more time.” He mutters before grabbing your hips and roughly taking you once again.

Miguel O’hara who has you bent over a desk in the spider hq, holding your hands behind your back as he strokes your hair with his free hand, telling you - no, demanding you to be quiet. You bite your bottom lip as you try to stifle your moans, only letting out small whimpers and breathy whines as the lewd sound of skin slapping against skin can be heard around the empty office. Your stretched pussy squelches with every thrust, juices dripping down Miguel’s cock as you push your ass further onto his pelvis, arching your back as if you’re trying to tease him even further. He mutters something along the lines of “you asked for this” before he firmly grabs your waist, roughly turning you over to face him before he plunges you back onto his cock, thrusting into you as if there’s no tomorrow as he toys with your sensitive nipple between his fingers.

aged up! Miles morales who honestly has no experience, letting you guide him as you wrap your arms around his neck, nuzzling your face into his shoulder as you loudly moan, slowly riding his huge virgin cock. He’s letting out small whimpers and breathy moans into your ear, trying his very best to suppress the noises until you tell him not to stop and begin to bounce on his dick even faster, the sound of your ass clapping against his thighs can be heard as he leans against the gaming chair, throwing his head back as he lets out a pleasured moan, egging you on even further as you chase yours and his own release.

MASTERLIST

[moralesluvr]

hiiiii can i pls request something where the reader accidentally sends hobie her lingerie pics? or her bikini pics? look at claudia tihan’s instagram pics for what i’m saying. thank you <33

OOPS, WRONG PERSON! | h. brown.

“no…doesn’t look right.” you sucked your teeth with a frown, picking apart the images you just took of yourself, clicking delete hastily with a sigh. you wanted to like the photo, but the way you were posing wasn’t really to your liking, and you were trying hard to feel confident in the brand new lingerie you had just bought.

you had went out with your girlfriends, browsing throughout the mall as you blew your recent paycheck on clothes and makeup, your knowledge of the repercussions being ignored as you swiftly swiped your card for whatever items your heart desired. it was ecstasy to you, buying things that you actually liked, and you were really starting to crack out of your comfort zone when you found a beautiful lingerie set from victoria’s secret. it was accented with pretty white trimmings, little pink ribbons on the top, the panties silky and comfortable. you purchased the set with no regrets, walking out of that mall with a dirty smile wiped on your face.

posing in front of the mirror now was your biggest challenge. every way your body turned didn’t seem to look right to you, and your frustration started to grow inside of you until an idea sparked in your head.

you dropped to your calves and sat back onto your thighs, hips twisting to the left slightly as you flipped your hair to the side, pouted into the mirror and clicking the photo button.

the picture came out adorable, so you decided to press send to one of your girlfriends so they could see how it looked on you, and that’s when your eyes widened.

sent to my brit boyfriend 🤍.

you gasped, rapidly clicking the message in an attempt to delete it.

you and your lovely boyfriend had only been together a month. it wasn’t that you weren’t comfortable with him seeing you like this, but it was all so soon, and it wasn’t even on purpose. but it was too late, your frantic tapping was deemed useless when you saw that he had read the message, and now he was typing.

he quickly typed back, and your eyes gleamed with embarrassment as you texted him.

my brit boyfriend 🤍; Love, did you mean to send that to me?

you: i’m so sorry hobie….i didn’t mean to send you that, i was trying to send it to one of my girlfriends. you can ignore it.

my brit boyfriend 🤍; You want me to ignore it? I’ll delete it if you didn’t want me to see it, it’s no problem darlin

you: no no, you can keep it if you like it…i don’t mind…i just didn’t mean to send it ugh this is embarrassing

my brit boyfriend 🤍; You look gorgeous..wasn’t gonna say nothin because I didn’t know if you wanted me to, but you look good as shit

you: ☺️ are you serious?? i just bought it & and i didn’t know if it looked nice…

my brit boyfriend 🤍; Thinkin’ it’ll look better on the floor but that’s jus my opinion

you: HOBIE.

my brit boyfriend 🤍; You asked for my opinion and I gave it to ya love, is there a problem?

you: no problem handsome… come over?

my brit boyfriend 🤍; On my way.

[slut4sugu]

— ATTRACTIVE THINGS THEY DO ! [𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜] 𝐄!𝟒𝟐 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐇𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐄!1610𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬

Including: aged up!characters, suggestiveness in Hobies, 42!Miles

Genre: Fluff/suggestive material

— 1610!MILES

Calls you princesa when hes calming you down

Miles is an absolute sweetheart and hates seeing you upset, so whenever you are he sits you down and pulls you onto his lap (not in a suggestive wayyy) and kisses your forehead, while cupping your face with both hands. A smile tugging at his lips after pulling back and feeling your arms go to wrap around his torso and rest your head on his shoulder blade. His touch immediately calming you down, and feeling slightly sleepy in his embrace. “Feel better princesa?” Your slight nod doesn’t suffice and tickles the side of your torso causing you to erupt into giggles. “Okay okay! I feel better baby.” You heart warms at the sound of his laughter as you squirmed at his attacks of tickles. “Good, now just relax I’m here for you.”

— HOBIE BROWN

Keeps eye contact with you at all times & checks you out while talking

You could be talking on and on about your day at work, so lost in retelling the events that occurred you didn’t even notice hobie checking out your breasts in the v-neck shirt you had changed into after work. Hobie wasn’t completely distracted he always listens to you, but he definetly was thinking about other things in the brief moments he stared at your boobs. “Honestly we all knew they were making out in the closet but-“ You paused, causing hobbies eyes to look up at yours as if asking why you stopped. “Babe are you listening?” He hummed in response, now his eyes locked onto yours. Which caused you to stutter occasionally while recounting the incident, which made hobie smirk. “Thought you wanted me to pay attention sweets.” You rolled your eyes, despite the slight nervousness and excitement you felt just by feeling his low gaze on you.

— 42!MILES

Keeps a hand on your upper thigh & inner while driving

You know how miles is when it comes to you, so you’ve both grown used to him touching you almost all the time. It’s comforting for you, but comfort can easily turn into something else when miles is sliding his hand more up and between your legs. Causing your already short skirt to drive up, “Baby what are you doin-“ “You want me to stop mami?” He asked, looking at you from the corner of his eye. Hesitated though you loved the feeling of his hands so close to your core. You shook your head briefly before getting an eyebrow raise from your boyfriend, causing your gaze drop to your lap, your thighs subconsciously clamping shut due to the proximity of his hand and your heat. You let out a small and soft, “No.” in response. Which led to miles teasing and stimulating you with his touch all the way to to the restaurant.

[creamecafe]

Chips

Summary: You can't help but make fun of Hobie for the way he says things differently from London.

Pairing: Hobie Brown x GN!Reader

Warnings: none just major fluff

a/n: I high-key low-key hate this but had to write something for my little rebellion Hobie

"Wait wait so you call chips crisps?"

"Yes" Hobie sighed, rolling his eyes.

This wasn't the first time you asked about certain words in England than how it works where you live. It was fascinating how Hobie and you called things and lived differently.

"It makes sense that you call chips crisps because their crispy, but why do you call french fries chips? Their not crispy at all. They got soggy because their soft."

"I don't bloody know, I just have been used to calling that my entire life."

"Well I was raised calling them french fries and I'm gonna stick to that."

"Do you even know they were not made in France, they were made in Belgium? The dominant language of southern Belgium is French, and that's where they got the name from."

"What do you say for popsicle in England?" Holding your laughter and excitement

"Ice lolly."

"And to ask that you would like a popsicle?"

"Could I please get a ice lolly?"

You started laughing after he had said that. His accent was so funny to you

"You sound like a young boy in a school uniform from the 1930s."

"And you sound like a real bully making fun of how I say things." Hobie pretends to be upset but can't help but smile because of how cute you look when you laugh.

"But I know I can't be mad at you love." He rises a bit from the couch and kisses you on the cheek.

You turn your head and kissed him more on the lips. Hobie puts his hand up and cups your face. He then guides you down onto the couch lying you down on your back. Now the kiss was getting more heated.

But you guys had to stop to catch your breath. After Hobie pulled away from the kiss, he just smiled at you.

"Would you like to get McDonald's?"

"Yes I would like to get some chips." You smile stupidly thinking you were funny. You were it's just Hobie didn't appreciate it.

"Haha, real funny."

You chuckle at this and just spend the rest of the night eating McDonald's together still making fun of how he says things from back home London.

𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 | 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐈 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 | 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 | 𝐀𝐎𝟑

[vrisrezis]

Atsv characters realizing they’re in love with you

Gwens on the verge of tears, it’s the first time you’ve ever seen her like this in all the time you’ve known her. You’ve known gwen for almost your entire life, and never once have you ever seen her in such a state of affairs.

You suppose it’s reasonable, she lost Peter and she thinks she lost her father forever, the only other people she ever had. And then there’s you. Somebody she felt such deep emotions for even if she was unaware how deep they ran.

There’s so many emotions and so many thoughts running through her head, when she sees you for the first time in what feels like years.

You don’t say anything.

You stare at her, the state she’s in.

Your movements are slow and meticulous, calculated. And she wonders if you’re doing that because you’re cautious, because you’re scared of her.

“I don’t know what dad told you.” fear drips from her vocal cords, “but I promise you,” she’s desperate, wanting your touch so badly but fearing you truly saw her as a monster too, “I would never, ever, kill Peter.”

the building you’re both on, feels so much darker than it really is. It feels like she’s revealing herself to her dad for the first time all over again. She wants to cave in on herself but she fights every need to push you away because she needs you in her life.

“And believe me, I wanted to tell you! I did! I really did!” she tries desperately to explain, finally letting a tear slip out.

As soon as she let one go, it became a waterfall of tears.

“I love you.” she says, voice barely above a whisper, taking you both by surprise.

She realizes what she said, but she doesn’t dwell on it for much longer. Because she realizes, finally, what she said was true.

And now that she finally knows what it is she’s truly been feeling for you all these years, it hurts even more to look at you and not know what you could possibly think about her. She wishes she knew what was going through your head, she wishes she could just tell what you were feeling by searching your face but she just can’t find anything. She doesn’t know what you make of this. She doesn’t know if she’s going to lose you today.

“Please.” she feels her lips wobble, she knows she’s going to completely break down if you don’t say something, anything, in the next minute.

All she’s met with is more silence.

Miles knew he had a crush on you, sure. That simply made sense, it was common knowledge to anyone that wasn’t an idiot. Well, except you. But miles didn’t think you were an idiot, just maybe oblivious. It’s not like he minded, he was grateful that he liked the one, singular person in this very world that was oblivious enough to not catch onto Miles’s adoration for you.

Miles talked about you a lot, admittedly. His parents were naturally happy he had found an actual friend that wasn’t away, that wasn’t ganke, and that clearly made him so happy. In fact, Rio mentions how she’s never seen her son so happy to talk about somebody. She had teased him a few times, and although miles tried to deny it, both her and Jeff knew he liked you a little bit more than a friend should. Though, a little bit is a stretch. He liked you a LOT more than a friend should.

And man, when you finally met them. Ohhh boy.

Miles had tried to prevent it for so long, in fear his parents would embarrass him, even worse if they didn’t like you. But he had been delaying the inevitable long enough, and the time had finally came.

In the past, Rio had teased him about being in love. Of course, miles denied the fact. He had a crush sure, but love? That’s a lot, isn’t it?

But seeing you interact with his parents, getting along with them so well. Even with his dad?

He just can’t stop staring, and while normally Rio would be concerned, she simply walks over to her son with a knowing smile.

“I think Im in love.”

“I know, mijo”

Hobie had a rough day, to say the least. Being spiderpunk, spiderman, was tough. And as much as he complained about it, he was perfectly content with the way he went on living. Especially since it had given him the power to protect you, and fight for his beliefs.

But regardless it was sometimes a painful experience, being spiderman. The gash on his side wasn’t too huge, but was deep enough to cause him pain anytime he walked. Swinging around wasn’t much better.

He decided to swing by your place, since it was closer to him and while he hated the idea of bothering you while he was in this state, hated the idea of worrying you, he knew it was the best option if he wanted to get back to fighting as quick and as painless as possible.

He lets himself in through the window, as always. He walks over to your hunched over form at your desk, peeking over. “Biochem?” he asked aloud, and you, unbothered, simply nod. “Yknow you should really start locking the window sweets.” he says with a grin, and while you’d normally be annoyed by his remarks, you notice a strain in his voice that makes you look up at him.

You’re quick to stand up, “hobie! Jesus what happened to you!?” you said, ushering him into your bathroom so that you can get your first aid kit.

He sits down on the toilet, before shrugging. “Stuff..”

you’ve fixed him up before, but this was a little different. There was a change in your demeanor. It wasn’t out of this world for you to worry for him, but this felt vastly different this time around.

You were so kind, so gentle with him.

In his mind, he’s undeserving.

The warmth of your hands on him, was the only thing he could think about. Not even the pain of literally being stabbed could compare to how electrifying your touch felt.

Perhaps it was the blue led lighting in your bathroom or the loss of blood but, you looked so beautiful right now.

“I think I love you.” he whispers quietly, staring into your eyes.

Staring back, you can’t help but think you love this idiot too.

Pavitr is an idiot when it comes to romance, whether he likes to act like he’s good at it or not. He is not as smooth as he pretends to be. He realizes this anytime he tries to shoot his shot at you. He fumbles with his words and has to come up with some excuse as to why he needs to leave in that exact moment, immediately. Even pretending to flirt with his best friend, gayatri, doesn’t work. He does it so well with her, but when it comes to you he just cannot articulate his words. He finds himself totally lost.

It doesn’t take an idiot to figure out his feelings for you are strong, and that his feelings go deeper beyond friendship. You seem to be the only moron in all of mumbattan that hasn’t noticed, and he’s not sure if he’s grateful or in great agony.

One of the biggest reasons he was so obvious about how he liked you, was shown through how clingy he was. Physical affection is his love language, after all. But it goes beyond that, he always finds himself wanting to spend time with you. He even insists on walking you home even when his house is in the opposite direction, his excuse being that he wants you to get home safely despite being in broad daylight. It’s still a dangerous world out there, is his reasoning.

But it’s been so long since he last walked you home. When you were kids, he did it all the time. As you grew older, the tradition seemed to stick but as he became spiderman this occurrence became less frequent. It’s been months since he’s been able to do this.

The sun is bright, but it hits your face perfectly. And he can’t help but think you look like some ethereal god. Given his line of work, he doesn’t think it would be that weird if you were one.

He feels like he can’t breathe, and he doesn’t even realize its cause he’s way too focused on you, every little feature. Your hair, eyes, your nose, cheeks, mouth. Anything he could possibly look at on your face, he’s looking. He’s not listening to a word you’re saying, he watches your lips move but he cannot catch a damn thing. The grip he has on his bookbag becomes tighter, his face feels hot and he wants to say it’s because of the sun but he knows that’s not true. God, has your laugh always been so pleasant to the human ears? Or was that just him?

His lips move, before he even has a chance to stop the words from coming out, like word vomit.

“God I love you”

[autumn-hiraeth]

WHERE'S MY LOVE (canon event)

Hobie brown x reader

ANGST. 1st part.

NEXT PART

a/n: many people asked for THE CANON EVENT so enjoy it! :)?

Guys! Last part is coming soon!

You and Hobie have been together for two years, it felt like a lifetime to your friends but to you it just felt like the beginning of your love story.

However, you can never have it all, right? A hero's life is as full of successes as it is failures..... and one of you two had to lose eventually.

Hobie kisses happily you when you meet him at HQ, he had left you asleep in his flat in the morning, you looked so pretty in his bed he didn't have the courage to wake you up.

That particular day Hobie had a nightmare, but when he woke up you were next to him, wrapping him in a warm hug and suddenly his fear was gone. He felt so lucky to have you by his side.

"I missed you in the morning" you whisper against his lips and Hobie smiles, pulling you closer to him.

"Sorry luv, Miguel needed help" he explains feeling you hum on his chest.

The moment was perfect; you and hobie hugging in the lobby like your lives depend on it.

Not knowing why Hobie murmurs softly "You're my home Y/n, you know that, right?"

Your heart melts, you also wanted to tell him the same thing but Jessica interrupted them.

"Hey lovebirds, Miguel needs you, you have a mission" Hobie rolls his eyes and you give him a kiss.

....

Hobie is upset 'cause he wanted to take you home, however, you two are swinging on the buildings of other universe to fight yet another enemy of Spider-Man.

It's the same old routine.

While you and him fight against the Green Goblin, Hobie wonders if maybe a stable life with you is the best.

And that thought makes him smile and feel so warm as he watches you fight on the roof of the tallest building he's ever seen.

Everything feels the same. So routine.

But suddenly not anymore, the Green Goblin blows up part of the building and all he sees is you falling.

Hobie isn't even listening his watch 'cause if that were the case then he would know what that means.

Your triggers have stopped working. You're so scared but soon you see Hobie and he's trying to catch you, he's going to save you, you can hear him yelling that you're going to be okay, you don't have to be scared, his hand is almost reaching for yours and when you feel the touch of his fingers both smile, but that touch doesn't last 'cause the Green Goblin knocks Hobie away from you.

And he can hear you calling him.

When Hobie finally manages to free himself from the Green Goblin, his watch has stopped chiming.

He doesn't get it, your lover sees you, you're lying on the floor, his brain still can't figure it out, Hobie takes off his mask and then he takes off your mask and his hands are stained with blood.

"Y/n.. luv.. wake up" your eyes are closed, Hobie brown is ignoring the blood, because you always bleed, but that doesn't mean NOTHING.

"hun'...please..don't leave me" his voice is broken and his tears are falling on your face.

He hugs you tightly as he sobs and something inside him breaks because your heart, your heart isn't beating at the same level as his… his sobs are so loud that he doesn't even hear a portal open behind him.

But Hobie Brown doesn't care that Miguel and Jessica are there, or that they see him cry, because he couldn't save you and now you're gone...

because..

You were his canon event.

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Don't know how else to say this but Hobie looks like one of those hella skinny guys that just LOOKS HEAVY

Like he looks like if he leaned his weight on you and went limp as a joke it's inescapable because he'd be heavy as all HELL

He jumps and flops on you on the couch and suddenly he's crushing you and youre like 'Hobie get ur boney ass up I can't breathe!!!!!'

But he's just laying there chilling as if he isn't like 800 pounds

Do you know what I mean do you see it

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

Can we plz get hobie with a friend reader whose intuition is crazy strong? Like they at a concert or club and stuff and reader just taps hobbie on the arm and goes “we gotta go. Shits gonna go crazy soon” and not even 5 minutes after they leave cops have surrounded the place. Or she feels the “vibes” of a person and just goes “don’t trust that guy as far as I can throw him” and everyone like “Johnny? No he’s the nicest guy ever he never hurt a fly!” A week later Johnny does some bad shit. “Told you he was sus” just crazy intuition reader helping hobbie avoid trouble or getting out of sticky situations before it gets sticky.

(Hello! Sure I can! Enjoy!)

Hobie Brown x Intuitive!Reader

He trusts you completely

You are his down bitch and he is willing to always put his life in your hands

He trusts you so much, and literally anything you could say

You have proved to him time and time again that you have intuition like crazy

And when shit goes down and you feel off, or you say run, Hobie and you are absolutely booking it

No questions fucking asked

"Hobie."

"Yea?"

"Something's off-"

Don't even finish babe, you're over his shoulder and you guys are outta there

At first he thought you were pulling pranks on him

Or that you had some sort of hidden spidey sense if you were a spider

Even if you did, he still thought you were pulling his arm

It had to take a few times, and even then he thought they were coincidences

But he finally believed you in the club incident

You guys were fine, everything was cool and he finished up a set, he was hanging out with you until you tapped his arm

You were like "Hey, Hobie. We gotta go. Cops are gonna pull up in like…five minutes."

Hobie was confused, but for some reason just thought to trust you and you guys left hand in hand

But he wanted to stay and watch from afar

And what the hell do you know, exactly five minutes later, cops pull up searching for two specific people

You guys were anarchists, and did your own stunts against governments and rebelled in your world, and obviously you guys had people after you two

So, Hobie couldn't help but laugh as you just saved both your asses

From then on he is always looking for you or at you in situations

Like, he's studying you and reading you to figure out if you think something is up

If something is, he's grabbing you and your guys' friends (like Pav, Miles or Gwen) and getting everyone out of there

Or sometimes he'll take your intuition and you guys will plan

He is sorta wary though at first hene it's about people or someone he knows

Is the one to say

"Don't worry, he's harmless!"

Until that mf is being dragged away or did some shit to the gang

You are able to read vibes very easily, and he is able to be in awe of that

When you guys meet new people, he'll be wary until you don't say anything, or you deem them not suspicious

Especially with Pavitr and Miles, you guys were pretty cool with them because for once, you didn't find bad vibes and you actually liked their vibes

You help keep him out of situations with people and anything

Please tell him "I told you so" when he doesn't believe you

You guys are always a duo planning something off your intuition

Especially when the whole thing with Miles went down

You told him that something was gonna happen, and he and you prepared to help Miles get out of there

Any situation you guys have, he trusts your judgment and you alwaye help him and your friends out of sticu situations

Plus, he brags about his partners skill

[xstarsmvxz]

mommy kink hobie brown,,,,,,,,,,

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 ➬ hobie brown x fem reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ➬ mommy kink duh, swearing, nipple play, unprotected! p in v, dom reader, sub hobie, idk what else.

The unholy sounds of skin clapping on skin and wet squelching can be heard echoing throughout the dark room as well as Hobie’s soft groans of pleasure. Your thighs are wrapped rightly around his waist as you bounce yourself up and down on him, your slick dripping down and creating a ring around the base of his cock as your moans blend together.

His hands instinctively reach up to grope your breasts, his fingertips just barely touching your nipples before you smack his hand away. He goes to reach up again, confused as to why you smacked him away until you grab his wrists, stopping your bouncing as you stare into his deep brown eyes.

“No.”

Your stern voice comes out as you let go of his wrists, placing your hands on his bare chest for leverage as you get started once again. Hobie looks up at you, brows furrowed before he lets out a barely audible whimper as you begin to drag your tight cunt up and down his length again.

His eyes screw shut for a moment as he grips the sheets, his cock overstimulated and pulsing inside of you as he wishes he was touching your body. His eyes slowly open only to see your own hands squeezing your breasts, your fingers rubbing over your sensitive nipples as you let out loud moans, throwing your head back.

Hobie let’s out a loud groan at the sight, feeling his dick twitch in side of you as he gets nearer and nearer to his release. “F-uck!” He continues to stare at your breasts as you play with them, pinching your own nipples between your fingers as you continue to ride him.

“Please- please let me touch you..” his desperate voice comes out as you look at his flushed face, his brows furrowed and teeth chewing in his lip piercing as he watches you. “Beg.” You continue to play with your boobs, taunting him as he continues to stare at them.

“Please! Please mommy..” He groans out, not used to this side of you. He likes- no, loves it though, loves the way you’re forcing him to beg to touch you, loves the way your own fingers pinch your nipples, loves the way your edging him with your warm, wet cunt.

“Please mommy what?” You ask, smirking as you wait for him to finish his sentence, watching his face scrunch up with pleasure as your pussy clenches around him.

“Please mommy, let me touch you! I wanna touch you..”

His desperate, hoarse voice melts your heart and eventually you give in, grabbing his hands and guiding them to your breasts as he begins to fondle with them, playing with your sore nipples, giving them gentle flicks as you moan. You clench around him, feeling that knot inside you begin to loosen.

“Hobie… cum with me.” You feel his dick pulse inside of you ask your bounces get faster, more needy and messy as you chase your orgasm. Breathy moans leave your throat as he rolls your bubbles between his finger tips, tipping you over the edge. “Hobes! Cumming c-cumming!!”

“Me too, mommy…. Me too” Hobie’s hoarse voice comes out as he lets out a guttural moan, filling you up with his warm, thick load. Your body convulses as your orgasm washes over you, legs shaking as you place your hands over Hobie’s, stopping his assault on your nipples.

The two of you soon come down from your highs, his cock still buried deep inside of your cunt as loud breaths and small whimpers fill the room before you collapse onto him, burying your tired, sweaty face in the crook of his neck. “Fuck Hobie…”

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

[tenaciousduckpoetry]

Touch starved! hobie loves to have his hands on you. His hand might be on your hip, in your back pocket, fiddling with your ring finger, etc.

Touch Starved! Hobie who doesn't care who sees him kissing your neck, marking and biting just to get any taste of you.

Touch Starved! Hobie who leans in everytime you pull away. Your touch lingers against his cheek, leaving soft sparks against the tinted skin.

Touch Starved! Hobie who lets you do his eyeliner because he loves the feeling of being close to you. Having you in his lap with his eyes closed and the most dazed look on his face. He's in heaven.

Touch Starved! Hobie who sprays his pillow with your perfume because he finds your scent so attractive.

Touch Starved! Hobie who's always got his arms wrapped around your waist from behind when standing around HQ. No one has ever seen you two apart, you're practically attached at the hip now.

Touch Starved! Hobie who is desperate for any touch you're willing to give him.

[slut4sugu]

while y’all are waiting on the next part I’d thought I’d give y’all a lil treat <3

he’s the type to despite being rough and a little mean during it to immediately turn that switch off and check up on you. Pressing kisses to you cheek, knuckles, chest, and lips. Not kisses of list but ones of love, he does this for a good 3 minutes before leaving to clean you up and change you into some comfy clothes. If you somehow have energy after that you both listen to rnb and just talk about how your week was. “You were loud tonight do you wanna get a noise compliant from ur dumbass neighbors?” Lightly smacking his chest you sucked your teeth, “I told you I was sensitive asshole.” “Yet you didn’t say the safe word.” “Im not saying pineapple while ur eating me out like a savage.” He burst out laughing before kissing you again, saying “I know you wouldn’t.” In between kisses, “how-mm would you know that dummy.” “Because you kept moaning my name like a little slut.” He teased, his eyes staring into yours as he said this butterflies began to swarm in your stomach, “your gonna be the reason we do get a noise complaint cuz you say shit like that.” You say faking annoyance as you bury your face into the crook of his neck, and getting comfortable in his hold. “Don’t act like you don’t love it” “I will kick u out this bed.” “Not with those weak ass legs, I bet you can’t even stand. And if you can I’ll fix that.” “Ohh my god I hate your freaky ass.”

GOJO, katsuki, tsukishima, HAWKS, suna, hobie brown, suguru, choso, all your favs <33

[kumamaskart]

“How do you keep your pants up when you’re performing? It’s incredible!”

“…belt”