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jedipoodoo · 5 months ago

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OMGG I LOVE BABY OMEGA STORIES!! Could it be possible for one with Hunter? Like reader is taking care of bebo Omega snuggling with her, doing her hair, feeding her and stuff. And Hunter is all 😍 about reader and omega together.

I would die because I saw a fan art of Hunter kissing a baby omegas cheek and I’ve fallen in love😭

I KNOW THE FANART YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!!!! CUTE CHUBBY BEBO OMEGA WHO IS ALWAYS SMILING AND LAUGHING AND GETTING INTO TROUBLE AND STEALING ALL OUR HEARTS AHHH

if anyone is unaware, this is the fanart they're talking about

"The Sweetest Sound" (Sergeant Hunter x Fem!Reader)

Notes: no warnings, just fluff, babies, gendered terms for reader. Divider by @stars-n-spice (click here for more)

Hunter was in the shed, working on a set of shelves one of their neighbors had commissioned. With the door open, he had a perfect view of you and Omega, seated on a blanket on the patio. Omega took one of her wooden blocks from you and started to gnaw on it. You laughed and took it from her, pointing to the letter Hunter had carefully carved in the side.

"This is the letter 'M'," You told her, "It goes mmmmuh. Can you say mmmmuh?"

"Mmm!" Omega nodded, reaching for the block.

"That's right, 'M', as in mmmonky, mmmango, and mmmmilk."

Omega squinted at you, as if that would make the letter on the block more legible. "Muh... muh... muh.... Mama."

Hunter stopped in the middle of sawing. Had he really just heard that? His keen hearing was seldom wrong, and from the way you were looking at Omega with tears beading in your eyes, you'd heard it too.

Omega took the block from your hand, and started smacking it against the block with the letter 'Q'.

"Omega?" you asked, imploring her to repeat herself. Omega carefully balanced the blocks on top of each other, creating a little tower.

Hunter set his tools aside and closed the door to his workshop, just in case Omega got too curious and crawled inside again.

He crouched down next to you and the baby, trying the catch Omega's attention by playing with her bangs.

"Omega, what did you say?"

Her brown eyes twinkled in the sunlight as she beamed up at him, letting out a string of babbling babyspeak.

"No, no, say it again. Mmmm, mmmmama. Can you say Mama?"

"Mmm!" Omega sang, clapping a hand against her block.

"Good job, say it again," Hunter tucked Omega in his arm and turned her to face you, "Who's that, Omega? Is that Mama?"

"Mah!" Omega said, reaching out both arms to you. You let her grasp your fingers and leaned in closer.

"Hi sweet girl," You laughed softly, your eyes shining.

Omega slapped the palms of her hands against your cheeks, "Mama."

Hunter gave a whoop of joy that startled Omega, and she wriggled in his arms, trying to get down and back to her blocks. Hunter set her back on the blanket and turned to you, beaming brighter than you'd ever seen him.

"That was her first word," He told you.

You turned red, "Well, statistically speaking, that's one of the first sounds most babies can make, so it make sense that they'd repeat it and make the word that we associate with 'mother', but-"

"Oh hush, you sound like Tech," Hunter said. He pulled you to your feet so that you could keep a better eye on Omega as she crawled around on the patio. "She called you 'Mama'. That's huge!"

You still couldn't look at him, though the swelling feeling in your chest could only be described as joy. You'd only known the Batch for a short while, but you loved spending time with them, especially with Hunter and Omega.

"I'm sorry she said Mama first. I know you how much you want her to call you Papa."

"Are you kidding? I'm thrilled that she calls you Mama! It's amazing!" Hunter placed both hands on your waist and spun you up in the air. When you came back down, he pulled you close and pressed his forehead to yours. "Do you know how amazing it is that my kid loves you and trusts you enough to call you Mama? I might be the luckiest man in the galaxy."

You giggled softly, "Well, I'm honored."

Hunter kissed your forehead, "You might want to hold off on telling everyone else, though, I think Cross was banking on her first word being a swear word."

"Heaven forbid," You smirked. You rested your head on Hunter's chest as you both turned to look at Omega

Omega had crawled over to the wall of the yard, using the stones to pull herself up with one hand, holding the block with the letter 'P' in the other. When she saw the two of you looking at her, she grinned, and held out the block to Hunter.

"Pah!"

"That's right, kid, Puh, puh, Papa. C'mon, say 'Papa'." Hunter walked over to her and crouched down, pointing at the letter on the block.

"Puh!" Omega said.

"C'mon, I know you can do it," He insisted.

At that moment, Wrecker made it up the hill to the house, his catch of the day slung across his shoulder.

"Hey y'all! How're we doing?" He asked.

Omega squealed in delight, and pointed her block at Wrecker,

"PAPA!"

Hunter's face fell, and Wrecker was caught by surprise for a moment before he dropped his fish on the ground and ran over to Omega, swinging her up into the air.

"That's our girl!" He laughed, swinging her around in the air.

Hunter tried not to be bitter for Wrecker's sake, but as he folded his arms you could see his shoulders tense. You walked over and wrapped an arm around his shoulder.

"Don't worry. She'll call you Papa too soon enough."

#lizart writes #tbb hunter x reader #sergeant hunter x reader #baby omega #tbb omega #clone babies #the bad batch x reader #tbb hunter x you #papa hunter #papa wrecker #will i be writing more of this au? yes. yes i will

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tamayxxt · 1 year ago

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Treetle >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

doodles… redid my basketball gijinka cus the other one was just NOT working

#clock=🤓#fan art #bfdi golf ball #bfdi basketball #robot flower #bfdi robot flower #basket looks so cute OMGG #not mine #reblog #Bfdi Treetle #Bfb tree #Bfb bottle

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jakobsdoodles · 4 months ago

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the way you draw Skyfire/Jetfire is so cute omgg, i love your skystar art too. i want to see him with the sparkling you made for them, how did he react when he realized their son looked just like him? was Starscream also happy for that?

ahh thank you kindly! This has made my day! Skyfire was quite surprised to have had a Shuttle sparkling, as I headcanon Seeker coding to be quite dominant, but both he and Starscream are delighted to have him as an addition to their family! Here is a picture of Skyfire holding their big son, Antifreeze :)

#transformers #transformers g1 #skyfire #skystar #sparkling #maccadam #jakobsdoodles #jakobs doodles #jakobs oc #jakob answers questions

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borathae · 8 months ago

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“Taehyung loves when he can be your cute little puppy. He loves it so, so much.”

Pairing: Taehyung x n.Reader

Genre: established relationship!AU, Smut

Warnings: D/s dynamic, sub puppy player!Taehyung, Dom!Reader, pet play with gear, puppy headspace, ankle cuffs, anal play, latex gloves, praise, good boy kink, prostate orgasms

Wordcount: 2.5k

a/n: *barks* (pun intended) he is so NGNFNGN also omgg how are you guys liking the new art of the month layout? i am loving it tbh, no joke it's exactly what i wanted it to be hehe have fun besties ❤

The gloves sit snug around his hands, falsifying his own senses. He can’t move his fingers, the feeling in them is gone. They are useless, little paws right now. Taehyung feels dizzy because of it, drugged from the mindset he finds himself in.

The collar around his neck is tight, but not too tight to be uncomfortable. You keep tugging at it, reminding him that he is owned.

“Come on, follow me”, you order him with yet another gentle tug at the leash and wave you fingers in front of his eyes to keep his attention on you. Not that you need tricks to keep his attention. He is yours. Utterly and completely yours.

Taehyung barks quietly, following you most obediently. The paw gloves makes a dull sound on the wooden floor, a sticky sound follows it as he lifts them off and the leather stays glued to the wood for just a small second. Leather cuffs are wrapped around his ankles. He is dragging chains behind him as he crawls after you. They create a familiar melody to Taehyung’s ears. He finds comfort in the sound because it meant that he could be in his favourite headspace.

Puppy headspace.

He isn’t human right now. He is a good, obedient puppy following his owner’s orders. The gear for it, you got him on your anniversary and it enhances the play so goddamn well. Taehyung has never felt more like a puppy than he does right now with his hands hidden in leather paws, his neck adorned with a leather collar, his ankles kept in chains and his butt beautifully accessorized with a tail.

He feels it move. It drives him just a little mad. It is a really intense sensation, taking some of his attention and keeping just a glimmer of humanity in his mind.

“That’s a good puppy. Bed”, you order and pat the mattress.

Taehyung crawls onto the bed and does an excited little spin.

“No, stay”, you tell him in a fond giggle.

Taehyung stops, looking up at you with big eyes and his tongue sticking out.

“That’s better. Such a good boy”, you coo at him, coddling his cheeks in soft pets. You are wearing red latex gloves tonight. It gives your touch just a small sense of unfamiliarity to it. The You was missing from it. The warmth, the sense of your skin, the smell of it. Taehyung doesn’t mind that it does because what was missing, you make up for in tenderness. Your pets are placed with such love and care.

Taehyung barks happily, wiggling his butt. The tail shifts inside again. His legs wobble for a moment.

“Yes good boy, such a good boy”, you babytalk as you coddle his face, “you're such a cutie good boy. Yes, such a good boy.”

Taehyung huffs out air excitedly and leans in to lick your cheek. His heart is racing like crazy. You know exactly what to say to make him burst in happiness.

You squeak a giggle, fleeing him with a tilt of your head. Taehyung however chases you, licking your chin and cheek for more kisses. He is so happy! He needs to show you how happy he feels! And how much he loves you!

“God puppy, you’re getting me all wet”, you laugh, ruffling his hair, “I know big kissies. Such big kissies.”

Taehyung whimpers happily, wagging his tail. A second of humanity courses through him, resulting in a very human moan to slip past his lips. The wagging shifted the plug inside, crazing it right over his prostate. Electric pleasure instantly fills his veins.

He sits back, looking up at you with glassy eyes.

“What’s the matter?” you ask because you know that look and what it means. The headspace is shaken. Something happened which reminded him that he was human after all.

“Tail”, he gets out and shifts his hips.

“Tail?”

“It keeps shifting.”

“Oh…” you let out, running your eyes run down his body.

He is naked except for his paws and the collar. His dark nipples are swollen and so perfectly perky. His soft tummy heaves up and down as he breathes heavily. His flushed cock stands against it, throbbing slowly. He is hard. You didn’t even notice that he is. You were too preoccupied with loving him and getting his cute kisses.

“I see”, you say, “turn.”

Taehyung follows instantly, presenting his butt to you on all fours. Like this, you can see the pink paw print stitched onto the black gloves. He would look so cute if it weren’t for the black silicon tail sticking out between his buttocks. You ogle it, feeling your tummy flutter. To think that it is shifting enough to mess up his headspace.

“Stay”, you order him to which he tenses his muscles obediently.

You step closer to him, connecting your gloved hand with his back in a gentle caress. Goosebumps follow your fingers, shivers chase them right after.

“You’re such a pretty puppy”, you praise and flick your finger against his tail. It wobbles for a few moments. Taehyung moans softly.

“This tail you mean?” you tease, flicking it again.

Taehyung answers you with a shaky intake of breath and his buttocks clenching in a flinch.

“I guess you do”, you coo and swirl your pointer finger around the very tip of his tail. It creates those very subtle circular motions, forcing Taehyung’s body to shiver in reaction, “does this feel nice?”

“Wroof.”

“Of course it does. Do you want more?”

Taehyung arches his back, begging you silently.

You trace his tail. It is made out of black silicone and has a slight curve to it. A slightly thicker base prevents it from disappearing inside him and in his hole, a girthy buttplug is sitting. No wonder he is letting out those sweet little moans, movements must shift it so nicely against his sensitive spots.

You wrap your fingers around the girthy base and wiggle it from side to side. Your sweet boyfriend reacts in a moan and his back moving in a wavelike arch. You repeat the movement, drawing yet another little moan out of Taehyung.

“God puppy, this is so hot”, you say. You twist the black leather leash around your gloved hand a few times, drawing closer this way. There isn’t tension on it yet, tangling between your hand and Taehyung’s neck and drawing pretty paintings of shadow on his back. You follow the stroke of shadow with your fingers for the sole purpose of ending it with a wiggle of his tail plug.

Taehyung always reacts with such pretty moans when you draw it out. Giving him everything with no built-up is fun, but giving it to him after making him expect it is even better. So you like to feel him up, make his skin sensitive for you and his poor little body so, so needy for more. It’s more satisfying this way.

You take the tail between your fingers again and move it. In and out.

“Ah”, Taehyung lets out. His heavy balls throb between his legs. He liked it.

“More?”

He arches his back.

“Speak.”

“Wroof”, he sort of whimpers the bark. It’s the hottest thing.

“Good boy. You’re such a good boy”, you praise and reward him with a slow toy fuck.

Taehyung moans each time you push it back inside again. His hole takes it embarrassingly easy. Well, deliciously easy would be a better way to describe what is happening right now. His rim is puffy and swollen, moving around the black silicon desperately. It bulges each time you pull out and opens up each time you push back inside.

“You’ve got the prettiest puppy hole”, you rasp, twisting the toy when it is halfway out. His hole takes it hungrily, shifting around the bulge. So wet and stretched. So fucking puffy.

Taehyung whimpers, dropping his head.

“Head up”, you order, tugging at the leash roughly.

His head shoots up, a needy mewl slips past his lips. For just a second, air was sparse, reminding him that he has no free will right now. That you decide what happens to him.

“That’s better. You shouldn’t slack, puppy”, you praise and reward him by pushing the toy back into him. You loosen the tension on his leash, letting it tangle again. He releases a shaky breath, clenching around the toy in flutters of his puffy hole.

Fuck, his hole is so puffy. You crave the view of it unplugged and empty. Just for a few seconds to really satisfy the needs.

You pull the toy out completely, moaning deliciously as his gaped hole looks back at you. You can see inside. He is so, so pretty, leaking lube now that he has nothing holding it inside.

“Fuck, look at you. Who’s a good puppy, Taetae?”

Taehyung whimpers, arching his back just so his hole stays open for you longer. He is the good puppy. He is.

“That’s right, you’re a good puppy. Such a good puppy”, you coo and push the toy back inside.

“Ah”, he lets out, fighting it for a second because he hadn’t expected the stretch.

“Relax.”

The toy doesn’t want to slip back inside. You stop trying in order not to hurt him, reaching for the bottle of lube.

“Good boy, you’re such a good boy”, you talk sweetly, keeping him in a happy headspace. You know how quickly Taehyung can beat himself up about sex related struggles. Premature ejaculation, a sudden loss of a boner, dry holes. These things are natural and happen, but Taehyung likes to beat himself up about them. You always make sure that the self-disappointment doesn’t happen.

“You’re such a good boy. I’m just quickly gonna put more puppy slick on there. Yeah?”

Taehyung wiggles his hips, letting out a small mewl. Lube. You are putting more lube, but the fact that you are calling it puppy slick is messing with his head. He can’t wait to take the toy again. Oh, he wants it so bad.

“There we go, all slicked up for my puppy”, you say, placing the bottle aside. You twist the leash tighter without creating tension and guide the smooth head of the buttplug to his puffy hole.

You touch it.

Taehyung arches into you.

You trace it in circles.

Taehyung sticks his ass out.

You apply pressure.

Taehyung pushes back and swallows it. Of course he would. He is your good puppy after all.

He whimpers, closing his eyes in total bliss. He is finally whole again. Tingles go through his body, he feels so warm between his legs. The stretch is so nice and so electric. He doesn’t want it to stop.

“That’s better. You’re such a good puppy”, you encourage him and begin moving it inside him again. In and out, in and out. He should know how good it feels to be your puppy.

Taehyung tries so hard to continue making puppy sounds, but it’s so hard. You make him feel so good. The plug is girthy enough that the stretch is there, but it is still small enough that it doesn't hurt. He is just full. That’s how he feels. Full. It is such a nice state to be in.

Full. Empty. Full. Empty. Full. Empty. Full.

You keep pulling out and pushing back in. Taehyung feels aching longing whenever it is gone and burning ecstasy whenever it is back.

“Please”, he begs because it’s impossible to stay non-verbal.

“Speak”, you allow him.

“Please stay inside.”

“Like this?” you push it all the way into him and move it by the tail, “is this doing something for you?”

“Woof”, Taehyung moans, arching his back. He tilts his head back, giving you a glimpse of his agape mouth. His eyes are closed in bliss, his cheeks are flushed.

“Of course it does. My good boy, you’re so pretty like this.”

“Woof, ah, woo-woof.”

His legs are shaking, his arms are as well. His puffy hole keeps pulsating around the shaft, sucking the toy in hungrily.

“Woo-ah-oof.”

You know for a fact that the only reason Taehyung is struggling with his noises is because you are grinding the toy against his prostate. You continue, basking in his blissed-out state. He is perfect like this.

“Woo, woo-oof.”

He doesn’t even notice that he stopped barking and is instead saying the word “woof” in various needy versions. How wonderful. He is so wonderful.

It makes you want to ruin him even more. You angle the tail upwards and begin drawing circles with it.

Taehyung gasps and tenses up. He whimpers, chasing you with sudden needy wiggles of his hips. Faster, faster, faster. He is getting faster the longer this goes on, whimpering sweetly each time the toy so very clearly grinds against his prostate. He is fucking himself on it, squeaking for air.

“Good boy. Such a good boy”, you know what is happening and so you help him with getting there by saying his favourite words, “good boy, you’re such a good puppy.”

Taehyung moans and drops to his elbows, screaming into the mattress as his orgasm hits him. You moan right with him, wiggling the toy in him quickly to really draw it out for him. He is shaking, twitching, convulsing all while his puffy hole throbs around the toy and the sheets muffle his ecstatic wails.

“You’re seriously such a good fucking boy. Give me everything, puppy. That’s my good puppy”, you talk him through it until he very obviously begins twitching in overstimulation.

You slide your fingers from his tail. You keep it inside his ass, watching it move all on its own as his hole throbs in the aftershock of his orgasm. How delicious to look at.

“Good puppy”, you praise, petting his butt soothingly, “now. Turn”, you order and tug at the leash.

Taehyung fights himself up onto his paws and turns with wobbly knees. He looks properly ruined. Face flushed, hair messy, eyes half lidded and gaze droopy. You know that it was hard for him to follow your command, but this isn’t over yet. What you just gave him was merely to get rid of some of the tension. He isn’t done yet.

“Good boy”, you pet his head.

Taehyung leans into your touch with an exhausted whimper and his eyes falling closed. You pet him, helping him calm down after his needed high.

“So”, you begin, scratching him behind his ear, “now that we got this out of the way, we’ll finally start with the training.”

He lifts his glassy eyes, staring up at you in a mixture of disbelief, devotion and exhaustion. The devotion is strongest, shining brightly in his dark brown puppy eyes.

“Mhm? Can my puppy finally think clearly again?”

Taehyung exhales shakily, sagging his shoulders as his devotion grows. He finally lets out an animalistic bark again, sticking out his tongue slowly because he desires to be your obeying puppy so bad, even with his body still recovering from his orgasm. “Of course you can. Now let’s get started. Paw.”

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gallavichsreddie1128 · 6 months ago

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omgg i loveee your patrick zweig x reader fics, could please write a bit more about patrick zweig x pregnant reader or patrick with his newborn baby (i have a soft spot for that lol)

So when Y/N first found out she was pregnant she was scared and nervous. Patrick was still a pro tennis player and they barely talked about kids. So when Y/N saw that the pregnancy test was positive she didn’t know how to react. Patrick was practicing so it would be awhile before he got back. A few hours later he returned to find Y/N sitting at the kitchen table with something in her hand. “Hey baby.” He greeted. She gave him a soft smile, “Hey.” Her body was tense and she had every emotion. “Can you come sit?” She asked him. He looked confused but sat across from her as she stared at whatever was in her hand. “What’s wrong?” He asked. She sighed and sat the pregnancy test on the table for him to see. She slid it over to him. He picked it up and gasped. “You’re Pregnant?” He asked and she nodded. He stood up and ran over to her and picked her up. “This is amazing!” He said and twirled her around. She laughed and he set her down. They were almost face to face but the height difference made that impossible. “You’re having my baby!” He said with a smile. “I know it’s amazing.” She said, happy that he reacted that way.

Patrick was pretty overprotective over her as the days went on. He didn’t want Y/N to lift a finger. So anytime he was there she wouldn’t. Even if she had to shower he’d offer to help. “Patrick you just wanna see me naked.” “Well duh but I want to make sure you don’t hurt yourself.” He said. When the raging hormones hit he took it all. From Y/N yelling at him to crying and obviously to wanted to jump his bones. That was his favorite obviously. He loved having sex and the fact Y/N wanted it more than him? That was awesome. “This is the most we’ve had sex.” He breathed out as he collapsed next to her. “Are you complaining?” She asked, he shook his head. “Hell no.” Even the crazy cravings that she got. “I’m sorry you want Pickles and popcorn but together? So the pickle juice with popcorn?” She nodded. He looked at her weird but got it for her anyways. He loved her so much and the little baby growing inside of her.

When the time came Patrick freaked out as Y/N yelled in pain. He called Art to figure it out and help since he had a kid of his own. “Take her to the hospital you dumbass!” He yelled at the man. So he grabbed what was needed and took Y/N to the hospital. The car ride was awful. She kept screaming at him to drive faster. “Babe I’m going as fast as I can.” When the arrived Y/N was took to a room immediately and Patrick watched as his wife screamed as the contractions hit. He took a hold of her hand as she got ready to push. “You got this baby!” He said as she pushed. “You did this to me you asshole! You put this baby in me! We are never having sex again!” She yelled at him. He hoped that wasn’t true. Once the baby was out the crying could be heard. “It’s a girl.” The doctor said. They looked at each other and smiled. “A little tennis star.” Patrick said. The doctor handed the baby to Y/N and she awed. She was so tiny in her arms and looked so cute. Patrick stared at the scene in front of him never wanting to forget it. “Do you want to hold her?” Y/N asked him. He nodded as the tears started forming. He took the baby out of his wife’s arms and cooed at the little baby. “You look just like your mom.” He said and Y/N scoffed. “Patrick she doesn’t look like either of us yet. Well maybe your big nose.” “Hey you like my big nose especially when you sit on it.” He said and Y/N hit him. “No talk like that in front of the baby. “ She growled. He apologized but smirked at her. “Babe we have a little us in my arms.” He said and she smiled. “Yeah we do.”

Patrick wouldn’t shut up about his newborn. Art was happy that Patrick had a baby now but the man really couldn’t stop talking about her. “Art she’s so cute and has my nose!” “I know you’ve told me 8 times already!” Safe to say that Patrick loves her a lot.

#challengers movie #challengers 2024 #patrick zweig #patrick zweig x reader #patrick zweig imagine #patrick zweig x you #josh o'connor #mike faist #art donaldson #zendaya #tashi duncan

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abxolotl · 4 months ago

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She looks so cool dude! :D

HERE YALL GO MY MCD/MYS OC MAVERICK(bc it looks like that’s going to win the poll :D)

this one looks like she’s getting arrested ^

SHE HAS A KNEE BRACE BC I FEEL LIKE NOT ALLOT OF CHARACTERS HAVE KNEE BRACES :D (Ignore the fact that these are taken with my phone I don’t have tumblr on my computer:D )

#aphblr #aphmau #mys #mcd #aphverse #mys oc #mcd oc #look at my mutuals art everyone!#she looks so cute #omgg

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hobie-enthusiast · 1 year ago

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LITTLE CREATIONS !

— ‘Omgg if you're down and it spikes your creativity!! Could I request a Hobie little writing with a gn!reader who likes doodling on stick papers and sticking them on Hobie's guitar when he isn't looking? And one day he catches them red-handed? Just plain fluff tbh <33’

— hobie brown x gn!reader

— lots of fluff, just cute relationship stuff, some cutesy hc’s at the end too

— hobie knew where the mysterious stickers were coming from, but he just never wanted to stop it

— this is adorable oh my god. im such a sucker for cutesy relationship stuff. the creativity just flowed for this so well (directly reuploaded from my old acc @/hobieenthusiast)

Hobie was very attentive to the things he loved.

He was possessive over those things. You were a perfect example. Now that he has you, he never wants to let you go. His friends are another example. The Spider-people he’s grown to enjoy were something he would never trade.

His guitar was yet one more example of Hobie’s possessive nature.

He never truly allowed anyone to touch it. His instrument was what he used to make art. He’s had it since he was a young teen, the paint was chipping and many stickers he’s created or been gifted littered the body.

So he obviously noticed when new stickers started showing up.

The first creation he noticed was a small night sky, with star constellations being the focus. The constellations were Pleiades and Taurus, thought Hobie couldn’t name them off the top of his head. It was charmingly drawn, and stuck right underneath the strings.

He had his suspicions of you drawing it the first time he noticed it. He knew you liked to doodle in a small notebook, so you were his first thought.

The next one after that was a spiked butterfly. The butterfly had some out-of-the-lines green colouring, with spikes coming from the wings. It was a really nice drawing that Hobie appreciated, and was yet another sign it was drawn by you.

After that, he found some stickers of his favourite band logos, little star sketches, his logo as spider-man, and so many more. All those building up and covering the original colour and decal of the guitar.

Hobie didn’t mind the drawings. Actually, it was quite the opposite. He looked forward to seeing what you were gonna create next.

Whenever he’s over at your place, he’ll purposefully leave the room for a little to give you time to stick them. He notices your silly grin when he comes back, at his cluelessness when he takes his guitar home.

Little did you know.

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Hobie sat on your bed, strumming mindlessly on his guitar. You sat over at your desk as you sketched and doodled on some stick paper. Music played in the background softly, a mixture of your faves and Hobie’s as well.

Hobie sighs, placing his guitar at the end of the bed. “‘m gonna go grab a drink.”

You nod as he passes, ruffling your hair as he leaves the room. You glance over to see if he left before smiling softly, standing and walking to his guitar.

Carefully, you peel your doodles from the sticker sheet, finding open spaces to place them on. These new ones were of his cross logo on the back of his Spider-man jacket, as well as a small spider hanging on a web. They were coloured with blue and red splotches in the background.

You put the first one on, admiring how it fits so well with the others. Like a puzzle piece. You reach for the second one, ready to stick it on, when..

“Well well. Seems ’ve caught the culprit.”

You turn around, sticker still in hand as you laugh nervously. “And here I thought I had more time.”

Hobie gives his signature smirk as he walks to you, taking the sticker from your hand. He observes it, noticing the beautiful red and blue splotches behind the spider.

“Sorry if you haven’t liked ‘em.” You say as he stands there, still observing. “You never really said much about them so I assumed you didn’t mind and that it was okay but if it’s not I can always stop and-”

Hobie chuckles, stopping you. “[Name]. Never said I didn’t like ‘em, aye? Actually quite like ‘em.”

“Really?”

Hobie nods as he places the sticker on his guitar, smoothing it out. It blends well with the others, bringing yet more charm to the cluster and disorganized mess. Something Hobie absolutely enjoys.

“Why don’t you tell me about ‘em?” He asks while sitting back on the bed. “Been curious ‘bout the constellations for ‘while now.”

“The constellations..” You start, tracing the design on his guitar. “They were in the air March 18th and April 24th. Pleiades and Taurus.”

Hobie’s eyes widen for a moment. “Well now that’s..”

“Our first date.” You finish with a soft smile. You glance up at him. “And the day we became official. Or the day you decided you like some labels.”

Hobie rolls his eyes. “An’ that’s a secret ‘tween you and me.”

You continue to tell him about the different doodles you drew. You explained the thought process behind them all, going into the colour schemes and why you chose those specifically.

The entire time Hobie couldn’t take his eyes off of you. He thought you were mesmerizing, the way you talked about something so passionately.

“…and with the letters I tried capturing how rebellious it’s supposed to look, kind of like your jacket.” You finish, pointing the last one out.

Hobie nods, hand taking yours. “They’re all well done. Ya gotta keep makin’ ‘em.”

You smile and nod excitedly, already thinking of the next designs you have for Hobie’s guitar.

Maybe Hobie’s earlier rule about never letting anyone touch his guitar had its exceptions. After all, rules were always meant to be broken in his eyes.

— after he confirms that it’s you putting the stickers on, he insists on watching you draw them

— you’ll sit on his lap and aimlessly doodle in your stick paper notebook as you lean back against his chest

— you ask for his opinion, but he always assures you they look perfect

— “that one ‘s well drawn, sweetheart”

— “you’re so talented, darlin’”

— “can’t wait for everyone to see ‘em”

— he’s practically your biggest supporter

— also don’t be surprised if one day he gets one of the doodles you stuck on his guitar tattooed on him

— what can he say? he’s obsessed with anything you give him

— he will also let everyone know who the amazing artist behind his stickers are

— “yeah? my amazin’ partner drew ‘em. they’re one of a kind”

— hobie will always anticipate new stickers from you, even after his guitar is filled

— please just start stacking them after that

— hobie’s completely obsessed with you and any reminder of you on his weapon of art is something to die for in his eyes

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