#vamp!hobie

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Hii i had this idea for so long hobie fic where he vampire something similar to my babysitter is vampire but ykw unique twist since not good at writings just wanted share this idea to everyone 🙏🏿

I am ENHALING this IDEA

I'm terrible because my first thought was Twilight!Hobie jdghjfhjg (I will never not be a Twihard and I'm being unironic those movies and books are so good but SO FUNNY)

You think he's just a cool punk guy who only goes out at night and a gentleman who always asks if he can come inside

FINALLY Vampires that are just Victorian Era!!

I SCREAM for vamp!Hobie - who says Miguel is the only one who gets fangs? Who????

Imagine ethical kind Hobie always asking to feed first and never wanting to hurt you or take too much and he always gives your aftercare afterwards for the lightheadedness.

I MEAN....AM I RIGHT

[purplecrowdraws]

How many do you recognize?

[hyperfix-wip]

Omg, I forgot I made this request 🤣🤣🤣 this is so damn cute!

Not the twilight reference 💀 low key would be horrified if my kids end up growing into teens within a week lmfaoooo

The girls have their weird, kooky family 🥹 they’re gonna be so loved

Oh shit 👀 Billie got her fang out

I love it, bestie 🥹❤️ thank you for the twins boost!

Imagine Vamp!Hobie and R in the future, watching over their half-vamp babies and checking to see which powers went to who 🤣 originally meant for the twins, but baby Kitt can make a special appearance too

-😅

I could not sneak in kitt here but i hope you still like it, bestie!! ❤️

Pairing: Vampire! Hobie Brown x fem! Reader

Tags: no use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, vampire AU, vampire hunter! Reader, Billie and Mona AU, dad! Hobie, dad au, mum! Reader, CW blood mention, based around my series (in pursuit of blood), fluff!

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“Hobie, what are you doing to our baby?” You ask by the doorway while Hobie looks inside Billie's mouth with a tiny flashlight.

“Playin’ dentist.” He says matter-of-factly while Mona gurgles on his lap. Billie's playing along with her dad, milk still on the corner of her lips, eyes— your eyes, staring at him with amusement from where he's cradling her.

“Really?” You drop the duffel bag filled with crossbow arrows to be stored in the garage where the girls will never get a hold of. “Because you look like you're checking to see if her fangs are out.”

Hobie clicks the flashlight off, giving you a narrowed look as his hand grasps his chest like he's offended by your words. Billie blows a raspberry, milk bubbles popping and making herself giggle. “How could you accuse me of somethin' like that?”

Ramona looks at you, arms stretched in front of her. She looks adorable in her cat onesie. While Billie grasps at her velvet blanky that's draped over her rose printed onesie. They're a carbon copy of Hobie, all except for his vampire qualities.

You raise a brow, walking over to them on the playpen. “They just turned one, Hobie, they can't talk and most of all, can't ask you to play dentist.”

“You could never know, they're dhampirs. I heard their development is quicker.”

You fake a loud gasp, earning a happy shriek from both girls. “They are?! I didn't know!”

Hobie rolls his crimson eyes, tugging at the hem of your pants to sit you down next to him. “‘m jus’ sayin’, look at Bella's kid! Rose somethin'. She was an adult within a week.” You shudder at the thought of your girls suddenly waking up as teenagers.

You swat his hand away and sit down, he tries to hide a victorious grin but fails when Billie nuzzles her chubby face on his chest. Taking Mona from his lap, you cradle the back of her as you gently carry her in your arms. You're basically an expert at carrying babies now, you figured that it's no different than juggling a dozen wooden stakes in your arms. The only difference is that your babies are much more adorable.

“First of all, Bella isn't real, and second, that's not even her daughter's name!”

Hobie pulls you closer to him with a hand on your waist, smirking from ear to ear. “I knew you liked that shi—” he peeks at his girls, and then over to you, whose eyes are warning him. “—shiz.” He sighs in relief at the save.

You roll your eyes. You worry that your girls would get that trait from you and Hobie, then you two would really have your hands full. “I don't, I'm just an attentive watcher.”

“Right, what's the kid's name?”

“...Renesmee.”

“Exactly.” He pokes your chest playfully, then makes a face at the name.

“Fine, then why are you even looking for their invisible fangs?” You wave off the accusation. “If it's not appearing now, then it'll never come out.”

“Your tomes told you that?”

“Actually, yes.”

Hobie quiets down, sighing as he rests his head on the couch behind him. “I was jus’ checkin’.”

Your eyes soften, cheek placed on his shoulder while Mona slowly falls asleep in your arms. You hold out a finger for Billie to hold, and she immediately grips at it, trying to take a bite. You don't mind it since she's just teething, and her baby teeth aren't fully out yet.

“Do you want them to have fangs?”

Hobie gazes at you, palm kneading at your thigh. “Jus' maybe the powers that come with it. They're gonna need it, y’know?”

“I know, Hobs.” Kissing his shoulder, you help ease him out of his mind. “It won't be easy for us, for them. But we'll be right there for them at every step of the way. They have a hunter for a mom and a thousand year old vampire as their dad. They'll be fine.”

“And a werewolf aunt, a clairvoyant uncle and a powerful warlock uncle on their side.” He says with a smile, staring fondly at his twin daughters. “They'll be alright.”

“We’ll be prepared for the shit that's coming. If someone's brave enough to cross us.” Billie continues to nibble at your finger, gums biting desperately.

Hobie lifts his palm and cups your cheek, pressing a brief yet sweet kiss on the corner of your lips. “So I can't say it but you can?” He asks with a teasing glint in his wine red eyes.

“I whispered it so it doesn't count— ow!” You yank your hand away as the piercing pain ebbs on your finger. Billie giggles loudly, happy while your blood trickles down her lips, and a peek of a tiny fang pokes through her smile.

“Shit.” You and Hobie simultaneously say.

[juineri]

been swamped with uni projects but i wanted to doodle more vamp hobie before halloweens over where im at hehe

[rkiveslibrary]

January 2025 edition

Hello! This is my recap of all my favorite Gifs / Art / Fics that I stumbled upon in the month of January :) If you like any of these don't forget to reblog to share them!

Fan Art

This Hobi piece that is so cool! By @galactic-bi-cat

This cutie patootie Taehyung art by @kaydlsun

This Taehyung piece that is so breathtaking....just wow by @theo-lss

This Jimin piece again by @theo-lss

Gifs and Gif Sets

This cute clumsy Joon set by @namchyoon

This Yoongi set that is so beautiful (Just like Yoongi) by @sevencoloredstar

This Jin, Koo and Namjoon set that makes my heart glow by @namchyoon

This Yoongi set because gosh darn do I ever miss his smile by @dasisugarun

This soft sweet Yoongi by @raplinenthusiasts

This Hoseok set because not only are the gifs CRISPPP this man is so freaking cool! by @love4hobi

This comparison Namjoon set "does it ever drive you crazy just how fast the night changes" by @yooboobies

This Taehyung gif set because his outfit is PEAK by @cordiallyfuturedwight

This Jungkook set because the short sleeves?! The tattoos? oh my! By @jkvjimin

This Namjoon set because this era of Namjoon is everything to me! By @namchyoon

This Namjoon set because if you're going to ask me why he is my bias I am going to mention these gifs. His beauty is UNREAL by @namchyoon

Fics (Please mind the tags before you read!)

This Vamp Jimin fic that was the perfect mix of sexy and cute! by @minisugakoobies

This Yoongi fic! Even though it was posted awhile back I find myself going back to it often by @borathae

This Fic! I have no words to describe to you how much I love this series. Werewolf Bangtan with moments of sweetness and spice and I genuinely count down the days until the next Moonchild Monday. By @yoongiofmine

This Dragon Namjoon fic written by me (self promo is allowed right?) Honestly I'm just real proud of this and wanted it included

[dollsque]

🌸 Happy Anniversary-BDAS!Hobie

“You DARE question my hair…COWBOY?!”

que “Il Vento D'oro” by Yugo Kanno here

finally finished the first one LMAO

opin!hobie in the next one is gonna be like: "FOR THE LAST TIME, THIS ISN'T ABOUT THE HAIR!1!!111! And at LEAST I'm even able to put on my HAT!"

and then dad!hobie's gonna be like: "guys! think of the children!!" *already getting ready to disarm them with his webs*

older!hobie: "i think we should all just calm down. this is supposed to be a fun, celebratory event for katy-"

"shhhhh! it's getting to the best part!" -vamp!hobie with popcorn and then he looks at his camera crew: "you're getting this, right? since you guys wanted to BE here so badly, make sure to get every shot so i can have entertainment later.

“i GOTTA take pictures and videos to show y/n! and that vampire dude looks sick. i’m gonna have them make me a design off this!” ttn!hobie (somewhere in the back eating food)

fae!hobie: *was peacefully decorating the “ball” place with more flowers and is now having a similar idea as dad!hobie, thinking of a way to disarm them with his vines*

spy(?)!hobie: *silently watching from a distance*

based off the fanfics made by @the-kr8tor ! please support her and read her fanfics because they are literally to DIE for.

happy anniversary even though im technically late <3

[purplifield]

🪻👻| I’m a vamp then

Thanks for 150 followers 🩷🥰 pretty short and like not too much depth in the smut part I am sou sorraay

Kinktober

KW: Period sex, pretty vanilla, praise, shower sex.

“Luv? You about to take a shower?” Hobie peaked his head in as he looked around the room to check you out. You turned and nodded, but mistake understood; Hobie got inside to, his eyes glimmering with joy

“Hobes, I don’t think…” you said as you were already in the shower, about to turn on the water. Did he forget? The whole day, did he forget you were whining about cramps?

“Yeah? You know what helps with cramps? Sex” he smiled as he undressed and soon was next to you. The hot water running down both your bodies, he slowly kissed your neck.

Minutes after ten of minutes he got you readied up, spazming around nothing when his fingers left your cunt, the substance on his fingers washed away in seconds by the water.

In general, this was one of those only times he would handle you gently, his touch soft as he thrusted slowly. It was animalistic, rather him being more vocal, comparing to you even.

He would work up your orgasm slowly, surely. Holding you in place, as your legs shook muttering “good girl, took me so perfect, Hm?” And bunch more words as he kissed up back of your neck and shoulder.

[ryannklovesart]

"Name's Hobie.. Hobie BROWN‼️‼️" ~ intro post

TW FLASHING LIGHTS, gifs, & blinkies 📸

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pls note that i might interact with nsfw writing post sometimes, tho this account is strictly sfw!!!

Welcome to my audhd blog 💥

- My name is Malek, but i also go by Hobie or Spider Punk.!!! (i fucking love being cringe!!!!!!!) he/vamp/bites only please.

- I'm a black punk agender arosepc LESBIAN* ..i thought i was bi., 'nd honestly? The existence of my fellow queer people in general fills me and so many others with joy and hope. And if you're reading this, you have to keep living.

- Though not a roleplay account, i made a this new blog since the last time I used tumblr was when I identified as a cis girl. Dx

-Bpd, autism and adhd,,, really sick combo⁉️⁉️

- This account will be used for me to gain my daily HYPERFIXATIONS intake from the following fandoms below!!

(list also made for me to keep track of all my fixations.....)

★ Spiderverse / Spiderman !!!

★ Spiderpunk and his comics

★ Arcane

★ Sonic / Stobotnik / Queerplatonic Sonadow

★ Mouthwashing

★ Batjokes

★ Deadpool, Wolverine, and Poolverine

★ Dungeon Meshi / Delicious in Dungeon

★ Bojack Horseman

★ Leosagi

★ Tmnt, RotTmnt, Tmnt Mutant Mayhem

★ Stardew Valley (specifically my husband Elliott <3)

★ Hellenism (Ares + Dionysus devotee)

★ Anarchism and Punk culture

★ Deltarune / Undertale!!!

★ 1980s hardcore punk bands !!!

★ Suselle

★ Pet snakes

★ Pet rabbits

★ ASL (i'm a hearing person)

★ Longboarding

★ DeathNote

★ Inside Job

★ Juju Kaisen

★ Danganronpa.. /neg

★ Ninjago

★ Adventure time

★ Usagi Yuichi

★ Don't hug me i'm scared!

★ Loki

^^ Ummmmm more'll be added later on 💥💥

• This will be a SFW blog!!! I may reblog suggestive content if it validates my trans / agender identity enough

• I enjoy reclaiming slurs and WILL be calling myself THE tranny faggot nigga 💯💯

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I've got no idea what else to add so enjoy my blinkies and stamps collection:

[ash-usual]

Some vamp hobi ft. 2seok in the corner

[borathae]

Hi Sibi!

What would you say are the love languages of our beautiful vampires?

Hello my love!! Gosh I love this question <3 this is exactly the kind of fluff I need tonight 🥺💜 now up front, I believe that people are capable of ALL love languages and that "only having one" is just some sort of internet phenomena. Because if I love someone I would show it them in every language ever spoken and that includes all love languages JFADJF but maybe that's just me 😭 but now to our vamp boys <3

Yoongi Boongie <3

How he shows love: acts of service!!!!, quality time, physical touch, gift giving, words of affirmation (he is a lover boy)

Mean the most to recieve: quality time, acts of service

Googie Woogie <3

How he shows love: quality time, physical touch, acts of service

Mean the most to recieve: physical touch, quality time, words of affirmation

Taebear <3

How he shows love: gift giving, words of affirmation, physical touch

Mean the most to receive: words of affirmation, physical touch

Hobi Bobi <3

How he shows love: words of affirmation, quality time, physical touch

Mean the most to receive: quality time, physical touch

Jinnie <3

How he shows love: acts of service, gift giving, words of affirmation

Mean the most to receive: acts of service, words of affirmation

Minnie <3

How he shows love: physical touch, quality time, words of affirmation, acts of service

Mean the most to receive: words of affirmation, quality time

Joon <3

How he shows love: quality time, words of affirmation, gift giving

Mean the most to receive: words of affirmation, quality time

[writer-and-lover]

Boot-Shaped Bruises

Kinktober Day 3: Boot Worship | Bukakke. Genital torture (not extreme, some hard grinding), drool, degradations, general perverseness from reader.

Tw: British Slang

Hobie Brown’s concerts truly encompassed the sort of person he was. They were bright, colourful in so many different ways that they usually left you dazed. Set up in a small underground venue, it’s cosy and relaxed despite the crowd and the noise. Posters litter the walls, pictures of different bands and artists who’ve played before. In the middle of one wall, you can see Hobie’s band poster clearly. You’d made them yourself. Two pillars frame the stage, each one covered in heaps of stickers and doodles. Small standing areas surround the stage, capable of holding maybe a hundred or two hundred people. The stage itself is slightly elevated, made of solid flooring covered in a black carpet. The instruments are all set up already, with the exception of any basses or guitars the groups may be using. Behind the stage, several large speakers hang from the ceiling, with smaller ones wrapping around the room to create a gorgeous noise-surrounding experience. It’s high quality, despite being on the smaller side. You’d know, since you were the one to pick it.

You know the roster like the back of your hand at this point. You’d memorised it beforehand since you were too excited to sleep. The opening band were good at what they did, music catchy and with an amazing beat. Good enough to get the crowd hyped up. There would be several other opening artists on stage, which gave you enough time to see-

“Early bird, I see.”

Hobie. He was one of the first artists you’d met when you began coordinating. He was tall and skinny, but somehow he made it work. It didn’t make him seem awkward at all, instead making him seem elegant. Smooth. He was wearing his signature wicks. The collar around his neck was spiked, as well as his jacket. He also seemed to have spiked bicep arms, which you haven’t seen before. His whole outfit is definitely raised to max on the street punk sub-style. What caught your eye though, was the new boots he sported. A simple, gorgeous black colour; the boots came up to his mid-calf. They had chains replacing any buckle or lace, which was uncharacteristic of him. The leather was smooth with a matte finish. On each side, it had decorative belt buckles that kept each chain up. Most interestingly of all, the chains had large spikes in the middle of them. The vamp of the heel had an extra piece of glossy black leather, designed in the shape of a flame with rough stitching all around it. Definitely done by hand. They were- they were weirdly sexy on him. Boosting his height (albeit, unnecessarily) whilst also finalising his entire punk look.

“Of course, I had to beat the crowds to make sure everything was up ‘n’ runnin’,” you comment. Your eyes still haven’t strayed from the boots. The heel counter seems to also have a matching flame design. How cute. “I see you went to that cobbler I recommended you.”

He looks down at his boots, raising his foot up so you can look at the sole. It’s got symmetrical ridges.

“Yeah, he was a real nice bloke. Gave me a discount ‘cause I told him you sent me.”

You hum. “Yeah, we’re close like that.” You check some things on your clipboard, before looking at Hobie again. “Maybe later you can show me those boots more close up.”

He stares at you for a beat. His eyes look intense, or maybe it’s just the kohl he applied on his waterline. You stare at each other for a moment, before he smiles. He looks wicked, like he’d planned something.

“Why wait? There’s a tiny little changing room backstage that I’m sure can fit us both.”

You gape at the insinuation. If you were a stronger person, you’d probably say no outright. Call him crazy and leave him in the middle of the crowded venue to hide your flustered reaction. But you weren’t. Instead, you considered it. Instead, you thought about having him so close to you. Instead, you winced knowing you wouldn’t fight back.

“Hobie I-, the shows about to start in five minutes! I need to supervise it y’know that-”

“The opening show doesn’t need constant supervision, c’mon darling,” he coos, “just gimme 15 minutes. Give you a good look at these kicks. Won’t take long at all.”

You groan. God, you’re so weak to those dark eyes of his.

“I’m giving you ten, you bloody slag.”

He grins, grabbing you by the arm. He drags you through the crowd, uncaring for how many people he pushes past or steps on in his hurry to get to the room. You apologise as he drags you, cringing at the annoyed murmurs you get. As you get closer to the backroom, you pass the stage. He waves at his bandmates, who begin wolf-whistling and cheering on as soon as they saw you right behind him. The red curtain looms ahead, and you have half the mind to change your mind and run away. You’d been flirting with each other for months, but you never thought- you didn’t think you’d ever-

He shoves you in the backroom, barely pulling the curtain open beforehand. He follows eagerly, smiling wide. His large hand holds you against the furthest wall, splayed out and damn near spanning the entirety of your chest. It’s a small, cramped space. Big enough to just about hold the both of you with a tiny sliver of space left. This close to his face, you can see clearly the shiny rings of his snake bites, and the spiked barbells on his eyebrows. You loved his punk style, the astounding history behind it. But you also loved how sexy he made it look. Maybe you’d always liked that bad boy style, but Hobie really took it to another level. He was such an odd combination of teasing and caring. Every teasing remark, every playful jab or comment sent your head spinning, especially when he’d follow them up with a check-up glance or a soft touch. Making sure you knew he was joking. Making sure that you were into it.

“Don’t think you’ll be able to see the boots really well from up here, yeah?”

You blink at him, mouth slightly gaping open.

“You gone daft?” 

You stammer, indignantly pushing him back slightly. He smiles, watching you raptly. Taking a deep breath, you drop to your knees. Maybe. Just maybe, you miscalculated a bit. Because now his boots are right between your thighs, way too close to your own crotch for you to feel comfortable with it. It’s true that you can see the boots better this way. And you can definitely see how clean they are, taken great care of. But…

“Have you polished them recently?”

Hobie thinks, making a face. “Nah.” He grins again, canine teeth glinting in the dim light. “You can polish them for me, no?” 

You frown, “Hobs, I don’t have any polishing materials. Hell, I don’t remember the last time I polished my own footwear-”

“Who said anything about polish?”

You blink at him, eyes furrowed. How else would you-. Oh. The realisation hits you in the face. He means for you to… to- You swallow, tilting your head down to look at his boots. Flustered as you are, it’s so- so damn tempting to do it. It’s degrading. Degenerate. Even so, you wrap your hands gently under the sole of it, feeling the weight of the boot. Of Hobie’s foot. Of his gaze. It’s so damn humiliating, you don’t want to look up at him. But you’re shameless enough to wrap your other hand around his ankle to bring the boot closer to your face. Closing your eyes, you gently lick at the leather of the vamp. It’s bitter, the taste making your boot scrunch up. But a soft nudge at your mouth with it encourages you to press your tongue harder against it on the second pass. Your body feels hot, like you’re being overcome by a lust-filled fever. You kiss the boot wetly, a strand of saliva connecting your lips to the boot. You hear a groan and you almost look up at him. But eye contact would be too much for you right now. A small movement just above your head makes you open your eyes. His hand, decked in silver rings, palms at the bulge in his pants. It’s a gentle motion, almost teasing. For both you and him. The sight makes you moan, even as you flatten out your tongue to give a broad lick to the side of the boot. Your eyes are glassy, disoriented. So focused on looking good. The small noises he makes are encouraging. You’re turning more sloppy with it, so consumed with need that thinking isn’t possible.

The boot moves out your hands, the sole pushing harshly against your face. The low laugh that comes out of Hobie's mouth sounds so mean, so cruel. It makes you pulse in your underwear. And you feel yourself pulse again when you think of the fact that you’ll probably have a mark of his boot for the whole night. God, you feel so dirty. You moan softly. The boot comes down your chest, pressing gently against it and trailing down to your crotch. He presses hard against your inner thigh, and you can clearly see the mark of his boot against your clothes. It rips a gasp out your chest, cut off by the feel of his boot bruising the opposite thigh, higher up than before. You can see where he’s going with it, and looking up, you can see his dark eyes narrowed down at you. So calculating. His grin is wiped off, and instead he’s biting at his snake bites. The sight is so hot, you feel like you’re drooling. Like a dog. You lick your lips, leaning back to give Hobie more space. All whilst spreading your legs more.

“Fuckkkk. So pretty, songbird. Gonna moan for me, yeah?”

You moan shakily, eyes squeezed shut. You’re biting harshly at your lip. Even though you can hear one of the opening artists playing outside, you’re so scared that they’ll hear you. That you’ll be depraved enough to make it known what you and Hobie are up to. 

“Thought you were going to par me when I tried dragging you here,” he admitted, “but you were so easy. You’ve been trying to chirps me, yeah? Poor thing.”

That gets a loud moan out of you. The teasing. A boot against your crotch cuts you off, instead pulling a yell out of you. The pressure is immense, almost painful. But it feels so good, especially when you grind up against it. You can’t help but get louder with each twist of your hips. 

“Shh, you’re being loud, songbird.”

He pushes your head back with the palm of his palm, dragging it down to sink two ringed fingers into your wet mouth. You moan wetly around them, drool spilling out your mouth and dribbling on your chin and down your front. You’re so messy, but Hobie doesn’t let you look away. He yanks your face back with the fingers hooked in your mouth, gently slapping your cheek when you close your eyes.

“How about you make me feel good too?”

You look at him, eyes half-lidded. You’re half gone, but God it feels good to listen to what Hobie says. So as he slips his fingers out your mouth, your hand reaches up shakily towards Hobie's trousers. He'd been kind enough to undo the many chains and complicated belt-ropes that held his trousers up at some point. But he had his normal, spiked belt still buckled. So you do the honor of wrapping shaky fingers around it, unbuckling it as fast as you can. You undo his zip and button, excited. In a perverse way, you're looking forward to mouthing at the outline of his dick through his underwear. To inhale his sweat-addled smell as subtly as you can. Except, that he's not wearing any underwear. You can see his dark skin straight away, a thick happy trail leading down to the thick hair surrounding the base of his dick. You blink up at him. 

"Going commando, Hobs?"

He smirks, grabbing you by the back of your head. 

"Just wanted to make it easier for my biggest fan. That's all."

You shiver, gently dragging his trousers and pants down to his mid-thigh, letting his dick flop down over your face. Gently, you mouth up the shaft of his dick, and shyly sink your tongue into Hobie’s foreskin to taste at his skin. He curses, grabbing at both sides of your head. You close your eyes, trusting Hobie to guide you into making him feel good. You drag your tongue against the spongy tip, moaning breathlessly at the taste. Now it’s Hobie who can’t keep his eyes open, torn between looking at the way you tease him and shutting them to enjoy it to the fullest. You wrap your lips around the exposed tip, sucking at it gently. He shudders, head falling back against the wall. His breathing is loud, ragged moans pulling straight out from his chest. The warm, wet mouth around his dick too good to be true. You inch down his cock slowly, lips stretched to accommodate his size. 

A knock to the doorframe shakes you both out of your reverie.

“Five minutes, boss!”

One of Hobie’s bandmates. It’s said full of amusement and future teasing, but it brings a curse out of Hobie.

“Fuck- I’ll be there!”

He pushes your mouth completely off of his dick, instead jerking it off rapidly right in front of you. It makes you remember that he’s still digging his foot into your crotch, although it’d loosened up some time ago. You grab his ankle with both hands and pull his boot further into your crotch, sobbing at the pleasure and pain that it brings. Your clothes are dirtied to all hell. You probably won’t be able to take the marks out of it. But that excites you. You’ll probably paint over them with some sort of dark fabric paint. The hand on the side of your head tightens, and you look up at Hobie, mouth gaping, right as he comes over your face. You flinch, closing your eyes as you feel it get on your face, in your mouth and in your hair. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He digs his boot further into your crotch, grinding it against your sensitive spots. It’s too much for you, and you come with a loud cry. You slump back against the wall, panting harshly. Hobie moves his boot away before crouching infront of you. He passes a soft cloth (some poor bastards lost shirt or something) over your face and hair, as you swallow what you got in your mouth. Your eyes open, hazy. He winces slightly, before smiling. 

“Good job, songbird.” He pats your face lovingly. “I can’t get the boot mark out though.”

You jerk up at that, mouth agape and eyebrows furrowed.

“What the fuck do you mean,” you harshly whisper, “that you can’t get the boot mark out?”

“C’mon. I’m sure noone’s gonna notice, it’s all chill, innit?” 

“You goddamn wasteman, I’m gonna KILL YOU-”

The rest of the show is a success. Hobie had managed to run out the backroom before you’d either strangled him or ripped his dick off. He strutted over to the stage, a big smile on his face. His bandmates hollered and whooped, seeing his happy demeanour. Until they saw your own, fuming face. Each one wincing and whipping their faces away, focusing instead on their instruments. The boot mark on your face was so glaringly obvious, as well as the ones all over the front of your clothes. A few patrons pointed them out to you, waggling their eyebrows at you or sending you cheeky glances.

“Ey, that’s jokes mate,” a particularly young lad cackled, wrapping his arm around you, “you and your bird being bare bait with all that here, huh?”

“Allow it.” You hissed, pushing him away. 

It was a great goddamn show.

[earphonejackx]

VAMPIRE! HOBIE X FEM!READER

WARNING - mentions of blood, Hobie sucks ur blood

- Vamp!Hobie who always puts his hand around your waist or always has his hands on you because he can’t get enough of you

- Vamp!Hobie who LOVESSSS teasing you on your neck. He definitely gives you love bites and hickes

- Vamp!Hobie who never gets too close to you when you wear neck revealing clothing, he can’t hold back the urges

- Vamp! Hobie who loves sucking on ur neck wether it’s inside of HQ or wherever the hell y’all are he DOES NOT CARE who is watching

- Vamp! Hobie who was the first one to tell you he was a vampire, he was straight forward about it too not hiding anything from you. “Ya luv I guess am a lil vamp.”

- Vamp! Hobie who despises when other vamps try to get their way with you. You’re his! And he’s yours and nobody will interfere

- Vamp! Hobie who is not afraid of asking you for blood, if you are uncomfortable on your first go with him then I’ll comfort you, pushes you not be scared. “Don’t worry luv I don’t bite.”

- Vamp! Hobie who sometimes invites you to his big shows, in fact you thought he did so good you decided to lend him some of your blood after the show. He was quite thankful as he was drooling from your blood >:))

- Vamp! Hobie who was surprised at the new nickname you gave him “my lil vamp” slipped out when you were playing with him, after that he could not resist you any longer

[the-kr8tor]

could i get garlic cloves and a ❣️ for hobie? r is trying to sneak him somewhere as a bat. or maybe sneak him out of animal control or smth? -@thesevenofstaves

YEEESSS MORE VAMP HOBIE!!! I wrote this with IPOB in mind, I hope that's okay! Thank you, bestie 🩷

Pairing: Vampire! Hobie Brown X fem! Reader

Word count: 1.3 k

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, Set around my vampire Hobie series (In pursuit of blood), CW blood, mockumentary AU, Wwdits AU, Fluff!

In Pursuit of Blood fic

Katy's one year celebration 🎉

“So yeah, that's how I found out that my great aunt was a succubus—” you stop talking suddenly, blinking, eyes roaming around the walls of Hobie's mansion. The camera crew follows you as you look under the couch and even peek inside the grand piano. “Do you guys fucking hear that?”

The camera shakes its head. You look at it weirdly, “you could just say no, Jason, like a normal person—” you gasp, “there it is again!” You frantically move books from the bookshelves, making the crew dodge oncoming hardbounds. “Is this a prank? Am I getting punk’d right now?!” You scream, footsteps heavy as you trudge along the big living room, tossing and turning things around. “Hobie! Where the fuck did you put the speakers you mythical bloodsucking straw!”

You suddenly straighten up, finger scratching your ear, eyes turning from confusion to amusement. “Oh you fucking idiot!” You guffaw, palm slapping your knees in laughter. The crew look at each other, not knowing what to do when their subject turns cuckoo. “Okay, I'll—” you breathe for air, tears in your eyes as you laugh. “I'll save you, you big ancient baby.” Nodding, you roll your eyes, “fine, I'll be subtle. No explosions, yep…wait not even a little? I bought this new thing from amazon— yeah okay, bye! Close the fucking link I don't want you in my brain!”

Your shoulders sag, smiling at the befuddled camera crew. “Good news I'm not crazy! That was Hobie talking to me telepathically and he— you know what, I should just show you what he wants.” You beckon them over to the front door while you put on your jacket and take your keys. “It's called the mind gift,” based on the producer's eyes, you already know that she was about to ask you the question. “You get old enough, you start getting different abilities. Don't ask me how, that's just the way it is with vampires.”

The camera hard cuts to you driving in your new kia. In the corner of the shot you can see the camera man's hand gripping tightly around his seatbelt as you drive recklessly, like you just learned how to drive yesterday. Or you just knew what a car is.

“Relax,” you say, smiling sweetly at the camera even though you pass a red light. “No one's even on the road this late at night. So calm down.”

Hobie's voice once again appears in your mind, ‘hurry up, love, I think this chihuahua next to my cage wants me. And it's not the hunger type of want.’ You snort at his comment. ‘Please? I'll make it worth your while.’ he says with flirty undertones, making you roll your eyes, cheeks warm.

The camera visibly shakes. The mic picks up a faint ‘I’m gonna die.’ The crew following behind you with their own van can barely keep up with you. They pity Jason right now.

“Okay, listen.” You start, the car is zooming past the road beyond the speed limit. “Hobie wanted to hunt some poor rich sap but,” there's rapid honking around you, “something happened, he wouldn't tell me exactly what, so he had to get out quickly and turn into his vampire form. Now animal control caught him at the park because he was too hungry to return to his form.” The car suddenly screeches to a halt, making Jason the camera man almost fly off his seat.

You park your car at an animal control center, the camera zooms in your determined face. “Operation: save my idiot vampire roommate has begun.” Your head quickly swivels towards Jason who seems like all the colour on his face has gone. “Don't fuck this up for us, Jason.” You point at his still chest.

You exit your car with the slam of the door. The rest of the crew follow closely behind you as you enter the animal control center with an uncanny smile that has the front desk worker perturbed.

“Hi, this might sound weird—”

“What's up with the camera crew, lady?” The man asks, blinking away the bright lights, weirded out by the whole situation.

“Oh, we're making a documentary.”

“About what?” The man brightens up, subtly fixing his hair with his hand.

“Uh…” you look at the crew for answers, they're not helping with their empty looks. “...About bats, yeah, bats. We're from national geographic actually.” You hear Hobie in your head ‘national geographic? Really, love? You don't look like the Steve Irwin type. Although, you'd look good in some khaki shorts.’ Blinking him away, you continue to convince the man. “And one of our bats escaped from their enclosure. You see that man over there?” Raising your finger to point at Jason, you accuse him as he stands there awkwardly. “His name is Hobie,” Hobie's laughter in your mind echoes. “And he's an idiot y’know, he's a nephew of our director so we just had to take him in. You get me?”

The man in the front desk nods, judging ‘Hobie.’ “Yeah, I know the type.” He whispers to you. “We have someone like him here too.”

You nod in understanding. “They're not the brightest, right?” Hobie's cackling laughter buries deep in your mind, almost making you laugh too. ‘you're making me have it, huh?’ Jason frowns at you while he zooms in your apologetic face.

Tapping the desk, you smile at the man again. “So! Our bat, please?”

“I'd ask for papers like usual but I'm too lazy.” Now it's you judging the man. “If you can get him from the back yourself without getting rabies then you're free to take him.”

“Yeah, okay.” You shrug, and you hear Hobie breathe a sigh of relief. Opening the doors, you're greeted by a dozen small animals, all angrily calling out to you. “Wow, this reminds me of my cousin's room!”

Your eyes roam over the cages, looking for a familiar bat. The producer points at a bat on your right, she has her hand on the lock but you stop her midway. “That's clearly not him. Good try though.” The bat squeaks, lunging at the cage, almost biting the producer's hand.

Hobie's voice calls out to you, then you see a black bat with large wings rattle its cage. That's Hobie alright. “Aww,” you tease, “is it just me or you look extra adorable right now?”

‘Open the bloody door!’ Hobie telepathically screams at you, continuing to rattle at his cage. Squeaking angrily. You guess that he's starving now that he has tossed being sweet.

“In a minute.” You say, pulling out your phone to take numerous pictures of him. There's selfies of you with the angry bat, and even a group picture of the crew and bat Hobie. With one final click of the camera, you finally open the cage.

Hobie comes flying off towards your face, clinging to you, claws holding on to you and his tiny bat body covering your entire head. ‘Thank you, lovie.’ He says in your mind, his tiny fanged face nuzzling you sweetly. The camera crew takes numerous angles of the whole ordeal. ‘Take me home, ‘m hungry.’

“Will you let go of my face first?” Your voice is muffled by his fuzzy bat body.

‘nah, you're too comfortable.’

“No blood for you then.” You warn, and it works as he reluctantly moves over to your shoulders instead. ‘Fine,’ he grumbles, squeaking disappointedly.

Waving goodbye to the front desk who again stares at you all confused, you have successfully rescued your idiot vampire roommate. Placing him on your passenger seat, he shakes his head when you coax him into turning back to his form.

Jason records from the backseat, eyes flicking from you and the agitated bat. He knows exactly what's about to happen.

“What am I supposed to do? Let you drink from me again?”

There's a bout of silence, and then Hobie the bat nods his tiny head.

With a huff, you give him your hand to bite into. “One sip, Hobie, enough to turn you human.” He nods, mouth opening to take a bite. You look over your shoulder towards the camera. “Cut the fucking camera, Jason.”

Hobie sinks his teeth into you just as the camera shuts off. But not the mic though.

[rootin-tootin-roleplayer]

𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚝

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A list here for fandoms I'm in/roleplay in (plus characters I can play!)

Usually in fandom roleplays I enjoy doubling up, unless I feel like being oc in oc x cc stuff, but thats a rare case!

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RDRD 2 - Arthur Morgan, John Marston, Javier Escuella, Dutch Van der linde, Molly O'Shea, Tilly Jackson, Micha Bell, Bill Williamson, Kieran Duffy, Charles Smith, Hosea Matthews, Sean.

Hetalia - Prussia, Germany, South Italy, North Italy, Russia, Japan, America, Canada, England, France, Hungary, Austria.

ATLA - Aang, Zuko, Katara, Toph, Sokka, Yue, Ozai, Azula, Suki.

Adventure Time (Fionna and cake series) - Fionna, Adult Finn, Farm world Finn, Scarab, Prismo, Simon, Zesty Simon (man's very Zesty) , Vamp world Marceline, Vamp world Bubblegum.

ITSV/ATSV - Peter B. Parker, Miguel O'Hara, Miles Morales, Wiles Morales, Gwen Stacy, Pavitr Prabhakar, Hobie Brown.

Holes (yes that Disney movie) - X Ray, Stanley, Zero, Armpit.

The lion King - Scar, Mufasa, Simba, Nala, Sirabi.

Scooby Doo Mystery Inc - Scoobs, Shaggy, Fred, Daphne, Velma.

MW2/3 - König, Ghost, Horangi, Price, Soap, Makarov, Graves, Alejandro, Rudy, Valeria.

Harry Potter - Harry, Ron, Hermione, Victor Krum, Fred, George, Seamus, Lee, Luna, Snape, Remus, Draco (that is a MAYBE) , Lucius (same as Draco)

Starwars - Han Solo, Ben Solo, General Hux, Rey, Leia, Padme, Anakin, Obi Wan.

ATWOW - Ao'nung, Roxto, Kiri, Spider, Neteyam, Lo'ak, Norm, Jake, Neytiri, Tsu'tey, Tonowari, Ronal.

GOT - Daenerys, Jon, Arya, Sandor, Ned, Catelyn, Cersei, Robb, Viserys, Khal Drogo, Robert Baratheon, Sansa, Stannis, Bran, Joffrey, Tommen, Gendry, Theon, Jorah, Ramsey, Ygritte, Oberyn, Jaime, Tywin, Tormund, Margaery, Brienne, Tyrion, Melisandre, Missandei, Petyr, Grey Worm.

House of the Dragon - Aemond, Viserys, Aegon, Alicent, Rhaenyra, Jaecerys, Daemon, Cole, Otto, Rhaenys, Lucerys.

Fallout Four - Nick Valentine, Paladin Danse, Preston Garvey, Gage Porter, Sean.

MLP - Applejack, Twilight, Rarity, Pinkie, Rainbow, Fluttershy, Discord, Sombra, Big Mac, Shining armour, princess cadence, princess Luna, princess celestia, Trixie, Chrysalis, Thorax, Starlight, Sunset Shimmer, Sunburst.

AC games - Eivor, Ivarr, Ubba, Randvi, Sigurd, Basim, Hytham, Kassandra, Bayek, Cleopatra, Apollodorus, Julius Caesar.

Jurassic Park - Alan, Ian, Ellie, Robert.

Peaky Blinders - Tommy, Arthur, John, Finn, Polly, Alfie, Michael, Billy, Luca, Lizzie, Aberama, Freddie, Esme, Isaiah, Bonnie.

South Park - Cartman, Kyle, Stan, Kenny, Wendy, Tolkien, Randy, Gerald, Bebe, Ike, Butters, the goth kids, PC principal, VP Strong Woman, Sharon, Shelly.

Hunchback of Notre Dame - Quasimodo, Claude Frollo, Phoebus, Esmerelda, Clopin.

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This took FOREVER to write out but here it is lmao-

[just-jae]

Some bits I wrote about Across The Spider-verse (mostly in response to Schnee's Analysis videos) +some:

i LOVED everything about Hobie Brown. His name, his free-spirited energy. His design, his role in the story Like, no smudge- cuz I know the movie was setting him up to be a love-triangle competitor--, but when Hobie crashed through the field Miles was struggling with, I felt RELIEF. Like. Miles was struggling to breathe, and Hobie just came in with a strong pat on the back and opened a window.

Almost literally.

He smashed open a window for some fresh air.

He could have easily been a joke-book comedic relief char, (but in this movie, everyone is :,D), but his humor is relevant humor, like you pointed out it pokes at what's going on, it's based in things that are relevant. It's funny for reasons that matter instead of just being shock-humor or ironic timing. He's a masssive relief to all the grim seriousness of the the rest of the movie's characters. Even when he's being serious like, I remember he literally just told Gwen or Miles or whoever "Just make your own watch". But he said it so lightly that it was easy to brush off as something with little thought put into it. Being rebellious is so natural to Hobie that self-enabling ideas are just common sense, and I love it.

Especially as someone who constantly struggles with self-limiting habits, I probably love him for the same reason I love Rock Lee from Naruto.

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Miguel confused me at first. The fact that he was called a vampire, his brutish fighting style, his demeanor (Like Peter B. points out, he's joyless). His grandios ethos. I was thinking. "What exactly is spider-themed about this character?" I was thinking maybe he isn't a spiderman bc he's actually a werewolf or a vamp or something. But, then I saw the moment you Schnee shared in the comics, where Miguel shows his claws sticking out as a way to PROVE he's spiderman. And that's when I figured that his powers manifested differently than other Spider-men.

He has the body of a spider. Talons, venom, this hulking body and grizzly hair reminded me of a wolf spider or tarantula, he doesn't stick to things but uses claws (most bugs are so light that a little fiction is all they need to climb, unlike spidermen who have a geko-like stickyness to them that let's them MOVE like a spider would if they were as small and light as spiders), he's literally running as fast as a motorcycle (cuz indeed bugs are fast af) most other spidermen have the senses and reflexes of a spider (with some strength and invulnerability but, that's standard superhero stuff) And, really, knowing about the comics really broadens this theme:

Miguel wasn't even bitten by a spider, his story doesn't follow the same as other spider-men, he doesn't have any powers associated with spider-men (as far as I know) and I think that's why, after seeing all the other spider-men, he's so hard on Miles for being an anomaly. Miguel was so much different from the other spider-men and ended up destroying a Universe. And now he's projecting that catastrophic self image onto any spider-man that's different from the status quo. It's an unspoken "you're not so different, you and I" situation except it's purely in Miguel's head, bc Miguel doesn't want to admit that he's inherently different, like Miles, so he hyper-focuses on actions and events- which can be controlled and decided upon.

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On the Cliffhanger:

I loved how they set up this twist though. The double-spiderman problem is something that the second movie brought up on its own. They created a problem based on lore that the audience wouldn't necessarily understand if they were'nt comic readers, (so it actually took me by surprise the same way it took Miles) and that is that there's a specific spider for each spider-man, who only bites one person, only creating one spider-man bc of webs-of-fate goddess or whoever choosing people to bite. So for Mile's world to have already had a spider-man when Miles was bitten, there was a world where the spider wasn't there to create spider-man.

And the movie not only mentions this world as a part of a dialogue tying into the theme of status quo's and supposed-to-be's (the villain trying to prove why his way is the right way), but takes us TO that very world via mechanics (not chance), and then reveals it to the audience using a visual language taught to the audience (glitching) as opposed to words, that is also its own threat (dying). So, Miles was finally away from the threat of the spider society, only to throw himself at a new threat that isn't even the initial threat but directly tied to the story's themes, and having to confront the reality (not just the theory) of Miguel's words with his new resolution of self-determination. Not ONLY that but I loved Uncle Arron, he was someone who inspired our protagonist and comforted him, but he was also a villain who hurt people for money. So it's a bittersweet entrance, when Arron walks in. We see Miles get to hug him, but at the same time, we know that Arron was dangerous and the movie frames him walking into the house as a dangerous event. There's just so much to this twist to love.

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On Spot:

I love that they progressively make Spot's body shape more and more iconic with the shoulder tilt and the apple body-type taper. At first, especially bc of his amature, akward demeanor (He moves like he just stepped of a cold shower, c'mon) I was really put off like, not looking forward to seeing akward floor rolling and stumbling between this guy and Miles.

He did not look like a threat with those arms dude. And u'know maybe that was on purpose! It does, actually. Miles literally laughs at him, fighting him while texting.

But they really turned it into a look, and I appreciate that. That's good shit dude, like, it really was just how he strut it.

I'm a fan.

Like, he really snatched that spice.

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Overall though, I loved how this Movie leans into its theme. It demonstrates the conflict, it demonstrates the mindsets, it makes it's problems and complications realities, not just theories or dialogue. The humor is like- I love it so much.

I HIGHLY recommend checking out Schnee's analysis if you haven't already, if you're into that. I know I'd love to write stories like this.

[vynnblr]

New Intro? More likely thank you think

pt: new intro? more likely than you think

i stand with palestine 🇵🇸

hey it’s been a few years so want something that’s more up to date with my fantastic character development

hi i’m Vynn, you can call me Vynnblr, Vy, or Vynn.

he/they, i also use xyr/vamp/ink

i’m transmasc and loud about it

involved in a lot of alt communities (anarchopunk, crustpunk, queercorepunk, neuro/madpunk, crippunk, solarpunk, metalhead, emo, starting to get more into goth and some other punk subcultures!

neurodivergent but im not putting a list lmao

extremely hyperfixated on hannibal 😔😔 sorry guys im not getting better 😔😔

i like BOYS im a BOYKISSER im a FAIRY

some of my special interests and frequent hyperfixations you might see on here:

dragons, WoF, skyrim, slashers, Little Nightmares, Limbo, scream, friday the thirteenth, ranboo, generation loss, metal music, emo music, stranger things, punk music, anarchism, critical role, the backrooms/ liminalcore, dreamcore, weirdcore, emo culture, metalhead culture, percy jackson, star wars, hannibal, the mandalorian, alt cultures in general, loki, dungeons and dragons, my chemical romance, danger days, punk culture, ROTTMNT, into the spiderverse/ across the spiderverse (esp hobie brown),

i really like tea wahoo

i dont want a mile long DNI, but terfs, transmeds, radqueers, proships, and those type of assholes fuck off. i’ll add to it if i need to