Hobie Brown X Reader - Blog Posts

꧁♡Intro post!♡꧂

hello! My name 𝓐𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓷 ☆(≧∀≦*)ﾉ

Haven’t wrote fanfics in a while so might be a little rusty-

DO’s

Character x reader

smut/nsfw

Light angst

fluff

head-canons

female and Gn! Reader

DONT’s

character x character

more than 4 parts

Full angst

Yandere stuff (yet)

Male! reader (yet)

Fandoms I write for!

TMNT: Rise, Bayverse, and 2012

trolls: band together

ASTV

Hazbin Hotel

The Black Phone

Don’t really know what else to put- any request lemme know :3

ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE

POV: MIGUEL FUCKS THE SHIT OUT OF YOU

POV:SPIDERVERSECHARACTERSDOINGTHEGRIMACESHAKETREND

Playingbasketballwiththespidercharacter

0b.se.s..ion

☆ ℌ𝔬𝔟𝔦𝔢 𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔵 𝔐𝔠𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔤𝔣

Hobiewithascenegf

Hobie brown x mcbling spider gf?

— ☆ ℌ𝔬𝔟𝔦𝔢 𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔵 𝔐𝔠𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔤𝔣

n.o.t.e.s - Ngl, im surprised I didn't think of the idea, but that is so Y2k. Tbh I thought you were talking about that kid from Johnny Test 💀.

w.a.r.n - Just some fluff n' drabbles

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Hobie Brown x Mcbling! spider women reader + drabbles

w.c - 288

✮ Having a sparkly diamond studded Spiderman suit is a must for you, and a bedazzled necklace, yes! Spiderman diamond belt-made, even better!

✮ - And matching headband, filled with diamonds and glitter, even your web fluid is glittery.

✮ Imagine just shopping with Hobie, he would be bombarded with bags and bags of clothes. As you go in every store, shopping, and shopping for hot pink clothes from juicy to true religion. All of them have to be bedazzled.

✮ Hobie and you would have, and I mean have to match juicy couture sweatpants and zip-up jacket, with a rhinestone spelling 'best couple' on the back. You would even decorate a matching guitar for him, with glitter, and sparkles. It's literally so bright, that it shines bright than the sun. Even though Hobie has to wear glasses to look at it, he would still enjoy it.

✮ Imagine surprising Hobie with the guitar, "It definitely has some sparkle darling, doesn't it" he said looking at the guitar, giving you a cheeky smile.

✮ Your suit would have a special nails on the hands-on your suit with stiletto-shaped nails, with rhinestones on them, helping you hang onto the roof and stick onto walls while fighting.

✮ Imagine fighting some villain with Hobie in another dimension, and you started wrapping the villain with rhinestone-studded rope and just taking pictures with the villain on your bejeweled phone case. And Hobie just staring at you spamming photos at the villain just chuckling at you, while the villain is just so confused.

✮ Stickers, just Playboy bunny stickers, iykyky.

✮ Imagine just hanging out with Hobie just having a little spa day with him, cucumbers on the eyes.

✮ MATCHING CYBERPUNK GLASSES.

HEYY!!! Can you maybe write a fic or small drabble where fem!reader wants hobie to hang upside down so they can ‘spider man kiss’.

(also i luv the way you write hobie :P)

Spider Kisses

Hobie Brown x Fem!Reader

“What’re you— oh!”

small thingyyyyy, added a little twist tho C:

—

“Hobie?” Your voice rang throughout the empty alleyway behind your apartment, light disappearing behind the building wall your lover was currently — decorating.

“Wh— Oh! [Name], babe, come look a’ this.”

You partner turned to you, currently hanging from a suspended pole connecting one building to another.

Webs wrapped around his ankles to keep him hanging upside-down. Left hand holding a green can of spray paint, and right holding a paint ridden cloth.

His shirt was riding up (down?) due to gravity, the small peak of skin covered in different paint streaks that matched the tones the wall was now bearing.

“what’re you doing up there?”

He shook the van again, spraying a little detail onto the mural, then wiping a line through the fresh paint to reveal the colour underneath.

“‘M paintin’, love.”

He turned to you, synthetic eyes wide and emoted.

“C’mere, come try.”

He shook the cloth in a ‘come hither’ motion, paint flecks landing on his shirt. You approached him happily, getting close to his mask-clad face.

“Don’ get too close t’ the fumes now, babe.” You rolled your eyes at his playful tone, turning back towards the art to get your first real look at it.

A low whistle came from behind you, “Nice view.”

“Shut it, bug.”

“Arachnid.”

“Whatever.”

You felt Hobie grab his web, releasing his ankles and dropping down by one arm. His feet hurting the ground with a small scuff.

Taking the first good look at his creation, you noticed how you were the centre of it. A dazzling smile with your features painted in a light you’d never known. He’d made you feel so beautiful.

The colours behind you complimented the shades of your hair and strokes of abstract making your features evermore admirable.

“Jesus, Hobie — this is gorgeous.”

“All you, babe.”

He crowded up behind you, letting his slender hands carter’s the skin along your waist and stomach. His muffled voice dropped low to your ear. “Like this, doll.” His right hand travelled up your arm, sliding over yours and disconnecting to wipe at the fresh paint.

His left hand stayed put against your abdomen, squeezing unconsciously. He handed you the cloth, watching your fingers wrap around the fabric and bringing his hand back to your upper arm, rubbing along your skin in a soothing matter.

“Now drag it along there, yeah? Right where it’s still wet.”

You snorted at the innuendo. Hobie scoffing at your childish thoughts and softly pinching your skin.

“Oh, grow up.”

You refocused, dragging your hand along the shade of purple and blue. Streaking them together and revealing the pink underneath.

“Good, you’re a natural at this point.”

You laughed lightly, turning your head towards his.

“It was one stroke, Hobes.”

He winked, a devilish smirk rising his smile lines. “All it takes wit’ you, ain’t it?”

“Oh my god, you’re crude.”

“Nah baby, ‘m honest ‘s all.”

You brought your hand back towards you looking up at the painting again. "Finishing touches."

You gave him a quick, curious "hmm?", before you felt the cloth leave your hands too fast for you to realise. The "thwip" of his webs alerting you of his methods — right as the sound registered in your head, he had shot another back onto the aforementioned pipe, and reached to swipe at the paint around your hair, melting it into you and making you stand out stark against the cohesive colours. "Looks good, dun' it babe?"

"Uhuh."

He spared you a glance, smiling under his mask at the distracted sound of your voice, when he caught you watching him, and not his painting — he could excuse it.

A thought had breached your head, one that had been popping up ever since you had gone to dimension 1806 with him.

—

"Hobie, I'm not a spider person! I can't leave!"

"But I made you a watch?" "

Yes— thank you, I love it. But also that's not the point."

"But the watch.."

"Fuck, fine. Whatever. Don't use that tone on me again."

"Say it's for science."

"Fuck science."

—

That day you had found something.. intriguing. A comic. With a rather interesting cover design. Spiderman — not yours — plastered on the front, upside down, with his mask folded up and kissing Mary Jane. It was probably the most romantic thing you'd ever seen. And now you had the chance.

"Baby."

Hobie stopped wiping the excess paint, giving you his full attention. "Yeah doll, what's 'e matter?"

"Can you— do the thing.. you were doing before?"

He gave you a quizzical look, eyes in his mask squinting. "Painting? I'm almost done, sweethear'. Now I just got'a wipe way the—,"

"No.. no, the uhh.. Thing."

"Babe, ya' gon' have ta' be a bit more specific."

"The— upside down thing."

He snorted. Still hanging from his left hand. "Wh— yeah? I can do it, but—,"

"Don't question my decisions, Hobes."

"God damn, sweethear', speak t' me like 'at more often."

You laughed just as he did, glee falling from your lips as you shifted closer to him. He twisted his body to raise his legs above himself, wrapping the webs around his ankles once more.

"Now what—"

You brought your hands up to his spandex covered cheeks, tracing the lines of his cheekbones under the soft skin of your fingers. Tracing your hands higher, you toyed with the lip of his mask. Exposing the skin of his neck and watching his Adams apple bob out of nerve. "Can I?"

"Whatever you want, Luv."

You rolled the mask just past his nose, hooking it over his bridge, surprising him. He opened his mouth to question why you hadn't taken the whole thing off, before your lips stopped him.

He melted into you, your hands stroking over his cheeks and chin.

It was awkward trying to find your position at first, but you both quickly adapted, his hands finding the belt loops of your jeans and tugging you closer to him. You smiled into the kiss and he followed, laughing about how this was the motive to your request.

Your lips disconnected and he grinned like a fool.

"Tha's why?"

"Oh, shut. It was romantic."

He chuckled again, pulling you in for another kiss.

"Never said otherwise, pretty thing."

—

phone still broken , just like my heart hastag KIILL ME BOW

that was sarcasm but YIPEEEE HOBIEEEE!!!!!

Hobie with a scene gf

n.o.t.e.s - HOBIE IS JUST SO UGHH, LIKE AHHHH.

w.a.r.n - fluff, maybe some nsfw mention, me jst being obsessed with Hobie.

p.a.i.ri.n.g - Hobie Brown x fem!reader

w.c. - 330

☆ You guys would look like the polar opposites of your bright style compared to this own punk style, and spikey look. I don't even think anyone knew you guys were a couple until you had to tell them.

☆ Like you would probably beg him to match with you. I imagine you both wearing a cheesy, bright neon shirt with a mustache. He would dig it though, even though he was being teased for it. He wouldn't care because you enjoy wearing it with him.

☆ You even made him another shirt in his style too, like imagine walking up to him and holding his new creative shirt at him, with a smile, and like he is just like a blushing mess.

☆ Imagine Hobie teaching you how to play the electric guitar, and after you get the hang of playing the guitar, you get a guitar similar to his and you decorate it with bright colors.

☆ Whenever you're in a different dimension or area you would buy Hobie more pin badges for him for his jacket, literally buying everything. Just surprised by the tiny to big-sized pins, even buying one that matches him.

☆ Hobie would always think making a song for you was cheesy, but he would still make one for you just serenading you.

☆ Imagine you and Hobie just making colorful boom bracelets, and you make some for him with skulls and little guitar charms. Like he would wear the bracelets 24hrs a day, literally never leaving him.

☆ I'm a firm believer that Hobie can sew, like imagine if you had like a backpack and you broke it, he would sew it back together with different pattern fabric, giving it a colorful design.

☆ Hobie helping you sew <3

☆ If you are addicted to drinking Monster, you would definitely surprise Hobie by you collecting Monster cans and turning them into different shapes.

☆ You guys would have matching snapbacks, no questions asked.

POV: SPIDERVERSE CHARACTERS DOING THE GRIMACE SHAKE TREND

n.o.t.e.s - I'm just really bored and thought of this.

w.a.r.n - crackfic, fluff, and reader being a menace.

p.a.i.ri.n.g - various!spider-verse characters x reader

w.c. - 346

Gwen Stacy

☆ She thought of the trend as funny and thought it was kinda creepy. She would definitely be interested in doing the trend with you.

☆ When you did the trend first, she thought it was creepy like you first did it as a prank, but she was really scared she lost you.

☆ I feel like you would both do the trend on miles to scare him.

Hobie Brown

☆ He would think of the trend as funny. Lowkey would be down to do with you.

☆ When he first saw you doing the trend, he thought it was weird.

☆ He would love to prank Pavitr with this trend.

Miles Morales

☆ Miles would be scared of this together; he probably hates the trend of how creepy it is.

☆ When he first saw you doing it, he was scared, like shaking that he had lost you, just like a picture of you running to him, just saying it's a prank, while you were literally covered in the purple milkshake.

☆ He would do the trend with you, but with expecting, he doesn't have to get covered with the milkshake.

Pavitr Prabhakar

☆ I feel bad for him like he would be petrified to see literally on the floor covered in the liquid.

☆ I feel just like what you did to Miles; you would just pause everything and run to him, just trying to comfort him, apologizing to him repeatedly.

☆ This poor bb, he would do the trend with you, but you gotta beg him.

Miguel O'hara

☆ He thinks of the trend as just plain weird, like, why would you make a video of you spasming on the floor for views.

☆ When he first saw you did the trend, he was horrified that you were literally passed out on the floor, convulsing on the floor. You would just say it was just a prank; he would likely be pissed off at you for doing it.

☆ No, he wouldn't do the trend with you; he is just too srs.

hobie x fem! reader

thinking of hobie brown rn…!

hobie who knows you love the height difference between you two and uses it to his advantage. is constantly angling his head upwards, which causes him to purposely peer down at you through his thick eyelashes. you always get flustered each time he narrows his eyes and tilts his chin, and him being the ever so perceptive spider he is, takes notice of your heated cheeks and continues to do so.

whenever he’s near a doorway or a thick frame he lovesss to lay a palm on the top of it, trapping your body beneath his as you ramble on about whatever it is you’re rambling about. he makes sure to nod along while effectively moving a hand towards your plush waist, bringing your figure flush against his own. he plays with the seam of your shirt, and urges you to keep going when you stutter from the sudden change in position.

hobie who loves to annoy you with his British slang. it’s not necessarily because he uses it often that irks you, it’s the fact that you have no idea what he’s saying and he never makes an effort to help you understand. (he actually finds it amusing each time you attempt to guess what he means and is completely off base every single time).

“babe, I’d love ta get ya that shirt you’ve been beggin’ for, but I’m skint right now. try me next week, yeah?” he hummed, kicking his feet up on the railing next to your bed.

“skint? I feel like you’ve used that one before..” you muttered, huffing in irritation by the smug look on hobie’s face, his lips quirked in amusement.

“told ya what it meant last week. thought ya said you could ‘se context clues?”

“whatever bee, maybe you should speak english.”

“‘aint that what ‘m doin’?”

hobie who always has a blunt neatly rolled on his dresser, his ash tray placed gently to the left of it. he often smoked before running off to whatever it is he did when he wasn’t home (he was very unpredictable as he switched it up weekly to “fuck up consistency” whatever the hell that meant).

hobie inhaled gingerly before tilting his head towards his peeling painted ceiling, his fingers lingered tightly on the wood before lifting it to your lips, “want a go?”

you shook your head, nuzzling further into his shoulder, “mhm no, too tired.” hobie chuckled before greedily puffing the joint, shuttering at the burning feeling it left.

“suit yourself love, more for me.”

hobie who you introduce differently to your friends each time you bring him up. one day he’s your boyfriend, the next he’s your significant other, and the next he’s your ‘close friend’. they always question the constant switch ups, but you don’t ever seem to mind. you know where you stand with the man, and to him that’s all that matters.

“so what’s up with you and…..” your friend trailed off, stirring the ice in her drink.

“hobie?” you questioned.

“yeah him, so is he your boyfriend or what?”

“it’s complicated, he hates labels, makes him feel confined.” you replied, shrugging your shoulders as you lay your head on your palm.

“that doesn’t bother you? is he like scared of commitment or something?”

you scoff, lightly shaking your head, “no, he just doesn’t want to contribute to the system.” you answered bluntly, taking another sip of your lemonade.

“the system?” your friend asked, eyebrow raised at the quip.

“nevermind, don’t worry about it.”

hobie who subtly brags about you to his people. loves to show you off, and has no problem admitting he does.

“yeah bruv, my girl jus’ got into her dream fuckin’ college. been workin’ hard for that shit all year, man.” hobie boasted, pushing his hands out in order to bounce off the wall next to him.

“oh my goodness how wonderful! when do we get to meet this companion of yours?” pavitr questioned, flinging his body upwards to keep up with the male to his right.

“eh, don’t know yet, when I feel like it, yeah?”

all in all hobie is so cute and I literally am in love with him!!