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Unfinished Hobie Doodle
Dude I love this to no end
Still remenbering this gem I found in Twitter XD
Why did I make this? Idk, don’t question it 😃
It's just a fucking small detail. But it was only when I saw this gif that I noticed the three surprise lines above Hobie's head. Such a small and insignificant thing but I love it because I feel like it looks so adorable, especially on him. That's it, that's the post (?) you can keep scrolling.
Some Across the Spider-Verse fanarts I did in 2023 right after seeing the movie
Oh don't worry there's more to come (:
Literally so nervous cause of the third movie :’
Idk if I’m gonna finish this but y’all can have it ig
I’ve been hyperfixating on him for like 3 weeks now help me 💀💀💀😭
I hc im as greysexual I can’t be the only one 🧍♂️
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:
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“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."
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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.