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hobie thirst account / 20yo. no minors

[illbeyourolemodel]

this is where i post my hobie brown headcanons with the tag #hobie brown headcanons. i can't be fucked to make a cute organized theme tho so browse at your own risk. feel free to chat or respond <3

everyone's welcome!

[rockstvrdotcom]

i gotchu brah

sorry guys thoughts be runnin wild after 1 am

!! // imagine overstimulating hobie until hes cryin n sobbin n twitching in your palm cumming uncontrollably

"l-love, please, can't take no more.." he involuntarily jerked up into your fist as you jerked him off roughly. he sniffled, tears welling up in his eyes after he just came in spurts of white, thick cum.

he wasn't even sure how he could still cum, and he lost track of how many times he came in your hands. "nah, i think you can take one more." you spoke mercilessly, feeling him throb and twitch.

you left soft kisses on his jaw as you laid right next to him, his cock in your hand, tip swollen. "such a pretty boy, yeah?" you murmured into his ear as he whimpered, unable to form coherent sentences.

you leaned in to kiss him as he held your free hand, tired and weak. he looked at you with half lidded eyes, kissing you back. you felt him jerk up into your palm before you crawled to the foot of your bed, releasing your grip on his dick for just a moment.

he sighed in relief, thinking it was over as tears of overstimulation flowed out of his puffy red eyes.

his relief was quickly crushed as he felt your mouth take him in, his cock hitting the back of your throat. "d- doll, pleasepleaseplease i can't, i can't-" he whined, clasping a hand over his mouth as he bucked up into your throat while you bobbed up and down.

he felt another agonizing wave of pleasure crash over him, cumming deep in your throat as you swallowed it all. he was panting desperately, his chest heaving up and down.

you slid off his cock with a 'pop' before crawling up into bed and next to him. his head was thrown back into the pillows, finally relaxing.

his breath hitched as you wrapped your hand around his dick one more time and he looked at you with pleading eyes. "i- i can't, please, hun." he begged.

"one more and we're done, i promise."

[pearlsinmyhair]

teach me

hobie brainrot. nsfw, mdni. fem!reader. inexperienced!reader. handjob.

it’s what you utter when hobie shucks of his jeans, kicking them to the side as he looks down at you. “teach you what, luv?”. and then your hand is resting over the bulge in his boxers, and all the air is out of his lungs. “teach me how to make you feel good.”

he knew that inexperience does not equate to innocence, but damn he didn’t expect you to give him a hand job immediately. but he takes it in stride, rolling you over so that you sit on his thighs. he takes himself out, showing you how to grip and tug and press your thumbs against him just right. and you’re a quick learner too, having him shivering and praising you within minutes.

“just like tha’, pretty girl. doin so good, making me feel so good.”

and then he’s cumming, groaning into your shoulder as you jack him through his orgasm. and he thinks he’s good.

then he watches as you swipe his release and bring it to your lips, sucking your fingers clean.

he’s so fucking gone.

masterlists.

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if we get some kind of reunion between these two in btsv i’ll bawl my eyes out

[miaabobriha]

Blushie-blushie!

[messylustt]

thinking about best friend?hobie who always has an arm looped around your neck, putting his whole body weight against your side until you’re forced to shove him off you. but he’d manage to tug you back by a grip to your clothes, his chin now resting against your shoulder, your back partially pressed against his front, as you’d chuckle, muttering “hobie, get off me”. he would choose not to hear you as his calloused fingers would move to play with hair. friendship pda would describe you both—just hobie—rather well. his sly touches he claims as ‘friendly’. it’s normal for a friend to kiss a friend on the neck. it’s normal for a friend to have you sit between his legs. all things normal, that are in fact far from it. that guy who had asked you out, suddenly can’t make it? hobie shrugs it off, saying what a dick he is, while simultaneously linking your fingers with his. he needs you close, especially after a hard mission. you’re his friend, you should kiss his cuts better. that’s what friends do. and if his hands begins to slip down to your inner thigh, your brows shouldn’t furrow like that, he’s a friend comforting you. and shh, yes his hand is moving lower, and yes he’s now leaving marks on your neck. marks everyone else can see. but no he doesn’t have a crush, and neither do you. you’re just best friends. and there’s nothing wrong with hobie’s touches. there’s nothing wrong with his lingering gazes. your best friend hobie. your close friend. don’t pay mind to labels even as his lips are nearing yours…

[fantides]

On their way to go annoy Miguel <3

(Ft. Meows Morales, Guin Stacy, Rabbitr Prabhakar, Margo Kestrel, and Yotie Brown)

[quozacheese]

looking out for his drummer

[imisslucasbaker]

Spiderverse tweets !!! Probably gonna post more of these later

[hobiebrownbrowser]

Ride me

🔞No Kids Allowed🔞

Hobie Brown x FEM!Reader

It wasn't common. But when Hobie wanted you to ride him he highly meant it, Grabbing your waist and not letting you get back up until you went limp in his arms. His pace far from human as he quivers out your name.

He wouldn't stop unless you both were weak, Trembling or even passed out. He wanted to feel every inch of you clenching around his cock, Milking him dry until he couldn't cum anymore.

He loved the feeling of your thighs slapping against his skin, how your cries got louder when you were close to your orgasm, Purposely hitting that delicious spot inside of you just to hear you scream.

He loved every ounce of you, Kissing down your cleavage just to see you unravel above him, Loving the way your words would crumble down into nothing but incoherent mumbles, Sweat tickling down your neck as control completely leaves you.

Your hands gripping on his wrists, trying to keep your consciousness from slipping from you. Your back bending as your whines become high-pitched whimpers. Your arousal seeping down your thighs as you'd orgasmed for a fourth time in a row.

Your soaked panties threatening too rip as he pulls them aside. Shallow breathing heightening his senses everytime he heard his name fall from your pretty little lips. Your legs trembling as he continues to abuse your swollen cunt.

Drool tickling down the corner of your mouth as you tilt your head slightly. It was all a beautiful sight in his eyes, Your pussy tightening around him, squeezing that nerve at the base of his cock, earning a breathy groan from him.

Only you could make him whimper like this. His nails digging into your hips, The sound of skin slapping skin once he finds that perfect rhythm again.

His cum coating your abdomen once his high caught up to him, Overstimulating the both of you by burying his cock deep inside of you once more, Grinding his hips until he was completely worn out, Your cunt continuing to grasp around his pulsating cock.

Your arms wrapped around his neck as you hold onto him, Legs shaking violently as your breath gets caught in your throat. Hobie whispering how good you feel wrapped around him before finally pulling himself out.

The palm of your hands resting on his shoulders as you snuggle up into his chest, too tired to even move off of him. Hobie placing a kiss on your forehead as he tells you to regain your strength, Lighting a blunt between his lips as he looks up at the ceiling.

That damn devilish smirk still plastered on his face.

[fl3shm4id3n]

I came across this picture and I thought of Hobie and y/n, specially due to his size difference.

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[hyolks]

hello everynyan

[katsumiiii]

hobie x gn! reader

hobie is definitely an adamant tease. i also see him as like crazy perceptive ??? not only because he’s a spider person but also because he’s just an observer at heart, so whatever he does to you he knows what effect it has, mentally or physically.

whenever he wants to kiss you he always guides you by your chin. one, because he knows you love the hand placement, and two, because it’s easier to bring your plump lips to his own, and he can’t help but get eager at times.

hobie and you strolled down the chaotic streets of London, his lanky arm strung around the curve of your waist as you attempted to make your way to his apartment (attempted is the key word here, hobie lived about 5 minutes away from the pub y’all were visiting, but the walk was now reaching 10 minutes seeing as hobie couldn’t keep his hands off of you, not that you were in any rush).

“come on love, jus’ one lil kiss and I’ll leave you be, yeah?” hobie gently pleaded, peering down at you through his thickened lashes.

you set the palms of your hands against his chest, appreciating the slight flex of his pecs, and pushed him away from your figure, continuing to trot down the sidewalk, “no bee, we’ve been walking forever and my feet are tired. I’ll give you a kiss when we get home.” you dramatically gestured towards your aching feet, sighing at hobie’s raised eyebrow.

“well we can’t ‘ave that can we?” he inched his fingers down towards your thighs.

“nope, so if we can pick up the—” you squealed, latching on to hobie’s bicep and he held you close to his chest, his fingers curling around the crease underneath your knees, “hobie! what the hell!?”

“wha’? you said you was havin’ trouble, jus’ tryna be a good mate.” hobie tilted his head towards your pursed lips, chuckling at your pouting expression, “‘lowe it, ‘m not puttin’ you down.”

you sighed, peering back at hobie, “you just want to give me a kiss, huh?” you teased, placing a hand towards the crook of hobie’s neck.

“and what of it?” he adjusted you so he could bring the tip of his thumb and pointer finger to your chin, grasping it softly and guiding it towards his own. you indulge him, softly kissing the plush of his lips, humming in satisfaction.

“mhm, feeling cheeky today aren’t we bee?”

“been hangin’ ‘round me too much love, startin’ to sound like me.”

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the little things || hobie brown

hobie loves it when you stay over at his dimension for the night- the punks won't bother the two of you, generally out and about on patrol, and he can take you out and show you around, if you haven't been already.

play with his hair and admire his piercings if you like, but he's warning you, his hands might creep up places they shouldn't and tickle you. you should be wary when dealing with a superhero, you know.

sneaks you into hq whenever he wants. you're miguel o'hara's worst nightmare, simply because he doesn't know when you'll pop in to say hi (with empanadas. >:( like how dare you). you have your own watch that hobie made for you so you can talk to him and won't glitch.

invites gwen, miles and pavitr over for dinner sometimes. his dinner is beans and bread. pavitr is sobbing. if you are asian or hispanic or black please make something with spices for the untraumatised little boy.

watch him tune his guitar, he'll teach to you play if you don't. if you do, he'll listen to you fiddle around and make your own tunes, no matter how much experience you have.

a/n: y'all i went to see the movie expecting to love miguel and then this punk facist-hater took my heart >:(

[yaoyaobae]

Night city 🌃

[illbeyourolemodel]

hobie won't fuck you if there's no music playing in the background.

he has a speaker he stole from walmart. it's not the best quality, and it screeches at some times, but the dick is so good you ignore it. and if the quality bothers you that bad, you could always. fuck at a live show. hobie is always down for semi-public sex.

it's mostly punk music from local bands he knows personally, but he'll let you add some of your own music, too.

he fucks on beat