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hobie brown w a chubby reader ?? 🙏🙏

it would be such a horrific shame if any 18+ chubby hobie lovers followed me and dm’d me UGHHHH what an AWFUL thing to happen (pls god i’m begging it’s my kryptonite)

also i’m worried this is a tad afab biased, but absolutely no pronouns or afab body parts mentioned (i am plus sized so this is slight projection)

hobie brown x plus size!reader

he is in love with every single part of you. and he MEANS it.

chubby thighs, bigger arms, pudgy stomach, stretch marks, anything. it belongs to you, so he’s head over heels. he’s obsessed.

when you first met, you wore these soft, cotton pants that hugged your thighs and stomach tightly and that man thought his knees were about to give way. eyes glued to you like he’d seen heaven, he couldn’t stop staring, thoughts far from respectful. at first you were convinced he was judging you, insecure under his heavy gaze, shrinking into your skin.

but when he approached you, and his face had this sort of ‘i think you could make me believe in god’ kind of expression, you melted into him entirely.

he’d constantly buy/make/steal his clothes in bigger sizes, telling you it’s because he preferred a comfier fit. it was a lie, but he’d never admit that because one morning, you trudged out of his bedroom wearing an old t-shirt of his that he’d discarded years ago, an old band that he’d grown out of, and his poor heart doubled in size at the sight. it hugged your hips, pulling against your soft skin in all the perfect places, and he swore he felt light-headed – treasuring the image for his daydreams.

“look fuckin’ unreal, darlin’.” he’d mutter, and pull you flush against him.

you might’ve been secure in yourself and your body most of the time, but just as everyone experiences, there were nights that had you covering every part of your skin and shying away from the mirrors that haunted your walls. on these nights, hobie was there with a heart full of affection and a mouth that could say and do wonders. in his eyes, you were heaven’s descendant, and he was baffled that you couldn’t see it yourself.

gently, he’d run his hands along all the places you were insecure about, lips trailing behind closely, whispering sweet nothings into your skin. not inherently sexual, but he was prepared to do whatever it takes for you to see yourself through his love-heart shaped eyes.

picture it. date night, maybe second or third, and he was waiting outside your apartment door, leant up against the frame with his guitar slung over his shoulder, and a freshly-stolen bouquet of flowers clasped between his ringed fingers. the first date had been a success, and it was difficult to find a single second of the day where you weren’t on his mind, so he’d be lying if his chest didn’t bubble with anticipation.

“coming,” your voice hummed through the wood, and his lips curled into an excited smirk.

a wave of your scent hit him as you opened door, the hot air of your apartment spilling out into the hallway. smiling up at him, you almost felt the need to cower under his gaze – strong, trained on you as he took in your appearance.

god, you looked stunning. every single inch of clothing wrapped you perfectly, dark black attire that just held you in all the right ways, presenting every curve, every bundle of soft skin, every inch of you to him on a silver platter and his stomach was fluttering with adoration. and it was all for him.

fair to say, you skipped any prior plans you had that night.

he takes pride in you no matter what you look like, as long as your heart shares the same tenderness as his own, he doesn’t care what size you are.

#hobie brown #hobie brown imagine #hobie brown drabble #hobie brown fluff #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown fanfiction #hobie brown x you #hobie #atsv hobie #hobie x reader #hobie spiderverse #hobie my beloved #hobie headcanons #hobie x you #hobie smut #astv hobie #spiderpunk #spider punk x you #spider punk #spider punk x reader #across the spiderverse #love-bitesz #anon #— mine #plus size

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i swear i almost died just now? like god damn😭

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WHY DID I ONLY JUST SEE THIS??? 🪐 ARE YOU OKAY????

#🪐 anon

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hi! how are u doing? c:

hi angel!

i’m!!!!!!! im here!!!! i’m very stressed atm ngl BUT things r all going in the right direction so i’m getting there :’)

i wanna say sorry for not being active!!! :( sooo many things have been going on & work has been so demanding, but im working on the ghostface fic rn and im hoping to get it out soon. sorry everyone! :(

and sorry to all the anons & reqs, i haven’t had a lot of time recently. i love you all so so much, though. appreciate every single one of you.

how are you anon??!! thank u for asking sm :’)

#anon #update

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this is gonna be GRAPHIC i'm sorry y'all.... soft hobie is merely a dream in this fic

ghostface!hobie brown x reader …. no? just me? …

hehe might be in the works …

#hot tho #am i sick in the head for this? #maybe

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ghostface!hobie brown x reader …. no? just me? …

hehe might be in the works …

#hobie brown #across the spiderverse #hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader #hobie my beloved #hobie #atsv hobie #hobie spiderverse #spiderpunk #hobie brown x you

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what would hobie do in a situation where reader, who’s a new spider person (like pavitr, like they got bitten by the spider few months ago or smth) had just went through their canon event?? whether it be what he would do after the event or during is completely up to you, im just curious and i have hobie brainrot rn LMAOAOAO

ofc if u don’t wanna do this request thats completely fine, have a good rest of ur day/night!!

hobie x gn!reader

warnings: death, family member dying, very (very) brief description of a dead body, but nothing graphic at all. hobie just wants u to be safe n happy :( he’s been through that grief and his heart hurts knowing you’re abt to go through it too :(

you couldn’t move.

your watch emitted a blaring, shrill alarm, miguel desperately trying to make contact, but you were frozen. bones aching, numb, all you could do was stare at the scene in front of you with watery eyes.

“i-,” your body betrayed you, catching your words as they try to escape, clawing at the walls of your throat as they get dragged back down into the growing pit in your stomach. falling to your knees, numb to the feeling of rubble against your bones, you picked up a slab of concrete and threw it to the side.

“uncle ben.”

it was all you could muster, voice small and hoarse, and if a mouse had squeaked at the same time, you would’ve lost in comparison. shaking hands rising to touch his face, a strangled choke broke out at the cold, lifeless skin that met your trembling fingertips. he looked strangely peaceful, sending a bolt of pain directly to your heart.

“no-no, please, uncle ben,” your thoughts unravelled, grabbing at his shirt, as if you could shake the life back into his bones, “please, i can’t do this– i can’t do this without you.”

you’d only been a “spider person” for 4 months. only 4 months of navigating the most isolating, terrifying journey with no one but your dear uncle by your side. he’d grown with you, seeing you muster from dangling off climbing frames in playgrounds as a child, to scaling buildings and saving lives. not a day went past when he wasn’t there with you, holding your hand through the unfathomable changes.

it all happened so quickly. one moment, you’re fighting an anomaly, bashing around the streets of your earth, leading the monster further away from the crowds – until it threw itself, headfirst into a neighbouring building, office blocks, you think to yourself, nothing too serious. that is, until you trap it, ready to send it back to miguel with ease, and lay eyes on the scene it left behind. people crushed under concrete, glass shattered the streets, and a familiar face unconscious on the pavement.

“y/n,” a voice sounds from behind you, but your soul is too busy trying to claw it’s way out of your chest to notice, or care. you laid on his unmoving torso, heart ripping at the vacancy of its usual heaving.

“y/n,” it sounded again, and a twang of familiarity shone its way through the darkness.

“he’s–” you sobbed, reluctantly lifting your head, “i couldn’t save him, i– it’s all my fault, hobie.”

“shh, come ‘ere,” you barely felt his arms wrapping around you, your body was numb. it’s like you were a ghost, haunting your own skin – a poltergeist in the wind.

regardless, you fell into him, gripping his leather vest until your knuckles were white. sobbing into his chest, his ringed hand came up to calm you, running it softly over the curves of your spine, voice low as he whispers into you, “it ain’t your fault, love.”

“you two, you need to get back—” miguel’s voice came booming from a growing portal, spider-people spilling into your dimension, ready to bring the anomaly home, until hobie cut him off sternly.

“fuck off, miguel,” he spat, pulling his arms tighter around you, feeling as though if he held you close enough, he could shelter you from the grief. maybe, if he kept you in his arms, he could carry the burden of your loss on his own studded shoulders. but, he knew he couldn’t, he’d been there before – they all had. all he could do was be there for you, a hand to hold and shoulder to cry on.

and so that’s exactly what he did.

“love, gonna come stay with me for a bit, yeah?” he whispered into your hair, and you nodded weakly, his heart surged, “just ‘til you feel a’ight.”

he placed a kiss – gentle, safe – to your forehead.

“i’ll look after you, darlin’.”

#hobie brown #hobie brown fanfiction #hobie brown imagine #hobie brown drabble #hobie brown fluff #hobie brown angst #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie my beloved #atsv hobie #hobie headcanons #hobie #astv hobie #hobie x y/n #hobie x you #hobie spiderverse #hobie x reader #across the spiderverse #spiderpunk #spiderman x reader #spider punk #spider punk x you #spider punk x reader #love-bitesx #— mine

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ANNA U CANT IM SITTING ON MY BATHROOM FLOOR JUST HEART EYES AT YOU RIGHT NOW. you’re the sweetest, kindest, purest soul i’ve met in a very very long time, and with all my heart, i hope the kindness you put out into the world comes back to you tenfold. you make my day so much sometimes with your little tags and comments and your writing is INCREDIBLE. your rockstar hobie fic genuinely is still rent free in my brain. adore you so much my love 🫶🏻

love letters !!

in light of 200, i really wanted to do something, just for fun, so here is me gushing about my mutuals !! i’m not the best at engaging with people on here, so i thought this might be a good way of doing that. if this is annoying, feel free to ignore ofc. there’s so many more mutuals that i haven’t even mentioned, but know that i see you guys and i love you all !!

@love-bitesx —mia !! i think you already know how much i appreciate you and your writing, but i decided to remind you again anyway. you were the first person i spoke to on here and i’m ever so glad i did !! all the requests you fulfil are always so lovely and detailed, and always warm my heart, you execute ideas in the best possible way and your dialogue is always perfect, i’m constantly jealous of your talent !!

@emaildraft — camie, i literally will not shut up about your writing. everything of yours that i’ve read so far has been so soft and beautiful, i absolutely adore the way you describe settings and the characters themselves, the picture you create is always something so sweet and lovely !! everything you write has such a gentle atmosphere, if that makes sense, and i always end up longing for that myself !! not to mention your blog theme — it’s angelic, and so very pretty — and all your comments on my blurbs bring me so much joy.

@baynetta — you’re literally one of the kindest people on here, eyza !! your fics always have me blushing, gosh, and your theme ? absolutely wonderful, it’s so pretty !! i love how everything of yours flows so beautifully, how you build tension in your writing, (it drives me insane), and how you characterise miguel (it’s so accurate !!). i’m so happy to have interacted with you, you’re so sweet, and i would’ve definitely been upset if i never stumbled across your blog !! when you rb my work my heart literally stops !!

@messylustt — i honestly still can’t believe we’re mutuals, like your writing and your ideas are so brilliant, i’m always so happy when i remember you’re around !! you’re so kind to everyone and so polite with all your asks, it’s no wonder everyone wants to interact with you !! i really hope you never stop writing because everything you make is so well-written, i can’t wait to see what you have coming up next !!

@pearlsandcoconuts — i know i’ve already said this, but your writing is genuinely poetry. like that fic about hobie + his partner being holy ? it’s imprinted on my mind !! i’m so glad i came across that fic and your other works, i haven’t been the same since !! you also seem like such a lovely person, all of your feedback means the world, i appreciate you so much !!

@q2ie — ain, you’re the queen of blog themes !! your blog is literally so pretty and so very well organised, you have so many talents and you’re so creative !! as you already know, i adore your writing and i love interacting with you !! you’re so sweet and kind, i’m so happy we’re mutuals, i just know you’re going to get so very popular on here (but i have no doubt you are already !!)

@moralesluvr — gabi !! like i said, it is an absolute honour to be mutuals with you !! your writing is unbelievable, i’m honestly left speechless after your miguel fics, i love how you mix such soft moments with ones far more intimate — just the way you structure your blurbs and that is so wonderful !! you’re also just so kind generally, your compliments are always so lovely, i adore you !!

@miguelism — i don’t think we have spoken before, but just wanted to mention how much i appreciate you and your writing !! i literally have not stopped thinking about this fic of yours, i’m actually in love with how you described him, it’s literally how i imagined him in my mind !! not to mention how lovely your writing is, it’s so good !! i’m definitely going to have to catch up on your works sometime.

@likedovesinthewindd — i don’t think we’ve really spoken either, but your writing for hobie is always so sweet !! i adore all your work and you seem like such a nice person, i hope we get to interact more !! your nav is also so very pretty, i absolutely love it oh my gosh !!

#i cry #this is my baby #THIS IS THE SWEETEST IDEA AS WELL YOURE AN ANGEL #purest soul #anna 🎀

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HI MY DARLINGS 🫶🏻

sorry abt the lack of posting atm!! i’m back at work this week & been so so busy, i’m writing little bits in my spare time but i’m absolutely cooked atm

i am working on stuff!! just hoping u don’t all think i’m abandoning u bc my uploads r gonna slow down a little as i get back into work & other thingsssd :p

i love u all! thank u for ur ongoing support 🫶🏻

#all my love for u #love-bitesx

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“our lil marlin” SHUT UPPPP THATS SO CUTE R U KIDDING ME this is so good!!! a part 2 would be unreal, love this oh em gee

It’s All Written Down

Hobie Brown x Spidey!F!Reader

Tags: Angst, Miguel being a prick, protective Hobie,

Summary: Due to your silent nature, you haven’t been the best at bonding with people. Miguel and Jess decided to give you a chance due to your skills. But as time passes, and the only person you warm up to is Hobie, Miguel’s patience grows thin and he decides to hold a meeting, without you, to make the call that you can’t be a part of the team anymore. You end up overhearing them and decide to make it easier by just listening to Miguel… and leaving.

Hobie should’ve known something was off when you weren’t at the meeting. He thought you might be late but even that was a stretch knowing you. It seemed that he was the only one who really knew you, no one else picking up on your disappearance.

You’d always been a ‘lone wolf’ of sorts… not because you wanted to be, but because you weren’t the type to really approach people, or even open up to them. You’d always learned that being quiet kept you out of trouble, it also kept you out of people’s hair.

Hobie picked up on it the moment you joined, you hadn’t taken your mask off once the day you arrived, it immediately intrigued him. He ended up commenting “love that anti-establishment vibe ya got, all going against the grain by not showing your face to these A tier strangers. I like it” you only gave a small nod, that was all it took for him to become fascinated by you.

He’d run up to you whenever he saw you at HQ, rambling on about his most recent demonstration or performance. He didn’t expect a response, rather liking how you’d only nod your head or let out short laughs when he cracked a joke. “Nah, I can only tell you this stuff, seeing as Miguel would get all on my ass bout it” when he hears your soft laugh he grins.

“Was that a laugh? Eh?” When you ignore him, and glance away he just pokes at your arm. “I know ya got your mask on but I can tell you’re grinnin” you try to nudge him away playfully, “you can’t tell nothing” but he continues to poke at you before throwing his arm around your shoulder. “I can read you like a book” He was right, you were smiling… the fact that he knew only made you smile more.

You’d have never expected Hobie to be so warm to you. Your silent and curt nature often pushed others away, thinking you were narcissistic or self-centered, or even just straight up strange. But not Hobie, he’d welcomed you with open arms, not trying to change you, or make fun of you. He made you feel safe.

After the first month, you began to spend more nights in Hobie’s dimension, killing time together, simply enjoying each others company. And one day, as you both decided to knock out for the night, you took off you mask right in front of him. Freezing immediately as you did. He hadn’t seen your face yet, no one in the team had.

When you began to stay over, he had made you a little sign to put on the door handle of his guest room which read “Mask off, so fuck off”. It made you giggle when he gave it to you and he just shrugged. “Wanna make you feel comfortable Briney Marlin, especially if you plan on crashing here more often” you found the act endearing.

“Briney Marlin?” You tilt your head and he just smiles at you. “It’s cockney love. For darlin’… is it alright if I call you that?” You think for a moment but nod “I don’t mind Marlin” and from then on that was his little nickname for you, you liked it cause it was unique… and cause it was from him.

But now, there you stood, mask in hands, eyes looking down at it. You look at Hobie’s figure lying on his bed with wide eyes, his eyes still focused on the guitar in his lap, he wasn’t even looking at you. You don’t speak, so he does. “I haven’t seen a thing yet Marlin… you can still put it back on” those words warmed your heart, you pause for a moment, thinking over his offer, but decide otherwise, shaking your head slightly and smiling.

“No. That’s alright” at those words he looks up at you, his eyes focusing on your features, he then gives you a reassuring smile. “Well aren’t you just ravishing love” he said it in a tone which made your face heat, but there was still a platonic nature to it. Letting you know that he wasn’t going to make a big fuss over this.

After that, you never wore your mask in Hobie’s place, enjoying that it was only in his company that you feel comfortable enough to do it. Over the three months you’ve been with the team, you bonded the most with Hobie, you became practically inseparable at HQ and the more comfortable you got with him, you slowly became more comfortable with the others.

You did a lot of missions together, getting to know the team more, specifically Gwen and Pavitr, seeing as they both knew Hobie in a similar way you did. Although, it did warm your heart how often Hobie would choose to walk with you, even if it was just to ramble to you about his life.

However you still didn’t open up to them about your life outside of your spider-persona. They didn’t seem to have any problems with you, just happy to hear your voice more and seeing you become more confident in taking action during the missions. You really didn’t think there were any problems with your secrecy.

That was… until todays meeting. You were at Hobie’s place, fidgeting with a small tennis ball he kept somewhere among the mess of clothes, stolen gadgets, and music gear. You had no clue where he was, you hadn’t gotten any info about a meeting at HQ and just thought he was out. Even though he usually told you when he was.

Back at HQ, everyone stood around waiting until Miguel finally walked in. “Perfect. Everyone’s here” he says before standing at the front, hands on his hips. Before he can begin, Hobie speaks up. “Oi, wait a sec, Marlin isn’t here, I’ll call her over” he goes to pull out his phone but stops when Miguel speaks “No. She’s not a part of this meeting”

Everyone looks at Miguel now, brows furrowed before exchanging glances with one another. “What d’you mean by that?” Hobie tried to hide his growing unease, not liking the tense mood shift in the air. Miguel just lets out a long breath, Jess butting in with a hushed voice. “Told you they aren’t gonna like this…”

“They don’t even know what ‘this’ is” Miguel retorts back. Hobie then steps forward, closer to the front, closer to Miguel. “And I already don’t like it… seeing as it doesn’t involve our lil Marlin” Miguel brings a hand up, rubbing his eyes before pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Just hear me out. Then we’ll discuss it.” At that Hobie just nods as a sign for him to explain. The others moving in closer, curiosity growing as more silence fills the room.

You sigh, checking the time again, feeling as if it was passing slower. You sit up on the bed, tapping your fingers on the bedsheets impatiently. You finally stand up and decide to look for Hobie. “Maybe he got hung up at HQ…” you think to yourself, using your watch gizmo to open up a portal to it. Stepping through it.

As you walk through HQ, greeting a few other spider-people with a kind nod or short wave. You ask a few of them if they’ve seen Hobie. Most of them shake their heads before one finally points to the main room where Miguel usually is. You thank them then continue walking.

As you walk closer to the main room, you hear raised voices, quieting your footsteps. “That’s not fair to her Miguel!” Gwen’s voice sounds frustrated, and you can then hear Miguel’s stern one. “It’s the best move for everyone. You can’t deny her lack of communication skills” your brows furrow as you begin to wonder why you weren’t invited to this meeting.

“Doesn’t make her any less valuable” your ears perk up at Hobie’s voice. You’ve never heard him talk like this, his tone serious and hostile, as you peeked your head around you saw his expression was full of rage. “I’m sorry Hobie but your ‘Marlin’ just isn’t fit for this work” that’s when you step back in shock, realizing they were talking about you.

“What, just because she doesn’t like to run her mouth?” You watch as Miles also steps in, feeling your heart warm at everyone standing up for you. Peter then tries to calm everyone down with a soft voice “Miguel just listen to them… you can’t make such a rash decision for her. I’m guessing she doesn’t even know about this?” Miguel’s silence tells him everything he needs to know.

“That sounds about right. You’re being a right prick… and you don’t even seem apologetic for it!” Hobie raises his voice which causes everyone to look at him, shocked. Expect Miguel, whose expression only becomes more stern as he tilts his head up looking down at the Brit.

“You’re right, I’m not. But don’t worry, she’ll get a choice… either she does solo missions or she leaves” you take another step back, fully grasping the situation. The voices of the others begin to fade out as you start to get caught up in your thoughts.

“Miguel you can’t put that much on a kid… she only joined 3 months ago, you really think she’ll manage on her own?” Peter speaks with his voice laced in concern, Miguel looks at him, expression reading indifference. “That’s up to her. Do you think she’ll manage on her own?”

Everyone goes silent. Not because they don’t think you’re capable, but because they don’t know how to respond. That is until Hobie speaks up. “She’d manage just fine, but we both know she’s built to work in a team, solo missions are too much pressure” Miguel then shrugs and simply says “Well… then maybe she should choose option two”

Those are the final words you hear before you decide to run off, opening a portal back to Hobie’s apartment. You jump through and then stumble before sitting down on the bed. You try to control your breathing, feeling as if your heart was beating out of your chest. You take off your mask, hoping it would help.

‘Maybe she should choose option two…’ Miguel’s words ring in your mind. As much as you wanted to deny it, you thought he was right. You weren’t ready to work solo, the idea of trying to contain an anomaly all by yourself? You weren’t ready for that. You realize that this is exactly what Miguel wanted…

He knew you wouldn’t be ready to complete missions by yourself, so he gave you only one other option. To leave. You quickly search the room, finding a pen and paper and began to write something down. Trying to find the right words… the right way to say goodbye. To you, the only thing that was worse then this, would be saying goodbye to Hobie’s face.

Hobie stood face to face with Miguel, their foreheads practically touching, the others swear sparks could be seen between their heads. “Back down you old Geezer…” Hobie smirked as he spoke, wanting to get under Miguel’s skin. He knew he succeeded as he watches him bare his teeth as a low growl can be heard in his throat.

That’s when Peter steps in, putting both his hands on Miguel’s chest, meanwhile Pavitr begins to pull Hobie away as well. “Both of you… relax. This decision isn’t even final until we talk to her about it. I’m sure we’ll figure something out” his tone is calm but cautious, not wanting to upset either of them.

Gwen nods in agreement. Pavitr gently pats Hobie’s shoulder trying to get him to calm down. Hobie then shrugs off Pavitr’s touch, and then puts his hands in his pockets. “You were never on her side…” he scowls towards Miguel before walking off. Ignoring the calls of his friends from behind him.

He opens up a portal back to his place, feeling his body relax slightly as he steps through. He places his guitar against the wall and looks around. “Marlin? Ya there?” He calls out to you, but hears nothing. He throws his mask onto his bed, his brows furrow as he spots a note next to where it landed.

He picks it up and immediately recognizes your hand writing, he feels his breath catch in his throat as he begins to read it. He slowly moves to sit down on the bed, gripping the note tighter the more he reads.

Dear Hobie,

I choose option two. I hope you’re not mad at me… I can’t bear the idea of you remembering me in anger. I just couldn’t tell you this to your face. I went looking for you and then overheard your meeting with the others… I understand why you guys didn’t invite me. I’m not fit to be a part of this team. You’re the only one I really trust, the only person who I comfortable enough with to drop my spider-persona around… I can’t thank you enough for that. Please don’t look for me, I did what I had to do, but couldn’t leave without finding some way of saying goodbye. So here’s it is… all written down. Goodbye Hobie… I’ll miss you.

Your Marlin.

Once he read it all he curses under his breathe, then notices your watch next to him on the bed. He picks it up, recognizing the small customizations you both put on the band together. The way it matched his own. It made him smile at the memory but then he felt grief all over again.

He grabs his mask, putting it on hastily before pocketing both the note and your watch. “Where did you go Marlin… you’re not leaving me that easily” he jumps out of his window and swings off into the night.

#sobbing at everyone standing up for them #could actually cry #OUR LITTLE MARLIN SHUT UR MOUTHHH #obsessed #reblogs

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HEHJEBAJSBSJSBJAHA?? THE HOBIE FICS HELLO??

i’m squealing and giggling and kicking my feet at 3 am my heavens 🤭🤭

I ONLY JUST SAW THIS BUT ARGHGHRGHGR I LOVE U!!!!! THANK UUU

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Hi! I’m the anon who requested the one where Hobie kisses the reader’s hand and yes, it was inspired by that one fanart where he does the same thing!

thank u sm anon for that request!! it was my fav to do so i appreciate it sm, and thank u for ur support!

im acc obsessed with the fanart it unlocked something actually primal

#whew #crazy #anons

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OMG HI yk about the Hobie kissing your palm fic?? I found some fanart and I feel like it matches it perfectly omg

https://twitter.com/superrbanana/status/1672097890267983873?s=46&t=msFANi6Xy9FnSYK19_O2vA

THIS IS WHAT I HAD IN MIND OMGGGG their art is UNREAL i'm so in love w it

#the one with him in a collar?? WHEW #super talented #thank u anon #anons

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Hello!! I just wanna say your writings are so good! And the hobie ones I am in LOVE with❤️

You’re one shots are heavenly istg, you describe everything so perfectly like it goes in my brain so smoothly! I’m honestly addicted to one shots like yours! Stg I go back to my likes and read em again :)

I was also thinking if I could or should request something but I got scared cause I didn’t know how to do the trigger warning stuff like— do I just put it in parentheses at the top Orr?? Anyways I’m probably going to do one request one at some point cause I love your writing so much and because I think I’ve seen Heaven with your writing. I can finally read something without zoning out and having to reread it again :D

oh my god????? this is the best message ive ever received??? "i think ive seen heaven with your writing" jesus christ im gonna tattoo that onto my brain

this means the world oh em gee!! thank you for your beautiful words <3

with tw's!! honestly it's anything at the start of your ask that just says what the warnings could be. something like:

(tw: [whatever it is])

on just any kind of sensitive subject (death, mental health issues, sa, etc.) or anything you think needs a warning :)

just so others can read that first and decide whether to read or not! i'll always include a warning, but it's useful if it's in the ask as well :D thank you!!!

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hey-yo! I just stopped by to say that I'm in love with the text hobie x readerreader where he kisses your hand 🥺🥺🥺🥺 it was so sweet and loving, love your texts, they are amazing ❤️ my fav spidey-writer!

argh!!! thank u sweetie 🫶🏻 i appreciate it sm, it was my fav to write atm! v proud of it

“fav spidey-writer” i’m gonna cry ilysm

#thank u :’) #gonna cry

[love-bitesx]

You probably did see my comment on AO3, I have the same name there as I do here!

And you should be proud! It's wonderful!

thank u sweetheart!!! appreciate it sm!!!

#thank u!

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AAAAAHHHH the kiss on the hand! So cute and your descriptions!!!! Brb going to reread it a thousand times

it’s my fav i’ve written in a while LMAO i’m so proud of it ngl

THANKUUUU HOPE U ENJOYED IT!!!! mwah MWAH

also i might be wrong but i think i saw u comment on my ao3 stories and thank u sm 🫶🏻 appreciate ur support massively

#thank u!!!!

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this is what i had in mind hehe!!! love this art so much

OMG OMG IMAGINE YOU PUTTING YOUR HAND ON HOBIE’S FACE AND THEN HE INSTEAD TILTS HIS HEAD SO HE KISSES YOUR PALM AAAAA 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

ANONNNNNNNNNNNN I LOVE YOU

hobie x gn!reader

sweet lavender hung in the air, wafting through your apartment as the incense stick burnt down to its stem, clumps of scented ash crumbling onto the wooden window sill. gentle hum of music emanating from the decorated stereos, uniting elegantly with the whisper of traffic on the streets below your window.

hobie’s weight held you flush against the sofa cushions, legs tangled like web, hovering over you. veined hand running along your thigh, across your hip, stomach, anywhere he could reach. it wasn’t suggestive, nothing inappropriate, just the gentle touch of a lover – drinking in your skin through his fingertips. content hum vibrating your throat, hobie lowered his head to nip at your collarbone, a path of tender kisses leading to-and-from your lips.

it was a treasured moment. you finally had him to yourself – no patrol duties, no grumpy miguel chirping away, no missions or grand tragedies – just your hobie, soft to the touch, present with you for as long as he wanted. there was no rush, no need, no pressure, simply his lips sipping on your sweet aroma; a scent that refuses to leave his clothes, his skin, his mind. he doesn’t complain.

ghosting your fingertips along his arm, following the veins that wrapped his forearm like ivy, you danced across the distantly scarred skin of his chest, his body melting in your wake. your movements were slow, steady, and he grew restless in anticipation. teasing along his neckline, following the lines of his throat, you rested both hands on his cheeks – soft, but jagged from stubble.

cupping his face kindly, you succumbed to his dark brown eyes, half-lidded as he smirks down at you. no words were necessary, your eyes told him everything he needed to know, and he hoped that his carried the same sentiment. and boy, they did. dark with passion, and lined with a look that said nothing but ‘i love you’, lashes sitting pretty as you looked at him in awe.

turning his head, he placed a kiss to your open palm, eyes still trained on you and if his hands weren’t still firm on your waist, you could’ve sworn you’d turned to liquid and melted into the couch, putty in his hands.

“you have no idea what you do to me, hobie,” you whisper softly, so soft it falls through his chest like heaven, and he wishes he could bottle the sound.

placing another kiss, further down, and one more onto your wrist, your skin erupted into goosebumps, body shifting underneath him, and this time, it didn’t feel so innocent.

“why don’t you show me, then, darlin’?”

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