A Lot Of People Say They Found Hobie Annoying At First When He Was Establishing Hs Punk Credentials ("I

A lot of people say they found Hobie annoying at first when he was establishing hs punk credentials ("I don't believe in teams or consistency/I'll do it but not because you asked me to/it's a metaphor for capitalism" etc.), but what they need to realize is that he's doing a bit. All Spider-people (except Miguel) become comedians when they're wearing the mask. Hobie happens to have a very dry sense of humor; so while he's masked up his jokes are self-aware exaggerations of 'the punk persona'. Not that he doesn't sincerely hold those beliefs (it's made clear he does when he helps sabotage Spider HQ's unethical trans-dimension surveillance network), just that "I don't believe in comedy! Just kidding!" is what you say when you know how most people perceive 'punks' and enjoy fucking with them a little.

‘Blowing off Steam’ Hobie/Spiderpunk smut

When Hobie is feeling the stress of his job and needs to blow off some steam.

Warnings: Penetrative sex, shower sex, cream pie.

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The nighttime air was as crisp as it usually was. Y/n’s room was cold, window open just incase Hobie felt the need to drop by. The past couple nights he had been coming in incsreasingly more hurt, his hands bruised and teeth laced with blood.

As the night began to past, she decided to take a shower instead of waiting up for Hobie. The warm water eased her nerves and calmed her mind as she washed her body. Then suddenly she head a thud coming from her room.

There was shuffling out there, then the door to the bathroom opened and closed.

“Hobie?”

“Hm?” He mumbled, stripping off his mask and boots and immediately stepping into the shower.

“Hobie!” Y/n exclaimed, eyes wide as he wraped his arms around her naked body.

“Baby you’re still wearing your clothes.”

“Didn’t have time to take ‘em off. Just needed to hold you.” He mumbled, pressing his face in the crook of her neck.

“Bad day?” Y/n asked, slowly pulling down the zipper of his spiderman suit. Hobie wasnt hurt in the slightest, maybe that was a bad thing.

“yeah.” He mumbled, beginning to take his pants off. Soon he was naked, still holding her loosely.

Y/n pressed a kiss to his arm before beggining to rub his body down with soap. Hobie groaned as her fingers ran over his shoulders, massaging the skin there.

“Youre so good to me.” He said, leaning down to press his lips to hers. His large hands traveled down to her hips, his thumbs massaging the skin there. Y/n wraped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. She playfully caught his lip ring between her teeth and tugged on it.

Quickly Hobie picked her up, pulling her legs around his waist. He pressed her against the side of the shower, breaking the kiss to nip at her neck.

One of his hands reached down and carefully stroked his half-hard length.

“Hobie I need it.” Y/n mumbled into his ear, her fingers dancing over his chest.

“You need it?” He smirked.

“My baby needs me just like I need her, doesnt she?” He groaned, already sliding the tip up and down her already wet slit. He slid in and bottomed out in one smooth stroke, closing his eyes and relishing in the warmth of her cunt.

“Fuck I might’ve been thinking ‘bout this all day.” He mumbled, placing both hands under her ass and beginning to deliver deep strokes.

Y/n threw her head back, whining and squeezing his shoulder every time Hobie’s tip dragged against her walls.

Hobie pulled his hips back, then slammed into her with a bit of force. He smirked at y/n’s squeak, continuing his actions. His eyes rolled back as she moaned his name over and over, the warm shower water still hitting his back.

“I know, I know.” He cooed, cuping y/n face with one of his hands.

“Mhm, yeah.” He teased, mimicking her moans.

“Youre so beautiful.”

Hobie pressed his lips to hers again, his hand coming down to circle her clit with his thumb.

“Hobie please-” She moaned, hands clawing at his wet back as his thrusts began to pick up speed.

“Cum for me. cmon baby.” He mumbled, angling his thrusts to hit a different spot. He bit his lip as y/n legs locked around his waist. Her walls clamped down on his, her warmth milking him as she came. Hobie groaned loudly, thrusting his load into her until he had nothing left.

He breathed a deep sigh, rubbing y/n’s side with his hand.

“Still having a bad day?” She asked quietly. Hobie pressed his face into her shoulder with a stiffled laugh.

“I cant have a bad day when Im with you.”

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paring: hobie brown x gn!reader

warnings: nothing rlly, just fluff and cheesy romance lol

a/n: made this for my friend so it might be a litttleee bad

summary: hobie sneaks into your room, waking you up from your sleep.

you flip around in your sheets, shielding yourself from the cold air escaping into your bedroom from the slightly open window. you bury your head into the pillow, dozing off into a deep sleep. as you roll around, a loud thud is heard from your rooftop — then follows a series of footsteps coming down towards the stairs outside your apartment. the window opens wider with a quiet squeak while a pair of boots hits the floor. you cover your head with the blanket. hobie chuckles, making an effort to walk over to you quietly, and slowly. he sits on the edge of your bed making sure to remove his jacket and shoes.

“hey,” he whispers as he leans into you. you don’t budge. his large hand travels to your arm, shaking you slightly. “love,” he whispers out again. you whine in protest. he laughs, sliding his hand down to your back. you turn your head, squinting into the darkness. “hobie?” you mumble. “mhm.” he says with a grin. “didn’t know you were goin’ to be asleep.” you shrug as you turn your whole body to face him. you scoot over to the wall, patting the empty spot next to you softly. he snickers as he settles himself next to you. he plants kisses from your forehead, then to your nose, your cheek, quickly to your lips, and all the way to your neck. you giggle at the sensation, pushing his shoulders away from you, teasingly. “i missed you,” he mutters as he hugs your waist. “really?” he looks down at you, jokingly furrowing his brows with a large frown. “yes, of course i missed you.”

you kiss him on the lips, “i missed you more.” he shakes his head. “i doubt that.” you roll your eyes, you take a moment to pull him closer, hugging him tightly. you listen to the faint heartbeat in his chest. his hand comes up to stroke the back of your neck. he leans down to kiss you again. you rub your eyes, yawing quietly. “i got no sleep last night,” he tilts his head, “mm, why’s that?” you look back up at him, “because your god awful band kept me awake aaallll niighhttt.” you mumbled, dragging out the last words. he laughs, “please, you love my band.” you hum in response. although you had been dating hobie for a while, you still had the same nervous knot in your stomach everytime he entered a room. the longer you looked into his eyes, the faster your face seemed to heat up. you turn away, hiding your smile into his shoulder. “what?” he chuckles. you shake your head, just laying in his arms quietly.

the peaceful ambience from the streets of london rattled against your open window, filling the room with the much needed noise. “you know, this is nice,” he said, his voice soft in the quiet room. you turned to him, meeting his gaze. “yea,” you replied, feeling a blush start to creep across your cheeks. “i’m glad we're doing this,” he said, looking at you with a small smile. you giggle awkwardly, “doing what, laying in the same bed?” he laughs sarcastically in response to your question. “no, no, i meant i’m glad we’re together like this. it’s…” he stops for a minute to think about his words. “…intimate,” you raise an eyebrow. “intimate?” you repeat back. “yeah, you know — i mean we’re cuddling, just yapping our ass off about how much we love each other.”

you both stare at each other for a moment, neither of you able to look away. “i’m the luckiest guy in the universe,” he said, breaking the silence. you beamed, feeling your heart beat in your chest, your hands resting on the back of his neck. “i can see you sweating.” he whispers. you scoff, “stop it, you’re ruining the mood.” he grins, leaning down in one swift movement, his parted lips found yours, and you melted into the kiss. you both laid there, absorbing each others presence, warm bodies pressed up against one another. his large hands roam around your body, softly squeezing at your waist. you wrap your arms around his shoulders in an attempt to get even closer. the space between you had disappeared — and only the faint noises of sighs escaped your mouths. when you finally pulled away, you both lay across each other, breathing heavily. “see what i mean? you’re too good for me.” he gives you a sly grin.

you couldn't help but return his smile. “yea, okay,” you replied, feeling content and love struck. your relationship with hobie seemed to have strengthened after the kiss you two had shared. you both curled up together, hobie holding you tightly as you drifted off back to sleep.

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Hobie Brown likes your tattoos.

You were asleep, warm in the comfort of the cushions and pillows of your own bed. With your stomach flat on the mattress and a leg draped on a pillow, it was the position most comfortable to you. You planned to sleep in until late in the afternoon but you flinch once you feel cold rings on your hip.

The shorts you were wearing didn't differ from your underwear, covered the same parts but just had different labels. So the tattoo on your left hip was completely exposed to whoever sees you. You felt the space in front of you dip.

"I didn't expect you here so soon," you mumble, a small smile on your lips as your eyes peek open a slight bit. Though, you didn't need to. You knew who it was from his presence alone.

His fingers continue to trace the outline of your tattoo, staring at it with no other intention than to admire it. "Wasn't s'pposed to." You hear him chuckle. He snuck out again.

"Hobie, at this rate, you'll get fired from your job," you say, trying your best to contain the giggles from the ticklish feeling of his fingers. You know he always did what he wanted and answered to no one but you couldn't help to be a little worried.

"Don't worry 'bout it, love." His hand starts to roam further up — to your other tattoo on the right side of your back, making your tank top rise and your skin crawl from the sudden cold of the steel from his rings. He laughs slightly, watching your shoulders rise from the contact of his accessorized palm on your back. "Most stunning thing I've ever laid my eyes on," he says as he leans to plant a kiss your shoulder.

"You talking about me or the tattoos?" you ask teasingly.

"What, 'gonna make me choose between one or the othe'? A bit cruel, innit?" He jests before his lips move to the space between your shoulder and neck.

A happy sigh leaves your lips as you turn to lay on your back, arms pulling him with you to envelope him in your embrace. "Missed you.."

He grins as he rests on top of you, hands finding their way around your waist and face comfortably at the crook of your neck, savoring your scent. "Missed you, too," he murmurs quietly against your skin.

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I’m already giggling about this shit and haven’t even started it 🤭 just picture that emoji cause that’s how i look rn. This is written from my perspective which is from a mexican living in Mexico going to 100% mexican perreos!!!

-It took a while to convince him to be honest

-Don’t take it the wrong way though!! He’s supportive and go ahead, perrea hasta el suelo but it’s just not his scene

-He’s not a reggaetón hater, he believes every type of music has a merit to it!! BUT ITS JUST NOT HIS SCENE

-Hacerle ojitos was enough to convince him lmao

-“Mi amor please! I want you to meet my friends” You whined, looking up at him all dressed up for the party that started in about thirty minutes. How could he say no when you were looking so pretty? “Shit ‘aight” He muttered, leaving to do his makeup as you kissed his cheek sweetly

-Now when y’all get there

-HE’S ASTONISHED TO SAY THE LEAST

-Yeah sure, mosh pits were crazy and the pubs he frequently attended were also wild but seeing

-People making out with a stranger then the next, some couple basically fucking in the couch next to the door, a girl downing shots like there was no tomorrow, besos de tres, and most importantly; el perreo.

-My man gets shy n shit like he holds your hand. pls help him no entiende nada

-Your friend approaches you with two plastic cups with some golden liquid that didn’t even reach the half of the cup. “Hey Hobie! Nice to meet ya’, my name’s Martha. Tengan, para ambientarse and getting the party started for you two!”

-Hobie thought it was dumb to drink so little of something, even more when he saw how effortlessly you downed your shot. “What’s this shit?”

-Tequila. It was Herradura. Now he knows why you pour so little for a single shot.

-HE WAS WHEEZING, SPILLING HIS GUTS OUT AND ABSOLUTELY BAFFLED BECAUSE HOW DID YOU DRINK THAT WITHOUT EVEN FLINCHING?????

-Your male friends definitely laughed a bit at that, pero en buena onda, they know how important Bee is to him so they’d never be mean to him hehe

-“Ay cabrón, Martha le dio tequila?” One of your friends say while laughing, his arm rounding your boyfriend’s tall figure “Sí, no soportó” You laugh back, kissing Hobie softly

-Your friends got to know him, silently questioning his intentions and stuff but not like they’re your parents. They mean well!! They just want their friend to be happy with this new dude, and some of them are men, so they definitely know how shit they can be

-“So this is what usually happens?” He asks, looking around as he takes it all in “Yup” you nod, popping the ‘p’ and smiling “I love it”.

-He found it all very freeing; no one judging, everyone moving as they pleased and drinking like hangovers weren’t real. No labels, no consistency. Just fun.

-Then… your friends pulled you to the circle to dance

-And he was done for.

-Seeing how you moved your hips in circles (something he was now sure was sort of a generic gift) changed his life forever

-You danced with your girlfriends, making a line of grinding and twerking from time to time. Some of their boyfriends reaching out to dance with them

-“Holy shit” Hobie muttered, entranced by how you ass moved in those shorts “Yeah, it’s something else” One of your friends who was now friends with Hobie (bonding over playing vodka beer pong) answered.

-“Try to dance with her man, I know you’re foreign and stuff but I don’t think Y/N/N would mind teaching you”

-His feet take him to you before he knows

-“Want me to teach you, love?” You shout so he can hear you over the music, and he just nods with a smile, holding your hands

-“Your work is just moving with me with your hands on my hips, look at Martha and her boyfriend”. He noticed how your best friend’s boyfriend kept a tight grasp on Martha’s hips, going down with her and up again if she did.

-Hobie replicated his moves and soon he got the hang of it

-Big, ring-clad fingers holding your waist tightly as he loosened his hips and felt your ass grinding against his crotch. You can feel how his tall figure looms over you, towering your smaller frame and you love it.

-As he gets more confident, he starts pulling you closer, kissing your neck from time to time and pulling away for a bit so you can scream some lyrics with your friends and then go back to him.

-It's safe to say he has a boner, yeah

-To you? It felt like an absolute dream! Imagine him grinding behind you to some track of Un Verano Sin Ti as he sings along to some of the chorus’s lyrics <3

-You got wasted, danced the night away, he perfected his spanish and you accomplished your dream; ver a Hobie Brown, el punk, perreando.

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