Pleaseeee Can I Request Smut Hobie X Clingy Reader And The Reader Finds Him Adorable After He Fucks You,

pleaseeee can i request smut hobie x clingy reader and the reader finds him adorable after he fucks you, like the reader wanting to caress, kiss, hugs hobie after they fuck

of course! hope you like it!

hobie didn't consider himself a clingy person at all. he would actively deny any remark that his friends made about how he couldn't keep his hands off of you. he had a tough time admitting how dependent he became of you and just simply didn’t want to explain himself.

he kept thinking about his neediness, his constant need to touch you. it bugged him. not to say he didn’t understand why he was behaving that way — i mean, come on. you were fucking perfect. who wouldn’t be obsessed?

his brows furrowed together as a moan interrupted his thoughts, his eyes snapping open. “hobie…” you said through choked moans “what’s wrong?” oh yeah, right. he almost forgot he was fucking you into the mattress. his thoughts got the best of him.

“sorry, luv. just got carried away for a sec there” his hands caressed your thighs as he continued to move inside of you. your teeth sunk in your bottom lip as you tried to form sentences “we can stop if you want” you managed to let out.

“never. ‘m finishin’ what i started” hobie says before quickening the pace of his hips, nibbling at your neck. his polished fingernails dug into your skin as he closed his eyes again. how could he be so careless? he was trying to explain his own obsession to you and completely lost sight of what was important: being present while pleasing his girl.

he groaned in annoyance, displeased with himself as his tongue made it way to your breasts, licking them gently. your fingers pressed into his back as one of your hands moved to his hair, pulling it slightly. hobie lets out a small gasp before attacking your skin with love bites again, making you squirm under him.

soon enough he finds his release, cumming on your stomach, before continuing to move inside you, helping you reach you orgasm. he gets up after placing a gentle kiss on your forehead, whispering praises in your ear and comes back with a towel to get you cleaned up and a glass of water. after all that yelling his name he feared your throat might go dry for good.

as you lay under the covers his eyes never leave your body as he goes over your every feature, memorising and taking all of you in. he furrows his eyebrows, lips forming into a small pout. why couldn’t he pull himself away from you? you cast a spell on him. definitely. had to be. no other explanation made sense.

you smiled as you saw the look on his face. moving in closer you pressed your chest against his, fingers slowly caressing his brow. “you’re even more handsome when you think, you know?” you smile as his gaze moves from your body to your face. his facial muscles soften.

“must not be handsome a’ all then. don’t do a lot of thinkin’ usually” you laugh as you smack his arm playfully. “shut up. so, what’s up with you?” you say as your arm sneaks to his waist, fingers drawing patterns on his back. he sighs.

“i just don’t get how i’ve become obsessed with you so quickly” he says as you start pressing kisses on his pecks “oh?” you said amused as your lips continue their ceaseless job “i just can’t get enough of you. it’s uncharacteristic of me”

“do you mind that?” you ask as your kisses trail upwards, ending up on his neck “no. not at all” “good. cause i’m not feeling like stopping” you look at him with a smile. hobie’s hand sneaks to your jawline, thumb grazing your lips “not used to the affection, is all” he says as he stares down at the fleshy delight that is your mouth. god, he wants his lips to touch yours constantly.

“well, you should” you smile before placing small kisses on the palm of his hands. hobie was sure he’d turn into a pile of goo because of you. you made him feel so different. so good. “fuck.. just kiss me already” he mutters before crashing his lips on yours. as he slowly lays on his back you raise your torso up, straddling him and deepening the kiss.

his hand roam your sheet-covered thighs as you pull away, smiling lovingly. “you’re so cute” hobie frowns “am not” “yes you are. adorable actually” you say before bringing him into another kiss “fuck.. you’re lucky i can’t get enough of you” he says against your lips as you grin “i guess i am”

“luv”

“yes, hobie?”

“keep touching me”

husband material

a/n: I make no apologies, I made fun of Gojo a lot but I can't help making fun of the characters I kin ok...as you can tell I am unwell and clearly in love with one Nanami Kento. Please enjoy this purely self indulgent one shot that is just me ranting about how Nanami is the perfect man. n e ways- cw: some language and it eludes to sexual content, so you know the drill

"If you had to choose any sorcerer, who would it be?"

"Any sorcerer to what?"

"Like to date. If you had to choose," Gojo was leaning over the couch in the Jujutsu High lounge, wearing a smirk like he was confident in what your answer would be, "who would it be? And why is it me?"

You let out a laugh that's more mocking than genuine. "It would definitely not be you."

Gojo's jaw drops, like he can't believe it. For a very long time he's quiet - very unlike him - in utter disbelief. It had been a joke, but he was your best friend. If not him, then who? He needs to know.

Again, he asks. "So...who then?"

"Easy. Nanami."

"Nanami?!"

"Nanami."

"Why?"

"You're telling me you wouldn't date Nanami if given the opportunity?" You put your cellphone, giving up on the game you were playing seeing as Gojo was not going to let this go.

"That's not what I said." Gojo plops himself down at the opposite end of the couch, looking eager and ready for any new gossip he could wring out of you. "But I can't date myself, so therefore I would pick the next best option."

"He's definitely the best option."

"Respectfully disagree."

"That's fine." You shoot back. "Everyone is entitled to their wrong opinions. Especially you."

Gojo is once again silent. Until. "I hate you."

You can't help the chuckle that escapes.

"Why?!"

"Why what?"

"Don't be coy. Why Nanami?"

"I'm sorry," you give him a genuinely confused expression, "have you met the man? He's incredibly good looking, financially stable-"

"I'm also those things."

"Emotionally competent enough to hold a relationship for longer than three weeks-"

"That's...yeah ok, that's-"

"Is the type of man who gets along with both of your parents, so much so that they ask you every week when you're on the phone with them why the two of you aren't married or at the very least engaged yet-"

"This is getting very oddly specific."

"Radiates an aura that subtly screams 'I have a huge dick but I don't brag about it'"

"Clearly you've thought a lot about this."

"Somehow explains things without mansplaining them to you. Like if you were to ask him to explain how the stock market worked he would sit you down and make economics sound like the sexiest thing in the world while still remaining respectful."

"That's not fair. You know I'm bad at economics."

"I'm serious. He's like a total catch. Husband material. Dating isn't enough. If you date that man, it's endgame. He's already picked out the perfect ring and planned the entire honeymoon."

"Perfect is a strong word. Some would say it's too subjective even."

"He's the type of man to slow dance with you at 3 am in the kitchen of your upper class suburban home that he probably paid for in cash, while your two kids sleep soundly in their little bedrooms upstairs all tuckered out from your weekly family outing."

"Again. Very oddly specific."

"Face it, Gojo. Some men are just walking green flags." You stand and pat him on the shoulder, comforting him as he pouts. Clearly this wasn't the conversation he was hoping for. "But I have to get to my next class before my students get started without me, or Maki might accidentally give another kid a concussion. And I don't feel like explaining that to Yaga again."

Gojo waited until you were out of the room to huff in exasperation. "Psh. I'm a green flag."

"Yeah, if you're colorblind."

The sudden voice on the couch at the back of the room makes Gojo startle and jump in his seat.

Nanami lays just out of direct line of sight from the couch Gojo is sitting in, the one you were previously lounging on as well - so much so that Gojo has to lean over to see him lift the small folded towel from over his eyes.

This only sours Gojo's mood even more. "Well, I bet you're just so impressed with yourself right now."

Nanami lets the towel fall back over his eyes. "Don't feel bad Gojo," he can't contain his smirk, "not all of us can be husband material."

Loving a man like, (Hobie Brown)

Romantic/Relationship Hcs

Hobie Brown x fem!reader

AN: I see him as 19, at the youngest.

TW: Some references to suggestive themes, language.

Folks might think Hobie Brown is too wild for a committed relationship. They'll say "Oh, that guy's no good for a girl like you. He's probably got a girl for every day of the week he can chat up." You know different. You know, that deep down... deep in his soul... he's a dork.

Okay, but really, Hobie is too private with his heart to date or play around with people. When he commits to a person. He commits. And it can't be just anybody that pulls him from his shell. No matter how friendly he seems with Gwen and Pavi, that bond is from knowing right off the bat they are fellow Spider-Men and they understand that.

With you, Hobie started out as a friend. Then as a best friend. Then probably dipped into a friends with benefits type deal. And then, while laying next to you it just dawns on him "Aw fuck me, I'm in love with her." And Hobie will proceed to not tell you until you confess to him first. This could take multiple years.

Hobie is at his core, a gentle-hearted person. Which comes out with how he is with you. When you're alone, he's taking off his rings to run his fingers down your cheek. He likes to spend lazy morning sleeping in with you on his chest.

He believes everyone should be free to do as they like and that no one person is better than another. He saves lives because he knows he is uniquely capable of doing so, not because of a role he must fulfill. You admire this about him. His humility and his level-headedness. Because Hobie really is the coolest guy you know and while he's confident in himself, he is never smug.

Hobie will likely never call you his girlfriend or refer to himself as your boyfriend. Even after many years spent together, Hobie will not apply a label to you. He will, however, use pet names. Some Most of which are purposely silly. Like calling you "angel," or "babes," or even "darlin'". You honestly can't tell if he's joking or being serious with them anymore. One time he called you "Duckie," in his most posh accent possible and you laughed so hard you forgot what he was calling you for.

That said, Hobie rejects any attempt at using pet names or nicknames. He will act like he can't hear you. The biggest reaction you've ever gotten out of him was shouting "HOBART," from down the street and he turned to you in horror. To this day, he has no idea how you found out his legal first name.

While Hobie can be goofy, his flirtations are usually very solid. It's the confidence. He can say some of the silliest things but it just works on you. Sometimes when you're at parties or shows he'll come up to you and talk as if he's literally just meeting you for the first time. Just slinking up next to you saying "You're way too fit to be posted at this pub all by your lonesome. Mind if I take this spot?" You'll tease back with a quick "I'm waiting for my guy, actually. He's late." Hobie only grins back at you. He loves it when you play his games.

Hobie is not a holiday type of guy. He doesn't mess around with Christmas, Valentine's Day, New Year's, and especially not any holiday celebrating some dead fascist or colonizer. So, you know not to expect gifts or any major changes to your day with Hobie.

Now, your birthday? Different story. Not that he'll go to some shop and buy a normal cake with candles or whatever. Hobie is an acts of service and physical affection sort of guy. I can't explain it, but he looks like he gives good back rubs.

We also don't know for sure how he fixed the gizmo/goober/interdimensional watches. So we can assume that he's either very tech savvy or he knows a guy. I imagine Hobie comes into your house, sees that something is busted or broken, and just replaces it without saying anything. He's like a friendly cat.

He shares/just takes your jewelry all the time. Rings, earrings, bracelets, you name it. He'll give you anything he's wearing right back too. Not in a possessive way, but just an extension of holding hands. Hobie feels like he's carrying something of you with him like a good luck charm.

A major struggle with being with Hobie is that he keeps a lot to himself. No matter how much you two have been through. Hobie will always try to solve his problems on his own. Whether it's a mishap with the dryer, getting pinched by a cop, or trouble with the multi-verse. He's going to try to do it alone and without you knowing. Because it's what he's used to.

All that said, you are his favorite place to be. Wherever he is sucks unless you are there with him. And although you have your issues to sort out, he loves you. Once you both know that, there's no parting him from you. He's stuck to you like spray paint on a denim jacket, Duckie.

nanami kento doesn't watch k-dramas with you because he's usually not home yet when your favorite drama airs on tv. sometimes he'll catch the last 10 or so minutes if he manages to get off work early, but most days he'll miss the whole episode altogether.

though if he's being honest, nanami kento doesn't want to watch k-dramas with you.

because after he gets home, kisses you hello, eats dinner with you, showers (also with you), finishes his chores, and the two of you finally settle in for the night in bed with you practically lying on top of him and his big arms curled around you, there's nothing he looks forward to more than when he asks you “so what happened in today's episode?” and you begin to eagerly recount the entire plot of the episode to him, sparing no details. he loves the way your intonation rises and falls as you storytell, the way you start speaking faster when you describe something exciting and the way you get all exasperated when something frustrating happens.

sometimes he would already know what's going to happen next, whenever gojo decides to overshare that day or when he overhears the students ramble on about it. still, he always listens to every single word from you intently, clinging onto your voice like a lifeline. he'll be all “oh?” “hmm, how strange” or “what a turn of events” and nanami's heart will absolutely melt when you exclaim an “i know right!!” back to him.

often, nanami thinks he's in his happiest place during these moments. and he thinks he'll hold off on k-dramas for a while.

Hobie Brown's Slang

Okay, here is a bit of criticism and advise for how to write Hobie Brown's (from Spiderman: Across the Spiderverse) speech patterns.

When I read fics on Hobie Brown, the slang that he uses is not AT ALL the type of slang he uses in the movie. Fics like to use stereotypical British slang like 'wanker' or 'gheezer' and while it is sometimes said, it's not used often by youth in the UK nowadays.

Instead, the type of slang he uses is called 'Road' slang or 'Roadman' slang. I believe it's a mixture of Jamaican and British terms (please do correct me if I'm wrong, I may be British myself but I don't know everything).

For example, in the movie, Hobie says 'man like Miles, my guy!' after Miles goes against the Canon event. He's basically hyping Miles up - the term 'man like' is often followed up by a name to (as said before) hype that person up and praise them, in a way.

Another example of him using road slang is when he calls Miles a 'youngen' - it's quite obvious what he means by it, he's basically calling him a kid. This term is usually used by people who are quite a bit older than the recipient. In fact, it was his use of this term that solidified my theory of him being quite a few years older than Miles and thus, of him not being as much of a potential love interest for Gwen as an older brother figure for her.

Now, how do you write road slang? By learning it through watching people who use it often and understanding the context.

Some real people you can watch and learn the speech patterns of Hobie Brown through include:

KSI (the youtuber)

Mo Gilligan (the comedian)

Babatunde Aléshé (also a comedian)

And a series on Netflix that I highly recommend you watch in order to really understand the way he talks (though the above examples are good ways too) is the series 'Top Boy'. Though, a fair warning that it's quite the violent series due to it being about UK gangs.

Please keep in mind that this post is NOT AT ALL made to attack writers or put them down for the way they write Hobie, it is only here to inform and teach you how to write his speech patterns properly because he 100% deserves the accurate representation.

Hobie Brown is an amazing character that made me so happy to see on screen because he actually seems like a guy I would know and be friends with in real life rather than a stereotypical depiction of a British person that you see often in media nowadays. I feel the same way about Pavitr and the way the movie didn't stereotypically depict South Asians.

To see both my ethnicity and nationality being accurately depicted in western media is just an amazing feeling that I wish to convey to you all.

Love, a very happy spiderman fan.

(Update: I now have a post where I write Hobie's speech patterns myself so you can also use that as an example if you wish. But again, the examples listed above are much better to learn from since my one post can only teach you so much.)

A few days ago my mom was doing what tumblr calls “floor time”. And she was calling it meditation and then she did stretching and then she just laid there in the middle of the living room. She calls it exercising and self-care. So I thought “huh the neurodiversity really runs through this family.” But I’m also like I love you so much, please never change, yes it is self-care, yes it is meditation, yes it is stretching and relaxing and doing nothing and it is floor time. You are so right. Take that floor time in your hands and chill and just be there for a while. You do you. I love you for taking that time.

To the people reading this need some floor/meditation/stretching/relaxing time today, do it, call it whatever you need to call it if you don’t want to feel like it is weird to lay on the floor for a while. If you can’t use the word “resting” without feeling unproductive, even if you keep affirming to yourself it productive to rest or if you don’t have energy to do affirmations, make it about doing something, like using the words “recharging”, “cooling down”, “meditating”. Because if it makes you feel good, it really is about all of those things! Give yourself that time.