#hobie appreciation

[punkeropercyjackson]

Hobie Brown is a lot more like Percy Jackson than Peter Parker is

Grew up a troubled but good kid breaking cycles

Trans femme with gender fuckery in a way that comes across as masc to normies

Chillaxed and super kind and goofy and loves cute/kiddy shit and people but also has a rbf,the biggest street cred in his whole franchise and is a supreme edgecase

Audhd with no masking game and definitely bptsd too

The oldest and most experienced hero in the main cast so he takes on the Team Dad mantle and believes he's not good enough to be a role model because trauma gave him self-loathing yet cocky ahh combo

The Ramones fan(Hobie's playlist has their songs + Percy gifted Nico a shirt of them)

Blue-coded

Owns a pet supernatural dog(Spidermutt + Mrs O'Leary)

Deadbeat birth dad

Goes by a nickname instead of his full name and has a common black surname

Terrible singing voice

That weird trauma response where you take people giving you sympathy for the extremely horrific circumstances you went through as pity and get mad('Yeah,what of it?' in reaction to being reminded of his Canon Event)

Correctly framed as the coolest ever in-universe(Percy specifically to defy neurodivergent stereotypes)

6'something,guitarist hands and described as so attractive it shocks other characters

Born and raised where punk started(England and New York)

Psychologically incapable of being posers or selling out(Hobie's canonically afropunk personified and Percy's canonically immune to wanting power or authority)

The comics Spiderband is a cooler version of Steve Rogers(Karl/Jason),a snarky black girl genius(Riri/Annabeth),a #relatable /pos gnc brown girl(Kamala/Piper)and a biracial red-coded rowdy tomboy(Mattea/Clarisse)

'I'm not a hero because calling yourself a hero makes you self-mythologizing','I was this cool the whole time','It's a metaphor for capitalism','I don't believe in comedy-just kidding!','Kid's an anarchist,taking a crap on the establishment,i salute you','Oh boy!Humbling reality Spiderman has arrived','Just don't enlist until you know what war you're fighting in' and 'It's propaganda bro'

*Authority figure irritatedly tells him he's not helping defuse the situation* 'Good(Said with a troublemaker smirk)'is Percy's interactions with the gods all the way to The Lightning Thief

Loves the sea enough to live in it(Hobie's houseboat)

Black and darkskin with a multietchnic background(Hobie is jamaican-ugandan-english and Percy is black monoracial but with american,dominican AND greek heritage)

Percy's not a 'bumbling idiot' but a professional insigator

Hobie making reverse racism real on George's ass before forcing him to leave Gwen a comforting note from him and a gift Watch he diy'd/Percy sending The Olympians Medusa's head after slaying her and writing a note to include saying 'with best regards'

These panels

And these caps

Big Percy Energy™️

[trashpocket]

✨ not a role model, but a runway model ✨(he’s been rotting my brain) --- good news, i just opened a ko-fi!

[tekimoroll]

HE IS THE GREENEST FLAG ✨

[rjshope]

Seokjin birthday live | 191204 (aka the one with him looking so effortlessly gorgeous)

for @jinstronaut✨

+ bonus: his dongsaengs love language

[peterbparkeradoptmeplease]

[pleaktale]

"Thought ol' Jamesy 'ere found us a mermaid..."

IT'S DONE! *Everyone cheers.*

Yes, I know I forgot about his chains and necklaces but I was too far gone in the rendering to add it, sorry my lovelies... 🥺 I'll make sure to add in the next ones! 🤭

Anyway, this is BDAS! Hobie, made by @the-kr8tor

(PLEASE CHECK IT OUT IT'S SOOO GOOD!!) Extra version bellow the mark!

Just him being the most handsome men to ever exist.

That's it! See you soon!

[webdollzz]

hear me OUT. hobie brown mutual marking/branding smut@?11!1?1? pic this:

basically whole premise is reader writing "[names property]" on hobie after they've had sex as a silly wake up prank and taking a pic of herself writing it on him, while unbeknownst her hobie's WIDE awake

So he turns the tables and just fucks her dumb again and writes "[hobies property]" right above her pussy and takes a pic so they're even

sorry this idea is so random i just HAD to get this out my system!!

a/n🌟anon, I love you. here's ur fic + the tallys you added! ur ideas are GORGEOUS. this is quite hobie hand focused ngl...n i kinda don't like this??

warnings!: fem!reader x dom!hobie choking, hair pulling, overstimulation, slight mocking, slight mean hobie but gets soft at the end. use of y/n once                                                 ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

his grip on your sweaty body loosened, a sign that he had fallen asleep after sex. he always did — he was out like a light everytime. you didn't mind, you enjoyed the sleepy cuddles. but you weren't that tired this time. you were still led ontop of him, puffing small amounts of air from your lips as your eyes drifted to the sharpie he used to sign autographs, immediately smiling at your little idea. you snatch up the sharpie, gently sliding down his body and writing 'y/n's property' along his hip bone with a cheesy grin.

with the remainder of your smudged lipstick, you kiss right next to the writing for affect. you giggle, grabbing your phone, pushing his boxers band down to make sure the writing was clear. You snap a picture of it, staring at it for a couple seconds before moving your phone away. you let out a yelp of surprise when you see hobie staring right at you, a very unimpressed and unamused look on his face.

"Fuckin' hell! I thought you were asleep." You gasped, your hands on his lower abdomen now as you sat on his lap.

"Yeah, can fuckin' see tha'. The bloody 'ell do y'think you're doin'?" He grumbled, sitting up and gripping your hips, sliding you closer to him, your breath hitching as your panty-clad cunt brushed against his already rehardening cock.

"was jus' having some fun." You shrugged. he rolled his eyes, placing his hand on the back of your head to brace you as he flipped the both of you over, your back now hitting the mattress as he flipped your positions, glaring at you from above. he pulled down your panties once again, making you shiver.

"we just finished." You grunted, your lips parting softly as he ran a finger through your folds, gathering your slick from previous rounds.

"so? should've thought 'bout that before you started tha' shi." He huffed, grabbing your hips and yanking you towards him, placing his head between your thighs. he kissed up them, nibbling softly on occasion, smirking at your impatient whimpers. he dug his fingers into your skin to make you stop squirming.

"hob — quit it." You whined, your legs attempting to close around his head to stop him but he forced them open.

"naw." He licked a stripe from your entrance to your clit, making you jolt with a moan. he smirks, putting your legs over his shoulder. in no time he started devouring you like you were his very last meal, like you didn't finish fucking approximately half an hour ago. he was insatiable. give him a ten minute break and this man can go another couple rounds. you shudder around him as he eats your cunt like he never will again.

"yeah? you like that, doll?" he murmured against your pussy, making you mewl with a nod.

"mhm! don't stop, please." you begged, your hands finding their way to his wicks, tugging him closer to your cunt. he hummed lowly, sucking on your clit as his free hand that wasn't holding your down snaked between you two, his middle and ring finger prodding at your entrance before sinking in and immediately curling to your sweet spot. you gasp shakily, whining as you tug harder on his hair.

"Hobie! fuck, m'gonna cum." you cried, the overstimulation from earlier on still lingering, making the build up painfully good.

"c'mon ma, cum f'me. you got it." he cooed, pulling away to let his fingers to the rest of the work, leaning down to drink up your cries in a messy kiss you can barely reciprocate. as you gush around his fingers, he didn't slow his movements, prolonging your orgasm until you push his hand away, muttering a "t'much.." he kisses down your neck, humming softly.

"open up, good girl." he grunted, making you suck your own slick off his fingers, your tongue lazily swirling around the digits, making him groan and his cock throb. whilst you sucked on is fingers, his other hand pulled away from your hips to grab the marker. he put it between his teeth to bite the cap off, spitting out onto the bed next to you. you frown, wondering what he was doing, but before you could pull away to ask his slender fingers pushed deeper and made you gag and grab his wrist. he grinned cockily at your gag before leaning down to your inner thigh to draw one simple line. a rally, if you will. he pulled his fingers away from your lips, nodding towards the black line on your thigh.

"think we should keep addin' onto i'?" he rhetorically asked, his answer already being yes. his large hands grabbing your hips, flipping you over with ease and pulling your ass into the air. you yelp, your hands flying back to grab his arm. he tuts, shaking his head.

"c'mon, baby. be a good sport." he mocked with a shit eating grin, pushing your head further into the mattress. "hobie..s'not fair." you whined, but pushed your hips back to grind your ass against his dick anyway.

"aww, it's not fair?" he repeated as he reached down into his joggers to pull out his dick, pumping it a few times before lining it up with your entrance. you meet him half way, pushing back until you're buried to the hilt. you both let out a moan, before hobie slid his hand to the middle of your back and pushed down to deepen your arch. his other hand remained on your hip, gripping the flesh there hard enough to bruise.

"go on, then. fuck ya'self on my dick like a good girl." he urged, watching how you rocked your hips back and forth slowly, nearly moaning at the sight of him sliding in and out of you, your slick coating his dick. "oh god, feels s'good, hob." you mewled, nails digging into the sheets so hard they might as well rip them apart.

he hummed knowingly, both hands now holding your hips. he took over, not liking the slow ass pace you set. his thrusts were deep and rough, each one making a small ah! ah! ah! sound spill from your lips and into the fluffy pillow.

"fuck, such a slut fo' me, hm? yeah, you like having your lil' cunt pounded everyday." he said between his teeth. it was hardly a question anymore. you did.

"mhm! mhm! fuck, faster, please." you cried into the pillow, your already pre-smudged mascara wiping off onto the white pillow case. he went faster, one hand sliding up your body and wrapping around your neck. he yanked your body up to meet his chest, still thrusting unforgivingly into you as his veiny hand gripped your neck firmly.

"faster? fo'real? can't ever ge' enough, can ya?" He teased, his breath brushing your ear as he hovered by your neck, just being able to see your fucked out face through the corner of his eye. strained whines and whimpers fell from you, the hand on your neck making your head spin so good.

"I asked ya' a question." He scoffed, slowing his thrusts. you shake your head, your hand flying back to try and make him resume. he loosens his grip on your throat so you can speak.

"no! can't get enough. m'sorry, please. don't stop. don't stop." you panted, voice sounding like you're on the verge of sobbing as your nails dug into him to try and make him continue. he smirked, realising how pathetic he makes you. it was adorable to him, gave him an ego boost the man definitely did not need.

"since ya' begged so nicely, doll." he mumbled, giving you a quick kiss on the side of your head before his hand slid from your neck to your hair, gripping it tightly to force you down again. you moaned, your arms attempting to force yourself upwards but he wiped them out with his free hand before it went to your hip. he resumed pounding into you, the sound of skin meeting skin, your moans and mewls, and his breathy groans filling your small bedroom.

your orgasm was building quickly, his hand tugging at your hair, his tip practically hitting your cervix and bruising it — it was all too much. "h-hob! m'gonn-" you barely got the words out before your orgasm crashed over you, making your entire body tremble and a loud cry fall from your puffy lips. you coated his dick with your release, and he released your hair.

"good girl, tha'sss it. jus' like that." He praised, leaning down to kiss your shoulder as he grabs the pen he tossed aside earlier, marking your inner thigh once more. that makes two tallys. "can ya give me one more, ma?" He whispered, kissing your back and shoulder. you whined breathily, shaking your head a little before he pulled out and flipped you over.

he reached over to your bedside table, tapping your jaw gently as he raises the glass full of water to your lips. "open. take a drink, doll." He whispered softly, his free hand tucking your hair behind your ear. you smiled gently, putting your lips to the glass and letting him raise it slightly so you could take a couple sips of the water, the coldness easing your dry mouth and sore throat. he smiled softly, putting the glass back down on the side table.

"good girl. such a good girl, hm?" He muttered, kissing your lips softly a few times, and it almost made you not notice the way his hands went to grab your thighs. almost.

"he-hey! what're you doin'?" you mumbled, looking up at him with fluttering eyes. "well, you're a good girl, righ'? a good girl can give me one more." he cooed, pushing your legs to your chest, admiring the way your cunt drooled for him. you huffed, but nodded nonetheless.

"mhph. one more." you warned, but your tone failed you as it turned to a whine half way through as his dick prodded at your entrance.

"yeah, just one more, baby." He mumbled, pressing a kiss to your calf before sinking himself into you with a groan from him, a mewl from you. his thrusts were slow but deep, making you feel every inch of him sliding in and out of you.

"oh — oh — oh!" you moaned each time he hit that sweet spot inside you, your nails clawing marks into his back. "tha's it, ma. you got it. jus' relaaaxx." he drawed, kissing your nose softly before looking down to where you're connected.

"look a' her...takin' me so well, pretty." he praised, feeling you clench around him. your moans were breathy, your eyes fluttering closed as you gripped onto him.

"m'so close, m'god." you whined quietly, your back arching slightly. "s'okay, baby. you got it, cum f'me." he whispered, kissing your calf again softly, the coldness of his lip piercing a stark contrast to your hot skin.

you let out a high pitched, long moan as your legs shook against his hold as you came around his dick once more. your orgasm triggered his, making him groan softly as he filled you to the brim, softly pulling out a few moments later and muttering an apology when you wince. he laid your legs softly back onto the bed, kissing your body a few times as he tucked himself back into his boxers.

you were half asleep at this point, all fucked out and tired. he took the pen once more, gently writing 'hobie's property' right above your cunt. he grabbed his phone, snapping a quick picture of his n yours cum spilling out of your used cunt and the markings, grinning to himself. he then tucked his phone away, standing up to go to the bathroom and wet a flannel. he came back, carefully cleaning you up so he didn't disturb you, avoiding the now slightly smudged tally marks and his marking, before tossing the flannel to the side. he put your panties back on, grabbing one of his shirts from your floor and muttering a quiet — "cmon, help me out." as he slid it over your head, your arms going into the sleeve before you went back limp.

he curled up next to you, tucking you into him and kissing your head.

"i love you, sweetheart."

"love you more." you mumbled before falling into a deep sleep.

© WEBDOLLZZ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒.

[bruciemilf]

Give Miguel a bimbo golden retriever wife, cowards

[beaulesbian]

Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023)

So we're just supposed to let people die because some algorithm says that that's supposed to happen? You realize how messed up that sounds, right?

[whaliiwatching]

Hey hello. Consider. Hobie reading over and suggesting edits to drafts of Peter's writing and then going home visually with clippings and quotes from said writing as a part of him. Alternately, Peter takes inspiration from quotes visible on Hobie

heart on your sleeve…..

[punkeropercyjackson]

BITCH I'M GONNA BE SICKKKKKKKKKKKK /very pos

[wszczebrzyszynie]

watched spiderverse yesterday and tried Hobie as a warmup because ive never drawn wicks before. Im not sure if i was succesful but i tried my best

[fuckyeahpunkflower]

Ok so call me weird but, I dont think Hobie would be ENTIRELY rude when it comes to meeting Miles parents . Like I think he would be fine with Rio especially if she invites him to dinner. And sure yeah its kinda funny to see the chaos that would ensue when Jefferson meets Hobie but maybe they could come to a mutal understanding of wanting to do good by the people but they just have very different methods of going about it. Like yeah Rio and Jefferson would probs be taken aback over Hobies choice of clothing and accessories and maybe start off on the wrong foot but really l think they trust their son enough to make his choices of friends. They know Miles is a good teen, granted he may say and do stupid things from time to time but his character speaks for itself. Also can we PLEASE have more appreciation for Jefferson please he's a good dad. Yeah he's a cop and he might be strict on Miles but it's been shown time and time again he really does love Miles and wants the best for him. There were plenty of times where Jefferson could have seriously lashed out on Miles but he chooses to support his son even when Miles gives him an attitude. Like guys Jefferson is not a shitty father, his whole character doesn't just boil down to him being a cop only 😭 I understand the whole mentor thing with Peter B Parker or like other Older spider-people being Miles temporary protective guardian and its cute but let's not throw Miles ACTUAL PARENTS under the bus and into the shadows please.

[enough-spider-noir-stuff]

this is how their first meeting went and you cannot convince me otherwise

(I felt like silly spider sketches, tho I'm still figuring out how to draw them. ID in alt.)

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

The creators of ATSV really looked at 2099 Miguel, clicked expand then dropped the saturation on him and clicked publish forgetting everything else

then they turned to Comic Hobie and said 'no...no. not good enough. We have to remake him from scratch. we need to design new technology to articulate his arc. Clear your schedules we're staying up all night to write every one of his lines'

UMMM One of those characters is your central antagonist and the other is on screen for less than 15 minutes WHERE ARE YOUR PRIORITIES

[love4hobi]

It feels like a dream, to be honest. It’s been two days. Yesterday, I couldn’t believe that it actually happened. It didn’t feel real at all. But when I woke up this morning, my body ached all over. That’s when I realized that I really gave it my all. I finally started eating again after the performance. I can finally eat now. I couldn’t believe it.

j-hope In The Box (2023)