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OKAY SO, I accidentally looked at ur blog when u liked one of my posts,, greatest mistake ever.

OMG HII😭, i was not expecting to see you in my inbox.

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Hi to my followers that are probably mad at me for being gone for 4 months…

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Chapter 2 of connection may come out today or tomorrow. I’m tired..

[vampzzi]

What dreamybull said? I’m about to NUTTT😩😩

what’s up with you? 🗯️ hobie brown x fem! reader

★CW nsfw, devious acts, hobie’s a lil sketchy, theft ★NOTES def not my best work but this is just a lil drabble i wanted to finally release! completely plotless sob :,) ignore typos pleas

reblogs & hearts are super appreciated ♡

hobie’s gotta keep this on the down-low…

you’re his bestfriend, and never once has he ever recalled you imparting judgement or throwing dirty looks his way, but he’s got the feeling that this- what he’s doing now- can’t be unearthed by anybody.

and by anybody, he means you.

you just wouldn’t get it. but he has the strong inkling that you wouldn’t like it, whatever it even is. because hobie can’t describe what you do to him, and the feelings that come along with your presence- fuzzy and vivid, some so overwhelmingly wild that he thinks he may become overwrought when you bend over to pick something up or toy with the spikes on his vest and smile- aren’t easy to cope with either.

today you lost your chapstick.

it’s in hobie’s hands, now.

burt’s bees, vanilla bean or something sweet like that, and it smells just as good as it feels when he swipes it across his lips and remembers your own shining with it.

and the other day you lost your panties- you cradled your head in your hands and reluctantly, with an adorable glance of bashfulness his way, told him some of your other clothes had gone missing too, after he muttered a disinterested ‘what’s up w’you?’

and… you told him the situation was weird. that you didn’t know whether or not you were going crazy or the washer really ate your pink panties up in its watery cycle- or maybe some creep is living in the drywall, snatching at your clothes whenever you toss them on the floor beside the vents.

jee. that scary movie you watched last night’s really getting to your head, mm?

but hobie just offered an amused huff your way, collapsing onto the arm of your couch and idly picking at the lint in his ripped jeans. ‘sounds like you’re goin’ mad, dove. if you’re really that ruffled though, yeah? he raised a casual brow, a hint of a cheeky grin at his lips, i can stay the night and watch for him.’

and he told you that the mysterious case of your missing lipgloss and undies was in his hands now, too.

…it is.

your panties.

he’s using them as a supplant of spit to fist his aching cock as he gets off to the image of you. fucked up, he knows.

…but hobie still needs you, and you’re just so eerily lovely, so he won’t stop. part of his brain tells him to, though, unusually squeamish with the reality of what he’s doing.

fuck.

how much longer can he last like this- just how much more he can hold out and extend his valiant patience until his want for you inevitably bursts at the seems and he pounces.

fuck fuck fuck

another article of your clothing gone missing, another expensive trip to the mall or victoria’s secret, another sum pulled needlessly from your pockets, wasted because your friend’s too caught up in the smell and feel and love of you.

realizing it’s wrong doesn’t make the crime’s weight any lesser, hobie knows that fully, but if it means something to you at all- if you had to stumble upon his dirty secrets or it had to be brought to light- he’d just want you to know he’s ashamed.

he’s so so ashamed and-

“ah, fuck, jus’ like ‘at, love,” (he’s groaning, dark lashes sweeping over his prominent cheekbones as he nears that scenic, misty peak and prepares to launch himself off of it) “bounce on it,” he encourages (behind his fluttering lids, his pupils are blown wide- you don’t have to be there in his presence for the image of you to be so perfectly tangible), “use me- get y’self off on it, i don’t care. just-“

fuck, what’s it with you that bugs him so much? why’s it gotta be you that sinks into him and refuses to let go? it shouldn’t be like this, it’s not supposed to, you’re too pretty for your own good and it irks him how riled up you get him without so much as lifting a finger.

“…look what y’do to me,” he murmurs, jaw schooled tight as he strokes at the needy, fucking selfish length of him and wishes desperately you were there to yank your now-soiled panties away and knock some much needed sense into his head.

(and just maybe, he’d knock something else into that pretty li’l tummy…)

“make spiderman look like a bloody joke- where is he anyway, when a lad really needs him, eh? fuckin’ wanking off to you like some whack-job.”

and the whole idea of it, of this glorified blue and red, web-slinging hero, reduced to a starry-eyed pile of ash in the wake of your sweet little aura is sort of hilarious to think about, so hobie cracks a wavering half grin and chuckles.

“yeah. funny, innit? …bet you’d laugh at me- bet you’d throw a li’l fit and shut me out.”

but that’s not a thought he finds even an ounce of humor in, his heart stuttering fast in his chest as he heaves out a long, pathetic moan and unwittingly bucks his hips, so he cages his mouth and wills all that guilt away.

just for a moment- just until he’s came and that awful, niggling ache to completely and thoroughly wife you up goes away-

just until

hobie

hobie groans, pitch a bit high now, “yeah, pretty girl, say it, talk to me, mm? who’s fuckin’ you so nicely? makin’ you whine and-“

hobie

oh, fuck, it’s starting to feel real now, like if hobie opened his eyes and moved his hands, he’d really spot you there, like you’d really be hopping up on his cock and begging for his big, generous palms at your hips. that dreamy state of mind is slipping from him the closer he gets to his end, and in his mind’s eye he swears he can almost even pick up on your flowery scent wafting past his shallow sighs, his senses going fucking mad as he anchors himself into the shoddy mattress and-

hobie-?

oh, fuck, it is real, he realizes a split second or so too late, his hips stilling with a feral moan as ropes of hot white spill all over his tummy, dirtying his rucked-down ripped jeans and studded belt, his forehead shimmering almost feverishly as he absently palms away the sweat collecting there.

“hobie, i-“

you’re standing in the doorway to his room, sock-clad feet halting in place as your eyes go wide as china plates; your fingers grip the doorframe hard, knuckles paling some as a heavy, thickening beat of silence passes.

“wh—“

finding no willpower or perhaps just the necessary peace of mind to continue whatever bumbling statement you started, you shut your mouth, forcing out this small breath lodged deep in your throat, blinking dumbly.

hobie’s just coming down from his high, though, delicious adrenaline still kicking in the pit of his belly, and seeing you appear in all your startled glory just gets him worked up all over again.

from between his legs- hobie’s big hickory brown eyes drinking in the way yours hesitantly trail down there- his cock stirs back to life, hard and proud; fuckin’ insatiable, he understands then.

and, damn it all, there’s nothing left to hide now, all the dirty laundry thrown in the open to air out- literally- and hobie’s never been much suited to shame, anyway…

so he musters a hazy, sort of windswept grin your way, propping himself up on a trembling elbow, his confidence doubling at the abashment sprawling across your pretty face.

“what’s up w’you, love?” he murmurs, tossing your stained clump of panties elsewhere, giving a pat to his lean thigh; an invitation, as obvious and good as any.

“gonna keep me waitin’ forever, are you?”

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so true

listen y’all. . hobie laughs when he gets desperate, or when you’re making him feel so good even his witty brain can’t think past go. maybe you’re on top and you’re grinding your hips just right and the waves of pleasure are becoming more like riptides, and with every time you bring your hips to his he’s letting out disgusting moans with a depraved smile on his face. he’s out of his fucking mind with how good it feels, how good you feel, so he’s laughing brokenly, fucked out and delirious.

[vampzzi]

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 — HOBIE BROWN

❀ including: nsfw themes, so minors please don’t interact! Mentions of: Choking, edging, blowjobs, fingering, biting, thigh fucking, size kinks, dumbification, threesomes, wax play, quickies, creampies, etc. (nothing crazy dw loves) ❀ Summary: what the title says! An nsfw alphabet for hobie brown! (Aka my husband <3). #- a word from kam: since this was requested and im bored here you all are!

Back to masterlist . 🎧: Slut me out- NLE CHOPPA

A- AFTERCARE (what their like after sex.)

No matter how tired he is he always cleans you up and gives you some water afterwards (unless you like emptied his balls or sum shit-) Sleepy kisses and tight cuddles until you both fall asleep, the playlist you originally had playing earlier that night still playing as you both fall asleep <33

B- BODY (their partners favorite body part)

Honestly he loves your body as a whole and claims. He doesn’t have any favorites but..he fucking loves you thighs bro. Doesn’t matter the size, just the feeling of thrusting his dick in between them or seeing his cum spurt out on them turns him on so much. Would def go crazy if you got his name tattooed on the inner sides of your thigh.

C-CUM

Honestly hobie loves the feeling of cumming inside of you but as I’ve stated before as much as loves to see his cum dribble out of you he loves coming on your cute body and taking pictures after wards (if you’re okay with it of course <3) If you were to ever tell him you would want him to finish in your mouth instead of inside js expected to go 2 extra rounds js because of that <3

D- DICK SIZE (how big are they?)

6.5 inches when soft but nearing 8 when he’s hard. (Yeah that shit is touching your heart girly) Also he’s a bit girth too, so every time he pushes into you it feels like you being split open for the first time all over again. And he cannot get enough of you saying he’s ‘too big’

E- EXPERIENCE ( do they know what they’re doing?)

Hobies been with many others before he’s met you, hes not a sex god or anything. However he’s a quick learner and knows what makes you feel good. When you first had sex he literally unclipped your bra with one hand, while his other rode up your thigh as if it was easy. When you’ve seen many of your ex’s struggle with getting it off with both hands, so needless to say it was attractive to see him multitask without breaking a sweat <3

F- FAVORITE POSTION

He honestly doesn’t have one, but he is fond of cowgirl. He loves seeing your tit’s bounce ontop of him, and gets veryy turned on when you lean down on him and beg him to help you reach your climax. Or when you feel more dominant and choke him lightly, loves that shit

G-GOOFY ( are they serious in the moment?)

He’s on the more serious side, though he will tease you a little if your a loud moaner or if you whine a lot. He loves getting on your nerves <3

H-HAIR (are they groomed down there?)

He trims so it’s not hairy or anything

I-INTIMACY

Veryyy romantic with you, hobie always tries to take his time with you unless your both just itching to fuck. Slow and lazy kisses pressed to your lips while his hands are all over your figure. It almost seems like he’s edging you at times because of how much he’s pacing you but he just wants you to know how much he appreciates his girl <33

J- JERK OFF ( how many times do they do it? Do they do it a all?)

When hobie isn’t with you or when he wasn’t dating you he’d jack off 2 times a day on average. Thinking about your pretty moans and how you jolt every time he sucks at the one sensitive vein on your inner thigh, while he fists his cock in his hand needily. Wishing it was your small soft one <3

K-KINKS

Choking, bondage, sensory play, spanking (to some degree), edging, overstimulation, degradation & praise, dry humping/grinding though clothes, semi public sex (fucking you in a closet in hq if your a spider) dumbification, size kink, creampies, the list goes onnn

L- LOCATION (where do they prefer to do it?)

He honestly would fuck you in a storage closet or in a public bathroom if he was that horny, though most of the times he likes to have the seclusion of having you to himself in his/ your apartment

M- MOTIVATION ( what turns them on?)

Anything. This man can get turned on by you simply not wearing a bra under his band tee and see your hard nipples due to the cold of the ac. Then a few thoughts about you later..you’re now under him getting your pussy eaten out all because you didn’t wear a bra.

N-NO (turn offs, things they wouldn’t do.)

Wax play, threesomes, having someone else watch you, knife play

O-ORAL (giving or receiving, and how good they are at it)

Hobie absolutely loves having his head between your legs, hearing your gasps and moans just turns him on so much and can calm him down after a long day. He’s really fucking good at it too, he’ll use his fingers and his tongue at once if he feels like being a tease or just anxious to feel you cum

Now on the receiving side: he’ll rarely say it verbally but he loves seeing you on your knees for him, almost as much as he loves feeling your pretty lips around his shaft. Seeing the bulge in your throat from trying to take all of him turns him on so damn much.

P-PACE ( how fast are they?)

Depending on his mood he can be slow and deep or fast and rough, he usually quickens his pace when he’s getting close, his head in the crook of your neck usually whispering dirty things into your ear to near your orgasm. But usually he’s in the middle, hitting your g-spot with deep thrust and a good pace.

Q-QUICKIES

As I’ve said before, if he’s horny enough he’ll fuck you for a good 8 minutes in a supply closet if he needs your cunt that bad. Though he really prefers having all the time he wants to make his pretty girl feel good.

Sorry loves i got tireddd, hope you enjoyed the hcs though!

[vampzzi]

Okay, this man is so fine. I’m foaming at the mouth and gripping the sheets like ohemgee..sooo ken fics anybody?

[vampzzi]

CONNECTION (01) — HOBIE BROWN

cw : swearing, vague suggestive content but nothing heavy, vampire reader, short n sweet introduction to a series, a more modern environment / setting, not proofread

authors note : I hate having bad physical health, I be disappearing so quick without a word and I apologize

YOU’RE JUST A PERSON..who lives in a big city, a really big city of Brooklyn New York. You are an worker at a lingerie shop on the block, while you work this small side job you’re also in college studying to become a chef. You’ve always wanted to pursue a career in the culinary field ever since you were given the opportunity to take a course in middle school. This was your dream job that you’d work hard to achieve to live.

“Hey, hey!! bestie!!” your friend was waving her hand infront of your face as you jolted and hit your knee under the table as you hissed out and put your elbow on the counter. “what..” you said as your other hand was coming down to rub down at your knee that was stinging. Your co-owner, Millie looked at you a little concerned before putting her hand on your shoulder with an sympathetic face. “Didn’t mean to scary ya but you were zoning out and we’re on the clock!” How long had you been zoning out for? 5 minutes? 25 minutes maybe even 30??

“Sorry, I’ve just been so lost in thought lately. It’s been a little bit draining lately” Millie’s hands rubbed your shoulder “it’s alright, I completely understand. It’s just apart of becoming an adult and taking on a bunch of responsibilities at once.” too many responsibilities, you already miss the good days were you’d be laying in your bed, stacked up with snacks and watching your favorite YouTuber not having to worry about what you’re gonna eat tonight, how you’re getting home or if you payed your rent. Did you pay your rent??

See, what you mean? So many responsibilities that come with being an adult that you’re not ready for but you just gotta stuck it up and push through. You’re lost in this bit city with no one by your side family or romantic wise to help you. The thought stresses you out as you’re not even listening to Millie as she rambles. You just dismiss her as you begin to get up and walk around the store help. Would that be a good idea with being so light headed?? No, you should just handle the register for now.

It’s a simple task, check things out, bag them and check the person out. You could do that, your body was draining itself as you dragged your “dead” body to the register as you pushed the little door thing open and closed it. You looked dead and felt dead, it was hard to hear and that headache was getting worse. Was it time to feed? You shouldn’t be this hungry at this hour, it’s only 10am. It’s only been an hour or two since you’ve got to work. You don’t know what time it is really but all you know is this headache might kill you.

…business is slow today, which is unusual. It makes you wonder if the open sign is even turnt the right way but a customer or two come in and you let out a sigh of relief. Your own loneliness and thoughts would have mushed your brain and let them roam through your head any longer.

Your head snapped up as you watched closely as the customers or couple looked at lingerie.

“You’d look great in this honey” the male pointed at the set as he made a camera angle with this fingers as the girl just giggled and blushed. “Ohh stop, you.”

“Ohh stop, youuu” you mocked her as you were behind the counter. Playing with the buttons of the register, you had been single for the longest and that also drove you crazy. A lot of things drove you crazy.

The couple continued to explore in the store and finally picked up a set as you couldn’t make out what they were saying but they were heading your way “Um, excuse me?” Eyes locked with hers as you put your elbows on the corner ready to snap into your fake work persona. “Hello, how may I help you?”

“I was wondering if you guys have this set, the uh- “blonde 4 hearts” set in a size Medium or is it only for the petite sizes?” Blonde 4 hearts was a rather popular set and you’d have to check back with Millie on the stock to see if their was anything left of that set. “I’ll check in the back and see if we have anything” a small smile on your face as she smiled back.

“Milleeee” feet making their way to the back as you slightly stumbled from the dizziness. “Do we have a size Medium for the set “blonde 4 hearts”.

“All sold out, you know that set is popular.” Millie chuckled as you shook your head. “Gonna have to the break news to the couple up front then.” You playfully rolled your eyes and wished your farewell to the Millie as you walked back to the front and unfortunately had to the bad news to the couple.

“Bad news, due to high demand with this set we’re out of stock with any sizes but those. But we get a new stock every 1-2 weeks depending on when our supplies come in. If you want I can get your contact info and give you a call when it’s back in stock?” The lady looked disappointed but a ”sparkle” in her eyes appeared when you mentioned it being back in stock.

“I’d love that. My name is Luna Moore, my number is xxx-xxx-xxxx and my email is mooremoon@gmail.com. You took note of everything in the system as you smiled at her. “We’ll give you a call back when it’s back in stock, you have a nice day.” The lady replied back with a kind gesture of “you too” and she was off.

Now, you needed Millie.

“F-Fuck, hey…” Millie said as your teeth sunk into her skin as you drunk her blood. Her shirt unbuttoned and hanging off her arms as you held her onto her waist, feeding on her. Millie was one of your closer friends even if she was a co-worker and she allowed you to do things like this. She counted like it was a blood donation, which it kinda is that. Her blood was sweet and dark in red. It was healthy. Which made her your number 1 to turn to when it time to feed.

Teeth leaving her skin as you licked your lips and a string of thank you left your mouth. As she was buttoning her shirt up “it’s not problem, you’re my best friend. My weird best friend” you smiled at that. Fangs viable and tongue visibly red from the blood. Up and off your feet and wetting a paper towel as you returned to her and rubbed the excess blood over the mark with pressure as you discarded the paper towel.

“What were you gonna tell me earlier before I started feeding on you.” Millie stretched as she sat in the chair, before getting her phone off the table. “I found a dating app, it’s called “hookship” it’s basically a place where you can hook up or find potential long lasting partners. Even short term. “I don’t know Mill..”

“I’m not one for the dating apps, there’s some many creeps and weirdos online” and what you said was the truth, you never knew who you could trust online and Millie could understand that point but you really needed someone. “Just give it a try, please.”

“Maybe, it might be different right?”

You stared at your phone at 2:42 AM at the welcome sign. Eyeing the “make an account button” is this really a good idea? Are you this desperate? You weren’t ugly or anything that you HAD to use a dating app. But this could be a new experience for you, this would take a lot of thought and tonight wasn’t the night for this.

You’d click your phone off and lay your head down on your pillow. You’d have a clear idea tomorrow, maybe.

taglist ; @remuslupinsno1slut

[vampzzi]

hey bae, i lvoe your writing but i was just wondering if you’d consider writing hobie taking normally- i just have a hard time reading what he’s saying sometimes, no hate to you i was just wondering- missing out a T or something every now and again is fine but sometimes it’s just a little difficult and i’d be able to picture the accent anyway?

so sorry if this was rude

Hii, sorry I’ve been gone for so long my heart issues are getting a little more serious so I was kinda chilling for a moment and getting that under “control”. But yes, I’m ngl with you I’ve fucked myself up cause I have dysgraphia and even rereading my own work it’s frustrating so from this point on I’ll be writing it in a normal way for everybody to be able to read. I apologize for my mistakes and no you did not come off as rude at all!!!

[vampzzi]

Chapter pushed to 7/14 due to body issues

CONNECTION — Spiderpunk

summary ; You work at a lingerie shop, you’re kept to yourself and well reserved but single. So, you go searching and see that a new site has launched that let’s users connect with people in their area or outside of it. You don’t normally trust sites like this but maybe it’ll be different this time.

cw; slow burn but not too much, nsfw content,, black coded reader, fluff, weed use, catered to hypersexuals, vampire reader, angst slightly but happy ending , fem bod reader but reader isn’t presented feminine (Masc fems rise up!!),, more tags to be added

“Welcome!! ” — 0001 ,, (07/12/23)

“Make account?” — 0002 ,, no date set

“Connect” — 0003 ,, no date set

“Error” — 0004 ,, no date set

“Log out” — 0005 ,, no date set

“Delete your account?” — 0006 ,, no date set

authors note ; I’m leaving this up to you guys, trans hobie or keep hobie as his canon

[vampzzi]

Hii you can do a Hobie x reader with daddy issues problems, maybe like reader's father dont like Hobie i love the idea if you can i will be so happy xoxo😺

cw : arguing, fighting, daddy issues , Hobie almost gets arrested

authors note : as someone with daddy issues, I’d love to complete this request.

It was a tense Wednesday night as you and your dad sat on the couch. Hobie sound asleep in your bed as your dad spoke first “I don’t like him, he seems like bad news” you scuff and cross your arms “and when have you ever liked anyone I date.” His eyes boring into yours with that same look of disappointment and irritation, that same face you hated seeing. “He seems like a junkie, I’m just trying to look out for you.”

“You never let me have anything good in life, it’s always your way”

“It’s for the best, I want what’s best for you”

“Then why can’t I be happy with him”

“Cause I just can’t approve of it.”

“You’ll understand when you’re ol-“ you cut him off with a sharp response “I’m older now dad, I’m not your little girl anymore. Im a full grown woman who is compatible of getting a car, having a license and going to work just like every other adult in this harsh world.” You’re cutting him off again before he can speak “you HAVE to stop babying me and you want what’s best for me. At least stop doing that.”

“You live under MY roof, not to mention I’m your father. You may be older but whatever i say goes when you live here.” What the fuck was he getting mad because you spoke out your truth, your fist balled in your lap as you chewed at your lip to ease your own anger, trying to keep yourself calm.

“I literally help around here with things, why can’t I just live my life?! you keeping saying it’s for the “better” but it’s not. You’re just controlling and want to push your definition of better onto me” your tone is harsh and your own voice is louder in volume, knowing you shouldn’t raise your voice at him cause of how he’ll spams out about it but he’s already three steps ahead of you.

“Don’t use that tone with me.”

“ I talk however I want cause I’m not a little girl.”

“Have some respect for your father”

“I will when you respect me.”

Up and off the couch as you’re walking away from him, he’s telling you to come back and sit down cause he’s not finished but you’re drowning him out. You don’t have the patience nor time for him anymore. It’s been far too long to deal with him as you’re opening your bedroom to reveal sleeping Hobie as you close the door quietly.

That was the first occurrence about Hobie.

Today is Thursday and you’re getting off your small little job that’s not the greatest but gets the bills paid and food in the house. You’re unlocking the door to see your boyfriend and your father, your father has your hands all over your boyfriend as Hobie is trying to not to put his hands on him for your sake. “You don’t deserve my daughter, you’re not good.” He’s yelling at Hobie as he pulls him and Hobie crashes into a wall and you’re quick to run over and grab your fathers arm as he’s trying to push further with Hobie.

“Stop this”

“Get your hands off me and stay in your place little girl”

He grabs your wrist as he holds onto it tightly as he’s tossing you on the couch as you clench your wrist. It aches and Hobie is quick to react when he hears your cry and he’s all up in your fathers space “Puttin' yor hands on yor daughter? that’s wild” his accent thick as your father tries to put his hands on Hobie again and he’s grabbing his hand. “Get the fuck out before I call the cops on you.”

Your dad is dead serious and you can tell and you just whimper while you hold your wrist. “gladly” Hobie is assisting you by your side as he sees that your wrist is bruising. “We’ll get you some ice when we get to my place” Hobie is assisting you as he’s grabbing your keys and wrapping his arm around you as you two walk out the door.

!!

When you guys get to his little place, he’s opening the door inside and motioning you to sit as he’s fetching you some ice for your wrist. His place is small but cozy and you could get use to waking up here with him, you were disappointed in your dad and thought he’d change but you were proven wrong again. “Sorry you 'ave a dad like that” he’s sitting down next to you handing you an ice pack as you place it on your wrist letting your head fall on his shoulder.

“It’s fine Hobie, I’m just glad I’m with you now”

“glad to be with you too luv”

[vampzzi]

I’m gonna be lacking on my writing for the next couple days cause I don’t have my medicine </3

[vampzzi]

whoop um

I'm the guitarist reader anon and i just wanna know if my ask got sent? cus i got a notif saying i couldn't send links and i have no idea if that means tumblr ate my ask for that or what

Tumblr ate your ask cus I never received it. Feel free to resubmit it tho, I’ll get working on it as soon it’s sent.

[vampzzi]

Hello! Would you write a Hobie x reader shot, where the reader had a fight and it was Hobie's turn to patch her up, also kind of Nsfw and comforting please? ;3 lots of praise please hehehe

cw ; semi detailed injury + wound handling, very fluffy, p in v, praise, not proof read, kinda angsty? , I’m sleepy and I got carried away

Can’t breath, your lungs burned as you stumbled through the alleyway. Your spidey senses weren’t even up to par but you needed to go. Building up enough energy to swing into Hobie’s apartment before gliding against his floor with a thud. You laid again the cool floor as it was ice cold against your warm skin, catching your breath as Hobie opened the door to see you slumped.

He was quick to walk to you and kneel down, holding a hand to help you up. “Wha' 'appened?” He spoke as he helped you sit down before looking wiring his room for something to patch you up. Your side was cut as it bled out into the material of your costume.

“A fight with a villain, just a little scratch” you were panting as Hobie looked back at you “a “li''le” scra'ch? you’re jokin” He’s coming back to you with a gauze and something to clean up the blood, ““pu' 'his 'ere while i go ge' some'hing””. Handing you a cloth as you put it on the cut, Hobie is leaving the room for a brief moment but you can hear water running.

You get comfortable while he’s gone in the bathroom as you assume. Focusing on your breathing, there’s a lot of adrenaline running through your veins still from the intensity of that fight. Your skin is becoming less warm and you can actually catch a breath as you look up to see Hobie running back in the room with a wet cloth.

You lift the dry one off as he’s kneeling down to clean your cut, flinching at the contact because of how sensitive the cut is. A stinging sensation being unpleasant as it courses through your whole body. “you could’ve called for backup love”. He’s applying the gauze on as you don’t look at him “I didn’t wanna dependent on anyone. I had it under control” he knows you’re rolling your eyes at him and he just shakes his head.

“you could’ve go' bloody killed” Hobie tries not to raise his voice at you cause he’s never had to raise his voice. “A chance, I was willing to take to protect my city.” Hobie knew you were dedicated to being Spider-Woman but the thought of losing you made him nauseous.

It’s dead sielnt but Hobie speaks up “You know i care abou' you” facing him when he says that “I know you do Hobie, you wouldn’t have patched me up if you didn’t.” He’s biting at his lip piercings “You’re righ', bu' le' me show you 'ah much i care abou' you”.

His lips on yours, the cool metal against your warm lips as you kiss. It’s not entirely heated but feels more passionate, he’s bringing you into his lap as you kiss. You feel small in his lap as the kiss is broken and his hands are on your sides.

““ge' 'his off, now” he’s referring to your suit as you’re pulling it off and he’s helping as it’s discarded. Resuming being back on his lap, his hands trail down from your chest to your panty line. His piercing against your collarbone as he kisses it, his teeth sink in as whimper escapes your lips.

“Such a good girl, le''in me 'ave my way wi'h 'er” Hobie’s hands is finding their way in your underwear as he plays with your slick, sticky stain in the front of garments as he sinks two fingers with ease. Hands finding their way gripping on his shirt as you bury your face in it. “Lemme see my pre''y girl, cmon” you whine as his fingers don’t move, quick to look at him as he smirks at your face.

Eyes blown with lust and desperation, without another word he’s moving his fingers inside of your walls. Moaning out his name while you clench down on his fingers with a cry. The way he scissors his fingers inside you makes you throw your head back “gonna cum on my fingers? make a mess on 'hem gawgeous”

Clamping down on his fingers as he touches that sweet spots inside you as you cum. Broken springs of nothing but his name come out as he plays with your hair with his other hand. Fingers still thrusting inside of you to help ride out your orgasm.

When his fingers pull out, he’s bringing them up to his mouth as he sucks on them. “Taste fuckin’ amazing” you’re already fucked out but he shuffling as he’s pulling his cock. You look at it and look at him “Ready?” Nodding as he has a hand on your waist helping guide you down on his cock as you both moan together.

Sinking down to the base with another delicious cry, there’s no time wasted before he fucks up into you “fuck me back slut'”. You’re obeying as you bounce, his cock kisses places you haven’t or anyone else has ever explored before. As you can’t stop the loud moans that escape your lips, Hobie bites his lip at the sight.

“you’re 'akin i' so well” the praise does stuff to your mind as you guys fuck like animals. It only takes a few more thrust before you’re cumming again. Gripping his shoulder as your moans are mumbled into his shirt. He fucks up into you before it tips into overstimulation and you whine out. “Fuck Hobie..I didn’t know you could fuck like that”

He’s pulling out with a wet sound as he lets you lay down before he pulls putting his pants back on. “I’m full of surprises luv” he’s getting back into bed with you as he wraps an arm around you “Bu' you okay?” You look at him with a tired smile “I’m more than okay.”

[vampzzi]

CONNECTION — Spiderpunk

summary ; You work at a lingerie shop, you’re kept to yourself and well reserved but single. So, you go searching and see that a new site has launched that let’s users connect with people in their area or outside of it. You don’t normally trust sites like this but maybe it’ll be different this time.

cw; slow burn but not too much, nsfw content,, black coded reader, fluff, weed use, catered to hypersexuals, vampire reader, angst slightly but happy ending , fem bod reader but reader isn’t presented feminine (Masc fems rise up!!),, more tags to be added

“Welcome!! ” — 0001 ,, CHAPTER RELEASED..

“Make account?” — 0002 ,, no date set

“Connect” — 0003 ,, no date set

“Error” — 0004 ,, no date set

“Log out” — 0005 ,, no date set

“Delete your account?” — 0006 ,, no date set

authors note ; I’m leaving this up to you guys, trans hobie or keep hobie as his canon

[vampzzi]

ITS POSTED!!!

If no one is willing to write a drabble of Hobie licking whipped cream off the readers boobs then I WILL!!

[vampzzi]

spiderpunk (hobie brown) x fem!reader

Content warning ; foodplay, titplay, fingering, no penetration, hair pulling, what is it called when you lick squirt, squirt consuming (?), not proofread, no plot just immediate smut

tag list ; @remuslupinsno1slut @faerieeviee @otaku-degenarate @6thhokageswife @autumn-hiraeth

A plate of strawberries, whipped cream and brownie sat on the bed with you and Hobie. You had decided that you’d reward Hobie for all his work as being Spider-Man. Who doesn’t love hyping up their man for their job that saves the world basically. But instead of having a slow day he’d rather have his face buried in your neck and suck at that sensitive part, biting, scraping his teeth against it, licking at it. All these mixed actions on your neck had you letting out low moans. “mm, you 'aste swee'er 'han 'he brownies “

He mumbled in your neck before Hobie pulled his head back as your skin started to bruise from his loving assault against it. He put the brownies on the dresser and the strawberries but took one out the bowl. “open by our mou'h babe —S'ick your 'ongue ou' 'oo” his voice was mesmerizing against your clouded brain as you opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out.

His massive rough hands against your jaw as he shook the bottle of whipped cream before filling your moist with it, a cool sensation spread through your mouth as your taste enjoyed the delicious sweet flavor before Hobie was placing the sliced strawberry inside and his lips were on yours, bumping noses together. As he got to taste the sweet mix of strawberry and whipped cream. His tongue invading your mouth as he tried to taste and explore every crevice of your mouth.

The way your tongues collided as he dominated you had you soaking in your shorts, the slick sticky in your underwear as the need for friction was detrimental.

The way your body rutted against the cover of your shared bed made Hobie pull away, that pretty string of saliva clung to both your lips. His hands on your hips, rubbing circles on each side “Needy li''le 'hin aren’' you?”. Hobie’s ringed fingers come down and slide into your shorts and panties, an embarrassingly slick sound emits from your folds. His fingers run through the slick slowly before he’s leaning you back against the pillow and sliding your shorts off.

“Hobie-“ you whined out as you closed your legs as he forced them open, nibbling on your ear as you could hear his heavy breathing in your ear. “You said all ov 'his was a reward love, i’m jus' ge''in my reward” before you could even protest, you felt the cool feeling of something on your breast on before you looked down to see Hobie spraying the whipped cream on your boobs.

His tongue ran the mountain of whipped cream before he latched into your nipple, your mouth hung out as you moaned out from the stimulation while his hand was busying tracing your folds and playing with your slit. 2 fingers slipped inside while he licked and sucked at your boobs and you couldn’t even form words.

A little foreplay and you were a fucking mess, it was adorable in his eyes. His pretty little slut. Hobie’s fingers moved slow inside, stretching you out before he was gonna absolutely finger bang you just like last time. A hand in his hair as you tugged at him when he unlatched from that nipple and focused on the other, smearing whipped cream everywhere while he worked.

You looked like art to him, the angle of his fingers changed and his long fingers were ramming into you your g-spot being destroyed by his skilled fingers. Slick dripping out, the sounds of your pussy getting louder and louder, the way you clenched on his fingers. The way you moaned his name, begged for more, whimpers and whines, loud moans he noted all over it as he was hard as a rock inside his tight pants.

Your back was arching off the bed as you squirted, Hobie caught your nipple with his finger as he toyed with it while fucking your pussy faster with his finger only causing a bigger mess to spread on your shared sheets. Lips colliding with his as his fingers were overstimulating you, he pulled away and dipped down to your pussy. Tongue immediately pushing inside as he tasted you, slurping at your pussy like it was best thing ever. It was loud snd embarrassing, his face glistening when he pulled himself up and wiped his face.

“I 'hink, you deserve a good fucking, yeah?”