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Hobie Brown dating someone who dresses up Lolita? :3

Hobie Brown with a S/O who dresses up Lolita Headcanon!

-I feel like he would just love every outfit that you would put on, he's living for when he gets a text that you got a new outfit. "No way, fashion show when I get home??"

-If you possibly make your own accessories and dresses, he would keep an eye out for any fabrics you might like, he'll swing by the local fabric store weekly if he has the time. (He knows a guy who knows a guy who lets him take fabric free of charge)

-Hobie would probably really inspired from your clothes, adding the scrapped patches from your projects to his own clothes. "Don't I look pretty too, eh?"

-If you dressed in something Hobie really likes, have a fun time trying to keep this man off of you. "But darling, you look so adorable~" he would coo, rubbing his hands up and down your sides, looking at you with nothing less than absolutely affection.

Can we appreciate Hobie possibly not knowing all American lingo and mistakes Sloppy Joes as an Sex Reference?

Gwen: Hey, Miles! I'm feeling like I could go for a sloppy joe, how about you?

Hobie: *squints at Gwen*

Miles: I mean, yeah but they're so messy and I still have stains on my shirt from the last one-

Hobie: *chokes on saliva*

Miles and Gwen turn to Hobie:

Miles: Dude- do you want one or something?

Hobie: *Stares at them in baffled British* The fuck is an sloppy joe?????

I really love your blog! I love reading your headcannons. :3

What about Hobie Brown dating someone who’s into Kpop? :0

(So sorry! I haven't checked my messages in a minute, thank you for the request!)

Hobie Brown with an S/O who into Kpop!

-He will listen to you rant about your new favorite song with ease, nodding along with interest knowing full well he has felt that rush of finding a new favorite, even if he may or may not be into the genre himself, he'll listen entirely content and patiently.

-If you have a favorite of a certain band, he will tease you softly everytime they show up on the television or your social media. "Oi, luv. Look, it's your girlfriend/boyfriend~" he would tease, not bothered by the fact you might have an interest in a certain person of a group.

-If you tried to get him into some of your favorite groups music, he might give it a few listens, complimenting what he likes, but, ultimately his heart probably belongs to punk rock, but...if you see him nodding his head along to your favorite bands new song, he'll avidly deny it. "Pshh, nahhh, you're imaginin' things."

-He won't be bothered if he comes back to you rewatching some movies or other series that involves your favorite group, merely cozying himself up beside you, grabbing an handful of popcorn. "Is this the one where he cheats on her? He looks punchable.."

Hobie Brown Quirks Headcanons

-Do not bend down in front of this man if you're either his partner or very close friends, he is smacking your ass, regardless of where you are, without shame. When you turn around to scold him, he has an carefree grin on his face, hands up in mock innocnce. "I 'ave not a Scooby Doo what you're talkin' bout."

-He will curse out inanimate objects. Stubs his toe on the way out of his place on a loose floorboard? He's cussing it out, he accidentally gets wacked in the head by a branch? he's flipping it off. His reasoning is, "I ain't about discrimination, everything can be cursed out."

-I don't necessarily see Hobie being a messy person, being punk doesn't equal having an messy lifestyle, however he will have his days where he wakes up, with an ungodly need to clean. he's tying his hair up, and has an armload of cleaning supplies, and just cleans top to bottom. I just see him having a blast cleaning with his favorite playlist in the background bumping, nodding his head along to the beat as he sweeps.

-Pins. Pins and stickers everywhere. His mirror has the edges covered in stickers, with a bit of spray paint edging the rim as well, the back of his door? Covered completely, stickers overlapping from different shows he might have been out to completely random ones. He for sure has multiple pins that's "Kindly Introduce the Rich to my Fist" related. He sees a bucket full of stickers at local businesses? He passes by a few times a week to scope out which ones he doesn't have.

A Right Fool Indeed

Hobie tries his damnedest to keep you content and loved, always ensuring that you have little trinkets from him and that you know that you're loved with written reminders placed around the flat, however he can't always keep his promises of attending date nights time and time again due to something going haywire in the spider society, so, naturally on the fourth attempt of date night with Hobie being an no show, you give him the dreaded silent treatment.

Hobie enters through your shared flat door, in well consideration of your "no dimensional warping or teleporting in the house" rule you've set in place after too many incidents of being crashed into or something breaking due to his fashionable arrival and exits. He is also well prepared to suck up for missing yet another date night, having stopped along your favorite park to gather some flowers, gripping them carefully in his right hand.

He rolls his shoulders, calling out to you that he's home as he shuts the door behind him. he slugs off his vest, placing it on the coat rack to the side of the entryway before making his way further inside, searching for you. "Babe? Are you home?" He calls out once more, looking around in mild confusion, you usually would inform him if you left the apartment before he came back from an mission.

He keeps looking around, his face growing more and more confused each time as he turns up empty handed. That is, until he reaches the bedroom, opening the door with a soft creek of the old wood, Hobie's eyes finally land upon you, laying on your belly as you read a book. He brightens, walking further to kneel in front of you on the bed.

"Hello my little trouble n strife, I was looking for you." He smiles, his handful of flowers coming up to offer them to you, right beside your book as he peers down at it. "Now, I know, I've missed another date night and I truly am sorry, honest." He rambles meaningfully, "I nicked you some flowers from McAllen Park, the one where the little daises and daffodils are, plucked some just as an peace offering-" He looks up, and pauses, you...you haven't even looked up at him, matter of fact, you haven't spoke his ear off as he expected when he came within your view.

Hobie gives a small nervous chuckle, bringing his hand to wave out in front of your face, trying to figure out if you're truly that invested in your book. You merely blink, your eyes moving to side to side as you read each word with almost chilling nonchalance. Hobie only stares at you, his confusion growing each second longer than you read, not greeting him or anything.

Slowly, realization sinks in as you continue to ignore him. 'fuuuuck me' he thinks in his head, he leans closer, and lets his head fall upon the covers of the mattress in front of your book, as well as the flowers and groans. "Sweetheaaaart, are you that angry with me?" His muffled voice murmurs through the fabric of the mattress. You, as stubborn as ever, remain silent and keep your focus on your book.

Hobie looks up from having buried his head in the mattress to gauge if you're looking at him, or, at the very least not reading anymore, he only pouts slightly as he realizes his sweet partner wouldn't be his sweet partner without being as equally if not more stubborn than him.

Hobie places his hands in a begging motion on top of the bed, looking up at you with the most pitiful expression he can manage. "I know, darlin' I have no right to expect your forgiveness, it isn't fair to you that I can't attend the dates we plan and it breaks my heart that I can't be on time, or there at all. I'm a right fool-" that seems to catch your attention, as you close your book with a small thump, finally looking up at him and nod, with a matter of fact look on your face.

Hobie pauses, before repeating the phrase that got your attention, "I'm a right fool?" He questions, and at that you merely nod and smile satisfied with his conclusion, sitting up on the bed and walking out of the room, taking your book with you but you don't acknowledge Hobie other than that. Hobie stands, turning around to watch you leave with a befuddled look on his handsome features.

"Well, I'll be damned." He breathes, realizing the pure amount of effort and time he will have to put into getting you to speak with him again, he smiles and shakes his head. "That's my love, stubborn as a damn mule." He murmurs before walking out behind you, already thinking of ideas to break your silence.

Hobie Brown things he does for his partner Headcanon!

-Hobie is all over spending time with his partner, so, he'll consider most things he does with you as dates or he'll take preparation in doing something romantic but Hobie style. Say you're walking to the shops and you're eyeing a pastry in passing by? You and him are making said pastry at home in bulk later that evening, you point out an empty wall in the distance that would look so cool if it matched the other graffiti around it? You'll awake the next morning to that area graffiti-ed with your and Hobies initials hidden among the spray paint.

-Cuddles. He's extra touchy with his friends you think his partner isn't going to get any of the love? Heck nah, he's all over them. He doesn't really care for "indecent exposure" it's just a few kisses and cuddles in public, HOWEVER, if someone is eyeing you up with ulterior motives that changes instantly, now, he says he doesn't get jealous and he knows you're your own person and that you guys are in a loyal relationship but the other person clearly doesn't get that if they keep looking at you like that so he responds by standing behind you with a hand on your hip, or having you sit in his lap facing him. "Ah-ah-ah, no looking away we're trying to prove a point, yeah?" He'd hum into your ear, while giving the person an very indiscreet flip off behind you.

-He would be an asshole but in a loving way, if you ask him to reach for something on a top shelf or something he would say "No." But he would reach for the item and give it to you anyways. Or say you're in bed together and you want Hobie to get out of bed to retrieve an item you deem too far away, he would groan but poke your sides until you add a "please my wonderful amazing boyfriend" and then he'll get up and retrieve said item.

-Hobie might tie your shoe laces when they're untied and he notices, but, there have been plenty of times where you just haven't tied them when you aren't around him (And you've just gotten so used to Hobie doing it, you often forget to do it yourself), which leads to you tripping and getting bruises and scrapes on your knees. Hobie, ever the observant one, would notice if you were rubbing at your knees throughout the day, tugging you to sit down and giving an expectant eyebrow raised look at you that just says, 'Show me, you idget' so you do and he would lean forward, inspecting the injuries areas with gentle hands but he would click his tongue, looking up at you. "How many times 'ave I told you to tie your bleedin chucks?" He would huff as he gathers ointment and bandages, bandaging your knees with feather like touch no matter what his tone is.

-Says he isn't a giant softy when it comes to you, but he is so the type to dance with you late at night in the kitchen, brushing your hair behind your ear and giving you the softest yet most passionate kisses.

Hobie Doodle <3

Hobie Brown as a Brother Headcanon!

-Hobie as a brother would bring you to rallies and strikes, knowing you'd want to be part of the action as well, and of course he would assist you in making signs and ensuring you're in proper attire before coming along with.

-He would be protective, no matter if you're older or younger than him, especially when someone flirts with you. He would be behind you, noticing someone giving you looks and as they begin to walk over he would murmur in your ear, eyeing the person with caution, "Want em gone? I ain't above murder.."

-He would be the first person you would tell when you rip something that you own, and he would click his tongue, taking the item you ripped and inspecting it with gentle hands. "What 'ave I told you? I ain't your personal seamstress." He would huff, although he's already grabbing at his needle and thread..

-Hobie as a brother would just have a second sense for things, like if you were to get in trouble. He would slide up beside you, looking extremely amused as he nudges your side with his elbow. "So what'd you do? C'mon, tell me." He would urge until you finally give in saying how you graffiti-ed the water tower, he would clap and smile, "That's what I'm talkin' bout!"

oh geez umm no anon option SCREAMS

BUT

i read ab the hispanic s/o hcs and i absolutely ADORED it :D

sadly im not hispanic

but thats why im here

what ab hobie with an asian s/o ?

(u dont needa do this ask if you dont want to, i was just wondering :D)

(Thank you so much! I try to fulfil requests when I'm able to but please keep sending ideas guys, they're amazing!)

Hobie Brown with an Asian S/O!

-When you're cooking in the kitchen, he can't help but want to be apart of the process, volunteering for cutting veggies or asking questions for what each sauce does for each dish, and of course he's going to be your taste tester! "Oh. My. Days. This is delicious, can you make more???"

-He's intrigued in your traditional clothes if you have any, maybe even getting inspiration for a few of his tinkerings with the patterns from your clothes in mind, adding the patterns to his devices with his own punk flare. He would often make little jewelry pieces for you as well, noticing what you prefer, be it earrings, bracelets, necklaces or rings, he's taking note of what you like to wear and what you don't for future gifts!

-When you get to cleaning the apartment, he's cleaning right beside you as you both talk and laugh about how your days went, and when you're both finally finished, Hobie suggests that you guys make dinner together, trying eagerly to learn your delicious family recipes. "I'm not saying that I eat this everyday if I could but.... actually yes that's what I'm saying."

Not today

(Warning: The following short story involves smut! Do not read if you feel uncomfortable with that topic!)

I begin to stir from my sleep at the sound of my alarm clock buzzing on the nightstand, moving to turn it off with a sluggish hand. But, I don't have the chance to since I feel Hobies arm slug over mine and his fist connects with it first.

I'm instantly awake at the feeling of small parts of the alarm clock pelting my face. "Babe!" I hiss, and Hobie merely hums and snuggles into my shoulder as if he didn't just smash the fifth alarm clock in a row.

"That was the fifth alarm clock." I deadpan.

"Yea? Thought it was the seventh..." Hobie murmurs into my shoulder, his eyes remaining closed as he attempts to go back to sleep. "I'll getcha 'nother one later."

I shuffle away from him, and lay on my side to glare at him much to Hobies distain as he scoots closer, trying to steal my body warmth underneath the covers.

"I can feel your glare, baby. Jus' go back to sleep wit me." The end of his voice turns into a slight whine as he opens his beautiful brown eyes to give me a small pout.

I continue to glare at him, before briefly rolling my eyes at him. "You're not winning this." I huff, "You can't keep breaking my alarm clocks." My glare moves towards Hobies hand that's creeping up my thigh.

"Course, love. I could make it up to you?" Hobie's sleep thick voice suggests, his eyes flickering down to rest where his hand is stroking the skin of my upper thigh, drifting very close to the leg opening of my loose pajama shorts.

My glare falters just for a moment at the touch of his hand but my stubborn streaks proves hardy as I keep up the glare, shaking my head. "You can't possibly make up for breaking that many alarm clocks." I quietly scoff, Hobie's eyebrows quirk up at that.

"You're sure?" Hobie says softly, scooting closer to me and with familiar ease, positions my leg over his sweatpants clothed hip, laying right beside me now and my eyes flutter briefly, but I shake my head. "Nope." Even going extra by popping the P on the word.

Hobie merely snickers, and nods in false agreement. "Such a brat." Hobie breathes before one hand moves up to my chin, tilting my head up and leaning his head down to my throat, pressing soft kisses and nibbles to the sensitive flesh.

"This isn't fair." I groan softly, but make no protest to move my chin from his gentle grip nor shuffle away from him and Hobie hums in agreement against my throat. "Life ain't fair, love." As he continues his kisses his other hand moves into the hem of my pajamas pants, slipping effectively past thin barriers, his fingers delving in between already slick folds yet not entering.

"Mmfh-" I bite my lip to not give in entirely to Hobie, not letting him hear how his kisses or touches affect me. Hobie chuckles at my attempt to quiet myself, leaning back to look at me, hair still wild from sleep and cheeks flushed as his finger expertly teases around my sensitive nub, yet never directly touching it.

"You're still sure I can't make it up to you?" He asks, tilting his head as a small cocky smile finds itself on his lips, and my eyes are practically glued onto his smile, wanting absolutely nothing more than to kiss them bruised and breathless.

"I can't, I have to go to a lecture-"

Hobie scoffs at my words,before nudging my leg open further with his own and flipping the position to hover above me with one arm above my head, fingers still teasing sensitive flesh. "Not today, you're not." He says, before leaning down and kissing me deeply, his tongue already swiping my bottom lip for access and at this moment, I've never agreed with Hobie more.

Not today.

What about Hobie Brown with a Hispanic/Latino Partner? :0

Hobie Brown with an Hispanic/Latino S/O!

-If you come back from a family gathering, this man is instantly sitting down beside you wanting to know the juicest of gossip that's been going on, he'll run and grab a bag of chips before sitting back down beside you, eagerly listening to hear how Cousin Alejandro has been getting in trouble with all the ladies while Auntie Eliza is going on her forth husband or something. "No way! What happened next babe?" He asks while shoveling chips into his mouth.

-If you have unruly hair, and need help this man is already sitting you down between his legs and taming the beast of your hair, he's likely had similar experiences due to his own hair being quite thick so he'll always offer a helping hand to his lover. "Did you also sleep right the toaster...but lose?" He wouldn't be able to resist an smile at your unamused face.

-If you bring him along to family gatherings, I don't think he would really interact with the cousins, or siblings of yours around his age, he's mostly playing with the kids, running around playing hide n seek or something, he'd of course be cordial with the other family but kids are much simpler for him to interact with, and kids like him because he's built like a jungle gym. (lovingly, of course)

-I think he would attempt to speak your native or second language if you knew it, its something he'll try to improve on over time, you'll sometimes hear him mumbling about his streak and something about a stupid green bird, but, if you're in the other room you might hear Hobie speaking underneath his breath, "I think im saying this right??"

Part two of Plus size partner with Hobie? :3

Hobie Brown with plus sized S/O part II!

-Hobie, ever the doting yet cautious partner wouldn't straight out say he wants you to wear his clothes, BUT he would probably leave them around your place so frequently that you'd end up wearing a few of his clothing items, be it a hoodie or shirt and when he notices you're wearing it, this man is beaming for hours. "I think ah fell in love all ova' again."

-Hobie proudly has an arm around you whenever you're out somewhere, be it an arm just hung around your shoulders or an small grip on your waist. He's just content with the small contact between you both, but if you try to push him off saying that it's indecent to show such public affection in public, he would scoff playfully. "And? You're my darling, indecent exposure my arse."

-If you got some new clothing items from a local shop or something, Hobie would want you to show him all the new items you got, he would insist that his darling give him a fashion show, even teaching you a runway model walk from his brief time as one and when you come out after changing he's clapping and shouting praises as if he's at an actual show while sitting on the couch. "There's my dove!" "Oh my days, look at them go!"

Hobie Brown with an insomniac S/O

-Hobie probably has some insomniac tendencies as well, so the both of you might stay up together until one falls asleep, covering whomever falls asleep first up with an blanket.

-Hobie would try to be the one to head to bed last if he can help it, making you a soothing tea or snack in attempts to relax you to bed before him OR he would blast his punk music and get to you to dance with him on the bed, trying to tire the both of you out completely in attempt for sleep. It's usually the second option.

-He would totally suggest an pillow fight, sometimes you'd be just watching something on the television late at night and, you'd have a second to react before a pillow would be thrown in your direction. "To the death!" Although it would mostly end with the both of you panting on the floor, having exhausted yourselves running about the apartment, dodging, ducking and smacking each other with pillows. "Worth it." Hobie would wheeze.

-If you're not feeling up to a snack or a midnight mosh pit in your room, Hobie is more than content to just hold you in his arms, while one hand is either rubbing up and down your back or fiddling with your hair murmuring softly about his day, and when you finally fall asleep to his voice, he would just admire for a few moments, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead and whispering tired reassurance for your dreams. "S'all right there, Sweet pea."

Hey I love your headcannons!

I was wondering if you can write some HCS of Hobie Brown dating a plus size partner? :3

Thanks!

Thank you so much! I'd be happy to!

Hobie Brown with a plus sized S/O

-Hobie will always have a hand on you, just generally cuddling you close, his love language is touch so this man quite literally is never more than a few feet from you.

-He uses your lap as his pillow very frequently, often times if you're sitting down on the couch it's about five minutes until Hobies head has made itself comfortable there, looking up at you with a cheeky grin. "Wha, im comfortable, aren't you comfortable?"

-Hobie is very big on showing his affection, so he'll often times come up behind you while you're making dinner or something, nuzzle his head into yours slightly and gently stroke the skin of your hip, asking what you're doing although it's very obvious what that is, he just likes to hear you talk.

-If anyone gives you a look, this man is on them before you even glance at them. He's smiling at them over your head (If you're shorter) or leaning behind you, (If you're taller) but the smile doesn't reach his eyes, and that smile is very dangerous. An almost, 'i fuckin dare you' smile.

-If you're ever feeling insecure about yourself, Hobie just knows, even if you don't tell him anything. He'll do extra things for you that day, maybe more kisses or cuddles than usual, dropping some reminders of how you and him first got together, emphasizing how amazing you look. "You remember when we met? All I'm saying is, I'm one lucky bloke." He would say, brushing your hair back with a adoring smile.

Across the Spiderverse Characters as dances

-Hobie would be the moonwalk, he's effortless and smooth with it too, sometimes he'll do it out of pure boredom.

-Miles would be the worm, it's like the most basic dance he knows and when asked to dance, all other dances go out of his head. (Uncle Aaron one thousand percent taught him it to "get the ladies")

-Gwen would probably be the sprinkler, her motions are kinda awkward at first until she gets comfortable then her arm is just swinging with a huge smile on her face.

-Miguel would be the salsa, he just seems to know it down to a pat but he probably doesn't dance often so his motions might be a bit less fluid than what they used to be.

-Peter would insist that the dab was a dance, partly in effort to not get asked dance but upon insistence he would probably do the whip and nae nae, but add his own dance like "sling the web" into it.

-Mayday (I couldn't not add her) she's doing her own little mix of the dances with clumsy toddler limbs of course, but she would do the little toddler shuffle where she bounces up and down slightly, with a bright smile on her lips.

Hobie Brown with an asthmatic S/O

This man is stressed, he knows you can take care of yourself but seeing you have an asthma attack first hand has made him a bit of a mother hen at times, even though he tries not to be.

Bundles you extra warm and tight in the winter, and makes sure you have your inhaler always accessible when it's summer or spring.

He knows you have pockets but, just as a small gift he makes a small pouch for your inhaler, adding some stickers to remember him by on it.

When he spars with you, he would check in if he hears you get a bit wheezy. "You feelin' alright, love?" "Yes, babe, just like ten minutes ago." "Jus checking on my trouble n strife is all."

If you have any specific allergies or anything makes your asthma act up, he's removing the source instantly if he can help it. An plant? Gone. An furry animal in shedding season? He's luring the it away with a treat and pets, hurriedly washing his hands before returning to you.

If you forget about your inhaler at times, you're getting major attitude. "You got your inhaler, lovey?" "Yes, babe." "...you're sure." An pause..."yes..." "Then why am I looking at it on the bedside table." Another long silence. "I dunno."