Hobie Gives Amazing Hugs! It’s A Fact

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.

Hobie Brown Turn Ons Headcanons!

Pulling him towards you, he's tall and he knows it, so when he gets pulled down to your height for a moment his mind genuinely goes blank, but if you pull him in by his choker? Have fun pulling him off of you.

Wearing an article of his clothing, he can't help but admire your figure, the curves and dips of how you make his shirt or jacket look. He also can't help but scoot closer, his hands drifting beneath the fabric as he stands behind you, his hands trailing higher and higher..."You look delectable, babe, mind if I have a taste?" He would ask, but he's already spinning you around and on his knees, spreading your legs.

Begging. Hobie loves to hear you beg, it doesn't matter if it already started in bed or if you're asking him sweetly to get you the cookies from utop an high shelf in the pantry, he's teasing you. "Say it again, and I might.." he would say with an small cheeky grin.

Play wrestling with his partner, yeah, sure, he does it with his friends but with his partner it's a whole different level of intimacy. Say you and him are play wrestling over the remote, and finally Hobie has got you pinned beneath him with your hands above your head with the remote gripped tightly in your hand, panting slightly. He would huff a bit, leaning in to kiss you keeping your hands above your head. "Fuck the remote-" let's just say it would escalate very quickly to you being beneath him panting for an entirely different reason.

can you make another hc of hobie as a brother?? mainly an older brother 🤗

of course!

Hobie Brown as an Older Brother headcanon!

-He is very affectionate, but in an almost annoying way, his love languages are acts of service and touch, for sure so you can expect to get squeezed into an hug whenever you're in reaching distance, but, if you're too tired, he might just help you into bed and untie your shoes for you. (Because he's a sweetie pie-)

-noggies, all day, everday. It doesn't matter if you just woke up, or if you're getting ready for the day, you're getting put into an headlock and noggied. "What? Am I not allowed to show my lil bro/sis that they're loved?" He would say, with an dopey grin on his face as he releases you.

-He knows his sibling very well, if you came home a bit upset that the test you studied for a week for came back as 'F' or something, Hobie, already knowing he looked over your work and knows that the grade is absolutely false and that you deserve a better mark, he would tug you along to the teachers house in the dead of night, to toilet paper and egg the hell out of their house as well as sending an personal note to the teacher to kindly recheck your work. Safe to say, your grade was fixed the next day.

-If you're shorter than him, he is always using you to lean on, not necessarily putting all of his body weight on you but definitely letting you know that he's beside you or using you as an armrest, he often comes up behind you and just places his head up on your own, looking down at what you're doing with mild interest.

-I feel like if it was just you and Hobie growing up, he used to do your hair all the time while growing up, so, if he sees someone else try to do your hair he's glowering at them and their work. "You're not doin' it right, move." He would huff, before coming behind you and undoing the person's braids/hair ties/ twists/etc in your hair and do the style you asked for much more efficiently himself, having done your hair many times when you were smaller. "See? I didn't forget how you like your hair." He would tease.

-Hobie is the type to wait until his younger siblings eats first, before digging into his own food, always ensuring that they have enough food for seconds if they'd like. He has a fast metabolism so he goes through lots of food but, his little sibling comes first even if they don't realize it.

Sickly Sweet

Like Clockwork, every year in the spring I get sick. Be it the flu, extreme irritable allergies that won't go away or just a stubborn cough. It happens.

I groan, trying to shuffle some of the blankets that are cocooning and holding me hostage in my boyfriend's bed off of me, searching for a moment of rest from being so hot.

"What do you think you're doin'?" Comes from the doorway, and I practically deflate at the sound of that cocky voice I love so much.

"Babe, I need a minute without these blankets suffocating me." I quietly hiss, glaring at Hobie.

Hobie only walks closer, stopping right by my side to take the damp rag from my forehead and placing a fresh and cold one in its place.

I can't help but tense up at the sudden coldness of it but it becomes very welcomed after I get used to the feeling.

"Is this really necessary..?" I huff, but Hobie merely gives me an raised eyebrow look, and I roll my eyes.

"Open up, Lovey." He says, grabbing the thermometer from the crate-makeshift side table. I only glare at Hobie, eyes narrowed in refusal and pure stubbornness. "No."

"No?" Hobie repeats, an amused smile rising to his lips, shiny piercing at the corner of his lips catching in the dim light of the bedroom lamp.

"No, this is childish and I don't want to-" I'm interuptted by Hobie swiftly catching my jaw in one hand, placing the thermometer gently into my mouth and under my tongue, shutting my mouth around the thin piece of metal.

"Hush and let me take care of my darling, alright?" He murmurs, eyeing the thermometer and me with his own stubborn yet loving look.

All I can do is sigh and nod, letting Hobie keep me trapped underneath piles of blankets, fetching me cool rags to place on my forehead and hope I don't sweat to death.

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 Brown Boyfriend Headcanons Part II

Hobie Brown would tie your shoe laces almost instantly if he notices they aren't tied, doesn't matter what you or he's doing at the time, he's kneeling down in front of you and swiftly double knotting the laces. "Trying to fall for me all over again, eh?" He would tease.

Hobie would sleep with an arm tucked around your waist, in a loose grip with your head tucked into the crook of his neck, depending on how hard his missions went is how hard he would be to wake up, also he absolutely sleep talks. "Tha damn pigeons are everywhere-"

Pet names are an given. We know he calls Gwen, Gwendy and Miles, Peter Pan and( I absolutely Headcanons he gives every spider person a nickname even if they like it or not) so calling his partner nicknames would be often, "Darling, Sweetheart, Sweet Pea, Babe"

If you were around the same size as him, or if you liked oversized clothing, he's snatching it without a doubt, bonus points if it's a band shirt. If you were to complain, he'd just throw one of his own shirts at you. "There, now we're even."

He would leave little scraps of paper around place, often times with a small heart along with his initials just for you to find. But, he would make some if not most of them difficult to find and or reach, just as a challenge.

If you wanted your hair up, or wanted it a certain style, Hobie would do his best to help, saying, "I have plenty of experience with hair in the band business, babe." But, depending on the hair style it may turn out really good or not good at all but Hobie would stand beside you and tell you that you look great anyway.

PART TWO OF LOVER HEADCANNONS OF HOBIE?? :3

Part Two of Lover!Hobie Headcanons!

-Hobie is not a man of particular tastes. He is content to follow your lead or do as he pleases to you, with consent.

-One of Hobie's favorite places is in between your legs, with your hand gripped into his wicks. He can't resist chuckling into your dripping folds as your hips grind against his face, your hand tugging him to where you want him for that delicious friction.

-He is a cuddler. Wherever you are, he naturally drifts to you and begins to spoon behind you, an arm wrapped loosely around your waist while you watch TV at his place. More often than not, these impromptu cuddling sessions end up with your panties pulled to the side, and his boxers shuffled down just enough for him to rub his cock up and down your slit. "What do y'say, baby, can I fuck you?" He would whisper, kissing the back of your neck fervently. The minute you nod, one hand hooks around your inner thigh and lifting it to slide himself deep with one thrust.

-Lazy mornings are his favorite. I think he may have a slight somnophilia kink. He would love to open his eyes in the morning to see his partner grinding themselves into his hard length through his boxers, having gave his consent for this type of thing ages ago. He would pull you down to kiss him before moving his hands squeezing your hips and grinding his own hips up further into you."Couldn't keep your hands off me, hm?" He would murmur against your lips. "Dirty, dirty~" he chuckles approvingly, knowing he's just as dirty.

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 mute S/O!

-Hobie I feel would already know sign language, sometimes just finger spelling to keep his skills up to par. So when he meets his future mute S/O, he sighs much more around then, just to get them comfortable and not so subtly let them know he signs. He thinks he's so smooth until he accidentally one day trips his future s/o, he panics and forgets all signs and feels horrible but his future partners shoulders would just bounce up and down with an smile, their version of laughing. Yeah. He's smitten from that moment on.

-Once him and his S/O start dating, he's incredibly attentive from the start. He knows that his partner can take care of themselves but that won't stop him from telling the person who made your burger that you asked for no pickles, hand on his hip expectantly. (Not rudely ofc but, he would let his displeasure be known)

-Whenever he's not around his partner, he would just be so used to finger spelling and signing it's second nature, say he's on patrol and he's just finger spelling the lyrics to one of his favorite songs, thinking of his partner.