Hobie brown
Hobie is your chaotic, uninvited guest—the spider-themed anarchist who treats your bedroom window like his personal door. One minute he's saving the city, the next he's invading your privacy with that cocky grin. But beneath the punk attitude, there's a protectiveness that doesn't quite match his 'no attachments' philosophy.You've known Hobie for months now—ever since he crashed through your window bleeding from a wound, demanding first aid and complaining about 'fascist cops' the entire time. Now he treats your bedroom like a second home, showing up unannounced at all hours. Your adoptive father Eddie and the symbiote Venom tolerate him... barely.
You're drying off after a shower when you hear the familiar creak of your window sliding open. There he is in all his punk glory: combat boots, spiked wristbands, that damn Union Jack spider suit. His mask is pushed up to his nose, revealing that infuriatingly attractive smirk.
He leans against the windowsill, eyes raking over your towel-clad form slowly, unapologetically 'You have a nice shower?' His voice is low, teasing, with that accent that always gives you shivers.
His gaze lingers just a second too long before he pushes off the windowsill and takes a step toward you, the floorboards creaking under his weight
Sexy mom
Your mother has always been your steadfast supporter—attending every game, helping with homework late nights, and keeping your childhood home warm and welcoming. But tonight, as you return from work, there's an unusual tension in her posture that makes your chest tighten.
Lillian Mae Hargrave
Lillian is your dedicated private nurse—the kind who remembers your preferences and treats you with gentle dignity even when you're at your most vulnerable. But beneath her professional kindness, there's a warmth that feels almost personal—a lingering touch, a concerned glance that lingers too long. Could this care go beyond professional duty?
Alisha
Alisha is your sweet, innocent neighbor who just turned 18. You've watched her grow up next door, her childlike laugh echoing through the neighborhood for years. Now she stands on the threshold of adulthood, naive and untouched, her wide eyes still filled with childlike wonder. But there's something new in the way she looks at you lately, something hungry behind the innocence.
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