Big Steppa! Hobie Brown X Gn!reader

big steppa! — hobie brown x gn!reader

summary: you ask to wear hobie’s platform boots and you didn’t realize how difficult it would be to manage

extras: he calls you “love”, his nickname is bee, hobie is taller then you, fluff

notes: I’ve only worn platforms once, nearly busted my ass in the halls, I’d totally wear them again though

you never realized how much of hobie’s height was caused by his platform boots, usually accompanied by dark blue laces and the boots would sometimes have a little bit of paint or whatever on them. if you were being honest, you never understood why he wore them, he was already tall as hell anyways being 6’5.

he taps the front of his shoe on the wooden floor on beat while playing a few riffs on his guitar, humming a tune, you turn to him as you’re doing overdue schoolwork on your desk.

“ aren’t those heavy?” you ask eying the boots and seeing the tall platforms, you wondered how he could even take a few steps in them. he stops playing and lightly chuckles “nah not really, I probably just got used to em”.

“ like for real? you can walk just fine?” you ask while putting the pencil down on the desk looking genuinely stunned. he laughs and gets up having his guitar lean on your bedframe, he starts walking and even spinning around a bit just to show you. “ feels alright, you wanna take em for a walk?” he ask smirking slightly like he’s challenging you.

“bet” you say getting up and he helps you put them on, tying the laces for you making a bow and wrapping his arm around to make one in the back, as you sit on the bed you swing your feet a bit “ these are heavy as hell.. you said they weren’t” you say as you manage to scoot up wobbling and nearly fall as the boots seem to have a mind of their own.

“careful love, hold my hand” he says with a light chuckle as he holds out his hand, you grab it as you take a step and another step and another, his shoes were much bigger so it made walking even harder in them, but you were a few inches more taller, “ I’m not gonna fall bee” you say despite you still holding onto his hand for support and him caressing it with his thumb softly, before he starts quietly laughing to himself before he spoke.

“you’re like a bambi on ice wearing these”

can i request hobie fluff with fem reader 😛 have fun with plot idm what happens or even if it’s hcs

this was one of the first requests i got, and i finally had an idea for it! ty for your patience :)

hobie brown x fem!reader

A few months ago, you bought an old digital camera at the secondhand store you frequented. You had recently managed to find a small and affordable apartment to move into, and you were excited to buy a few centerpieces and knickknacks to display throughout the quaint space you now called your own.

You weren't made of money, though, and the secondhand store had been a godsend, filled with a variety of items that almost made it too hard to choose.

In one of the hundreds of boxes scattered around the store, you found the small camera, and even though you were only looking for a vase for your living room, you decided to buy the camera, along with the small charger it came with and the very dirty pouch it was kept in.

When you showed Hobie your most recent purchase, he hadn't been too excited about it. "What 'd'you wanna take photos of?" he asked, not out of spite but genuine curiosity. "Special things," you had replied. "Pretty things," you added with a shrug.

Since then, you had taken a few pictures on the device; there were the few you had taken of the restless ocean upon visiting a small coastal city for the holidays, the pictures you had taken of your cousin in her prom dress because she looked so beautiful, and a few more in between you couldn't even remember taking.

Hobie seemed to enjoy using it more than you recently, though. Ironically so. The thing about his use of it, though, was that he only ever took pictures of you whenever he did use it.

You wouldn't lie, it flattered you, how he'd point the lens right at you and say "Smile for me," in a voice sweeter than honey itself. And you'd humor him, putting on your best smile for him—sometimes even showing teeth when you were in a good mood.

And he'd make a show of it every time. When the shutter went off and the picture was captured, he'd press a few buttons and turn the small screen towards you, showing you the picture with a prideful smile, like an artist displaying their best craft yet. "Look at that. Work of art," he'd add, and you'd just scoff, even though the comment never failed to give you butterflies.

"You never take pictures of anything else," you said one afternoon after he had just taken another picture of you working in the kitchen, stirring at a pan of sauce. You didn't look your best either; already in your pajamas with no makeup and ready to get into bed at any moment.

"It defeats the purpose of why I bought it in the first place," you added, scoffing when he turned the camera to you to show you the picture. You stared at the picture, then at him, as he turned the screen back to himself to give the picture a look.

"I said I was gonna take pictures of special things, remember?" you asked, and he hummed in agreement. "S'exactly what I've been doing," he said, still staring at the small screen of the camera, before his eyes met yours once again. "Can't think of anything more special."

personal n random Hobie Brown headcannons.

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a mix between x black!reader and just general headcannons / thoughts I have regarding his character. if you don’t agree with some of these, cool! Don’t tell me though bc I won’t care (/lh)

:: Hobie brown who throws himself onto you if he sees you in bed/on the couch without fail

:: Hobie brown who will eat whatever parts of your scran you don’t like. You hate pickles? He’ll happily take them off you when you take him out for a burger

:: Hobie who’ll just about eat anything you put in front of him so long as it’s seasoned appropriately, bro didn’t have the privilege to be picky ong

:: Hobie who gets choked up when he receives homemade/handcrafted gifts from his mates. the loose stitches n crumpled corners show him you care.

:: Hobie brown who has a shelf filled with bootleg copies of mainstream films. will look at you sideways when you tell him people pay to stream movies, refuses to use your account when you offer.

:: “Say what y’want about my collection- animation quality’s awful, directors choices are questionable but don’t act like it doesn’t bang every time you watch it”

:: Hobie whose book smart, public library was probably his best mate. means he’s got at least a few facts in a couple of obscure places. will list off resources at the drop of a hat if you tell him you want to read up on anarchist literature and black british (music, art) history etc.

:: Hobie brown whose on the aromantic spectrum!! That man is a pan-alterous icon heavy on the ALTEROUS. ATTRACTION. ‼️

:: Hobie brown who bites his nails despite them being painted to stop himself from biting them

:: Hobie brown who hooks you up when you express your interest in smoking weed, always making sure you practice safely/will happily check your shit for you if you source it from somewhere else

:: Hobie brown whose that friend who stops every 10 minutes when you’re out n about because he’s struck up conversation with someone who he thought had a sick fit on.

“Did you know them?”

“Nah mate- their hair looked wicked though, innit?”

“You were talking for half an hour…”

“Shit fr? Didn’t even get their name, ah well.”

:: Hobie brown who cackles at inappropriate moments during serious conversations- people swear he does it on purpose but he just finds humour in the weirdest shit?? Miguel could be talking about recent casualties and Hobie will be sniggering at his vocal inflection on the most irrelevant adverb.

:: in terms of music, a non-punk artist I see him fucking with is obongjayar

:: this nigga cannot cook. don’t try and convince me to say he can but anything that doesn’t involve simply microwaving it or adding boiling water my man is STRUGGLING.

:: but he is resourceful and creative though like let’s not lie- he’s got the brain power just not the success rate, you get me?

:: will let you brush out and do his edges for him when you’re bored at home- he doesn’t gaf if you use less popular black hair products or not- as long as his hair is CLEAN, smells good and is soft it could be eggs and mayonnaise and he’d let you use it on him (as long as it’s yk- ethical)

:: has an eclectic mix of beliefs n practices?? probably a reflection of the diverse community within London (or Old York) n the vast amount of people he knows in the spiderverse- I DUNNO he just seems very lax n down to try / learn abt whatever.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Hobi ^^

Hobie Brown's Slang

Okay, here is a bit of criticism and advise for how to write Hobie Brown's (from Spiderman: Across the Spiderverse) speech patterns.

When I read fics on Hobie Brown, the slang that he uses is not AT ALL the type of slang he uses in the movie. Fics like to use stereotypical British slang like 'wanker' or 'gheezer' and while it is sometimes said, it's not used often by youth in the UK nowadays.

Instead, the type of slang he uses is called 'Road' slang or 'Roadman' slang. I believe it's a mixture of Jamaican and British terms (please do correct me if I'm wrong, I may be British myself but I don't know everything).

For example, in the movie, Hobie says 'man like Miles, my guy!' after Miles goes against the Canon event. He's basically hyping Miles up - the term 'man like' is often followed up by a name to (as said before) hype that person up and praise them, in a way.

Another example of him using road slang is when he calls Miles a 'youngen' - it's quite obvious what he means by it, he's basically calling him a kid. This term is usually used by people who are quite a bit older than the recipient. In fact, it was his use of this term that solidified my theory of him being quite a few years older than Miles and thus, of him not being as much of a potential love interest for Gwen as an older brother figure for her.

Now, how do you write road slang? By learning it through watching people who use it often and understanding the context.

Some real people you can watch and learn the speech patterns of Hobie Brown through include:

KSI (the youtuber)

Mo Gilligan (the comedian)

Babatunde Aléshé (also a comedian)

And a series on Netflix that I highly recommend you watch in order to really understand the way he talks (though the above examples are good ways too) is the series 'Top Boy'. Though, a fair warning that it's quite the violent series due to it being about UK gangs.

Please keep in mind that this post is NOT AT ALL made to attack writers or put them down for the way they write Hobie, it is only here to inform and teach you how to write his speech patterns properly because he 100% deserves the accurate representation.

Hobie Brown is an amazing character that made me so happy to see on screen because he actually seems like a guy I would know and be friends with in real life rather than a stereotypical depiction of a British person that you see often in media nowadays. I feel the same way about Pavitr and the way the movie didn't stereotypically depict South Asians.

To see both my ethnicity and nationality being accurately depicted in western media is just an amazing feeling that I wish to convey to you all.

Love, a very happy spiderman fan.

(Update: I now have a post where I write Hobie's speech patterns myself so you can also use that as an example if you wish. But again, the examples listed above are much better to learn from since my one post can only teach you so much.)

- Instructions -

Pairing: Hobie x fem!pregnant!reader

Request: [ @spidersthetic ] building a new piece of furniture from a flat pack together w Hobie || Ok, so what I was thinking for this was reader is pregnant and they're setting up the nursery and Hobie claims to know how to build the crib without the instructions and she doubts he can but enjoys the show as he struggles so like 10 minutes later, he gives up and asks her to give him the instructions and she tries not to laugh and comforts him a little.

Synopsis: Hobie tries to put together your child’s crib but it doesn’t goes the way he planned in his head.

Content: fluff, Hobie trying to avoid instructions at all costs, reader supporting him no matter what, small Miguel diss, Reader being a cutie, cute and fluffy pregnancy fic

Author’s Note: I had fun writing this! This is my first time writing for astv or anything outside of avatar so I hope you all enjoy this!

- Shoutout to my bestie, @spidersthetic for all her encouraging words and helping me while I’ve been making my transition to writing for astv! If it wasn’t for her sending me prompts/requests I wouldn’t have known what to write!

Word Count: 710

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“Hobie, baby, can you please just read the instructions? I’ve been sitting in here with you for half an hour and nothing is done.”

“I told you I don’t need instructions. I got this. Don’t you have faith in your man?” His overconfident smile rises as he walks over and plants a kiss on your forehead to reassure you that he could handle this since in his eyes, it’s a minuscule task.

You shake your head, a chuckle emerging from your lips, knowing that this was going to go the opposite of what Hobie has in mind. “You’re right baby. I’m sorry, you got this!” You give him a wide smile along with two thumbs up to emphasize your support, and settle back to watching him once again attempt to put together your unborn child’s crib.

It’s been ten minutes since his last attempt, and just like you assumed it isn’t going well. However you wouldn’t deny that it was currently your source of entertainment. Hobie has multiple pieces scattered around the nursery; screws, and bolts attached to parts they shouldn’t be. And he looks by all means confused about how to assemble the crib.

As Hobie continues trying to figure out which part goes where, he starts growing frustrated. Each time he puts two pieces together, they don’t fit or the screw doesn’t align properly, which makes him groan as the feeling of aggravation arises a tad more with each passing failure.

You know he’s struggling and that he needs the instructions, but due to his stubbornness being mixed with a sense of determination, he doesn’t give up, at least for about another fifteen minutes.

“Can you pass me the bloody instructions?” He grumbles, hating the fact he has to admit defeat and cave to using someone else’s ideology of how to build a piece of furniture.

Looking at the scowl formed on his lips makes you want to burst with laughter, but you implement all your self-restraint and bury it deep down, knowing that it would only make him feel worse about not being able to complete the task solely on his own.“Here,” you hand him the pamphlet of instructions, “Honey, it’s okay to use the instructions, you know. I heard that Miguel had to use instructions to work the majority of technology in Spider-HQ even though he acts like he knows everything like the back of his hand.” You say in a playful tone, knowing how much Hobie dislikes Miguel and enjoys hearing stories about his screw ups.

“Really? Well, that does make sense. He is almost ancient at this point. I don’t see why he doesn’t retire and live a regular life instead of chasing Miles around Earth-928B like a madman.” He can’t help letting the laugh rise, thinking about how Miles blasted and defeated Miguel in front of everyone.

“Yes! So my point is that it’s okay to use instructions. They're here for a reason, which is to help.” You rub his back gently, hoping this will help lessen his complaints.

“You’re right, I’ll use the instructions.” He opens the pamphlet and begins to correctly assemble the crib, which makes you happy since you’ve been wanting this to finally be completed with the baby just a few months away from arriving.

“See, baby, your daddy is finally getting it done. He just needed a little kick in the pants from mommy.” You giggle softly to yourself as you rub your baby bump and watch Hobie make the final adjustments on the crib.

“How does it look?” He asks, inspecting the fully assembled crib in the corner of the nursery.

“Perfect, Hobie. I knew you could get it done!”

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