Hobie Brown Is A Fantastic Character.

Hobie Brown is a fantastic character.

His design, concept, uniqueness and how HOT he is make him altogether very likeable. But all these things are not why I love him so much; it's what he represents that gets me.

The symbol in modern media he is for many different types of people. For one, he's pretty awesome for people of color to enjoy. Another black hero who can get down to business is always welcome, though it's nothing new for the Spiderverse universe with Miles Morales being our main protagonist. Having a British black character makes it all the more fun, diverse and interesting!

All that being said, the thing that warms my heart about Hobie Brown is what he means for the alternative community.

Im a punk. I'm also an anarchist.

Like anyone, I look for people in media who represent me in both appearance and ideals. As a plus sized person, finding people in media who look like me and aren't part of the toxic stereotype for fat people is uncommon. Chubby characters who don't make their weight part of their personality is unheard of.

Finding characters who properly represent my beliefs and ideals is nigh impossible in my experience. Seeing a punk in modern day popular media is rare. And when I say punk, I'm talking PUNK RAWK. Musicians with colorfully laced boots and symbols painted sloppily all over themselves. Gritty political activists in homemade clothes and piercings, fighting tooth and nail for what they believe in. In truth, I don't know if I've ever seen that in popular media; not authentically.

What do we get instead? Punk coded teenagers who don't really believe in anything, pissing people off for the sake of it. That ain't us. We believe in respect, love and morals. We believe in doing whatever is necessary to achieve the perfect world, whatever each individual believes that is.

The representation is even more insulting for anarchists. Everywhere are both mature antagonists and cartoon villains parading around preaching "anarchy" and completely misusing the word. Its to the point that my political belief is now more closely related to dictatorships (the literal OPPOSITE of anarchism!) or simply death and destruction rather than the true definition: no institutions, just people.

That word has been defiled. I've had people laugh at me and ridicule me when I share my political stance with them due to this stereotype. I've had people tell me I believe what I do just because it "sounds cool."

People that were uneducated to the concept in the first place have now been reeducated by an overlord walking across a battlefield of dead bodies in some movie screaming about "anarchy." Thanks Hollywood. Really appreciate that.

But Hobie is a punk. And he's an anarchist.

He's a hero. He's intelligent. He knows what he fights for and he fights well. That alone is revolutionary for the anarchist movement.

And in a MARVEL FILM. Millions of people watch Marvel films across the globe. Across the Spider verse has pulled in 1.35 Billion dollars. This is exactly what we need.

So, as a representative of my community, thank you Sony Pictures for this gift. I hope to see more like it. And while we're at it, thank you for all the diversity in this new film between all the ethnicities shown onscreen to putting someone my size in the mask!

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

(also if anyone has any recommendations for realistic punk characters in media I'd love to hear em)

I want an alternative boyfriend.

Yes, because I think the style makes anyone twice as hot instantly.

Yes, because tattoos and hair dye really do something for me.

Yes, because eyeliner is sexy and lip rings are even better.

But it's more than that.

I need someone who will stay up with me at three am watching thriller movies when I'm hearing things and can't sleep.

Someone who will love swapping playlists, and always listen and give detailed feedback to the song recommendations I send him.

Someone I can paint and cut and pin clothes with, patching together garbage jeans that by most people's standards should have been thrown away.

Someone who will love my look and even give me ideas with it. And will steal my crust jackets so I find him curled up in it on the couch.

Someone who will cut and dye hair with me in the early hours of the morning, laughing at the sleep we're both losing.

Someone who will always be my partner in crime for shows, markets, conventions, so I'll never have to go alone.

Someone who doesn't disapprove of my ideals or try to change them, but who will support me in all my decisions and beliefs.

Someone who believes in the individual and not supporting just any large company; a person who understands my lifestyle and wants to help me learn how to live it.

Someone who will thrift with me for hours and hours rummaging for gold, not standing around staring and waiting for me to get done.

Someone who won't tell me I'm "too much" but will feel more attracted to me the more comfortable and confident I am in myself, whatever craziness that looks like.

Someone who loves what I love.

Believes what I believe.

I want someone to entertain my insanity.

When you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! then, send to your last ten people in your notifs (anonymously). you never know who might benefit from spreading positivity <3

Being productive with my writing projects

Reading a deep book, especially Bible study

Listening to music with you

Knowing someone thought about me

Destroying and reworking clothes

I really needed this, thanks for asking 🖤

Been on the hunt for some kick ass platforms for a while now, which has proven difficult when you try not to throw money to just any company and you have freaking massive feet. So when I found these platform American Eagle sandals at the thrift for four bucks I knew my time had come. So some locktight, painter's tape and half a bottle of white fabric paint later, here we have it! My reason for exiting my house at all in the summer! Seriously though, so obsessed with how these turned out.

Really wanna try these but I do not trust my ability to paint that small dude

simple tutorial on how to make those bottlecap buttons you see everywhere

you'll need:

bottlecap•soda tab•safety pin•pliers•sandpaper/file•paint/paint markers/smth to decorate with•clear nail polish

remove the print on the buttons using a file or the sandpaper

(if you wanna keep the print skip this step, use a cloth to protect the print from scratches when folding down the sides of the cap)

fold down opposing sides of the cap, to help add in the safety pin

bend the tab at a slight angle, insert it into the cap. make sure the side of the safety pin that can not open is the one stuck under the tab

fold down one side of the cap to lock the tab in place, then try and press the tab as flat as you can, to lock the safety pin in place (prevents the buttons from moving on the safety pin, if you like rattling buttons, skip this step)

fold down all other sides of the cap

cover the button in one or more base layers of paint

add ur design (i use paint or paint markers for good coverage and vibrant colors)

cover that in one or two layers of nail polish, it will protect the button from rain and the paint from cracking

thats it, lemme know if you want tutorials on anything else, i like making em.

Thinking about the League of Villains taking over Japan and none of them are trying to hide anymore so they have a very big social media presence. And when Dabi is live streaming for no fucking reason he gets like nonstop comments about Hawks. The hero went missing at the end and people assume the villains are torturing him or maybe just killed him already. And Dabi reads them before going like "uh yeah, he kinda lied to us and betrayed us and is a filthy hero so we torture him for revenge and information all the time. Here I'll show you. Content warning, by the way" and he walks through whatever building he's in and opens a door and Hawks is just there playing a video game in perfect health.

"Hawks can I torture you later."

"Your voice is torturing me right now."

"Okay, how do we break into the Commission's encrypted files?"

"Fuck if I know."

And Dabi just nods once before leaving and closing the door behind and then continuing to talk about the stupid shit he was talking about earlier.