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In a world obsessed with labels, he shattered them all. Gender as an obsolete construct. But even he, couldn't mask his surprise when Noir handed him those monochrome roses. If they bore color, surely they'd bleed burgundy. Now, Hobie clutched roses as black as Noir’s himself in that ridiculously attractive trench coat, echoing the haunting allure of gothic masterpieces. His astonishment wasn’t just about the irony of it all, but a ghost from the past – the only other flowers he'd known were those laid on a friend's grave.
The moment his eyes landed on those flowers, he envisioned their fate. A worn-out vase, marked by time and, let's be honest, indifference, stood on the improvised windowsill of his houseboat. In due time, he'd press the black petals between the pages of the very few books he actually owned and didn’t borrow from the library, crafting what he knew was called a herbarium.
Yet he reveled in the drama, taunting Noir with antiquated traditions. Noir, though, with eyes that missed nothing, caught the shadows Hobie always tried to bury. Rooted in old-world charm and serenades like "The very thought of you" or "My time is your time" Noir's actions screamed louder than words. It was evident in the deathly beauty of the bouquet, the embrace of a dance in his dimly-lit kitchen, and gestures as subtle yet profound as an open door or a beckoning hand. On the battlefield, Noir's presence loomed, not out of doubt in Hobie's prowess – they've danced with death together for months by now – but because a gentleman’s heart knows when to shield what it treasures most.
Hey remember how Noir is an anti-fascist from 1933
Funny thought:
Noir is from 1933. The electric guitar/bass is from 1931. But in the comics he can still play BASS!!!!!!!!!
LIKE UHHH!!!!! WHAT??!!? AND HIS COMBAT BOOTS??!! THE SUSPENDERS!!
That’s Hobie written all over!!
Could you imagine Noir going up to Hobie and being like ‘what’s that contraption’ and Hobie likes ‘??? My guitar m8 have u never seen one’
And noir is like ‘can i try?’ And he picks up Hobies guitar and just starts SHREDDING. Like outta nowhere he’s totally going off on it and Hobie is just watching him like
‘Hold up’
But Noir just shrugs it off and is like ‘pretty nifty but not my speed’
And immediately Hobie is like ‘FUCK I NEED TO GET YOU A BASS RIGHT NOW’ knowing Noir will love a bass better than a guitar
And they start playing together and the combat boots come later, a thrifted gift from Hobie
And Hobie and Noir start a band and they start wearing purple laces for gay pride ahhhhhAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
Imagine Miles telling Hobie about Noir and how he's so funny and harmless and silly and stuff
Then Hobie goes on a mission with Noir and is like heh I guess Miles was right
Until Noir pulls out a gun and starts bustin shots at the enemy like it's normal. Like that's what Spidermen do
Green Goblin start flying and Noirs like 'Ive got this one fellas' Hobie turns around and my mans standing there with a tommy gun like
Hey remember how Noir is an anti-fascist from 1933
"I want Hobie and Noir to be friends in the next movie!"
Well i want them to have sex on screen