#Hobie brown playlist

[crowclubkaz]

a hobie brown/spider-punk playlist that actually has punk on it

🤘 listen here on spotify 🤘

punk tactics - joey valence & brae // shut me up - mindless self indulgence // no sleep till brooklyn - beastie boys // cops/dogs - destructo disk // i was a teenage anarchist - against me! // nazi punks fuck off - dead kennedys // blitzkrieg bop - ramones // start a riot - duckwrth, shaboozey // queer as in fuck you - dog park dissidents // black me out - against me! // +more!

[ya9amicide]

Hobie Brown [MCU]

View the Marvel Playlist Masterlist here: click me!

View the Playlist Masterlist here: click me!

View the full playlist here: hobie brown.

[multifairyus]

The Punkflower playlists still need work but it occurred to me the Hobie’s Vibe and Hobie’s Aesthetic Playlists have been more or less completely for weeks? May fuck around and drop those for a shot of dopamine to kick off September.

[sh-tposter2021]

What’s fun is that those are the fan made ones which I think is super cool that people have their own interpretations (even if they seem super off and I will admit even I roll my eyes a bit) and if you want a true Spider-Punk album full of punk music, the creator of the Spider-Punk Comics made a full on playlist for him full of punk songs on Spotify (link here)

Ok I get that you should not make fun of people interpretation of characters and that character playlist are not that deep but whoever put a god damn Taylor swift song on a spiderpunk playlist should never be allowed near spotify ever again

[gaasublarb]

If it doesn't vibe with Hobie Brown it doesn't get on the list.

This list will never be finished and the order constantly changing. Fuck consistency.

[jasmancer]

BLACK PUNK CRASH COURSE!!!

BLACK PUNK OGS

Death

X-Ray Spex

Bad Brains

Pure Hell

Fishbone

MODERN BLACK PUNK ARTISTS

Ho99o9

The Muslims

Pleasure Venom

Fuck U Pay Us

Big Joanie

Nova Twins

MORE NAMES TO KNOW

Tina Bell: frontwoman of the band Bam Bam, often called the Godmother of grunge because of its influence. Racism within the scene has led to her influence being pretty extensively erased but her bandmate and lifelong friend Scotty Buttocks has been working hard to counteract that by doing press and preserving their music here. Kurt fucking Cobain was their roadie

Betty Davis: 70s funk rock legend who just recently passed away. Incredibly unique performer that was way ahead of her time. Not to be confused with Bette Davis.

Sistah Grrrl Riots: A black punk collective put together in response to alienation and racism in the 90s punk and riot grrrl scenes. Organized by legends Tamar-Kali Brown, Honeychild Coleman, Maya Glick, and Simi Stone. You can read more about sistah grrrl in this article.

Ronnie Spector: Frontwoman of the Ronettes and rock n roll pioneer. Black girl groups were a huge influence on the sound of Rock n Roll as we know it from The Beatles to Led Zepplin to the Rolling Stones. She recently passed but her autobiography came out last year and it's worth the read.

READ A FUCKING BOOK

Black Diamond Queens: African American Women and Rock and Roll by Maureen Mahon

Rip It Up: The Black Experience in Rock N Roll by Kandia Crazy Horse (Anthology)

Shotgun Seamstress Zine Anthology by Osa Atoe

BONUS LINKS

POC Zine Project @poczineproject

Maya Glick's Storm fan film RAIN

Black Women in Rock Archive

IMDb for the documentary Afro-Punk (2003) currently not available for streaming in the US

[ravenwraithe]

Pavi and Hobie have a spotify (hobie got a modded version for both of them) playlist with rebellious punk music about killing the rich and burning establishments for the sake of their love and the sweetest melodious desi bollywood songs about tearing apart the sky and space and dying in eachother's arms to be reborn as lovers

[nicodrawings]

I made a playlist for Ganke with a fake vinyl mock up thingy. Ended up just being a playlist instead of a soundtrack but imma actually do a fake soundtrack one day. It's just really hard on me brain.

Here’s a link if you want to listen

Also some doodles

Update: Just a quick edit. There was one more song I forgot to add and I didn’t realize I didn’t put it in until a week ago. It’s not the full song but i think of Ganke when I hear this song for some reason. A little bonus song i guess.

[notsogreatpotoo]

hello.

so, dilemma. i am utterly obsessed with Hobie Brown. and yet i realize that i do not listen to a lot of punk music on the regular bc i don’t know much. but i want to make him a character playlist because that’s what i do!!!

however, i don’t trust that simply searching ‘punk’ on spotify is going to give me authentic punk music or that i’ll be able to sift through the middle schooler playlists that have two actual punk songs on them effectively enough.

so, i have request for punk tumblr. send me music recommendations? whether it’s specific songs, albums, or even an entire band’s discography, i would very much appreciate it. bonus points(!!!) if the artists are queer or people of color bc i am trying So hard to expand my music taste as a former (very!) sheltered white kid who wasn’t allowed to be exposed to queer people so i wouldn’t turn queer (which. Ha.) and learned everything i know from the internet.

tldr: punk tumblr (specifically those who listen to punk music), please give me punk music recommendations!!!

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Hobie Brown helps you with The Big Chop - Hobie Brown x Black!GNReader

Hobie helps you start your natural hair journey

Fluff & Comfort / 1k words

A short fic inspired by the song 'Selfish Soul' by Sudan Archives. Because I imagine him playing this on guitar ALL the time. Hope you like :)

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If I cut my hair, hope I grow it long Back long, back time like way before If I wear it straight, will they like me more? Like those girls on front covers Long hair make 'em stay little longer Stay hair, stay straight though we feel ashamed By the curls waves and natural things Curls waves and natural things

The sound of the electric razor sent a shiver up your spine.

And behind you, you could feel Hobie card his long fingers through the ends of your detangled hair.

You'd worn it straight for as long as you could remember.

"You ready?" he asked behind you. And you answer honestly.

"I don't know."

You can hear him snicker behind you, as gently he parted your hair into sections with a wide tooth comb. He said that'd make it easier.

"Have a little faith, darlin'." Hobie said. "Think I'll butcher your barnet that bad?"

"No," you said, forcing a chuckle. You can tell he's trying to lighten the mood. "It's not that."

You were sitting on the floor of the houseboat, sat between Hobie's long legs, and behind you he sat on the couch, armed with combs and hair picks - and the electric clippers.

And you wondered if it was too late to back out now.

"What if it doesn't grow back?" you asked him.

"It will." And when he said it, it sounded like a promise.

"You don't know that." you told, angling the mirror in your lap to see his face.

Side by side like this, you could see the difference - between you and him. For as long as you could remember, you'd had pressed hair. Permed, or straightened, singed under hot combs and relaxer itches you could never scratch.

Held down by sprays, slicked with greases that felt like you’d could never wash them out.

Ever since you were little.

It seemed like every year someone was trying a new flat-iron or relaxer on your head.

Perms were apart of your back to school shopping list. More than once you'd spent the night before Easter with a straightener against your head, them always wanting to 'bump the ends'.

For as long as you could remember, your hair was straight.

Your family told you it was easier that way. Sometimes, they told you it was prettier that way, looked more presentable that way.

And so you never really had a choice.

And now you were sitting here, on the floor at Hobie's, jars and bottles and oils scattered at your feet. Shea butters and curl-defining creams and hot oil treatments. Things that smelt of coconut and jojoba. Things that reminded you of Hobie.

For as long as you'd known Hobie, he'd had his wicks. A part of you couldn't imagine him without them.

Hobie wore them how he wore everything, how he did everything. With pride and with confidence, with a way that you couldn't help but admire. It was one of the reasons you loved him.

You couldn't count the nights you'd watch him in the bathroom, using everything from rose water to aloe to care for his wicks. So you had good reason to believe him when he said

"I do know that."

If anyone did, it was him.

From behind you Hobie slipped his arms around you, nuzzling his face into the side of your neck, and this time when you chuckled it was genuine. "How?" you asked.

"Cause, it grows out every other time you do your hair, don't it? Then three weeks later you're back to doing your bloody roots again."

Maybe he had a point.

"Touché." you said, and when he released you, you tilted your head backwards, looking at him upside down from your place on the floor. "And if it doesn't look good?"

"It's your hair." Hobie said, and the way he said it made it sound so simple.

As if nothing else mattered.

"It's your hair, treacle. And it'll look bang on because it's yours, yeah?" he said, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips Spider-man style. "That's all that matters, innit?"

You nodded, but you weren't so sure.

"Just trust me," Hobie told you. And you wanted to trust him. You did trust him, always.

And so you faced forward once more, and behind you, you can hear Hobie slide one of the guards onto the razor, testing it one more time. And when you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, you wondered if you be like him one day.

You wondered if one day, your natural hair would be a part of you, the way his wicks were a part of him.

"You know," you said. "I've never even seen it before." Your hair, all by itself. Without an apology, without an 'excuse'.

Hobie chuckled. "Mad that." he said, and you could tell he was smiling.

"You ready?" he asked.

You didn’t feel ready. But you said it anyway. "I'm ready."

Hobie clicked the razor on.

You pressed your hands to your eyes, as Hobie rested the ravor against the base of your head. And with a slow stroke upwards, you could hear when the razor began to cut.

It felt too real.

"Breathe, luv." Hobie said, voice quiet in focus.

And until then, you hadn't noticed you were holding your breath.

You sucked in a deep breath. You tried not to think about the sound of the cutting, or the humming of the electric razor against your head.

The first strands began to fall to your lap.

Hobie goes slow, and after the first pass, he paused just for a moment, his hand on your shoulder “You doing alright, darlin’?”

You don't answer right away, fingers pressed to your eyelids. "Yeah."

And when you said it, you hadn't realized how close to a sob you were. You hadn't noticed the tears that had fought their way to your eyes.

It felt bittersweet, looking down at the hair in your lap. It felt scary.

It felt good, too.

He gives you a moment, and you took the chance to sniffle. To take a breath. The hair felt like it weighed nothing, and it did weigh nothing. But it felt like letting go of so much.

Like a burden off your shoulders, literally.

"Keep going?"

You knew you couldn't turn back now. But if you needed a moment, if you wanted to - Hobie would stop, he'd take a break. He'd listen.

When years before as a kid, no one would. It's like for once in your life, you had a say in your hair.

"Yeah." you said. "Yeah, keep going."

For a moment Hobie doesn't say anything, only pressing a kiss to the side of your head, before he clicked the clippers on again. ________________________________________________

'Cause I don't want no struggles, I don't want no fears I don't want no struggles, I don't want no fears I don't want no struggles, I don't want no Does it make sense to you Why I cut it off? Okay, one time if I grow it long Am I good enough? Am I good enough? About time I embrace myself and soul Time I feed my selfish soul

[Cockney Key: Barnet - Slang for ‘Hair’ / Treacle - Short for Treacle Tart, Rhyming slang for ‘Sweetheart’]

[150151]

hobie. — he's my brother. my best friend. my everything. here's a PUNK playlist for spider-PUNK. i hope y'all enjoy and appreciate the songs! it's fun! features skindred, death, fishbone, and dead kennedy's

[bluecrocss]

What songs would you put on the Thalia Grace playlist for the current PJO show?

In the same way the show isn't referencing Hilary Duff and other outdated pop music that was mentioned in the book (i.e. playing Dua Lipa in the lotus Casino instead), I doubt this version of Thalia would be listening to Greenday in 2023 (or whatever era the show is supposed to exist in).

So what would you put on her updated alternative playlist?

[toshkakoshka]

Is there any way you can draw pavitr and hobie doing the spiderman kiss? Like, hobie is the one hanging upside down and pavitr is kissing him?

sure thing :3

he could never get enough of spiderman's lips <3

an alternate version i made if you wanna check the wall kiss tho

[multifairyus]

Hobie and Grandma Brown Headcannons

Shout out to @brown-spider for their recent post on Hobie’s family and Grandma headcannon. These are questions that need answers and it’s been stewing in my mind so here goes my first contribution to the fandom:

I personally headcannon Hobie to be Jamaican British. The silly reason is cuz Bree Runway's ATM works with it, the interesting reason is him knowing/speaking Patois to a select few of the resistance members...the language was made in resistance, so it makes sense to me thematically?

Anyway his Grandma (or another older woman he is protective of but I want him to have familial community) is somewhere relatively safe in his universe. And he stops by to drop off groceries, check in and get a plate since she couldn't eat it all himself and he's still too skinny!

I like the idea that Grandma is aware and accepting of his alternative look. Maybe one of the few from his family/culture who does.

If she's SUPER cool then she deffo made him one of those crochet crop tops oh what a SLAY??

Imagine him swinging in a fight with the Arachkids in summer or something in a punk crochet fit?! "oh this? Grahhny made it for me. She even put a 'lil spider in there too. Special innit??" And he is just CHEESING

Though, I do also like the idea of Hobie taking out a few of his piercings when he goes to see her, out of respect. Mans does not do authority, or consistency, or respectability politics….but that's his Grandma mate!! She’d have a heart attack if she saw all that, what do you want from him?!

(Side note on alternative Hobie accessories… Hobie with glasses, reading some Audrey Lorde..? Just thought I'd drop that gem for the fan artists to consider)

But he more so “tones down” his look cuz doesn't want his sharp edges and lose ends of his get up to mess with the litter of fiber arts works she has in her tiny flat.

As a punk Hobie's no stranger to DIY and crafting. Wouldn't be surprised if the rebellious attitude was handed down alongside the thread and needles.

I think him having an ongoing project he works on with her with her like a quilt would be SO sweet 🥹 The telly droning about the “Spider-Punk' fellow but neither of them listening, just absorbed in their work and the other's company ❤️

[strangebutcher]

I know I’ve gone MIA with fics, apologies for my disappearance, BUT if you guys love spiderverse just as much as I do feel free to check out the playlists I made for the characters! Miles is one of many characters I created a playlist for(you can find the rest of the characters on my Spotify following the link below)

[m4ggotm0ld]

i FINALLY decided to make a hobie brown playlist myself because I’m sick of seeing playlists made for him that have shit like Mother Mother, Olivia Rodrigo, and Lemon Demon

not that there’s anything wrong with liking those artists of course, he just wouldn’t listen to them

anyways here’s the link