#brooklyn rooftops

[newyorkthegoldenage]

George Copeland Ault, Across the River, 1937. Watercolor.

Photo: Invaluable Auctions

[jennsterjay]

Prowler Hobie x Miles

Miles calls this Hobart 'Hobs' instead of Hobie. 'Hobie' occasionally slips out though

They are both from Miles' universe (Earth-1610B)

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P-Hobie: Do you think there are other universes out there? Do you think there are people out there like me?

Miles becomes quiet as he flashbacks to thinking about fighting his uncle, fighting his alternate universe Prowler self, and running from the Spider Society after getting freed by Hobie Brown

P-Hobie nudges him.

"Ay Miles, you aight?…" P-Hobie says and looks at him with concern

"Yeah…there are other universes. But be careful what you wish for"

Prowler Hobie sees Miles looking up at the sky for a long while, then sits down with him on the rooftop and puts his arm around his shoulders.

"Ok man"

Maybe one day Miles will tell him

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They see each other at Visions and Miles avoids him until he's suddenly pulled into an empty classroom by Hobart with no one around

Miles: What do you want man!?

P-Hobie: A Truce

Miles: A truce?

P-Hobie: Yeah, a truce. No Spider/Prowler fighting at school, deal?

He holds out his hand to Miles. Miles half sighs out of relief and annoyance but grips and shakes his hand anyways

Miles: Deal

P-Hobie: Cool

Miles: Cool

P-Hobie:

Miles:

Miles: You can let go of my hand now?

P-Hobie (lets it go while looking to the side to hide his embarrassed expression): You right, my fault. See you round Spider-nerd.

Miles: It's Spider-Man!

But P-Hobie has already left the classroom. At least Miles has one less thing to worry about.

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Eventually Hobs winds up showing up at his dorm window every once in a blue moon to give vague tips and information that become useful to Spider-Man in the long run. At first it freaked Miles (and Ganke) out, but then they get used to him showing up sometimes because he doesn't rat Miles out or present himself as a threat. He's also used to other Spiders randomly popping into his dorm like Gwen or Pavitr.

It all comes to a crossroads while Miles is lounging on his bunk bed above and Ganke is laying down playing his OLED Nintendo Switch below when they hear a sound at their window. It's Hobs.

Miles jumps down and let's P-Hobie in through the window at the same time he hears a portal opening in his dorm, and you're not gonna believe this. Boots hit the ground and the faint sound of a guitar fills the air, as out of the portal comes none other than Hobie Brown. Spider-Punk.

Hobie: Oi Miles! It's been a while, you wanna crash at my place and play some jam-

Hobie then looks around at Ganke's expression, then at Miles' surprised face as he's still holding hands with Hobs after helping him in through the window, then he looks over at the teen, the counterpart himself, Hobart Brown with an even more surprised expression before trying to cover it up with a nonchalant look. He fails of course.

Hobie: Well look at who we have 'ere

Hobs: So…you're me?

Hobie: Looks like it mate

Hobs: And you're…

Hobie (walks to Miles side and faces Hobs, then holds out a hand): Spider-Punk

Hobs: Spider-Punk? That's- That's cool man

Hobie: Cheers, and you?

Hobs (shakes his hand firmly): Hobs…but you can call me The Prowler

Hobie eyes him for a millisecond with a neutral expression before changing back to his usual laidback persona

Hobie: Hah, been there myself. Nice dreads.

Hobs (somewhat suspicious): Thanks

Miles: Hobie.. what do you mean you've 'been there yourself?'

Hobie (nuggies Miles): Oi don't worry about all that, I see you can't get enough of me

Miles (looks up at Hobie with a smile): Oh please! Yall are two different people

Hobs (looks at Hobie up and down with a neutral expression): Heh you right about that

It's not like a cooler version of him just appeared out of thin air and started messing with and hugging on Miles. It's not like he's jealous or anything.

Ganke: Now there's two of em. If one of em breaks my computer again you're paying for it this time bro

Hobie: Oi I fixed it last time though didn't I, even upgraded it myself

Ganke: It exploded a month later and started a fire, we had to change dorm rooms!

Hobie: And now you have a better view! See all well that ends well

Hobs actually laughs at that and Hobie smirks. Looks like they're the same in every universe.

[lilhurricanevibes]

[the-megs]

[christinered]

I miss my Pretty Gritty New York City. I liked her dangerous and dirty. I Love New York!

They call me ~Red

[lure-n]

[goodnightnobodyspecial]

@gabriellenarcisse

[lady-of-the-spirit]

Inej: No, you are not Diehard-ing off this roof!

Kaz: I am Diehard-ing off this roof, for you and only for you, and also because I've always wanted to do it!

[avathebody]

📍 Brooklyn, NY

[littlepitseleh]

[mandelene]

I am the designated tour guide for my aunt and uncle who are visiting from Poland so I asked them what they want to do/see and they said, “We don’t need to do a lot of sightseeing — we just want to go to Times Square.”

😤

They’re going to be here for 10 days so that’s plenty of time to see a bunch of stuff. 😂

THERE’S A LOT MORE TO NEW YORK THAN JUST TIMES SQUARE.

[touchmycoat]

The way we look up and whisper sorry to each other, the boy and I, when there’s teeth.

When there’s always teeth, on purpose.

When I threw myself into gravity and made it work. Ha.

I made it out by the skin of my griefs.

I used to be a fag now I’m lit. Ha.

Once, at a party set on a rooftop in Brooklyn for an “artsy vibe,” a young woman said, sipping her drink, You’re so lucky. You’re gay plus you get to write about war and stuff. I’m just white. [Pause.] I got nothing. [Laughter, glasses clinking.]

Unlike feelings, blood gets realer when you feel it.

Because everyone knows yellow pain, pressed into American letters, turns to gold.

Our sorrow Midas-touched. Napalm with a rainbow afterglow.

[the-megs]

cross your fingers for me

If all goes well today (if the rainstorms clear up around 5pm like the forecasts say) then I will get to spend this evening at a special sneak peek of GOOD OMENS S2 in Brooklyn, in a cemetery, with several hundred other devoted fans who will be just as super excited to be there as I will.

If, on the other hand, the rain doesn’t stop and the event gets canceled, the organizers will be dealing with several hundred very unhappy feral people, many of whom will be dressed as angels and demons. 

[christinered]

Its a beautiful day here in New York City.

Stop by anytime.

~Red

[gingerbredman1989]

Candid smartphone photos of two bodybuilders on a rooftop terrace in Brooklyn.

ChatGPT with DALL-E

[lemuseum]