#fnsm

[cyanidespideycup]

I think a lot of people conflate superheroes as a whole to specifically Batman when it comes to the importance of a life. It makes sense, supers are meant to be put on pedestals and represent what we should all aspire to be. But it's weird when this gets applied to Spidey.

Just like everything else with Peter, he is a regular guy. Other superheros represent what we should aspire to be, but Spidey represents what we can be. He cares for every life. He hopes to give everybody a second chance. But if someone asks for it, Pete will beat their fucking skull in.

When his cop/detective friend Jean DeWolff was murdered, he hunted the man down and physically fought his way past Daredevil to kill the guy and ended up beating him within an inch of his life. When Kingpin got May shot, Peter broke into his prison, effortlessly beat him to a smear, and then promised that when May died, not if, he'd come back and finish the job- violently. There are just countless instances of him deciding "I'm actually going to kill him now totally" with Norman. Most notably of course is the glider incident, which Peter didn't actually go to with the intent to kill (weirdly enough despite Gobby killing his fiance). However, he took pleasure in beating him senseless and wasn't exactly broken up by the final thud.

Peter's a guy who meets every situation with the intent to help someone. He tries to find every opportunity to help another person, even someone who's trying to kill him, even if it's at his own detriment. He's not a perfect manifestation of morals and purity. He's just some guy. Some guy who cares a whole lot for people. And that makes it all the more special when he does help someone. When he talks a girl off a roof, or inspires a kid to be better than the system set him up for, or befriends his own rogues. It all feels so much more personal. This is just a person, one of us. Someone who fails more often than not, who makes bad jokes and gets angry and feels hate and love and pain all at once and most of all, someone who tries his best no matter what.

[soranatus]

“What’s wrong? Feeling seasick, Peter?” Norman Osborn By Demetrius Dawkins

[othsource]

[sha666y]

[hidropost]

Más de 1,200 integrantes de varios grupos folclóricos de todo el Estado y varias partes del país, se unieron para bailar al unísono el llamado himno de Aguascalientes: La Pelea de Gallos; en un evento que hace historia en la Feria Nacional de San Marcos 2024

[themuskrater]

Peter Parker Spider-Man reimagining

[therapodthursday]

[moon2nakanishi]

2023 San marcos‼️🤩🤩🤩

[goatjamesaz]

Sometimes tumblr disappears from my homescreen. Actually it just changes icon but it feels the same

[kevinfeiges]

Tobey Maguire as Peter Parker SPIDER-MAN 3 (2007), directed by Sam Raimi

[cyanidespideycup]

Broke: Being bit by the spider fixed Peter's eyesight and his need for glasses.

Woke: The reason Peter has those big lenses on his suit is because he can't wear his glasses under the mask and the lenses are actually prescription.

[soranatus]

Yaaaay! It’s still happening!!!

[cellclothism]

IT ALL TIES TOGETEHR??

[labwebs]

🕸️catching up on the infinity sm comic and… lol

[jennsterjay]

Punkprowler Headcanons (because you can never have enough 😌👌🏾🎸💜✨)

---

-Hobie makes Miles G mixtapes of songs that remind him of him, and Miles G uses his uncle's old cassette player to play them. Miles G figures out a way to do a backwards compatible mp3 to cassette recording (because he's tech savvy like that) and gives mixtapes with his own favorites on them to Hobie. Hobie plays them on his Sony cassette deck in his boathouse

-Miles G helps Hobie take care of his wicks when he's tired after battling Osborn and his symbiote army, and Hobie likes to braid Miles G's hair in different styles because he loves it when he wears it proudly

-Miles teaches Hobie how to cook Puerto Rican dishes, and Hobie and Riri help Miles G with his physics homework on the days he's too tired to think after coming from nightly patrols

-At Earth-138B Miles G fits right in because he has no problem fighting fascists and V.E.N.O.M. symbiote cops, and even though rock isn't his top genre, he did have an alternative Linkin Park phase and Hobie convinces him to rap at some of his punk concerts. He becomes an urban legend

-After Hobie makes Miles G his own watch, Hobie often pulls him into spontaneous dates and adventures at other dimensions. Miles G warms up and starts doing it too, and before they know it, crossing time and space just to spend time with each other becomes a regular part of their lives

-Mattea Murdock teaches Hobie Spanish so he can use it to surprise Miles G. Miles thinks Hobie learning Spanish for him is the coolest thing on the planet

-These two are good-hearted vigilantes but watch out. Hobie has no problem killin it on a guitar, and Miles G has no problem handling his business like wolverine. Oooo What's up danger?

-As the Punk spider who's the Prowler in another universe, and the Prowler who was meant to be Spider-man, these two are the definition of opposites attract

-When Hobie meets Rio he introduces himself as his boyfriend with a smile. When Hobie meets Aaron he introduces himself as his girlfriend with a toothy grin. Both of these times were unplanned and Miles G was mortified until Rio smiled at Hobie, and Aaron laughed and told Hobie he liked her style

-Hobie Brown, Miles G Morales, and Ganke M Lee (Earth-42) often play video games and do graffiti at Miles G's spraypaint mural at the abandoned Metro Station. This is how Hobie finds out Ganke is Miles G's guy in the chair. Hobie can't tell if Ganke likes Miles because he can never get a read on him, and Ganke likes messing with Hobie just for the entertainment value

-When Gwen V. Stacy (Gwenom) meets Hobie, Hobie thinks Miles' friend has somehow succumbed to a V.E.N.O.M. symbiote that followed him from Earth-138B, so he tries to 'rescue' her from the symbiote but that goes about as well as you would expect. Gwen and Hobie are pretty evenly matched in a fight but eventually Gwen convinces him her symbiote is different and can be trusted. After their rocky start, and Hobie finds a symbiote dog in his own world that he takes care of, he brings this little inkblot with him to visit her and they become friends. They both mess with Miles G, and Gwen is ready to go to their wedding already, because Gwen and Hobie are friends in every universe

-Miles G plays some Childish Gambino while chilling with Hobie, and Hobie says that that singer is The Prowler in another universe. He smugly mentions he caught him once. Miles G doesn't know what to do with this information

-These two love to mix and match each other's clothes. Hobie takes the shirts Miles gives him and turns them into sleeveless crop tops with FNSM symbols and Anarchy symbols painted and spraypainted on them. And Miles takes the patched jackets and hoodies that Hobie gives him, and adds his own designs and spraypaint to them with his own tag designs and symbols on them. Peak punk style and NY streetwear solidarity

-Hobie teaches Miles G how to play the guitar and the drums, and Miles G teaches Hobie the salsa, cha cha, the jerk, the dougie, the wobble, and any other dance he thinks Hobie needs to catch up on and learn. He finds that Hobie is a quick learner

Cue a timeskip and Hobie has long defined dreads, and Miles G has dreads in a braided bun to match. Miles G stopped Hobie's canon event where he was fated to die young with a signature Morales "Nah imma do my own thing", and Hobie helped save Rio and Aaron from the final battle with Kingpin and the Sinister Six when Miles G's identity was revealed and he had no choice but to lead an avengers assemble style fight

Now that things in Earth-42 and Earth-138B have calmed down, they can say that their futures are looking bright

And at the end of the day, no matter what obstacles they may face, they're glad to have each other

[flamingo-writes]

imagine this scenario with me flamingo, hobie(SP) and reader(daffodil) frequently going to needy neighborhoods and making small appearances to raise people's spirits, Hobie for his part playing his guitar and reader created beautiful pieces of art as well as different edible plants such as apples, lemons, etc.

How is this request making me fall even harder for Hobie? How are you doing this??? HOW!!

Listen, this made me so soft 🥺

FNSM — Hobie x Reader

A/N: At this point I should make a master list with everything regarding the Daffodil universe(?). A book recommendation, exactly last year around this time I read Pussy Riot by Nadya Tolokonnikova. It’s basically a How To Punk as told from Nadya’s perspective (a very punk woman if you ask me, I absolutely love her). It’s beautiful and encouraging. It’s very optimistic despite punk ideologies revolving around oppression and corruption. This book worked also as an inspiration for this fic.

Warnings: mentions of stealing,

Word count:

Hobie took very seriously his epithet of “Friendly Neighbourhood Spider-Man”, so much he had it painted on his vest. He did everything he could to protect those in need, to raise his voice for those who were shunned, to fight for those who were scared.

If he didn’t stand up not only against bad guys but the “good” guys as well, then who was going to do it? In this late capitalist world, the ecological crisis, resources running short, crumbling economy, it was hard to remain hopeful about the future. Hobie made it his mission to keep people hoping.

And since you developed your abilities, Hobie saw the potential right away. You could grow plants and trees! That meant growing vegetables and fruits! Even some sorts of cereals! And after realising he’d never have to buy tea or coffee ever again thanks to you, he thought it would be good to extend that same opportunity to others.

Stealing wasn’t something new to Hobie, in fact, he had quite the sleight of hand. Effortlessly pick pocketing and stealing stuff right in the middle of a crowd. Making a living as an artist was already hard. Since Spider-Man and Daffodil made their services also for free, food wasn’t something that wasn’t precisely abundant in your life —at least not until you developed your abilities— and the two of you more often than not stole from large supermarkets where realistically, the supermarket had very little to lose. However, you never stole from local farmers, and when you had a good month and managed to make more money than expected, you’d return the money to the working class and not a corporation. When you could afford it, the local market was your go to option. When you couldn’t, stealing from supermarkets was it.

However, stealing fruits and vegetables was now out of the way. Now you started stealing other things, dairy, meat, some spices, even snacks. Most of what you stole, now that your life was easier in this aspect, both Spider-Man and Daffodil started making a lot more frequent appearances in poor neighbourhoods, or any neighbourhood that screamed low income work class. Not only to help them by bringing food to them, but also bringing some sort of happiness or excitement to their lives.

Spider-Man brought his band, and managed to set up a gig with all the bare minimum materials. Daffodil created pieces of art with plants. And even covered the streets with fruit trees or fruit bushes so the people always had an option. As well as bringing in baskets of food, as well as some other basic stuff, not just fruits and vegetables.

God, was it rewarding. Seeing the faces of all those people light up. Banging to the music. Enjoying the fruit. Chilling by the trees. It was all so rewarding and refreshing. It definitely ade everything worthwhile.

One time in particular, it was already known among the people, that these two made appearances in the places they most needed them. People were starting to talk about both Spider-Man and Daffodil and what their relationship was. We’re you two just friends? Partners in crime? Perhaps even a couple? It didn’t really matter at the end of the day, all of these people felt incredibly indebted to them. This one neighbourhood had been enjoying of a couple of hours of Spider-Man playing live, and Daffodil growing fruits and veggies everywhere.

While you were immersed in your own job, finishing growing some bushes, seeing everyone taking berries from them, and making more grow, you heard Hobie’s voice beginning to say his goodbyes to the crowd.

"I know you were all enjoying this, trust me, I did too, but sadly, I’ve got more things to do. We’ll be playing one more before we go!” He said, his voice seen and confident as always. "Before that, I’d like a nice round of applause for my beautiful Daffy here, invaluable help, without her, this would be a lot more work for me. She does most of the job here, really!" You said as you turned around and looked at the stage. "Where are you, Daffy, luv?” He asked as you made a tall tree grow. "There she is! Everyone, round of applause for Daffy!”

He then proceeded to introduce and thank his band members. You kept staring at him, feeling yourself blush underneath your mask. Just like him, your own suit concealed the entirety of your identity, by Hobie’s recommendation. And right now, you thanked the mask otherwise everyone would see you blushing. And before Spider-Man finished playing, you caught up with him on the stage. As the crowd went wild, you walked up to one of the mics, taking Hobie by surprise as he didn’t k on you were already there.

"Let’s hear it from our friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man. Everyone!” You said excitedly.

Hobie pulled you by the waist, closer to him and hugged you. People yelling even louder.

"Thank you for helping me out," He whispered. "Fantastic job," He said bumping his forehead against yours.

After you returned home, exhausted from all the work done that day, you hopped into the shower, while Hobie fell asleep almost like a magic spell as soon as he touched the pillow. The last time you’d checked the time, it was sticking blurry numbers past midnight. And time seemed to blend in together, squeezing tightly, as one moment you swore you were helping Hobie set everything up for the gig, and the next you walked out of the shower with Hobie lost somewhere between his 4th and 5th dream.

As usual, Hobie woke up a lot later than you did. As he groaned and dragged himself out of bed, he walked into the kitchen where you were drinking something from a mug and watching the TV. The news we’re covering the latest sightings of Spider-Man and Daffodil. Talking about everything that had happened, the art show, the concert, the food. These people clearly happier with those two than the government who was supposed to watch after them.

"Morning," Hobie said in a low raspy voice.

"Hey," You turned over at him. "How did you sleep?”

“Good. But not enough, watch’a drinkin’?

"Tea," You replied. "Want some?”

“Nah, I’ll go for coffee this morning…"

"It’s 2 pm, love" you giggled.

"Morning still…" He joked walking up to your chair as you looked up. Hobie leaned down and pressed a sweet peck on your lips. "I’ll make some coffee…" He purred. "What are the news saying?”

“That we stick our noses where we shouldn’t, according to that prick Jameson, but everyone in the neighbourhood is actually delighted…"

"Good," Hobie yawned. "Fuck that dickhead, I’m glad people liked it,"