#hobi we love you

[huitangerine]

Sleepy Mangta Ray 😴 🫧

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[kimtaegis]

three superheroes, anpanman! for @sopekooks ♡

cr. jung-koook

[whaliiwatching]

kaleidoscopic crush

[bold-embrace]

Hobieee ♥️♥️

[urmingirl]

"Love you, ARMY. Let's meet in 2025. Don't worry." - j-hope 140423

[akyunii]

Jack in the box fanart !

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Nobody has said it but uhhh

If Hobie and Miguel fought - Hobie would win.

Hands down. It would genuinely be no competition.

Miles has already proven that Miguel's weak to electricity. Hobies main weapon is an electric guitar her takes into every battle.

Miles' power is transmitted through touch.

Hobie however, can do it in any direction. From a great distance, which can be extended by speakers.

If we're surmising that Hobie is using some form of Sound Wave/Electricity combo, his attack would be effective on anybody in direct range of him, no obstructions, regardless of whether the person could hear him or not.

Since his attack is shown to be like.. visible distinct things (things we know Miles and the rest can see, considering they can see Spider-Ham's style clearly) rather than some mystic force.

His attack doesn't just work on people, but things too. So it's not about the sound itself being painful, but seemingly - the sound wave itself being powerful.

Let's call it an Electric Wave.

The electric waves emitted by his guitar look as if they strong enough to physically interact with whatever it is he's challenging, in this case - an electric barrier.

But most interestingly, we see that this power is technically still coming from Hobie. Not the guitar.

Hobies guitar is an electric one. I've spoken about it in the past, but in short

Electric Guitars require an Amp.

An amp is that big speaker looking thing that guitarists string to their guitar. And it electrically amplies the strumming of the electric guitar, to make it into music.

Without an amp, electric guitars just sound muted and unrecognizable - they don't even sound like accoustics.

Hobie however doesn't need an amp to play, he can play freely.

So that implies that he himself is the amp, amplifying his own playing. He can direct this playing - we know this because when he plays in front of crowds, he knows how to not harm them. The effect only happens when he means it to.

His power is powerful - more powerful than the collective efforts of Miles, Pavitr, and Gwen, plus he can use it at extremely far range, plus he seems to have amazing - if not perfect control over it.

Realistically speaking-

If Miguel and Hobie were to actually fight, Hobie could one-hit K.O Miguel from across the room with basically a strum of the right string.

We don't know exactly how strong Hobies power is, or it's limitations. But if we assume that his power is 'electricity' in the way Miles is, one right chord and Miguel's suit is fucked.

Considering his damage at Alchemax - he might be able to wreck all of Miguel's systems, if he tried. Maybe even take out Lyla's server.

We really don't know - but Hobie is POWERFUL.

We don't know if he could beat Jess, or Peter B - but considering Miguel lost to Miles

Miguel would be light work for Hobie. He wouldn't even be able to get a hit in on Hobie.

Just wanted to put that on the record. So everyone knows WHAT'S WHAT.

So we all know whose top dog ALRIGHT Im confident Hobie would have Miguel in SHAMBLES. SHAMBLES I tell you

Hobie is simply too good. Sorry.

[punkeropercyjackson]

We can never have a Spiderverse x Batman event because Duke would see Hobie without his mask and his thought bubbles would be nothing but 'CUTE BOY PRETTY BOY HOT BOY' on repeat for the rest of it.Hobie'd call him 'Sunshine' at one point and Jason'd have to carry Duke afterwards because the nigga deadass blacked out

[cheralith]

so tonight that i might see | hobie brown

synopsis: you can't sleep and hobie has just the trick to help you do so.

word count: 1.0k

a/n: mentioned song is based on into dust - mazzy star :)

hobie brown, despite his rowdiness and love for noise, often plays the gentlest of songs during the stars' awakening hours.

he's obviously infamously called spider-punk for a good reason, there's no doubt about that. there's something just so thrilling about drilling out the most intense of power chords amidst gritty and taunting vocals that he savors himself in—but there's also that sweet and honeyed balance of slower songs that will slow his nerves down better than any sedative.

often people think that his acoustic guitar has a hefty layer of dust after not being touched for so long, but what they don't know is that his acoustic is kept tucked away in the shadows all safe and sound. it's his first guitar after all, why would he throw away such a valuable thing like that? but because of its importance to him, hobie is always mindful of who gets to see it because despite the jokes about it being his kryptonite, it might as well be considering its value.

which is why you can't help but feel a blossom of pride embed itself in your chest whenever hobie grants you the silent permission of seeing his acoustic—his only acoustic, at that. you just say the word to him, and he's never one to back down from your song requests because he adores you and would do anything to keep you content (he'll never tell you that, though. hobie brown is not one such foolishness like love confessions.)

you're spending the night in his canal boat per usual, feeling the water gently rock you back and forth like a cradle. it has to be what? around 1am at this point? he lays quietly next to you all sound asleep with occasional snores in the small-ish twin mattress, his body warmth heating the left side of your body while your right succumbs to the soft chill of the night. it's a strange unevenness.

another layer of guilt washes over you when you turn over again to get comfortable before you huff out of frustration at your eyelids' refusal to grow heavy like the rest of your body. unfortunately, it's loud enough to wake your companion resting beside you, and you murmur out an apology when hobie props himself awake as he rubs his eyes.

"you alright, love?" he asks groggily.

you nod despite your certain circumstances. "yeah, yeah... don't mind me. did i wake you? i'm sorry."

"'s alright," hobie mutters, his neck crackling like fireworks as he stretches his muscles. "guessin' ya can't sleep."

a melancholic sigh whispers itself from your lips when you nod almost bashfully. "i don't know why, though. you'd think after today's events, i'd be absolutely drained."

"mmh, could also just be one of those nights, ye?" hobie says with a tired brow.

"you should go back to sleep," you reply soft, your hand going to tuck a bit of the shared blanket over some of his lower bare torso again; he insists on sleeping shirtless—"the heat at night gets a lil dodgy, y'know?"

hobie shakes his head, "can't really sleep if you can't."

crickets chirp softly from the distance with the murmur of the lake just breezing by. what a perfect ambience to dream to, you think, but alas, the sandman has chosen to spare his sand against you tonight. you tuck your knees to your chest and rest your chin between them, obviously exhausted—yet not tired.

"want me to play you that song y've fond of?" hobie suggests. he doesn't even wait for you to answer or elaborate further because he's already out of the shared bed and walking towards his closet to pluck out the fabric casing of his acoustic guitar. it's such a grand contrast to his many collections of its electric counterparts as it lacked the mayhem and destructions some of them had.

its somehow still in pristine condition; its body still amber and sleek with the fingerboards solid and sturdy. hobie settles back down on the side of the bed again with the guitar tucked safely on his lap and you blearily watch him tune it correctly.

"lay back down, darling," he instructs to you, his words not even doing much work before you fall into his command so steadily. his fingers go to softly strum a few chords at first before he asks you, "was that the one?"

"mmh hm," shaking your head you hum out a quiet and familiar tune, one that hobie was testing out a few weeks ago as a prototype that managed to catch your ear. "it was the one that was like... do duh do duh... do duh do duh..." your finger wags in the air up and down, up and down, mimicking the melody of the song.

despite your lyrical nonsense, hobie understands which song you're talking about right away. his plucking goes to match your absurd singing before he turns to you for affirmation.

"yeah, that one," you mutter and tuck yourself under the sheets again to let the song hopefully lull you to slumber.

hobie's usual singing is rather rough and a little jagged, giving his own flair to the traditional punk rock style of singing while still keeping its homage, but he's chosen to hum a wordless harmony rather than sing anything at all. it's a nice blend, you think as your eyelids grow heavier, his voice almost mirroring a cello of sorts.

the guitar riff is repeated ten times over, yet something about it seems to finally let your muscles relax for once. hobie finishes the song with a strayed sort of melodic rhythm; one that seals the knot of the song to indicate its finale. when he looks back, his fingers still a little stinged from the metal strings, the quiet pain of them is subsided when he sees your dozing face cuddled into the pillow.

too unbothered to set his guitar aside properly, hobie settles it on the ground before settling himself back into bed. this time, he oh so carefully tucks an arm under your neck while the other slings to your back to cradle you into him tenderly. to seal the night off, there's the whisper of a kiss given to your forehead by him, the gesture making you unconsciously grin in your sleep.

and suddenly—there's a balance of warmth everywhere on your body, the cold of the night forgotten with good riddance.

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Jhope- Hobi al salir del sm - baja militar oficial, lo recibe el ceo de bighit, jin con ramos de flores y estaban sus guardaespaldas de bts. (jin humilde y amable en ayudar a la reportera a sostener los micrófonos para hobi, fue un gesto muy lindo.) cr.fotosmediainternacional

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Thank you!🫡💜

BTS_twt X 16oct2024 Back to the street😎

hobi weverse live 17. 10.2024 j-day

"I'm your hope. Your my hope. I'm J-Hope!"

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Felicidades mi amigo @/ uarmyhope 🩷 Te seguiré rápidamente también 🫡

🐿️🪖 2023. 04. 18 ~ 2024. 10. 17

[huitangerine]

Let’s all get ready for Hobi’s return this year (with Mang-ta Ray)! 😉🫧🩵 (#mangta ray) (#waiting for j hope)

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[bts-trans]

Hoseok has personified his stage name on and off the stage by giving hope to ARMY around the world through his bright energy and meaningful lyrics. 🌞 In return for always sharing his inner thoughts with the world, the team celebrates j-hope's birthday this year by sharing our thoughts on how his lyrics have stayed with us over the years. 🐿️

[sciderman]

How was the movie?

I LOVE SPIDER-MAN

I LOVE BEING A SPIDER-MAN FAN

I LOVE BEING REWARDED FOR BEING A SPIDER-MAN FAN

[whaliiwatching]

let’s put it to music

prompt: boombox

[kevinkevinson]

happy HOPE DAY!

(thank you yoongi for the assistance in framing this beautiful human perfectly)

[urmingirl]

J-DAY