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This account is purely for roleplaying purposes.

I am not! The real yang jeongin nor do i associate with anything with real life yang jeongin, the way i write Insu does not represent or reflect yang jeongin!

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Im not always active or around but i try! But i have life outside roleplay, believe it or not!

My penned name is holub, so you know which account is mine, but i am not sure if i am the only one using it, so please text me if u are not sure if its me!

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Please do not flirt with me ooc, i am only here to roleplay. We can be friends but nothing more.

Read my whole bio if u want to know more about insu, thank you.

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“Wrong Universe” — Insu’s Accidental Crash into the MCU

“This doesn’t feel like Brooklyn,” Insu said, midair his eyes scanning the buildings around.

“That’s because it isn’t,” Miles shouted, twisting to check the glitching tracker on his wrist. “Something’s wrong with the jump hang on!”

Before Insu could scream his dramatic last words, the portal spat them out mid

swing, sending them crashing into a water tower and rolling off the side of a building with a graceless THUD onto a balcony.

“Dude,” Insu groaned, face-down. “I saw my life flash. It was mostly snacks and bad decisions.”

Miles pulled himself upright, scanning the skyline. “Yeah… this is definitely not my New York.”

It was cleaner, brighter. The kind of city that looked like it had a Starbucks on every corner and didn’t smell like hot garbage. The tech was… advanced. More advanced. Too advanced.

Then a voice rang out behind them.

“Don’t move.”

Both boys turned slowly to see a teenager in a red and

blue suit crouched on the building’s ledge maskless, cautious, and ready to fight.

Peter Parker. Not Miles Peter. But definitely a Peter. ( Tom Holland Peter. )

Insu blinked, words caught in his throat as he tried to hold eye contact with the male infront of them.

“ let me handle this,” Miles whispered through gritted teeth.

Peter squinted at them his eyes landingon Insu first before they went to Miles and stayed there “Uh… who are you? And how are there two Spider-Men on my building?”

Miles stepped forward, hands up. “Okay, weird story, but we ended up here on accident, ” Insu rolled his eyes as he heard Miles awful way of “ let me handle this”

Peter tilted his head. “…What.”

Before the awkwardness could hit its peak, a red-and-gold blur landed on the rooftop with a heavy, metallic slam.

Iron Man. Alive. Suspicious. Not recognizing either of them, Miles knew him.

Insu just started and tried to not let his mouth hang open.

“you good?” Tony asked Peter, eyeing the newcomers. “And who the hell are these two? Copycat cosplayers?”

Miles raised both hands. “We’re not a threat—seriously. We’re from a different universe.”

Tony stared, his eyebrow went up at the response he got, taking a deep breath before he nodded. “Okay, that’s new. Jarvis, run a scan. Let’s make sure Spider-Man hasn’t gone and multiplied.”

Peter stepped between them suddenly, making insu take a step back quickly as the taller boy got too close for his liking, making Miles put hand on Peters back to make him move, but the younger boy didn’t budge as he started talking. “They’re definitely weird, but I don’t think they’re dangerous.”

There was a silence for a moment before

“You think or you know?” Tony asked, crossing his arms. “Because I don’t love mystery Spider kids falling from the sky.”

Insu raised his eyebrow at the awful try for a light/joke coming from that man in suit, keeping his mouth shut.

The sarcasm barely left his mouth before a ring of golden sparks opened beside them.

Doctor Strange stepped through, cloak billowing like it practiced.

“I told you to lock that prototype, Morales,” he said to Miles with a sharp glare. “This reality is sealed for a reason.”

“Wait,” Tony frowned, eyes switching between all of them “you know them?”

“No. But I know they’re not supposed to be here,” Strange snapped, looking at the two out of place Spider

boys like walking headaches.

“ I didn’t mean for us to end up here, “

Miles voice came up quieter than he intended to, probably, Insus eyes moved to the boys hands, his fingers were shaking slightly making him cringe little bit as he looked at the man that just arrived.

Strange didn’t answer. With a wave of his hand, a portal flickered to life, glowing with home.

Peter looked from them to the portal, wide-eyed. “Wait… you were for real?”

Insu sighed.

Miles didn’t say anything, but he nodded once. Quietly. Suddenly not so talkative.

Tony turned to Strange. “Multiverse. Great. I need a drink.”

Strange rolled his eyes, not giving attention to tony, turning fully to Miles and Insu “Go home, kids.”

Miles grabbed Insu by the sleeve . “Come on. Before we accidentally land in space.”

As the portal closed behind them, Insu couldn’t help but hit Miles head “That. Was. Insane.”

“Next time,” Miles said breathlessly, “you’re steering.”

“ there wont be next time”

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The First Web—When Insu Met Miles

It was supposed to be a quiet night.

Just a busted rooftop A/C unit, some petty graffiti, and a half-eaten muffin in his backpack, airpods in his ear blasting radiohead, Insu had swung out mostly to clear his head, leave behind Adrien’s tired eyes and Aunt May’s gentle worry.

Then he saw it.

Someone else.

Moving too much like him.

A Spider suit.

Insu froze on the edge of a water tower, eyes wide behind his mask, taking out his airpods quickly as he stood up, almost knocking himself up.

“No way,” he whispered, heart pounding, hands shaking.’“No actual way.”

The other figure landed across from him with ease, tilting his head. Sleek black suit, red webbing, confidence in his posture.

“hey “ the stranger said, his voice smooth.

Insu blinked. His spider tingle going quiet the moment their eyes met theought the mask, his breath rigged.

“ what the fuck “

There was a pause. Then a laugh genuine, light.

“ before you tackle me down… hear me out.”

He said quickly afterwards, hands raised in surrender when he saw how Insu narrowed his eyes and his hands twitched.

“You’re not, the only Spiderman, I’m not here to hurt you. ” the stranger said, pulling his own mask off to make the boy less uncomfortable.

It didn’t work, but Insu let him talk.

They were five feet away from each other, just in case.

And just like that, Insu met Miles Morales. Another Spider. Another person who understood.

They sat on the rooftop for hours, trading stories, web tricks, and the weirdest things they’d stuck to by accident. Insu couldn’t stop smiling. For the first time since getting bit , he wasn’t alone.

Miles talked about multiverses, other Spider People, worlds where nothing made sense Insu listened like a kid seeing stars for the first time wide eyed, hanging on every word.

Insu wanted more.

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Insu Rowen – Spider in the Wrong Web

Insu didn’t ask to be Spider-Man. He just got bitten, one unlucky night, and woke up different. Stronger, Alone in a new kind of way, worse than ever before, making him wish he never complained about his life situation before.

Fuck.him.

He could’ve ignored it should’ve, maybe.

but Aunt May didn’t raise him to sit back while people suffered, as well his Mothers. When Insu moved to New York after his moms died, aunt may was the only thing that felt safe. The only person who reminded him how to be soft in a world that chewed people up.

Now, she thinks he works a night shift at some indie café. He is glad.

In reality, he’s bleeding through hoodies, running rooftops, and stitching himself back together with half a med degree’s worth of YouTube knowledge. Unless Adrien’s home. Then he knocks on the window and Adrien lets him in without question, all the damn time.

Adrien is the closest thing to comfort he has. A tired, overworked doctor who pretends not to care when Insu jokes too much or limps through the door ( when he is not able to climb) at midnight. He keeps painkillers in the kitchen drawer and bandages in a shoebox under the sink. He also makes muffins. Insu thinks that counts as love, even if Adrien would never admit it.

But the city doesn’t love him back.

This isn’t the Avengers’ New York it’s the back-alley version, crawling with fear and mutation. The mutants and x mens don’t like him. He’s not one of them, and they make that clear. Especially the ones who know how dangerous a single spider can be if he swings into the wrong territory.

“Stick to your rooftops,” one of them warned. “We don’t need heroes playing savior here.”

He tries. He really tries. But he can’t just turn away when he sees someone hurting. That’s never been in him, so even when he was really scared of the man, with knifes sticking from his knuckles ( read wolverine ( daddy) ) he did it anyways. Even after the mans death.

Noel tells him he’s reckless. She says it with that same calm voice, unreadable. She’s been around for years his friend, his favorite walking contradiction. She never panics, never flinches, never talks much about herself, though.

Insu trusts her, he really does.

He doesn’t know what she is yet what she’s done. The red that clings to her aura.

He will learn. Eventually.

But for now, he climbs through Adrien’s window like he belongs there, kisses Aunt May on the cheek before disappearing into the night, and tells Noel she’s the scariest person he knows in the most affectionate way possible.

He’s SpiderMan. In a world full of mutants, x mens, killers, and secrets that don’t want to be uncovered.

And he still believes he can save it.

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“ about insu rowen “

Insu Rowen grew up in the heart of Seoul, South Korea, raised by his two moms both strong, loving women who taught him to be proud of who he is and to always protect those who can’t protect themselves. His world shattered at a young age when his parents died in a tragic accident, leaving him completely alone.

With no other close family in Korea, Insu was sent to live with his Aunt May in Brooklyn, New York. She welcomed him with open arms, doing everything she could to make him feel safe and loved. Insu’s bubbly, ever smiling nature was his armor and his strength. No matter how much pain he carried, he always found a way to laugh through it.

At 17, something changed. A spider bite no ordinary one gave him strange new powers. Faster, stronger, able to cling to walls and sense danger before it struck. At first, he was terrified, but then he remembered what his moms had always taught him: “Use your heart to guide your strength.”

He became SpiderMan.

But this isn’t the universe of Avengers and Stark tech. Insu’s world is rougher around the edges full of mutants, Sentinels, and whispered stories of a man called Logan with claws like knives. He’s seen strange powers around the city, but no one talks about them openly. Mutants stay hidden, and so does he.

Still, Insu never lets fear win. He swings through the city with a grin, talks way too much during fights, and helps wherever he can because someone has to.

Everything changes the day he runs into another SpiderMan: Miles Morales. Through Miles, Insu will learn there’s a bigger world out there Avengers, multiverses, secrets he was never supposed to know.

But for now? He’s just a happy, energetic 22-year-old trying to be the best version of Spider-Man his moms would’ve believed in.

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