#MILES NOOOOO

[a-miles-a-day]

Posting a day in the life of plushie Miles until Beyond the Spiderverse comes out:

Day 34

Miles touches grass‼️

Alt text/image description writer wanted!!! See this post ★

[clowningaroundmars]

my absolute fave thing to read in punkflower fics is lovesick puppy hobie brown

cool-as-a-cucumber hobie overthinking miles' every move, leaving lingering touches on him, longing glances thrown his way

certified BAMF hobie hanging by a doorway or window just a second too long before leaving miles

"skinny-hot" hobie refusing to believe someone as ✨️cool✨️ as miles would be into someone like him

badass punk hobie just yearning and pining and practically draping himself all over miles in desperate attempts but then pulling back all scared when anyone even hints that they should get together

god, i need pining lovesick loser hobie like AIR rn 😭

[handsometimr]

day 3: mischief/games 🖋️

[sage-nebula]

You know, for the HD remaster of the og Ace Attorney trilogy, they changed some lines from the DS version. And that's fine, I'm not complaining. But I am wondering if they will do that for the HD remaster of Ace Attorney Investigations. Specifically, I'm wondering . . . will Edgeworth, when expressing great dismay, still yell "nghoooooh"?

[mileapo]

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[pnjrnk]

i was feeling nostalgic so i drew my favorite characters from things ive made fanart of over the years :)

i would have added warrior cats bc i was so obsessed with it 6-8 years ago but i cannot remember a single thing that happens in those books 😭

[leighsartworks216]

Screaming crying throwing up watching Miles do Von Karma's little finger waggle

[menshusband]

NOOOO IT’S MILES BRAINWORM AGAIN

[nintendoni-art]

So turns out. I hate drawing Tails More than Sonic. I just.. > 4 Cheek Tufts > 3 Chest Tufts > 2 Tails > 1 Odd head shape Add it all together and this one was a bit more frustrating than the other days.

[andi-o-geyser]

well. i finished whiplash. my brain chemistry has been forever altered and now i need to go eat ice cream out of a tub or something to debrief with myself. what the fuck, man

[honeyvenommusic]

im YELLING GLAD YOU CAME BY THE WANTED??????? THEY REALLY WERE THE ITALIAN (?IDK) 1D???????????? im cryigng

[kissmefriendly]

Am out of hospital. There are long burns down the sides of my face and my arm feels so um. Hole-y. I’ve been tied to a wall for the last 5 days, I’m sleepy.

On the plus side, didn’t have any seizures in my eeg!

[zephyrchama]

"It's a little hard to walk like this."

You knew this situation was less than ideal for Beelzebub, but you needed him to put up with it.

That's why you assured him, "I'll move with you. Just act normal."

Beelzebub thought that was easier said than done with you crouched under him. He stood in place while you held on to his lower thighs, feet planted next to his and head held low. You had a plan.

Lucifer was mad. You knew he was going to start nagging and never let go when he eventually got a hold of you. Wandering around in the House of Lamentation by yourself was dangerous for now, so you needed a shield. Someone who could hide you from another demon's wrath. Who better than Beelzebub? He's big. He's kind to you. He will protect you.

This wasn't exactly what Beelzebub had in mind when he said he wanted to protect you. This wasn't the danger he expected nor the method of protection he came up with. You intended to cling to Beelzebub with your hands just above his knee and your legs locked around his calves while in motion, like it was the most normal thing in the world.

He took three large steps forward, lumbering ahead with an awkwardly slow and comically exaggerated gait. You were really channeling the spirit of humanity's tree climbing ancestors.

Beelzebub was unsure about the whole situation and paused. "I don't think this is going to work."

"Just keep taking big steps like that," you instructed. "I know this will work. I can feel it."

All Beelzebub could feel was your body flush against him and the heat spreading across his face. Endless gluttony was the least of his worries. He kept wringing his hands and cracking his knuckles, even after they stopped audibly cracking. A fidget toy would have come in handy.

"What are you doing?"

That deep, condescending tone could only belong to one prideful demon. You let out an "eep!" of surprise and tightened your grip in hopes Beelzebub would abscond the two of you to safety.

"Lucifer, hi." Beelzebub was far too polite at times to be a demon. You bopped your head repeatedly against his leg in a universal sign meaning "get me out of here! Run!" But the Avatar of Gluttony only created more distance between his legs. He stood in place like an inflexible kid trying to do a split and tried not to think about where you were.

You hesitated to look up. Lucifer looked like he ate a bowl of rocks for breakfast that morning and washed it down with cold medicine. That is to say, he was not happy.

"Beel," he started. "I'm not in the mood for games. Either you join us for what is going to be a productive discipline session, or you hand them over. Now."

A ring of sweat began to drip down Beelzebub's brow. He did say he would protect you, but also, he had plans to get a new jersey with insulated mesh while they were on sale. It was the last day of the sale. He wanted that shirt. He didn't want to linger on the way you were touching him or how you'd willingly let him take you anywhere he desired. You clung tighter and his brain sprinted a hundred miles a minute.

"I have to leave now," he admitted. It was a good thing the two of you weren't able to make eye contact.

"Nooooo!" You bopped your head against him again, this time in despair. Beelzebub lifted his leg with you on it, like he was offering the sacrificial lamb for slaughter. All he had to say about it was a quiet, almost inaudible "sorry."

Lucifer praised his little brother, "you made a wise decision." You felt his gloved hands hook under your shoulders and sensed malice at your back but you refused to go without a fight.

It was a short fight. The slippery Avatar of Pride hit all your ticklish points, ones you didn't even know existed. All it took was one instance of weakness, a reflexive giggle, and within seconds you were in his hold. Lucifer dangled you at arm's length like a wet pet. You pouted.

Beelzebub's quiet creep out of the room didn't go unnoticed, but you had a bigger problem now.

"You come up with the most ridiculous ideas," Lucifer chided. The first of many nags. "You should know by now it's futile. You're coming with me."

His clutch on you shifted to a more secure hold against his chest. It made writhing around and trying to run away pointless, so you challenged him with more head attacks. All this light head shaking was making you dizzy, but you were a fighter.

"What am I going to do with you?" he sighed.

Your gaze snapped up. You smiled and made an innocent yet logical suggestion. "Let me go?"

"No."

Into the locked office with Lucifer you went.

[mymelodyisme]

Getting absolutely demolished by this one. It’s a pick poetry quiz and one of the poems reminded me of a crush I was stupid to have when I was like,,, 12? He was a real jerk and yet he sweet talked me and some girls made fun of me by backing up that he has a crush on me 🥹

[weathernerdmando]

another fucking day of not having a car and I won't for like the next week bc I don't have a rental I can't afford a rental if I want to buy a car and nothing is fucking close to us and my dad apparently has plans in the afternoon I'm just now finding out about while TRYING to do the car search he keeps asking me about. And given that he won't go past like 15-20 miles right now to look I can't fucking find anything! I fucking hate the used car market right now I hate having totaled my own I fucking hate that the one he likes doesn't have Bluetooth so I can't even call anyone while I'm driving if I need to and it's from 2006! Maybe I don't want to drive a 18 year old car! Fuck!