#Marvel Spiderman

[tonystark-official]

Stark, please tell Spider-man to stop hitting windows? People had been reporting that they're just seeing Spider-man land on their windows and fall down.

Ah, Spidey and his window-crashing antics. I'll make sure to add "window washer" to his superhero resume. Thanks for the heads-up, Hill.

[respect-the-hyphen]

What’s your Roman Empire?

1. the fact that this has been in my ask box since i started this account and i was just too indecisive to pick because i thought the answer needed to be perfect and my Roman empire changed far too often and if i chose the wrong thing to respond with id regret it forever and ever and so therefore i have left it alone and have looked away in shame every time i scroll far enough down to see this ask. i am ashamed, and i am sorry, random person, for it has been like half a year, and the trend is over, but i do not have an answer for you.

2. do i lay eggs

[lovewillthaw-j]

Awesome entrances of Miguel (Spider-Man 2099), Jess Drew (Spider-Woman), Pavitr Prabakhar (Spider-Man India), Hobie Brown (Spider-Punk), Peter B. Parker and Prowler Miles

[naveadraws]

More Spidey sketch. I am liking the less rendered direction.

[peterparkermans]

You know that awkward relatable moment when you call your boss dad? Haha just me? Please tell me it’s not just me

[liyawritesss]

ᖴᒪOᗯEᖇᔕ Iᑎ ᗷᒪOOᗰ - ᐯᗩᒪEᑎTIᑎEᔕ ᗪᖇᗩᗷᗷᒪEᔕ

Ｄａｙ ５ － Ｓｅｃｒｅｔ Ａｄｍ��ｒｅｒ

－ Shot Clock - 42!Miles Morales - Spiderman: Across The Spiderverse

－ In which the secret admirer who's been leaving notes in your locker turns out to be someone you least expect.

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“So you’re meeting them now?” Your friend gasps in surprise as your little trio walks down the halls of Visions Academy, classes having ended for the day and students being left to their own devices for the weekend. “Aren’t you nervous?”

“I mean, yeah,” you respond, grasping onto the latest handwritten notecard in your hand, “who wouldn’t be nervous meeting their secret admirer that’s been leaving love notes in their locker for two weeks right before Valentines Day?”

Your locker had been plagued with little sticky notes and index cards, written eloquently with sweet words and timid confessions since the beginning of February. At first you were surprised - you didn’t think you were worth this kind of affection from anyone, especially not someone at Visions. Slowly, you grew to expect the little written notes every morning when you went to your locker to grab your belongings for the days classes, and rereading them during the weekend when you were with your parents, gushing over the poetic words and wondering who your secret admirer could be.

“They said to meet up on the roof? Isn’t it off-limits?” Your secondary friend chimed in.

“The aerodynamics club meets up there every Friday, so it should be free,” you inform the pair, pursing your lips together tightly in anticipation. There was no going back now, “wish me luck.”

As they three of you went off your separate ways, you found yourself crawling up the steps to the school’s rooftop, mulling over images of possible candidates in your head. By the time you reached the top of the stairs, hand on the door knob twisting it open, your mental list had been scratched off completely. Only fate knew what it had in store for you behind the metal door.

Late evening sun welcomed you as you walked onto the rooftop, the distant voices of the aforementioned Aerodynamics Club could be heard somewhere off in a far corner. With the notecard in your hand still, you took a deep breath, approaching the hooded figure you believed to be the secret admirer.

“Hey,” you began, voice soft but still firm enough to grasp the others attention, “I think I’m here to meet you…-”

The figure turns around, and it’s someone you never considered a possibility on your secret admirer roster - not because he wasn’t a qualifying candidate, but because he was too much of one.

“-...Miles?”

He pauses for a moment upon hearing his name, before turning to face you completely. He rids his head of his hood, revealing himself to you fully. His hand runs smooth down his hair, pushing his headphones to rest around his neck as well. If you didn’t know any better, you’d thought that he was nervous.

“Yeah,” he replies, and your suspicion is confirmed - he is nervous, anxious, timid, even, “yeah, it’s me.”

A moment passes, and it seems to make the boy more anxious, “so…what?” He stuffs his hands in his pockets, “...why you look like that?”

“No, sorry-” you quickly cover your shocked expression, “I just…” Your eyes take a moment to scan over him. His body is rigid, tight and tense, expecting a rejection, you think, “you never struck me as the poetic type.”

A light, shaky laugh leaves his lips, and the air between the two of you softens into something easier. His hand goes to scratch his neck sheepishly, “I’ll take that over a rejection, I guess.”

“For someone who’s a science whiz,” you begin, a smile creeping at your lips just from being in his presence, “you’ve got a way with words.”

Even though Miles Morales, the kid who sits by the window with his headphones in and a nonchalant look to him all the time, was the last guy on your list of secret admirer candidates, you don’t regret it being him. A nest of butterflies begins to flutter in your stomach the longer you stand with each other on the school's rooftop. The note is still scrunched up in your hands, and even though you’re sure you’ve ruined it, there’s a feeling in your chest that tells you that this may not be the end of the silly little notes in your locker.

[jeansvoid]

More Miles

[acryingspider]

Peter Parker: "If I had a nickel, for everytime a billionaire playboy, who is also a superhero specialising in tech, wanted to adopt me, I would have 2 nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice."

Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne: *Discussing custody in the background*

Alfred staring into the camera The Office Style: "When is it gonna end?"

[slasher-art]

[tonystark-official]

You let Peter live with you and treat him like he's your child but you say you haven't adopted him...sounds kinda sus to me.

Ah, Peter, yeah, he's my intern slash protégé slash occasional thorn in my side. Don't read too much into it. He's just crashing at the Stark Tower for the free Wi-Fi.

[respect-the-hyphen]

mr stark and mr america

[lovewillthaw-j]

Miguel's entrance

[kierancaz]

Ok I’m watching itsv again, this time with my dad, and I’m just thinking

You know how every universe has a Spiderman? And there yk was talk when atsv first came out like “haha wouldn’t it be funny if our Spiderman was spider-plush or spider-popsicle” well I don’t think that’s true.

Spider-plush comes from a universe of plushies, spider-popsicle comes from a universe of poorly made popsicles. I think our Spiderman is the one that we currently have. The fictional one.

Because I mean, how many people has he saved just by existing as fictional ??? How many people found Spiderman at a really difficult time in their life and he was the only reason they were able to keep going?? Like some people were saying stuff like “our dimension is the only one without Spiderman,” but no that’s really only earth 42 because even we have a Spiderman in the form of the fictional character.

[peterparkermans]

Mr. Stark will say “I’m not adopting you” and then let me cuddle with him and Morgan on the couch

[muggamanga]

— 🕷 ˖ ˚ 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐎’𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀

꒰ ## ꒱ ❝ Miles, being Spider-Man is a sacrifice. ❞

[liyawritesss]

Hey! If you're requests are open I'd love to read how a meeting between the reader and 1610 Miles at a party would go. Love your writing!

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Characters: Spiderverse!1610!Miles Morales x Black!GN!Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Synopsis: At another one of Rio’s rooftop parties, there’s a new face among the crowd. How would Miles take to meeting a new friend at a party?

Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff we all deserve !!

A/N: Still slowly but surely getting back into the swing of things! A lot has been going on recently that has affected my motivation and ability to write, but I’m still here and still very present in all the fandoms i’m in, so don’t be shy to send in those requests!

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I often imagine in these kind of situations, because Miles doesn’t have many friends, he’s often either off to the side somewhere just jamming to the music on his own, or the little cousins are absolutely hounding him for some form of entertainment. There is no in between lol. But for this, lets refer to the formerly mentioned, and say this also takes place after the trilogy fiasco.

Like said previously, he doesn’t have many friends. The friends he does- or, did have, he can’t ever really see again. Maybe he’s got his cousins the talk to, and he of course has Ganke on speed dial, but other than that, Miles definitely feels more alone than ever at these parties.

A new face coming around would be met with a bit of apprehension. He doesn’t know how he should approach you. Should he introduce himself first? Wait til your parent(s) do? Should he offer you something from the food table? Start the conversation about the mix the DJ is playing? You definitely see the thoughts flashing across his face, and it’s only when you’re in front of him that his mind completely halts he lets a strained ‘hi’ come from his lips, a sheepish smile on his face and his heart racing because he probably looks like an idiot right now-

Turns out, you’re the kid of yet another family friend - can never have too many of those am i right? - who’s just as lost as he is, just as nervous and out of touch as he is. Maybe you don’t want to be here, maybe you aren’t sure why you had to come in the first place. But Miles’ first act of kindness to break the awkward silence is to awkwardly shuffle his feet, reach into his pocket to pull out his earbud case, and offer one up to you with a sheepish “do you like rap music?’

You both sit for a minute as you shuffle through his music playlists - he’s kind of nervous cuz he hopes you’re not judging his music taste, but when he sees you bobbing your head to the beat, it gives him some relief. After some time with this, one (or both) of your stomach rumbles and the food table is suddenly calling your name. Miles leads you to it so that he can tell you all that’s laid out. He himself eagerly grabs a small plateful of alcapurrias de Yuca (stuffed Yuca fritters) and tostones (double-fried plantains). He makes a point to point out some foods you may like - there’s a wide array of them, no thanks to his mom and aunties who always make sure the party table is always filled with foods from home.

Remember that scaffolding under the water tower for that building that was shown in the movies? Yeah, he takes you up there. Partially because the music is too loud to hear his own thoughts now, but also because he now sees you as someone cool and potential friend, and wants to get to know you better. Maybe it’s also the looming eyes of his mom that seemingly tell him to at least try and make friends with (especially someone they know, all things considered). And that’s where you guys chill out for the remainder of the party. You share socials, send each other titktoks or instagram reels, and make sure to exchange contact info to keep in touch. I think that throughout all of this, despite the anxiety that always comes with meeting someone new, Miles is forever grateful that he’s gained a new friend, and he definitely can’t wait to hang out with you more!

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