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[sweetninibear]

MILES MORALES 🕸️🕷️

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[wazzappp]

@fandomunsexyman THANK YOU FOR YOUR GLORIOUS IDEAS THEY HAVE INSPIRED ME TO DRAW SPIDERMAN STUFF AGAIN

[spiderverseconceptart]

Miles Vs. The Spot reference and animation for Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse by Eric De Carolis

I had way too much fun shooting reference for Spot here..😳 I did about 25 different versions trying to find the right amount of awkwardness for him. After splicing together the parts that worked best, this was the final result. - Eric De Carolis on Twitter

[milimeters-morales]

no but fr like i just think Miles would avoid HQ as much as possible and not want to leave his dimension as much anymore after all this. like he avoids the other spideys besides the gang (unless he’s forced to interact with them), and avoids even them for a good while after all is said and done (mostly just peter gwen and peni). He gets called to HQ for a mission? Hell no, get someone else to do it he knows there’s someone else available. He gets a watch? Cool, he’s dismantling it immediately and giving the pieces either to Ganke or storing them away for when he wants to make his own. Party in another dimension he’s invited to? He’s got a super bad migraine planned that day, don’t ask again.

[visions--of--collisions]

miles opening up to hobie like he can't help himself "how are you even cooler under the mask?" "we got in a fight, but ... they just want what's best for me" "i want to be in a band; i wanna see my friends, and i need a watch to do that" when he knows him all of 30mins and is convinced the guy's his Rival For Gwen's Affections would be so fucking funny if it didn't make me so emotionaL

[anonymousqualities]

Late To The Meeting

(Post canon, canon divergence, few years after BTSV, cross posted on Ao3)

At Spider HQ, one of the many meeting rooms was being used. The soundproof walls keeping out the chatter of different spidermen walking by or portaling in and out to their respective missions.

It was 30 minutes into the meeting with Miguel at the front. In the middle of presenting a new anomaly to a zoned out group of spiders, they all jumped as the meeting door shot open.

"Sorry! I'm here, I'm here!" Panting, Miles shuffled into the meeting room.

Trudging over to the table, Miles didn't hesitate to shove an amused looking Hobie's legs off the only unoccupied chair. Hobie used the momentum to lazily swivel side to side, his color palette glitching to a pink as he took in the other's presence.

Hobie tsk'd playfully "Brooklyn, thought I told you I'm only allowed to be fashionably late?" Miles scoffed as he shrugged off the baby bag into the seat.

"Whatever, Punk" he readjusted a squirming Billie who was giggling as she looked at all the shocked faces in the room. Spotting a familiar one, she clumsily waved her arm showcasing her guest wristband at a smiling Gwen.

"Hi 'wen!" Ghost spider cooed as she mimicked the toddler who stopped waving and was trying to reach gwen in a weird imitation of the creation of adam.

Miles grunted in frustration as he almost dropped the container of yogurt melts. Adjusting his grip to keep the 3 year old from face planting onto the table "Gwen! You're not helping, I gotta get her snacks out"

Hobie sat up straighter, ignoring Gwen's 'hey' as he swatted her hands out the way and gestured out to Billie "give her here, love"

Miles happily lowered her to His boyfriend. With both hands free, he began searching with more vigor. He gave an 'aha' as he pulled out a reusable pink ziplock filled with fruit and set it on the table.

Settled into Hobie's lap, Billie blinked up at her new captor. Hazel eyes lighting up at the grinning brit "Obie, Obie!"

The punk snickered. Raising her higher to blow a few rasberries to her tummy eliting a round of giggles. "Did you miss me, billy bills?" He got another giggle in response as he settled her back down occompanied by a few tummy tickles.

Gwen frowned as her view got upstrucked by a unicorn case covered tablet and then by a container of travel wipes "Hobie" she whined glaring at the man who opened up and offered Billie her Yogurt melts. Moving the tablet to block gwen's face, hobie intercepted cat-ear headphones from Miles. Placing them over Billie's head before turning on the tablet.

Billie cooed around a mouthful of melts, her attention now fully on the brightly colored screen.

Gwen threw a pen at a smirking hobie, who only responded by turning on the shows Closed Captions. Just as engrossed, if not more, with the talking anthropomorphic dog family on the screen.

A sigh of relief made Gwen look over to Miles, watching as he relocated the bag under the meeting table before collapsing into the seat. His hair coils bouncing slightly as he dramatically face planted to the table.

The other occupants had since gotten over their initial shock and chuckled at the display. Their attention back on their on personal headspaces as they waited for the impromptu meeting intermission to end. Some trying to hide their smiles as they glanced at a not too pleased looking Miguel.

Gwen being one of them as she sat back in her seat "Umm, Miles?" Gwen watched in amusement as the other's head shot up. Miles blinking in shock as if just noticing the other occupants in the room.

"Oh! I uh..." he chanced a sheepish glance at the front to where miguel stood, arms crossed.

Clearing his throat, Miles sat up straighter in his seat " y-yeah, sorry! Sorry for being late, Miguel"

Hobie scoffed cupping some of Billie's yogurt melts into his mouth, eyes not leaving the tablet screen "No worries Love, mans was rambling on anyways"

A snort came from the spider man sitting at the front. Immediately clearing their throat at their boss' glare.

Taking a deep breath, Miguel gestured to the holograhic screen "may I continue the meeting?" He rolled his eyes at the muted nods. Muttering a slew of spanish curses as he went back to his explanation of a new anomaly.

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Yall ever had yogurt melts? They good as hell for no reason.

[nekomancave]

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[arachnicas]

I am seeing way too many fanfics of Miles constantly screwing up on missions and getting yelled at or verbally eviscerated by Miguel.

Where are the fics where Miles is canonically powerful and is sweeping the floor with anomalies? I want to read fics where Miles exceeds everyone's expectations and negative assumptions because he's damn good at what he does and honors the mantle of Spider-Man with pride.

[ache-me-nas-estrelas]

The hard life of Peter Parker.

[b1uef4iry]

My Requests are currently open!!| (• ◡•)|

Heres what i write:

Spiderman (ive only seen tobey’s and andrew’s but i could write for tom’s)(includes miles,hobie,gwen,and pavitr)

haikyuu

harry potter series

assassination classroom

monster high

arcane

ouran high school host club

percy jackson series

who i write for/What i will write:

male reader and gn reader

black reader

angst

fluff

AUs

slightly nfsw but not fully smut

no incest

no illegal/weird age gaps

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tom holland icons! like or reblog if you save/use ♡

[wazzappp]

Spider people HQ requires some ground rules.

[rintoons]

𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗕𝗨𝗗𝗗𝗜𝗘𝗦 ★ (𝗍𝗌𝗎𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗄𝖾𝗂 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋) !

861 words; 5:35 pm

tsukishima didn’t even look up when you burst into your shared bedroom, the door making a loud smack after you.

"if you made a dent in the wall, imma—"

"guess what!" you interrupted, "i have a surpriseee," you sang, the sweet notes of your voice seemed to float up to him and wrap around his body.

without saying anything, tsukishima set his pen down on the table and shot you a glare. he looked annoyed. but then again, he always did. he was a grumpy, bad-tempered boy, but he was your grumpy, bad-tempered boy.

the irritation in his expression didn't change as you walked up to him. as you leaned down and used your thumb to smooth out the folds between his eyebrows.

"don't look so mean," you said, smiling at the way his features softened at the sight of you, giving away his grumpy facade. "i promise, you'll like it."

with a resolute sigh, tsukishima rose from his seat and flipped his chair around. he straddled the base of the chair and looked up at you, quirking an eyebrow. when he crossed his arms over the back rest of the chair, you knew then that you fully had his attention.

he continued to stare, his intense gaze causing warmth to explode all over your body. "well?” he began, sounding characteristically condescending. “get on with it."

you didn't hesitate to run out of the room on a search for the package that had come in just that afternoon. when you came back from your venture to the hallway, you had with you: a brown box and a pair of scissors.

tsukishima could only watch as you drew a clean slit down the tape that held the together upward flaps of the box. from inside the box, you pulled out two more packages, not hesitating to rip the first one open.

a suit made of spandex-like material rolled out from your hands. it was red and navy blue with a large, silver spider plastered on the chest area; its hind legs seemed to stretch down towards the abdominal area.

you could see a range of emotions overtake tsukishima's face. you could feel him trying to shove down the excitement that was creeping up his bones and into his bloodstream, threatening to spread like wildfire.

"don't you love it? i got one for myself too, the miles costume i've wanted for so long! we have to try them on, oh, please, please, please—"

"what? no! i'm not putting that on," tsukishima said firmly, shaking his head.

it was almost immediate the way your shoulders slumped, along with the hand that was holding the suit. it seemed as though the suit was staring at him too, its big, great white bug eyes filled with disappointment and thickly rimmed with kohl eyeliner.

you thought he would do it. in fact, you were confident that he would indulge you in this—or at the very least show some excitement. matter of fact, he owed you this.

it was him who forced you to have a spiderman marathon last winter break, which was the reason why you thought this would be a good idea in the first place. it was him who caused an argument about who was the best spiderman during almost every single movie. it was him who couldn’t decide whether he liked andrew’s peter parker or miles better. it was him who found something that the both of you could geek over—something you could share.

if tsukishima thought he could "no” or “this stuff is for kids" his way out of this, then he was wrong. you refused to let him take this away from you—from the both of you.

"what do you mean you're not putting it on'??" you asked incredulously, converting your previous sadness into fierceness. "don't you wanna be spider homies?"

your disappointment from before was so clear that tsukishima could still see the sad shine in your eyes, despite your irritation with him. plus, that last sentence completely broke his character.

you could see his jaw tensing, which you'd come to know as something he does when he's thinking.

"i..." he started, pausing as if he second-guessed his decision. then he looked away from you, the tips of his ears dusting with a light pink. "i might consider trying the suit on," he finally said. "only if we can really be spider buddies, though."

your lips stretched into a grin, the brightness of your smile nearly blinding the already visually impaired boy. with a happy squeal, you threw yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his torso from the back and squeezing him tightly.

"of course we can be spider buddies!" you exclaimed, smiling even harder when tsukishima didn't protest to your incessant touch and affection.

"you better not be lying. we're going to be linked through our spider senses forever, alright? there's no backing out now," he warned, his corniness making you snort.

"you're such a nerd, kei," you teased, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek when his lips threatened to mold into a pout. "but i love you for it."

at that, tsukishima turned to look at you, the color in his ears deepening. and you just stared at each other, both realizing that you were completely and utterly, ruinously in love with each other.

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝘄𝗼?

𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗱𝘆 𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗸𝗶 🫠🫶🏾

[milimeters-morales]

Miguel, punching: stay still you scuttley ass bitch!!

Miles, kicking and screaming: fuck OFF man you know i skitter and scamper !!

Peter B: has anyone seen my baby. please has anyone seen mayday

[visions--of--collisions]

transmasc miles getting got by the horny spider sephora lotion and experiencing the weirdest gender euphoria of his entire life (+ bonus punkflower twist: him falling into bed with hobie who will neither confirm or deny whether he's affected too or if, actually, he's just that into miles)

[marcelomoliraza]

spider verse