#lee! miles morales

[womanofwords]

Miles and Kilometres

"Interesting. Very interesting," Peter B. Parker said, looking between Miles Morales from Earth 1610 and Miles Morales from Earth 42.

"Two sides of the same coin," Pavitr mused.

"Dude, could you not?" 1610 Miles asked.

"Prick," 42 Miles scoffed.

"Hey, be nice to Pav, erm . . . Miles?" Gwen said, looking at both versions of Miles Morales. "We can't call you both Miles."

"Even though you are both Miles," Hobie said. "So, what we callin' you, then?"

"Our Miles is Miles, and the other one is called Kilometres," Peter joked. 42 Miles scoffed.

"I am not answering to Kilometres," 42 Miles scoffed.

"This one's just a ray of sunshine, ain't he?" Hobie remarked, jerking a thumb towards 42 Miles.

"Yeah, you need to lighten up," Peter B. Parker said, poking 42 Miles in the ribs. 42 Miles let out a squeak and stumbled forwards. "You OK, kid?"

"Don't . . . ever . . . touch there," 42 Miles said, glaring at the floor. "It's - it's weird."

1610 Miles snickered. "What, buddy? What's wrong? Did you become so much of an edgelord that you forgot that you could be ticklish?"

"I-I'm not!" 42 Miles snapped, blushing harder.

"You're adorable!" Pavitr cooed. "You're trying your best to be super tough and you're just so cute!"

"You shut up, you - HEY!" 42 Miles' words were cut off by Hobie grabbing him and holding him close.

"'E's got a point, ya know," Hobie said. "Wonder what'd 'appen if . . ." He poked 42 Miles in the ribs, and he giggled. "It worked!" 1610 Miles openly laughed, while 42 Miles looked at his interdimensional counterpart like an angry wet cat.

"Don't be so smug, buddy," Peter said, poking 1610 Miles in the same spot. He jumped and clung to the ceiling. It was 42 Miles' turn to laugh openly.

"So they're both ticklish, eh?" Gwen teased, wriggling her fingers. Behind her, Hobie cracked his knuckles and Pavitr began stretching. 42 Miles and 1610 Miles leaned back in horror.

"We should go," 42 Miles said.

"Yes, we should," 1610 Miles agreed. By the time he even put one foot forward, Pavitr had already wrapped him up in a mess of bangles and webbing. 42 Miles was already hog-tied to Hobie's guitar.

"How did you do that?" Gwen asked, staring at Hobie and 42 Miles.

"Anarchy," Hobie said.

"Put me down!" 42 Miles snapped.

"Nope!" Pavitr said, dragging 1610 Miles and 42 Miles into an empty room full of gadgets.

"What are you even doing?" Peter asked.

"Um . . . running some tests!" Gwen said, as the spider-teens rushed away.

"What sort of tests are you pendejos even running?" 42 Miles asked.

"Well, Miles got bitten by the spider, while Kilometres didn't. I want to see if both of them are still as sensitive as the other one is," Gwen said.

"You're just going to spend all day tickling us both," 42 Miles said.

"Sure, why not?" Hobie said, grabbing at 42 Miles' stomach. The teenage Prowler alternated between cursing in Spanish and squeaking when Hobie's long fingers found a sweet spot. Gwen did the same to 1610 Miles, who was actually laughing.

"It seems the spider bite did make him more ticklish!" Pavitr giggled. "How interesting!"

"MAYBE FOR YOU!" 1610 Miles snapped. Admittedly, it was hard to tell because he was laughing so hard. 42 Miles was too busy holding in his laughter, his cheeks filling with air and giving him the impression of an angry chipmunk with his mouth full.

"This one's stubborn, Pav," Hobie called out. Wanna help out?"

"Yes!" Pavitr started squeezing 42 Miles' armpits almost experimentally. And 42 Miles exploded.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" 42 Miles screamed, everything bursting out of him.

"And we have liftoff!" Pavitr celebrated. "Miles is more ticklish, but Kilometres is better at holding it in!"

"DON'T CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHALL ME THAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" 42 Miles laughed.

"Hey, put them down and let 'em go," Peter said. "This is not helping either of them in the slightest."

"Fine," Gwen sighed, signalling to Pavitr to pull 1610 Miles out of the webbing. Hobie started cutting 42 Miles out at the same time.

"Now, send the other Miles home to get some rest," Peter ordered.

"I'll handle it," Hobie said. Just before he pushed 42 Miles through a portal to his universe, he whispered something into the Prowler's ear. 1610 Miles saw a glimpse of a terrified expression before he went through the portal.

"What did you say to him?" 1610 Miles asked, when he was alone with Hobie.

"I told him that if we ever found him messing with any kind of Spidey, we'd bring him back and find every ticklish spot he had," Hobie said casually.

1610 Miles' eyes went wide. "Oh."

"But I'd have to compare them to yours to be safe."

"What are they doing to each other?" Miguel asked.

"Hobie is tickling Miles Morales," Lyla reported.

"Of course that's what they're doing. Are there are earplugs around?"

"Nope!"

Miguel groaned. "Ay, dios mio."

[orangeispice]

I'm back with another crack meme, let's see how well this one does

If it does as well as my New Yorker Post then I'll make a navigation list for the memes :D

Bonus:

[fromjannah]

my beyond the spiderverse predictions ☝️ (find my other spiderverse shit here)

[sweet-like-maribou]

After a mission...

... and that was Miles' bisexual awakening, i think.

[saydada]

they’re gonna trip at some point

+closeups!

[milimeters-morales]

okay found a picture that gave me so much. Miles or Ganke (most likely Ganke) has a skateboard (and aren’t the fairy lights cute? I like to think Miles did that)

and they got the googly-eye rice cooker, hot water boiler*, the spices(?)/sauces, the fully stocked mini-fridge, AND a record player (that’s for sure Aaron’s influence on Miles)

AND look at Ganke’s setup. It’s crazy. There’s no way Ganke985 isn’t real. How much did this shit cost.

Their whiteboard that I didn’t show is also very cool, the little “fighting godzilla” drawings under all those equations is perfect. There’s also some shelves for shoes, really love that Miles actually is a sneakerhead :3

[pbnmj]

(not) your guy in the chair

[almalvo]

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[explicitmelon]

Fun fact: Miles thinks Ganke is the coolest dude ever (in reality he's a loser who eats too much dairy queen)

[alexxuun]

Milesganke/flowercode nation 🫡

[alenseress]

And they were roommates

[womanofwords]

Moustache Vandalism

This is a bit of a birthday present for myself, I guess. Haven't written about ITSV for a while, so I might be a little rusty.

Miles was fidgeting as he watched Hobie inspect the paint supplies that he had borrowed. "This can't be a good idea," Miles said.

"This isn't about whether or not it's a good idea. This is about making your mark on the place," Hobie said, as he dipped a paintbrush into a bucket. "Now, watch the master at work, Peter Pan."

Miles could only gasp as he watched Hobie paint a cartoonish red twirly moustache onto a picture of Miguel O'Hara. "Proper Spidey colours, here. I get red, and you can have blue." He handed over a pot of blue paint to an emboldened Miles, and the two got to work.

They looked on when they finished and grinned. Miguel now had a thin red moustache, a blue eyepatch, red devil horns and a little blue bow in his hair. "Nice job, mate," Hobie grinned, as a large shadow fell over them.

"What in the world?" Miguel growled. Miles let out a squeak of terror and Hobie groaned.

"Dammit," he groaned, turning around to see Miguel O'Hara looming over them, Lyla hovering over his shoulder.

"Ooh, you two are in trouble," Lyla sang. "Also, nice job to whoever drew the moustache."

"That was me," Hobie said.

"Get over here!" Miguel yelled.

"And now for the fun part!" Hobie laughed, grabbing Miles and racing off.

"What's he going to do if he catches us?" Miles asked.

"Lecture us, probably," Hobie said.

"Actually, he's made a new gambit for people that prank him. Also, you guys were never in his good books," Lyla said.

"I don't believe in goodness," Hobie said. He was about to say more, but then they fell into a pit.

"Good, I finally caught you," Miguel said, as Hobie and Miles did their best to escape. "Don't bother, I greased up the walls so you wouldn't be able to climb up them."

"Good to know. What exactly do you plan on doing to us?" Miles asked, his doe eyes widening in impending terror.

"You'll be spending some time in the gauntlet for your troubles, primo," Miguel said, a cruel smile growing on his face.

(PAUSE)

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Miles yelled, as a family of large spiders caressed his sides with their front legs and mouths. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA-HEEELP! HOBIEHEHEHEHEHE!"

"YAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Hobie laughed, being of no use. The spiders were especially interested in his piercings, stroking his face and pulling up his shirt to see his belly button piercing. "YOU LIHIHIHIHITLLE SH-AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Where exactly did you get those spiders from in the first place?" Jessica asked.

"Another dimension. They're harmless and really friendly," Miguel said, smiling faintly. "Also, almost every Spidey has heightened sensitivity post-bite. It's going to be brutal for them, and it'll teach them a lesson about defacing my picture."

"Didn't think that you had a soft spot for these kids," Lyla teased.

"I don't," Miguel said, the smile now gone.

"Sure you don't," Lyla and Jess chorused.

[wriochilde]

clawcode my lovelies............

[spderkid]

hi. more miles

[nikredd]

Peter / Miles trio in Insomniac Marvel's Spider-Man 2

[saydada]

“Miles!”

“Guys! ..Wait, don’t jUMP ALL AT ONCE—“