#miles with braids

[spectacleweirdo]

!!! okay spiderverse spoliers !!!

omg i just watched spiderverse today and i am so obbsessed.

here are my thoughts and things i've noticed + OMG I LOVE SPIDERVERSE REPETITION SO MUCH

okay first up is spiderverse repetition

like holy crap the amount of things that happened again

the reptition is super comedic and i love it so much

in astv, somebody says, "I think it's a Banksy" to the paper vulture dude and the glitching, and in istv, the first one, someone says the exact same thing to the lamppost glitching because of the collider being activated

the "lets do this one last time" thing + the multiple comic books

also the shoulder touch thing is hilarious

there was something else but i forgot hehe

2. totally support trans gwen like omg

3. kinda screamed when gwen wore mile's sweater like omg cuteee

4. also whaaatttt both miles and gwen have cop dads???

5. green goblin PETERR???

6. dam miles with braids

btw i CANNOT believe they ended it like that now i am so invested in the spiderverse i need beyond like right now asdfghjkl

also it lived up to it's hype

but also very sad pavitr did not get much screen time like dam that kid is hilarious

i need to eat more of this fandom

[balkanparamo]

Miles Williams Mathis - Four Braids

[batatart]

Something something about these two being close in this dimension feels so angsty and comforting to me

[luci1fer]

Miles with earthy reader in her room

contains: mostly sfw, making out, hand holding, neck grabbing/kissing, cursing, grinding, reader lights incense, intense rounds of board/video games, miles being mesmerized by you, reader has braids with beads

it was a summer Sunday night. Miles parents allowed Miles to stay with you for a couple of days under the supervision of your parents.Even though they said they’d watch you two, they were having their date night, leaving y’all alone. Moonlight was filling up your room and even your face. A couple candles were lit and “When I’m in Your Arms” by Cleo Sol was playing in the background.

“Are you gonna ride with me.” “Hold me down, will you listen, never lie to me.”

Miles couldn’t help but stare at you as he was partaking in a passionate game of Candy Land. You guys had been switching from board game to board game, you would win some, he would win some.This was the last round before you would turn on your PlayStation. While he was obviously trying to win, would occasionally get distracted by your glowing skin.

“If only she realized how enchanting she was”, he would think to himself. His eyes would travel to your body, that beautiful figure that he loved to hold when you two cuddle or just in general. He loved every single outfit that you wore, especially those long, flowy skirts with those marvelous designs that he’s never seen. He praised you for those waist beads you would wear that complimented your complexion…he would never touch them out of respect. You were currently wearing a crop top and shorts that had his eyes wandering.His lip caught between his teeth as he looked at your lips, those full lips that he loved to kiss.

He would mutter a “damn” under his breath as he finally looked at you as a whole. “God, I’m so lucky to have her”, he thought.It wasn’t until you clapped your hands in front of him that he snapped out of it.

“Miles, it’s your turn cariño”, you spoke. He would stare at the game before realizing that you were only a couple spaces from winning.

“Looks like you’re winning mi reina”, he said in a playfully defeated tone. “I wanna play COD”, you said as you turned your console on. Miles would sit in you gaming chair, and you would sit in his lap as the game was starting.

“Y/N…I’m down”, Miles would say to you. You were shooting multiple zombies at a time, trying to make it over to Miles who was slowly running out of time.Eventually, you would make it over and heal his character before one of the hardest rounds came.

“Miles, I know you suck at video games but YOU HAVE A RUN BUTTON FOR A REASON”, you would say…slightly raising your voice. Miles loved when you got so passionate about beating a game. He was surprised you let him help you find a video game Easter egg because even the gods above couldn’t help his ability in playing video games. An hour would pass and your parents still weren’t here, you and Miles had gotten multiple Easter eggs, and your fingers began to grow sore. As soon as you finished getting another Easter egg, you would turn the game, you console, and the controllers off. You grabbed your phone and started shuffling through multiple songs until you picked “Kiss of Life” by Sade.

“There must’ve been an Angel by my side.” “Something heavenly lead me to you”

You would put your braids into a ponytail, making sure not to accidentally rip some beads off the ends. You went through your different scents of incense, occasionally smelling to see which one you were feeling. You decided on Vanilla and lit it, sitting it on the holder. You made your way to Miles, who was sitting on the couch drawing in his sketchbook. He was doing a little sketch of you, but was interrupted by you sitting on his lap. You put one hand on your shoulder and the other in his scalp

As you begin to massage, he would relax in your arms and put his arms around you lower back, pulling you closer to him. He would move from your back to your thighs and rub alongside those, occasionally squeezing. “You’ve been a little quiet today”, you said. “Talk to me, Miles”. Miles would wrap his arms around you and pull you into a tight hug before pulling away.

“I’m just so glad that I get to be with you for a couple days”, he admits. “I love you so much and I haven’t seen you for real since school let out”. You smile and say “I love you too, Miles”. He would smile as well as he pulled you into a soft kiss.

“Cant you see what I’m trying to say.” “I’m nothing without you.”

As “Nothing Without You” by Tenerélle was playing in the background, you and Miles had slowly began to makeout with each other. You had grabbed the back of his neck to deepen the kiss and he had squeezed you thighs a little harder. You swirled your tongue around his bottom lip and he pushed his tongue deeper into your mouth. His hands left your thighs and ran them up and down your body

One hand then moved to your ass and the other to your neck, lightly squeezing both. You began to grind against him, making him let out a quiet gasp. His hand that was on your neck moved to your hand as your fingers locked with his .You began to grind to the rhythm of “Woman” by Little Simz.

While he was aroused, he was enjoying the way you were moving your hips. You were getting aroused yourself as you began to lock lips with him again. Shortly after, he started to place kisses on your neck, even licking and sucking on that sweet spot you love so much. You release light moans into his ear, those beautiful moans that he loves so much.You could feel him under you, that’s when you pulled away and caught your breath. Your shirt had lifted and so had his, and you two would laugh as you looked at his pants.

“Need help with that?”

[beeheevs]

sometimes, I'll be reading an atsv fic and come across one word or way of phrasing or encounter, and all of a sudden just know the author is black. on the flipside, sometimes writers will write in a certain way that makes it obvious they're decidedly not 💀

[two-of-tails]

Can i braid your hair?

*or tails'

Oh, sure anon!!!

…

He seems very happy about it.

[tielmamon]

Miles G. Morales has better drip i dont make the rules 🤷‍♀️

[clowningaroundmars]

so interestingly enough, some ppl have been pointing out that maybe miles42 is slightly older than 1610 miles? and i was like "yeah maybe" but looking at miles42's face more and more lately i'm... i'm starting to see it? :o

like if you just compare the jawlines and cheeks, it actually looks like 42 lost some more of the baby fat 1610 still has

and even without the Dramatic Ink Lines, 42 still looks like he's older than 1610 by at least a little! he has slightly more defined cheekbones imo

its kinda hard to tell with limited camera angles and weird lighting tho. there's also the possibility that bc 42 lives in a household that's clearly struggling financially, one could argue he just happens to be not as well fed as 1610

not only that but the different murals they have of aaron in 1610 and jeff in 42 are also completely different. i've heard ppl pointing out that jeff's mural looked more worn out but actually.... the one thing that strikes me is how simplistic jeff's mural is.

almost as if someone younger than 1610 made it.... someone who lost their father at a younger age and started growing out their hair to braid it around that same time. someone who developed an effective routine with their uncle also around that time, and who's had it down pat by the time 1610 appeared in their universe...

but what do yall think?

[loveyou3000mylove]

Sneak Peak of my next shot!

'Hear Me Out'

42!Miles x Y/n

Implied 1610!Miles\\

(am really trying for GN!reader)

Tell me what you think, Send requests, etc...

<3

[lvpislvzuli]

Guys I found Avatar 3 Spider Socorro!!!

[milimeters-morales]

i believe that since i write miles with anxiety that makes him bite/scratch himself and sometimes pull on his hair, it’s not entirely impossible for him to have accidentally ripped a good bit of his hair out since his anxiety also canonically triggers his sticking ability. i already have to it where he can draw blood when he bites/scratches due to his strength overpowering his durability, so i don’t see why his hair or scalp should be safe. i think this hair loss, sudden scalp pain, and the realization of what he just did can also add to the distress of any given situation which is what you always want

[weirdo09]

my god, prowler miles is so fuckin fine 😩

[anotherpjofan]

Literally everyone in ATSV was so FINE like they had not business looking that good

[unityrain24]

[milesmolasses]

feelin devious 😈

[miles-of-heart]

“Brother? Uncle?” Lan Wangji's voice is small and weak in the vastness of the castle. He presses forward. Stairs lead up, and he thinks he hears something. He calls out again, and hears it: a reply. Lan Wangji’s heart flips over in his chest as he flings himself up the stairs with no regard for posture. They twist upwards in a corkscrew, and he is dizzy as he rounds the last corner, panting, ears straining. “Xichen?” “Wangji.” It is his brother’s voice, sure. He follows it to the end of a corridor, and sinks to his knees when he sees Lan Xichen’s face through the bars of a door, pale and wan. His fingers grip the bars until his knuckles turn white. [...] Lan Xichen’s face is stricken, and he glances past Lan Wangji into the corridor. “Leave,” he urges. Lan Wangji feels his heart break. “How did you come to be here?” Lan Xichen sighs, closes his eyes, and when his gaze returns to Lan Wangji, it is made of sadness. “Brother, please. It is not safe. [...] There was a storm, and we happened upon this place and sought shelter here. We thought it abandoned, but brother, there is—” “There is what? A monster?” The voice echoes around them, low, taunting, and Lan Xichen’s eyes go wide. Lan Wangji turns, following his gaze, and sees its owner. It is a man, but to say he is fully human does not feel like the truth. Darkness, like inky black tendrils, trickles from his arms, his shoulders, oozes out of his chest, the opposite of mist. It seeps to the ground, spreading in an ever-shifting pool around his feet, creepers like the vines outside coiling their way across the floor towards Lan Wangji. His hair flows unbridled around his sharp-edged, snarling face, the darkness shifting there as well, making it ripple in an unseen wind. His hands are spread, twisting the shadows, and his robes are a starless night and crimson blood. But his eyes. His eyes are what make Lan Wangji swallow, and press himself back against the door. They are red. “Get out of my castle,” says the man—the monster, his voice murderous in its softness. “You are trespassing. Leave, before I make you.”

fanart for "Beneath the Skin" by @daltoneering - a long time favorite beauty and the beast au <3

(excerpt is from the fic, daltoneering's beautiful writing)

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