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qiupachups · 6 months

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miles.g / wiles

.｡.+*☆ headcannons 👾💭

contents: general hcs, mention of his father’s death, i call 42-miles ‘wiles’, me sorta bullying him

a/n: after a lot of procrastination and harassment gentle encouragement from @vhstown i’m finally posting my hcs. :3c (they’ve been sitting here since july)

Despite his tough guy exterior and criminal career, he's actually a massive nerd geek. Like: gundham, comics, posters all over his room.

Until you bring up those interests, he won't mention them. But once you start a conversation about them, he can tell you all the lore front to back or tell you where and when each collectible is from. Just listening to Wiles and nodding along will make his day.

Accepting help from others is not an option. Ever. He's an overly D.I.Y guy since his father's death and it's staying that way.

... unless you're very close to him. Wiles will begrudgingly accept your help and then be adamant on repaying you. No matter how trivial it was, he'll show his gratitude through service.

Wiles has great memory and knows all the lyrics to his favourite songs. Go through his playlist and pick something at random- he'll recite them flawlessly!

A good memory also helps with remembering those flashes of songs playing on your lock screen. Just a split second glance? He's adding it to his playlist, maybe listening to it as he works on his latest gear.

Would be a straight A student if he were there half the time. The only thing keeping his total grades down is attendance, where he’s often absent.

However, if he’s in a group project with you, Wiles will put more effort into it. Getting a ‘C’ or GPA point lower is fine if it means keeping Brooklyn safer. What’s not fine is him being the reason for your lower marks.

Unlike his counterpart from 1610, Wiles’ art is more realistic. He tries to capture the subjects’ essence quickly and minimally, so colours are an afterthought.

Accuracy was his pride in art until it came to you. He’d be so nervous in getting your smile right, scribbling failed attempts over and over again. Wiles even resorted to a pencil sketch.

Following the passing of Jefferson, Wiles has gotten much closer to Rio. That’s a no brainer; he was fourteen— a kid. And Jefferson never got to see his son in that overpriced Visions uniform.

Wiles makes an effort to speak more Spanish. He lets his mamí braid his hair even if it hurts like hell. Those stupid telenovelas aren’t that bad on the second watch.

Once upon a time, Wiles used to be a choir boy (keyword: used). He’d love singing hymns and doing nativities before he could read; all for his mamí and dad to see.

However, the christmas after Jefferson’s passing felt… empty. Wiles quickly lost his passion for choir and now just attends mass with Rio at most.

After years of experience being a choir boy, Wiles has the voice of an angel. Not that you’d know, of course— he intends to take that to the grave. But there’s also a deeper, darker secret… he can’t rap to save his life.

An extremely personal and harrowing Musically comment told him so. Following that attack, twelve year old Wiles abandoned his account with only a black profile picture left behind.

Like any other middle schooler, Wiles had a hype beast phase (he denies it). When Aaron got a Hype shirt for Wiles’ 12th birthday, words couldn’t describe how he almost knocked Aaron down with a hug.

The shirt’s first stain had Wiles distraught and furiously searching ‘remove paint on shirt hacks’ on Youtube. His heart would probably stop if he misplaced a gift from you.

Wiles isn’t the best cook, but he can definitely make himself a good meal. With Rio working night shifts and Uncle Aaron doing… jobs, he has to be self-sufficient.

A secret lil’ side project: he’s trying and failing to replicate Jefferson’s mac ‘n cheese. It wasn’t the best, but it was his. Something’s always off when Wiles makes it and he’s not quite sure what.

Sure, cooking isn’t that hard, but baking is like wizardry to Wiles. AP Chemistry and it’s endless calculations felt way easier than making pan de agua with his mamí.

But, mamí didn’t raise no quitter! On a particularly busy birthday, Wiles pulled together a modest little cake for Rio. She burst into tears seeing the shaky ‘!Feliz Cumple!’ written in too-sweet icing.

Calling Earth-42 a wreck is a massive understatement. Shit’s like Gotham, only very real and very deadly. Just breathing in that damn city air makes Wiles’ skin crawl.

Luckily, he’s got an outlet: boxing. A fun hobby he picked up from Uncle Aaron became his release. Wiles might never be in the ring, but Brooklyn’s more than enough.

a/n #2: what the fuck. this was supposed to be short and silly and fun. exsqueeze me how did this… erm. disjointed mess.

#miles g morales x reader #miles g x reader #prowler miles x reader #42!miles x reader #42!miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles x you #miles g morales #miles gonzalo morales #miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles headcanons #atsv x reader #atsv headcanons #atsv miles #atsv x you #atsv fanfiction #chewy writes ♪

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movedtodykedvonte · 10 months

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What games I think the ATVS cast has on their phones if you were to ask them:

Miles: Those paint by color games but also somehow Minecraft Java cause that’s how it is in his universe. Most intricate and beautiful pixel art known to man on those worlds but is dog shit at making them in the computer.

Rio: 2048 cause she thinks it stimulates the mind and wants to have something in common with Miles and thinks it’s improving her math skills. Also cut the rope cause the alien is cute.

Jefferson: Classic solitaire or Wordscapes. Goes to Miles constantly when he can’t figure out a word or move and brags about how Miles is for getting a word like Suspect.

Miguel: Every single candy crush, at the highest current level and logged into Facebook to save his streak. So much gold cause he never loses a level and one time he did he broke down and banned candy for a week.

Peter: The most obscure like bottom of the barrel game you see on those tik toks. Charge phone simulator or he literally turns the internet off and plays the Dino game cause he’s too poor to afford the gigs for game space.

Mayday: Those fake phones from Claire’s that play the little jingles but she drooled on it and shorted the battery so it just sound like the wails of the damned.

Gwen: Girl has PianoTiles un ironically and pirated geometry dash. She can play both with her eyes closed. Also that hairstyling game that she may or may not use to choose her next hair color.

Hobie: Doesn’t believe in phones due to governments stealing ur data and uses a cup and string he throws through a portal to talk to the others instead.

Pavitr: Cookie run kingdom but his kingdom has the most cluttered design to mimick Mumbattun. Worst team set ups of your life. Also one random virtual pet game that he takes way too seriously

Margo: Episode and Bitlife but she hacks Episode for diamonds cause she ain’t gonna have her characters act or look like raggedy bitches

Jess: Candy crush but not a freak like Miguel. Probably has Farm life too. Only plays them at night in bed like that one image of Peter Griffin

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drowninginblox · 1 month

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HideDuo HCs bc we are going through it

The March drought is getting to me y'all. I don't know about all y'all but the anniversary isn't the best thing ever, especially with the Hatsune Miku incident.

I think we deserve a little treat for being dedicated to our favorite roommates. Hence these ramblings.

The following applies to the OSMP characters, not actual streamers themselves. This is gonna be very all over the place, overall cursed, and is projecting. I hope yall enjoy-

Fit:

Can play any sport, but hates all of them (except for ice skating, he fucking loves it but he'll never admit it and he can't skate for shit)

Has read fanfiction before

Knows about dreamsmp lore but doesn't know what it all means in context, very much "Did you know a guy fucked a salmon and had a fox as a child?" "He started a country later? The fish fucker???"

Is into more fru fru coffee drinks than he lets on. Like- fuck yea 9/10 times that mother fucker be drinking that shit black, but he loves some good pumpkin spice- tooty fruity-cuchie deluci frappuccino. He'd only give in around sunny tho.

Was a smoker for a hot minute, quit tho when the ashes nearly lit a TNT. Hasn't picked it up since

Is a slut for pig step

Has read The Art of War

Had a celebrity crush on Philza. He still has it but it's defo diminished since he knows him personally.

Showers daily. I don't care that he's a war-torn mf, that man loves taking showers and will never pass up the opportunity to get one.

Has a poster of Miku Binder Jefferson. Someone gave it to him as a secret Santa present and he has no idea who or what to do with it. He's tempted to burn it but he's kind of afraid of it. It's so cursed that it shows up in his nightmares.

He thinks about Forever a lot more than he wants to admit. He's afraid of the possibility of turning into a monster since he was exposed to the black concert a lot. He understands the fear is irrational since it was long ago but the intrusive thought lingers.

He's thought about marriage in general and with Pac. He'd never admit it but he planned out everything from the venue to the music to the vows. He'd easily swipe it all away if Pac said he had an idea of what he wanted it to be like.

is fluent in Morse code

Knows sign language

Hearing aids mf

Has a family somewhere out there, one that he lost or left only to be dumped into TB2T

Loves crosswords, especially during breakfast and right after Ramon goes to bed.

His favorite smell is cinnamon and cocoa butter

Believes in Herobrine

Can't do long division to save his life

Hates the sound of Velcro

Pac:

Likes the Pacman TV show

Smells like cinnamon and cocoa butter

Has too many scars from the cats he's owned over the years.

Married Mike for tax reasons in the past. They play it up that they're bitter divorcés from time to time

Doesn't shower as often as he should, not because he hates it but because he has a long routine and enjoys baths far more

Enjoys tea and coffee equally

Was a homestuck fan (yesIFUCKINGDIDTHATTOHIMWHATAREYAGONNADO???)

Gay awakening was Rufio from Hook

watches Reading Rainbow as an adult

paints on his prosthetic all the damn time

Has a Post-it note collection. He barely uses them but he has a rainbow of them and each color represents a member of the island.

Has a sticker collection

Always carries small snacks for his pocket dude (I heard about this through the wiki, apparently Pac has a pocket boy? If not then he does now lmao) mostly gummy bears and crackers

Is afraid of the ocean. Idk why that just sounds right for him and if it is it recontextualizes the date he had w fit lol

knows Morse code

Knows some phrases in American sign language (fit is teaching him / is learning for fit, whichever is cuter)

Has hacked into a government-locked server, left lobster porn in place of any files he took. Idk which government it was or why he did it, but he did and they haven't recovered since

Is the type to listen to Jon Bellion and Talor Swift. No, i will not elaborate

Has very vivid daydreams. Aside from drugs and PTSD, he has some really nice ones all on his own. Mostly about Fit tbh.

#hideduo #fitpac #qsmp fitmc #pactw #fitmc #qsmp #qsmp headcanons #headcanon #Hideduo headcanons #i am unhinged

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electronicnutcycle · 10 days

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My Miles Morales heacanons

Description: My headcanons about Miles Morales

warnings: Nothing except fluff and my headcanons that aren’t canon or real

.No matter how tough he acts , he’ll ALWAYS gets really exited when he sees a baby animal (kittens , puppies, piglets, etc)

.Massive foodie and can’t get enough of his mamas cooking because apparently “Rios cooking is so much better than when he cooks”(it is) and he’s also the type of person to devour 2x his body and still not gain a lot of weight which is very common across the spidey universe

.Super clumsy and sometimes trips over air , which is ironic when you’re Spider-Man

.Is definitely more of a cat person and literally BEGGED his parents to get him one but can’t get one while he’s still living with his parents cause Rio and his dad Jefferson are allergic to cats

.After the events of the first movie , Miles joined a ballet class and for a YEAR tried to learn ballet too try and impress Gwen whenever or if she would come , but is SUPER clumsy and just keep tripping over his toes and the only people who know about this are his parents

.Miles is a really deep sleeper , like a straight up war could be waging outside his window and he wouldn’t even know . Which is unfortunate since that make him late too a lot of stuff like school

.His favourite candies are those old lady ones , like any hard candies , those caramel lollies and those strawberry and lemon lollies that every grandma mysteriously has and are wrapped to look like a strawberry and lemon

.Can’t dance too save his life but is surprisingly really good at brake dancing

.Once on April fools Miles and the spidey gang somehow hacked into the systems with the help of spider-byte and changed the language too a very hard too translate language on all of Miguel’s fancy tech and that meant lyla too , but she didn’t mind cause she found it funny and had a field trip watching Miguel finding out about the prank and trying to translate and change everything back to normal

.Likes to eat lemons like their oranges cause not only are they tasty to him but he likes to see the looks he gets from it

.Gets really angry when people chew with their mouths open because he find the noise really annoying and cause he was brought up right to think it is disrespectful

.Is the type of person to learn something in 2 weeks cause one of his friends said that he couldn’t learn something in a certain amount of time , which is why he has weird hobbies like brake dancing and baking

#miles morales #into the spider verse #across the spiderverse #spiderman #fluff #fluff headcanons #headcanon #the skrunkly #i love him

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punkflower11 · 9 months

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Choose Your Own Adventure: Miles Morales - Part 5

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Okay, time to diffuse this conversation.

"Tell me what? That his own father works for a fascist and oppressive organization intent on undermining a government of the people? Right, screw this. Sorry Miles, but I think I'm done 'ere."

He needed to do something and fast. By now, Miles definitely should have learned not to act upon the first idea that his mind supplies him with but apparently the universe thought that it was too out of character for him, so.

"You know, that's big talk coming from someone who looks like they'd tear apart the government themselves."

He could grab Hobie and kiss him. That... was certainly an idea. An idea that Miles would not be opposed to he thought, looking approvingly at Hobie's lips.

Ah, shit.

It was happening again.

What if he started choking? The absurdity of the notion slaps Miles across the face. Choosing to ignore how the fuck that idea spawned into his brain, Miles quickly decides that it would probably be the less stupid of the two ideas, given the circumstance.

(Not that it was the one that he preferred, of course.)

"Mate, you are literally proving my point by profiling me. That's exactly what officers like you are doing!"

Miles let out a singular, pathetic wheeze. It was the least convincing choking noise he had never heard, and definitely not enough to tear attention away from the conversation. Louder, Morales.

"'Officers like me?' Son, I don't think that I'm the one doing the profiling here-" the cop was cut off by a harsh cough to his left. Several pairs of eyes snapped in Miles direction.

Not that loud!

Seeing as he already had everyone's attention, he figured that may as well commit to the bit and continues hacking.

"Miles?"

"What's wrong with him?" Jeff asks, genuinely confused. Rio looks at him, incredulous.

"We call it 'coughing'," Hobie deadpans. Jefferson glares right back.

"Oh really? I had no idea."

"Hush. I think he might be choking on something." Rio observes. Miles begins another round of intense coughing. That's it, he thinks. Oh no, I'm dying! Be worried, pay attention to me and forget your quarrels!

Miraculously, it seems works as the arguing ceases and everyone grows concerned.

"Baby hold on- Does anyone know CPR?"

"Don't look at me." Jefferson tells her.

"'Punch to the gut 'll prob'ly help up," Hobie suggests.

What.

"What? No! In what way will winding him will help?" Yes, Thank you sane and reasonable person.

"Dunno, innit supposed to 'elp stun 'is diagram or somethin'?"

"What do you mean- that's exactly-"

"How on God's green Earth did you manage to pass Biology? Did you even pass Biology?"

"Guys, really not the time." Miles rasps. The three watched as Miles continues to figuratively cough up his soul, no doubt tainted by weeks of endless deceit.

The thing is that it wasn't even good deception. If Miles wasn't already cursed for lying then bad acting was definitely a runner-up.

"We should punch him." Please don't.

"Try it and see what happens."

"Miles, hold on-"

“You know what, I think I'm actually starting to feel a little better now, so y-” Oh no.

That's when Miles actually begins to choke.

It's kind of hilarious. What moron thinks he can fool his family by pretending to choke, and then in the process actually starts choking? Miles wants to scoff at the comical misfortune, but can't because at the moment is busy coughing up his own lungs.

Miles feels a hand begin rub circles his around back. Tearing his gaze from the table to find the owner of the arm, his eyes find Hobie. At this Miles dies a little on the inside, dumbstruck by Hobie's touch. He tries not to overthink it. Tries.

Fortunately, his coughing begins to tapper off shortly after downing two glasses of water (his own and Hobie's). Never doing that again, he promises himself, clearing his throat.

"You police and all ya shady tactics." Hobie scoffs. 'Wanna help people.' What a load of bull."

Miles was about to pound his boyfriend's head in for cursing but decided to let it slide as his voice was a bit sore.

"I'm shady?" Jefferson reeled, incredulous. "Alright then, I'd like to know what you were doing with Miles all that time he was at your house." Oh shit. They did not prepare for this.

"Well we- uh, ahem. That's nunya effin' business. As if I would sell Miles out to a copper."

"Well as a 'copper' and his father I'm the best person he could trust." Yikes. This was not a road Miles wanted to go down tonight.

"And I’m asking you to for once get your head out of your arse- er, assets, and try see it from his perspective!”

"This is who you’re dating? Really, Miles? This guy.” Jefferson asks Miles. "I’m just gonna say it. I don’t like him."

"Funny, because I don't remember asking you to." Miles replies, irritated. He isn't sure why, but this tips him the wrong way.

"Miles," Rio warns.

"I’m sorry but no, actually. You asked to meet him and here he is. Why do you have to like him? I do, and really, that should be enough. All I've asked you to do is sit at the same table with him for ten minutes and not kill each other, which for some reason is proving to be a difficult task."

Honestly so what if his parents didn’t like everything about Hobie. Did it really matter if they didn’t approve of his clothes, attitude or opinions so long as Miles was cool with it? In the end he was the one dating the teen, not his parents.

“He is an anarchist-”

"He's also my boyfriend, who clearly happens to care about me. Didn't you tell me to watch out for people who have my back? Guess what; Hobie has my back. Even when you can't." He knows it’s cruel, but it doesn’t stop him.

Underneath the table Hobie intertwines his fingers with Miles’ and gives the hold an encouraging squeeze. Miles continues.

"I'm not asking you to love him. I mean, I would appreciate it, but just getting along would more than enough."

Surprisingly, this seems to silence any remaining disputes. Reluctantly, both Hobie and his Dad turn their attention back to the once abandoned meals.

The stillness is stiff and uncomfortable, which Miles knows he’s likely responsible for.

Miles hates how much of this he has to fight tooth and nail for. And how in the end it wasn't going to matter as he and Hobie weren't even seeing each other in the first place.

If a little part of Miles was somewhat hoping that the whole experience could bring two together, it had proved to be a dumb idea. He wasn't exactly sure why he thought it would work, as fake dating was always recipe doomed to fail spectacularly. Which was fair, as deception hadn't done much for him anyways.

Oh well. Guess you can't lie your way into happy parents and a free boyfriend. It was really too bad.

"I know that it's probably impossible for just one cop to change a system. In fact, sometimes I think I might be contributing to it, doing more harm than good." Jefferson eventually says. "But damn if I won't try anyways."

Miles is left stunned. His eyes follow Hobie who seems to be having a similar reaction to the words. What shocks him even more is the admiration he finds twinkling in the teen's eyes.

"I... actually respect that. A lot."

"You're a little odd, but I think I understand where you're coming from. Miles seems to like you, so you must be alright." Rio adds.

"Yeah. Even if you still look like vandalism and bad ideas." the officer chuckles. Hobie grins mischievously.

"Guilty."

"And you're grades are alright?"

"Dad."

"My grades are brilliant." Funny enough, this was actually true.

"I had to ask."

"You really didn't."

"They had better be for all that silver crap you wear." Jefferson then says to Hobie, much to Miles' mortification. Thankfully, Hobie's response to this is to laugh.

"S'what Abe said too."

"He sounds like a smart guy."

"He wishes." Hobie snorts.

"That your brother?"

"Unfortunately."

"I had a brother." the elder takes a sip from his glass.

"I heard. Sorry 'bout that one." Jefferson smiles, bittersweet.

"All good. Just gotta keep pushin' you know?"

"Yeah."

The four continued to converse throughout the evening, managing to steer clear of any more hiccups. Rio and Hobie engage in a light debate over whether Elvis Presley was really an icon or a fraud, and later, Hobie shares his love of 'expressive art' with Miles' parents.

("I even did this piece on the B's bridge last week," Jefferson chokes on his water.

"Wait, that was you?")

Eventually the dishes were scrubbed clean after Rio's insistence that everyone take a fifth serving (Hobie somehow able to eat more meanwhile Miles was on the verge of combustion) when Miles decided to take the opportunity and excuse the two from the table.

"If you don’t mind, Hobie and I are gonna tap out now." He says, arising from the station. Miles looks to the other and smiles tellingly.

"My room?" Hobie chirps a 'sure' and gets up, following Miles down the corridor.

"Remember to leave the door open!" he hears Rio call from behind him.

"Right." He was not doing that.

Sliding down the corridor with help from his socks, Hobie purposefully slams into Miles. The two stumble forward, awkwardly catching each other all whilst failing to stifle their laughter.

"You boys better be behaving yourselves!" A voice sounds from the kitchen.

Miles stills and gives Hobie a pointed look, grabbing the other by his hand. Hobie fastens the grip and doesn't let go. Instead, he pulls Miles in closer and playfully presses a kiss to his forehead.

"For performance points," Bastard. Heart pounding in his ears, Miles half-hardheartedly rolls his eyes before pushing open the door to his bedroom. Hobie wastes no time in collapsing onto Miles' bed as the door swings closed behind them. Draping himself over his desk chair, Miles sighs a breath of relief.

"We actually pulled that off. Huh."

"I can hardly believe it myself."

"I guess fake dating really does work."

"Careful, you don’t want to jinx it." Miles jokes.

He watches Hobie's gaze thoughtfully trail around his room from his posters, to figurines and art supplies. In a way, having Hobie in his room felt like opening him up an intimate part of Miles' life. Encompassed around his own personal space, filled to the brim with personality and expression. The last non-relative person to visit his room had been Gwen, who, at the time Miles had also low key had a thing for-

-and why exactly was he drawing parallels between people he liked visiting his room-

-honestly it was almost like he enjoyed setting himself up for disaster but-

"Did your mom actually play trombone in high school?" Hobie asks suddenly, fishing Miles from out of his spiral.

"Yup. She’s really proud of it."

"I liked her. Concise." Hobie chuckles.

"Well she hasn’t expressly forbid me from seeing you yet so I’d say that’s a good sign." He says, thoughtful.

"And Jefferson?" Miles winces.

"He doesn't hate you. Dislike certainty, but I think he respects you."

"'e’s not too terrible himself." Hobie shrugs.

"Glad you think so." Miles says dryly.

"But we aren't dating," Hobie points out.

So it doesn't matter anyways.

Miles frowns.

"Guess not." Hobie cocks his head to the right.

"You sound bummed."

"I mean, a little." Miles stiffens.

Did he really just say that?

Out loud?

Goddammit Morales.

"Could have been fun." he hastily adds.

"The food was good," Fortunately Hobie doesn't seem to catch on to the slip up.

"Aye. Shame I can’t eat like that every night." Hobie pokes fun.

Well.

Technically,

"You’re always welcome back, you know. I’m sure my mom would be ecstatic to have you." Miles pokes fun.

"As your…?"

"Which ever. Friend. Boyfriend." Hopefully both. "Just show up as yourself, whoever that is."

"Cool. I uh, should probably head out now."

"Right. Want me to show you out?"

"Out your window?" He asks, confused. Right. Because leaving through the front door is apparently a foreign concept.

"Never mind. So, see you in a bit?" Miles watches as Hobie slides open the unlocked window.

"Sure thing babe." Hobie says whilst climbing out of the room.

What if.

The idea grabs and shakes him by the shoulders, but once it pops up it's definitely there.

Technically, nothing was stopping Miles from asking Hobie out right now. Except for the fact that, well, it was crazy.

It wasn't even a question of whether he liked him or not. Frankly, It was so painfully obvious that it was a good thing his parents thought that they were already dating.

Plus, was it really okay to ask the universe for more? Because, really, it had already been a miracle that tonight had turned out okay. The chance that he could monumentally fuck things up between them were so high on the scale that it should have scared him into going back to chasing Gwen.

But they didn't.

Wait, Miles was getting ahead of himself here. Did Hobie even like him back? Even reading into it was difficult. Additionally, Miles knew that Hobie was a flirt. While it was nice to think that the gestures were sweet, in reality they were probably meaningless. Ouch.

Then again, what was the worst that could happen? It wasn't like Miles was expecting him to say yes anyways. At least this way he'll always know that he tried, and that for sure that nothing was ever there.

"Hobie wait," He blurts out before he's finished weighing the pros and cons.

"Yeah?" Hobie waits, one foot out the window. Miles inhales sharply.

Was this it?

Now or never.

massive shout out to my beta beloved @ihrtwillow for helping with me out with that ending. yeesh.

#across the spiderverse #punkflower #choose your own adventure #polls #updates daily!#goddammit sorry this took so long #not even going to get into how hard it is to type on mobile #<- please ignore me complaining #anyways enjoy!! :')

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that-hijabi-loki-spawn · 18 days

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dude can you tell your friend @magnus-falafelking to shut the actual fuck up? nobody cares about his fake depression ass 12 year old “im tired” shit like bro

hi what the actual ****

I'm sorry, I don't like to cuss but this actually appalled me so much to the extent that I needed to let this out. Because what in the actual everloving-

*breathes* okay I have no idea who you are, and you probably definitely are a coward, because you didn't even have the guts to type your name. You. You are a coward. A pathetic little coward.

You do not have any idea who he is. You don't know him in real life. You don't even know his real name. Therefore, you have absolutely no ******* right to say anything about him or what he chooses to post on HIS blog. That's right. HIS BLOG. Not yours, not mine- his. If you don't like what he's saying- fine. You have the option of leaving. Under no circumstances does that give you the liberty to ANON HIS FRIEND and ask her to tell him to stop. I will not. And actually, I might just hack your account in response and block you. (yes i do know how to hack)

Secondly, now that you have already messaged me, I will tell you what I can and will do. I will tell you to shut your trap and listen up. If you send me something like this ever again, I swear to God, I will find you and I will make you pay. Magnus deserves to be happy. He is by far an amazing person and a true friend. ((ooc: he actually is, and I have no doubt the person running his account is too)) If he is going through something in his life, I will support him through and through. I will personally defend him and see to it that whoever is bothering him will meet their fate. That includes you and all those who are opposed by him. He doesn't need you anyway, and we're all there to support him.

Initially, I didn't even intend on responding to this derogatory and pathetic little message for fear that Magnus will see it and feel bad (which he shouldn't, this anon is no one of importance) but then I thought, you need to shut up and be taught a lesson. Stop being bitchy about someone else and maybe focus on your own sad, pathetic life instead? You do seem like the type to have no life imo.

I'm tired. I'm tired of weird quirky tiny ass twelve-year-olds who somehow have access to Tumblr and have absolutely no respect for the community. You, sir, have no right to be on here if it means you are going to insult and bring down other people. I will respectfully ask you to shut the hell up and ******* leave. No one cares about your edgy behavior and mean attitude, which trust me, is just horrible and downright pathetic. (ive nearly used the word pathetic 4 times by now that its actually become hilarious) sincerely, please shut up, if not for anyone but then for your own safety. I don't hold back.

I hope this answered your question. Regards,

-Samirah.

@mallory-keen-to-kill, @alex-fierro-pr-nightmare, @blitzen-imnot-that-short, @thomas-jefferson-jr, @runest0nes can we all agree on the fact that we will personally murder whoever it was if we ever find out their identity

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jbaileyfansite · 7 months

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Jonathan Bailey with Leo Woodall, Cara Delevingne, Jo Ellison and Jefferson Hack at the Polo Ralph Lauren show at the New York Fashion Week (September 8, 2023)

#jonathan bailey #jonny bailey #appearances #a:2023 #polo ralph lauren ny fashion week #cara delevingne #leo woodall #jo ellison #jefferson hack #polo ralph lauren #new york fashion week #NEW!

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kate-jam-and-diamonds · 9 months

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Jefferson Hack & Anna Cleveland’s wedding

#kate moss #lila moss #events

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compacflt · 1 year

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Do you have any nonfiction that you would recommend if someone was interested in the US Navy/military?

im probably not the right person to ask this bc most of my military knowledge hyperfixation is centered on the ARMY in the American Revolutionary War & World War II. It’s only pretty recently that i got into modern warfare as a topic, so let me just give some indiscriminate recs

Can’t go wrong with David McCullough‘s 1776, which is a great overview of the first year of the revolutionary war + the extremely fraught politics of trying to start a new nation’s military—really illustrates where a bunch of lingering schools of thought in our military originated from.

Another David McCullough shout-out: his The Wright Brothers is an excellent book about the origins of flight, AND it was the book right next to the picture of Ice and Maverick shaking hands on Ice’s bookshelf in TGM. So we know ice has read that one. I think you can’t go wrong at all with any David McCullough. I own like 5-6 of his books and he hasn’t missed once. (His best is John Adams but that’s not mil related)

Ron chernows biography of Washington goes into his military background (7 years' war) a whole bunch, and kind of elucidates how truly fortunate we were to have our nation’s first leader be a military man who really kinda didn’t want to be there. Some really good takes on leadership. Just beware that chernow does have a reputation in the history community for just makin shit up sometimes. If it sounds too cute/quaint to be true, it really might be.

u may be tempted: DO NOT read Brian kilmeade's Thomas Jefferson & the Tripoli Pirates, one of the few navy NF books I've read. I read it b4 I even knew who kilmeade was--didn't matter. it fucking sucks. he uses like 7 sources in the whole book.

Stephen E. Ambrose's Citizen Soldiers is a great WWII NF book about that generation of infantrymen.

The one big Navy NF book I've read recently is (not to brag but my personally signed copy of) Craig symonds' new biography of admiral Chester Nimitz, who was COMPACFLT during WWII's war in the pacific. I got a SHIT ton of professional characterization for Ice from Nimitz' life and this book--Nimitz also worked 18 hour days, was also separated from the love of his life for long periods of time in Hawaii, was also probably acutely depressed, etc.

okay: THOMAS E. RICKS. The Generals is SUCH a good book. Army leadership from WWII up through Iraq and Afghanistan. Focusing on how the Army used to relieve (fire) commissioned officers who couldn't hack it, and that's a huge part of why we won WWII, but somewhere between WWII and Korea, being fired started being super shameful (macarthur's fault if I'm reading it correctly) so mediocre officers didn't get fired and that's why the army has suffered shit leadership in every war since WWII. It's a HUGE thesis that he backs up so well. Would so recommend. I'm also currently reading his FIASCO about the fuck-up of Iraq. Also incredible so far.

Michael O'Hanlon's Military History for the Modern Strategist-- a post Civil War survey of military strategy on the campaign/operational level. Might be a good introduction to US military history, just giving a pretty broad overview of post-CW warfare, so that way you don't pick up a random book about the Korean War and go "wait what was the Chosin campaign again?" Interestingly written and I got to meet him and he wrote "wishing you the best" in my book after I told him I wanted to steal his job at Brookings someday, so admittedly I'm biased.

Lawrence Wright's The Terror Years: From Al-Qaeda to the Islamic State is not strictly military related, but it is one of the best-written and most illuminating nonfiction books I've ever read and I cannot recommend it enough.

For war fiction, my taste is v mainstream: Pat Barker's Regeneration trilogy, Tim O'Brien's Going After Cacciato (imo better than the things they carried), Ahmed Saadawi's Frankenstein in Baghdad, Kevin Powers' The Yellow Birds, Cannot Miss Erich Maria Remarque's All Quiet on the Western Front if you haven't read it, Hassan Blasim's The Corpse Exhibition: And Other Stories of Iraq... For specifically Naval lit: Run Silent, Run Deep is a pretty good classic, and this summer I read the 600-page behemoth The Caine Mutiny, which is about specifically WWII-era naval law... it's a brick. But it won a pulitzer and it's...passable. Kind of interesting at least.

#really can't recommend Lawrence wright Thomas ricks or David McCullough enough. just really well written stuff #otherwise I just read mil/defense news and google everything I don't know #pat barker >>>> regeneration isn't like... gay... but it is definitely gay. I think 2/3 books of the trilogy start out with soldiers fuckin #not top gun #military history #general aviation #book rec #i have no real life marketable skills but i do read a lot 👍

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cookietastic · 2 years

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Hey! In regards to the Hatsune Miku trans Thomas Jefferson whatever person w the Queen post, I would argue it’s fake just because of the fact that the blog is now only currently 5ish posts deep (starting with the Clinton ship stuff), and that their description (at least when I checked it) said “Not the real deal”. It’s entirely possible they were hacked or deleted/abandoned the blog after the Hamilton thing. But who knows maybe they did actually have a spiritual journey that lead to them believing the queen is a horse now idk.

SEE THATS WHAT I WAS THINKING! I’m thinking hack/Abandon cause if you look at the OG post from other peoples blogs/reblogs and click where it’s from their deleted but still lead to that blog so in my head I’m like “I rather believe you were hacked than think you believe The queen is a horse and read Hillary Clinton fan-fiction”

#if this is them oh mama Mia

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wawamouse · 5 months

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Oz Rewatch 3: S1E01 & S1E02

I actually got my sister to rewatch these two episodes with me, just so I could get some fresh eyes on it, haha. My sister doesn’t really watch live action media outside of crime procedurals, but she makes constant guesses when watching anything, so I knew she’d have a lot of impressions on the characters.

Sister had nonstop guesses about things that were going to happen in episode one. While some were surprisingly right on the money, others were not;

Beecher

First impressions: “…This some white collar dude?”

Later, when Toby’s crime flashback started: “He’s a serial killer!” (car swerves on the scene) “He killed a child!” …I suppose anyone can be gifted with foresight if you just make enough guesses!

When episode 1 ended and I asked Sister what she thought so far, she did mention that she had originally assumed Beecher (identifier: “that one white guy”) was the main character. She was puzzled when Ortolani took center focus instead, which I found interesting. I feel like this is the opposite of what most people assume.

Ortolani

Perhaps the most impressive assumption Sister made in the entire episode was to ask, as Dino awoke at 6am: “Is he gonna die?”

I later asked her what she thought about Dino dying in episode 1: “Called it”. I asked her how she knew and she shrugged and said “he just seemed like he was gonna die”.

Ryan O’Reily

First impression: “He should put on some pants…” Later, she would continue to misidentify him as “the Menace” (“Mayhem”). Once she realized his name was O’Reily, she kept singing the O’Reilly Autoparts jingle.

Other remarks included: “maybe he’s an undercover cop”; “He’s probably gonna die from trying to make all these moves”; and (annoyed sigh) “He reminds me of [mildly annoying high school classmate]”

Schillinger

The fact that he was a nazi went right over her head for most of episode 1. She thought he was a C.O at first.

Later, when I also I tried to explain the concept of Em City to her (it was also going over her head), she said (full skepticism): “…[McManus] thinks J.K Simmons nazi guy is redeemable?”

However, midway through ep 1, when I asked her who her favorite character was, she answered "J.K Simmons, because he's the lion in Zootopia".

Stray thoughts from Sister:

(watching the episode 1 title sequence, seeing Groves’ brand) “Does that say ‘wow’ or ‘mom’?”

About Hill: “he’s an undercover cop” (this came after Hill’s line in the dress factory: “I hate cops”)

About Rebadow: For some reason, Sister was very set on the idea that Rebadow was a serial killer; “did he eat a bunch of children?” “Does he kill sinners?” “ Does he kill sinning children?” When at last I informed her no, Rebadow was not a religious serial killer, she then turned her attention on Beecher; “Oh he’s the serial killer”.

Much time was spent on trying to figure out who The Serial Killer was until I put my foot down and told her there was no serial killer (yet).

About the hacks: (dripping with sarcasm): “Wow… them cops are really doing a top job”; “I think it’s funny when they keep going ‘it’s out of our hands… we can’t do anything’…. like you guys are literally in charge of this place.”

Keane: “Post, you’re up. Go to the hole and wack that wop”; Sister: “I got no idea what he just said...”

Called Mukada “Mr Dinosaur Eggs” and would not stop comparing Alvarez’s responsibility for “bringing a life into this world” with “bringing dinosaurs into this world”

Had a continued conspiracy across episode 1 & 2 that Schillinger and Whittlesey were in cahoots/in a secret relationship

Thought Nino was Joe Pesci at first

Thought McManus was Mark Pellegrino at first

Thought Said was "weird" and "doing some weird kind of fetish play" (when he kept getting slapped)

"Kinda weird that she had a picnic basket....." (lots of judgement was passed on Genevieve's picnic basket and also her raw spaghetti)

Takeaways

Sister's favorite characters after the 2 first episodes were Jefferson Keane ("he has sad eyes") and Nino Schibetta ("he looks like the mole from Zootopia and he has sad eyes")

When asked if she would watch the third episode, she said "I guess... feels like they're just going to wrap up the trilogy, though.." (me: "you think there's only three episodes?"; Sister: "Uhh yeah. Seems like.")

My own takeaways after watching the two episodes back to back is that I like episode 2 more than episode 1, but that episode 1 still has a really nice dizzying feeling that becomes less and less prominent as the show goes on. It really set the vibe!

#text #oz hbo #oz rewatch

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