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SPEIR. i’ll try to be on later && MEET THE NEW KIDS following me!! i have to work in a bit, && i gotta balance my budget.
emborn:
she doesn’t fight him, because she knows that she needs to get away. not just from the crime, but away from all of this. she needed to talk to her aunt, and get them out of this town, and start all over again. it wasn’t the first time that they’d done it, but it was the first time that they’d been caught up to. they weren’t doing a good enough job.
the girl is quiet, letting his arms wrap around her, and letting herself be hugged. it was hard to focus on the now, her brain was too focused on the future. on how awful things were going to become.
still, she moves to hug him back, as if that might protect her somehow. “you don’t understand, miles.” it’s said into his shoulder, hands gripping his sweatshirt as if he might try to leave. though, she knew he wouldn’t. “they aren’t going to stop.”
this was what they wanted. everything was always some sort of test, or some sort of a trap, and she had fallen right into it. “no one can stop them.” her voice is barely there, hands still holding onto him. “they wanted this. and-and they probably want me to run, too.” it’s a product of the way she was brought up. they had always been five steps ahead of her then, so why not now, too? “oh god, what if they’re at the house?” she wasn’t even so much talking to him now, more just worrying out loud.
“ THEN LET’S GO TO YOUR HOUSE. they’d be expecting you to be alone, right? NOT WITH SOMEBODY ELSE. ” miles rationalises. “ we can head them off--be safer with two people than with one. && BESIDES; if you go alone, there’s nobody who can help you later. ”
all ways to say miles doesn’t want her going by herself. miles continues to hold onto rain && half rock her, before he sighs a bit, patting her back. he can’t imagine the kind of suffering she must be holding onto so tightly. he doesn’t know if he could ever be as STRONG as her, to do it all by her lonesome. miles puts his head on top of rain’s own.
“ you don’t have to do this alone. ”
spdernoir:
“ yeaaah. “ noir sighed in resignation, goggled lenses squinting as he looked around as well. he wasn’t too eager to be back in this room, but hell … if it got him back to the thirties on time, it wouldn’t be so bad to traverse it once more. “ you know what they say, kiddo. can’t exactly teach an old dog new tricks. have a little pity on your old man. “ he chuckles, stepping over some rubble before craning his head upward awkwardly at the domed ceiling. “ … things aren’t looking too hot. “
“ THEY’RE NOT. ” miles agrees with noir after a moment, miles’ gaze tracing the area with a weary look. ey’s concerned--ey’s smart, but not rebuild a particle collider with the express purpose of SENDING SOMEBODY BACK TO THEIR ALTERNATE REALITY level smart. so miles picks up a few pieces of rubble && swears softly under eir breath--don’t tell rio her baby is picking up potty mouthed language.
“ LOOKS LIKE this isn’t going to work out very well. ”
sparkgained:
“yeah, that’s a long story, you sure you got time for it?” there was a soft curve of his mouth as hazel eyes went to meet the other’s own. “it starts with some big purple tyrant guy i’ve yet to meet, and i hope i never have to because i’m sure if i do i’ll beat him to a pulp.”
still if it wasn’t for that thanos character, miles would have never met peter.
“ OF COURSE i’ve got time for it. i’ve always got time to listen to you talk about how you met the boy of your dreams. ” he grins a bit, loving the look on his counterpart’s face--because he looks so HAPPY. miles is glad miles is happy.
sparkgained:
miles still worried for the other him, his twin he supposed he should call him by now. just watching him glitch with pain–of course the young man was going to worry about him as the both of them walked along the streets of brooklyn.
“positive? i mean, yeah i suppose you could say that.” he said as he could hear the clicks of camera’s around them–people talking about how there were two of them.
this could be interesting.
once or twice, miles shoots a few fingerguns at people with cameras, though he keeps his voice low the entire time so only his counterpart can hear him.
“ BETTER THAN a terrible reception. ” miles says, in that low, stressed voice--as if he’s waiting to glitch out again, now that it seems like it’ll happen.
he hopes it doesn’t.
sensesdialed:
“Wait, what’s going on?! What’s happening ?? “
ey lands in the superhero pose--we all know the one--but modified, so it’s so very MILES GONZALO MORALES, && the mask winks at peter parker. have no fear, average person, miles morales is here to save the day!!
at least til the super villain collides into miles. miles yelps for a moment, before saying, “ SAW YOU COULD USE SOME HELP. ” oh no, did eir voice crack--just how old IS ey again? ( MIDDLE SCHOOLER. ey’s a middle schooler. )
SPEIR. i got all my drafts done && in the queue, so i’ll see y’all tonight maybe
and that’s the HARDEST part of being a HERO, isn’t it? knowing that despite your efforts, some can’t be saved. perhaps that’s just a cruelty faced by ALL who care so much.
prettyguard:
❛ well, YEAH, ‘cause i kept hearing someone, like, STRUGGLING ——— ❜
she wishes there was a more … FANTASTICAL reason. something like, ‘ oh, i had a psychic dream last night that told me i was going to find some person in a weird - lookin’ costume stuck in a tree, & if i helped em out, i’d have a century of good luck !!! ‘ but … sometimes things just aren’t very SPECTACULAR. it takes a bit of tugging & maneuvering to untangle em from what ey’s DONE, here ——— however ey managed to do it !!! ( seriously, what is this stuff ?? ) but once eir feet are SAFELY planted back on the ground, usagi returns her hands to herself, resting them on her hips. to be honest, the questions ey’s presenting to her … they’re a bit … CONFUSING. ( & even though she hopes that it doesn’t show on her face how totally LOST she is, it absolutely does. ) ❛ sorry, NO ——— i don’t know any spider - man from new york city !!! but … but YEAH, we got a new york city !!! don’t worry !!! so … are you from, like, another PLANET or something ?? ❜ if only luna were here … this seems more up her alley. ( she’s always been the brains of this operation. )
miles is thankful for the mask as ey flushes red underneath.
listening to usagi’s words for a moment, before ey say, “ WELL, thank you for getting me out of that tree, sailor moon--i’m from new york city, but well... it’s a long story. ” a very long one. instead of managing to shut off the particle collider, miles fell through it, && GOT SENT HERE, wherever here is. miles bites on eir lower lip through the costume for a brief moment, before shrugging && saying, “ but i’m sure you don’t have time to listen to all of it. ”
sparkgained:
he knows that it’s a big thing to promise, but miles liked to think that it would be something a hero would do for anyone–he just wanted to help.
“of course i would do that.” he spoke, but the moment the other told him he couldn’t, there was a breath that left his throat. “if something happened to me it would be because of my own choice. nobody should live a life like you are–it’s not even a life, man! i want to help get you out of it.”
he wants to cry. he honestly && truly wants to cry. but somehow, he doesn’t--much. there are tears spilling down his face, but no broken sobs to accompany them.
then miles is hugging his twin tightly, burying his face in the other’s shoulder. he wants to thank him, to say SOMETHING, but he can’t; all words are stuck behind this lump in his throat. everything is stuck behind this lump, but he knows if he tries to push past it, he’s just going to sob brokenly while he speaks.
SPEIR. anyways sorry about that who wants a lyric starter
SPEIR. wow that mood drop came && FAST. not gonna be here tonight.
ey doesn’t like this. miles grips the thumb drive in eir pocket && WATCHES UNCLE AARON TALK TO THE DOCTOR FOR A FEW MOMENTS. for a few moments, miles can’t make out what the two are saying, beyond ‘liv i think ey’s--’
miles wants to say ey’s right there, but that means drawing attention to emself--which is not what miles wants, in this situation. miles would like nothing more than to crawl into a hole && DISAPPEAR--
&& DISAPPEAR for a brief moment, miles does. not that miles quite notices; ey’s not paying attention to eir body, so much as trying to catch the conversation. but when miles notices that ey can’t see eir nose--
“ UNCLE AARON? DOCTOR OCTAVIOUS? ”
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SPEIR. suddenly feeling the i dont belong here vibe so i guess a nice message or two would be nice. i'll probably vent abt my problems somewhere else y'all don't need to see that.
SPEIR. i wish i coudl go in my anime tag without seeing my muse getting her ass rammed by actual adults when she’s barely older than miles, but, y ou know, anime fandoms.
Soft 👏 female 👏 muses 👏 are 👏 valid. 👏 Female muses who love to wear pretty things and dream about love. Female muses who dance, sing, and enjoy the arts. Female muses who fight in battle and cry over the loss of friends. Female muses who break down from holding life together. Female muses who sometimes crumble under the weight of the world on their shoulders. Female muses don’t have to be hard and fierce and invisible in order to be strong. Soft female muses are not weak.