Earth-42 Miles expression sheet.
Commissioned by my awesome friend @42prowl for her rp account. This was a lot of fun, trying to mimic the movie style for Miles but make it Prowler Miles. Thank you for your support!!
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Earth-42 Miles expression sheet.
Commissioned by my awesome friend @42prowl for her rp account. This was a lot of fun, trying to mimic the movie style for Miles but make it Prowler Miles. Thank you for your support!!
@42prowl asked: “what can i do?” @ miles! ⤷ noticing trauma sentence starters
"What can anyone do? It's all just a part of being Spider-Man, right? It's not like you have it any better. Probably worse. Considering - you know. New York." The other's New York. Which was a mess, no doubt about it. Still. Tugging at the hem of his jacket, he took a deep breath. "It's all just @#$%&! up. You-- you know." He began, with a small frown, hesitant, voice quieter. "You probably woulda been a better Spider-Man than me. You supposed to be in the first place."
"𝕀𝕥'𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕗 𝕦𝕤," Spot concludes, replaying the scene over and over in his mind. Reality warps around him, manifesting his thoughts like pages of a flipbook. Captain Davis and the child and screaming crowds.
And the Spot, raining down destruction like a force of nature.
The scene ripples and fades, and the face in Spot's mind's eye is replaced by the colorful tribute on the wall in front of him. Captain Jeff Morales. Husband, hero, father.
"𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕝𝕝, 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕗𝕒𝕚𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥. 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟."
Spot's gaze lurches toward Prowler in a motion that's entirely inhuman. There's not much of him that is still human, these days-- Johnathon Ohnn is little more than an outline, scribbled in with void and single-minded purpose.
"𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕤, 𝕄𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕤. 𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕪𝕠𝕦; 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟."
"𝔻𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜?"
@42prowl !! / starter call
@42prowl liked for a random lyric starter !!!
"Well, I'm thwarted by a metaphysic puzzle, and I'm sick of grading papers that I know. And I'm shouting in my sleep, I need a muzzle.." The song was very firmly stuck in his head, and the signs of him stopping were unlikely.
@42prowl liked for a starter!
“So. What’s it like punching with those high tech gauntlets?”
❝ white lies hold the 𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵. ❞
lyric starter call ( x ) // ft. @42prowl // face - brockhampton
shuffle! @ kamado
send 🎵 or ( ‘SHUFFLE’ ) for me to randomize my playlist and write a starter that either uses the lyrics or is otherwise inspired by the song in some way. Status: Accepting! @42prowl with mentions of @nadinehunt Song Inspo: Greenlight by Hay.ley Ki.yoko
"My big sister was always stuck. Ushi felt like she could not have her own life until I was grown up and could take care of myself."
Kamado grits her teeth.
"But she never got to." Neither did Nadine. "Then I started running. Jumping universes. I don't know if I'll ever stop."
@42prowl asked: falls flat on the couch in his hideout. its been a long day for the vigilante and he wanted to just forget about it all. @ miles!
Slipping his headphones off, he looked towards the 42. And he immediately clocks onto it - knows the feeling. The amount of times he had done that himself? Think he stopped counting after the first ten. He moves over, hanging himself over the back of the sofa. "Soooooo, take-out?"