Miles Morales

Miles had barely gotten back to school before he had to turn around and leave Fandom for home yesterday. The funeral for his uncle had been for family and friends only which turned out to be just Mom, Dad and himself.

And then right before he was about to head to Portalocity, his Dad instead took him to the wall outside of the police station like he had promised on Friday.

So it was late when Miles got home. Luna, his daemon was waiting for him at the causeway and kept him company on the walk back to campus which was oddly comforting and discomforting at the same time.

When he finally got back to his room he sat down at his desk and tried to put the last week in perspective. Before all this he was a normal kid just trying to get back to Brooklyn and be with his friends. But now everything was different. Checking his messages he did find a reminder that he had an essay to turn in for science class. Not about science, but who Miles wanted to be. Well... that essay might be easier to write now than it had a week ago.

He opened up google docs and began to write as if he was some kind of mixture between Doogie Howser MD and Brian Johnson from Breakfast Club.

( Okay. Let’s do this one last time. )

He saved the file and sent it off to his teacher before giving Luna one final scritch behind her ears and going to bed, putting on his headphones to listen to some music that would help him sleep.

[NFI. And my final plot post. Sorry for all the spamming this week! Thank you to all who participated (Especially , and for all the preplay) including all of you who dealt with gremlins, gremlin bites and coming to Brooklyn to save a city. Y'all are the best.]

( At some point during the week, Miles was sure he was on the right track to become the Spider-Man his world needed. Now? Not so much. )


( Meanwhile in Queens... )

[Trigger warning for character death. NFI & NFB. Preplayed once again with the fantastic craftyladyparts and what_the_shock]

( Apparently Peter Parker's not having a second to lose involved going to a diner and eating hamburgers. )

[NFI & NFB. Almost halfway done.]

( There was something comforting about being in Uncle Aaron's apartment. )

[NFI. NFB. I apologize in advance for all the spamming I will be doing to your reading list this week.]