thinking about 42 miles being terrifying to everyone else but 42 ganke feeling so so safe with him and only him. thinking about how ganke trusts miles to the ends of the earth and back and how miles would rather die than betray that

Ghostflower vs Prowlerbyte (or clawcode whatever tickles your fancy ykwim)

its getting cold where i am, so hell, heres some fall clawcode

(click for better quality or i will fucking get you)

Ghost/prowler makes me visceraly uncomfortable as a black dad and white mom kid because exactly one shipper dosen't do that snowbunny stereotypes shit with them(most often 'delicate white girl and rough black boy' grossness)and they're monoracial black so i straight up put it on the search bar to block every single shipper except them because none of them know how to act but y'know WHAT.Y'all Prowler/punk shippers ain't any better-Miles G is turned into a 'gay panic' gothy tsundere bf instead of a severely traumatized black teen vigilante and Hobie has all his actual personality taken away too to reduce him down to his looks so he can be the pervy and idiotic love interest for him that 'fixes' his 'denial' or whatever and every Prowler!Movie!Hobie i've seen looks like one of them yaoi doujinshi dude's so combined with how Miles G having a Gwen ruins the Ghostflower 'soulmates by choice instead of destiny' slay and Hobie and Miles G won't be seen actually meeting for years from now,i'm throwing both these ships in the shredder.Only Margo and 42 Ganke can date Miles G now,the rest of y'all can join us when you learn to be normal about black boy trauma

That moment when you realize Miles-42 x Ganke-42 might be better than Miles-42 x Gwen-42 😭

nah but why would claw code be so cute??

imagine them arguing with each other while on the mics together

Ganke sending drones and shit to help Miles when he's in trouble

They're both geniuses so they both have genius problems

i.e. being weird with emotions and shit

they're so perfect for each other 😭

same with Prowlerbyte

both are better than ghostprowler (in my opinion)

omgomgomgomg GUYS

ok so I’ve been thinking abt Clawcode (Earth42 MilesGanke)

andddddd what if like,,, they were either dating or suuuperrrrr good, easily confused for dating best friends but then Miles started to get distant as Prowler but Ganke insisted that he stuck with him, but then Ganke got hurt somehow on a mission and Miles completely withdrew and blamed himself but Ganke still wants to be with him but Miles is going thru a super bad angst arc and ahhhhhhhhh

sorry I’m just so excited abt them

HEAR ME OUT. ACADEMIC ENEMIES TO LOVERS CLAWCODE AND GANKE FINDS OUT MILES IS THE PROWLER AND OFFERS TO BE HIS SIDEKICK. HOWEVER, HE GETS INTO A FIGHT WITH UNCLE AARON ON HOW HES A DISTRACTION AND WHEN HE AND MILES ARE TALKING, T E N S I O N.

LET. ME. COOK.

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“This isn’t about that Morales, and you know it!” Ganke exclaimed, as Miles desperately tried to follow him, reason with him. He had seen the fight, and the venom Ganke’s tongue carried when triggered. He tried to tell Ganke that he still wanted him to be his sidekick, still wanted him even if they were enemies. He grumbled, cursing before pulling the Korean boy back to him by his waist.

“You know,” Ganke began. “You two are just alike; You and your uncle.” He chuckled as he crossed his arms, still in Miles grip, which the two preferred not to talk about. “You’re making a huge mistake.” He began, eyes sharpening. “I am the best of the best when it comes to coding and hacking and robotics. I skipped fifth and eight grade, I surpassed multiple of my coding teachers,” Ganke named on the reasons, keeping the other boys eyes on him as the air got a bit stuffier.

“I would eat, sleep, drink and breathe Prowler, 젠장,” Ganke sharply cursed as Miles listened with batted breath, swallowing as his eyes settled on Ganke’s lips. “You both would be lucky, blessed even, to have me. Just because you and your uncle don’t like hearing the truth about yourselves—“

“No, I loved hearing what you had to say.” 42 Miles cut the boy off. “Very astute, you’re very well-spoken and articulate and accurate. I would be blessed to have you. I liked hearing every word.” He admitted, shamelessly. Now, Ganke’s hands were on Miles wrist, pausing. Adam’s apples rising and falling as eyes did the same, and the temperature increased and the dark-skinned boy took his hands away, catching his breath. Not now.

“Maldito infierno…” Miles muttered.

Too sweet by Hozier was actually written about clawcode he told me so himself

clawcoding rn

,.im sane i swear 

clawcode editors pls edit them to i dont smoke 🙏

After a mission...

... and that was Miles' bisexual awakening, i think.

ok so u know the wolf/bunny dynamic?? right so i came up with shark/seal… ITS LITERALLY CLAWCODE. ITS THEM. MILES SHARK GANKE SEAL. ready to get what they want, excellent hunters, lures prey, cunning and coy and violent x silly cute and lazy, just wants to chill and doesnt wanna be involved. PLEASE SEE MY VISION CLAWCODE NATIONNNNN

i know Miles G acts all cold and badass but i personally feel his biggest flex to Ganke was he finished every last pinao tiles song with 3 stars and 3 crowns. So Ganke will randomly hear a horrible cover of Heartbreak Anniversary playing and just have to stand the progressive speed up.

they’re gonna trip at some point

+closeups!

clawcode my lovelies............

Miles-42 x Gwen-42; Silent Sketches

Mini-Fanfic Part 2!

Synopsis: Miles G. starts seeing Gwen around more often, but can't work up the courage to talk to her, Fluff

Warning: Tied back to Part 1 of this series, so if you want to have a better understanding of the story, I recommend you read Part 1 first!

Part 1: Miles-42 x Gwen-42; First Look

I got the idea from the art above! Its from @nightowl374art, go check them out, their art style is beautiful! <3

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He looked up from his sketchbook, trying his best to stay as discreet as possible while he reached into his bag to grab a different colored pen. He scrummaged for a second, keeping his eyes on the girl sitting only 10-15 feet away from him as he pulled out a light blue pen. Perfect, He thought to himself. It matches her eyes.

Before he could look back down to continue his drawing, he was startled by an unwelcome Ganke. He'd only recently met Ganke, but they'd become pretty close considering the fact that they were roommates at Visions.

"Miles? What're you doing?" he asked with a confused look on his face, leaning down to sit next to him. Miles quickly hid the sketchbook, his eyebrows raising and his face feeling hot as he tried his best to cover his drawing. Too late.

Ganke rolled his eyes as he caught a glimpse of the drawing. "You're drawing that girl again? You're so predictable" He said, shooting Miles a teasing grin. Miles promptly smacked his arm, shushing him with a pleading expression on his face. "Shut up" he muttered, shoving the sketchbook back into his bag.

"Gwen. Gwen Stacy."

His heart fluttered as he remembered the handshake she'd given him. The little smile on her face when he handed her book back to her. The way she'd said her name. He decided to take another look at her sitting across from him, just for a moment, just to have her face fresh in his mind before he went to class.

She was talking with her friends, her expressions changing almost animatedly as she spoke, soft blue eyes squinting slightly when she smiled and even more so when she laughed. He watched as she tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear before she continued to talk.

A moment turned into a second. A second turned into a minute.

"You're drooling."

Ganke's sarcastic tone cut through Miles' thoughts, causing him to jump slightly. "I am not!" Miles replied indignantly. He wiped his mouth just to be sure, immediately feeling embarrassed as Ganke's eyebrows raised in amusement at the action. Miles groaned. "Can we just go?"

As he and Ganke walked toward their next class, he decided to look back at Gwen just one more time. He found himself snapping his head back quickly when he realized...she was watching him leave.