(This is my first post on Tumblr, so please excuse any mistakes!)
1: Gwen’s love language is physical touch so she’s super cuddly. Miles compares her to a very affectionate cat.
2: Gwen tried to pick up drawing once, and Miles taught her how to draw pointe shoes. That’s the only thing she can draw really well.
3: Gwen prefers rainy weather, and Miles prefers sunny weather.
4: They have web-swinging competitions whenever they visit the other’s universe. Gwen always wins.
5: Miles is a few inches taller than Gwen. Gwen is 5'7 and Miles is 5'10/5'11 (as in ATSV).
6: Gwen can cook desserts good. Miles in general can cook good.
7: Gwen definitely wears silver.
8: They’re so “Goodbye, My Danish Sweetheart” by Mitski. Specifically the “Well I don’t blame you if you want to bury me in your memories, I’m not the girl I ought to be,” line.
9: Gwen describes Miles’ scent as apples and Miles describes Gwen’s scent as a warm vanilla.
10: Miles likes pop and rap, and Gwen likes indie and rock, including sub genres of the two.
(He’s so awkward in this clip.)
I just need them to go to university together when they get older and Miles studies art and Gwen studies music 😭🤌🏼
(I took Gwen’s outfit sort of from one of the concept arts!!)
Aroace is either missing every innuendo or understanding all of them
"We are fortunate that President Trump has indicated that he will work with us on a solution to reinstate TikTok once he takes office. Please stay tuned!" how about you go fuck yourself
Happy ace day y'all
Based off one of my headcanons
˚ ✦ . . ˚ . . ✦ ˚ .
Miles and Gwen were on his bed, cuddling rather awkwardly. First time for everything, right?
Gwen was on top of her boyfriend, arms wrapped around his upper back loosely, her thighs against his hips and hanging limp. The blonde’s head was propped under his chin, a nervous blush adorning her face. Miles had his arms around her neck gently, hands pointed downward as his lips were drawn in a tight line, head tilted slightly forward. The teenager’s cheeks were highlighted by a slight nervous sweat.
Miles managed to get a whiff of Gwen’s hair, leaning his head downwards more and getting a stronger grasp on the scent. Gwen tenses up, shifting her body.
“What perfume is that?” Miles asks, swallowing back the stammer that threatens to invade his voice. Gwen relaxes visibly.
“Peach, I got it from—“ the blonde pauses, “—Skylar. The brand.” She finished. Miles nods, inhaling her fragrance again. He hummed, before pulling his head back, thinking his reaction might’ve been a bit too over-the-top. “What, you like it?” Gwen asks, chuckling.
“I think peaches are my new favorite fruit.” Miles responds.
I can’t decide
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that band is held together by zip ties and gum and the zip ties are rotting
How did you give yourself an EAR INFECTION eating pussy
im just gonna screenshot from a text i sent my friends after the doctors visit
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