| H.renjun !

爱 | h.renjun !

synopsis : you plan out a romantic picnic day for you and your boyfriend,renjun.

warnings : none except for mentions of food

word count : 1.13k

genre: fluffy fluff

note : it’s my first request! i really hope you all like this <3

“where are we going? just give me one clue!” renjun whines for the umpteenth time.the poor boy was currently blindfolded,which was a little shocking but still tolerable to him.what really terrified him though,was you driving him across to who knows where.

it was a lovely sunny saturday,renjun had wanted to stay at home for the whole day and relax due to him finally ending his uni exams,but your plans had said otherwise.you had out of the blue asked him to wear the blindfold back at your apartment and he had instantly refused,but you kept insisting so he accepted and it led to where the both of you were now.

the car had abruptly come to a stop,startling the boy a bit.he heard the sound of the car door opening and closing.he really did hope you weren’t gonna kill him. “grab my hand,renjun.we have to walk a little bit more then we’re done and you can take the blindfold off,” you explain putting your hand out for him.renjun slowly grasped both of your hands and began to exit the car.

you had to slide up the basket filled with food you were holding in your hands up to your arm to support him.you closed the car door and locked the car before making your way to your destination,a field of flowers

“i really hope you’re not going to murder me here,” renjun exasperated.you giggled and looked at him,his lips were quivering as if he was scared which he probably was.you began to feel a little guilty,but you already had reached a tree,in the middle of the field.

it gave a beautiful view of the field which consisted of bright tulips,sunflowers,jasmines and much more you didn’t recognise.

you had discovered the place one day driving home from your university and instantly thought to bring renjun and you here for a date,but did not know when was the time.so after hearing that his exams end today from his friend jaemin,you decided now was the perfect time to carry out the plan.

“we’ve arrived anyway.let me open your blindfold.” you say as you stopped walking.you untied his blindfold and stepped out of his direction so he could see where you brought him to,and he was instantly wowed.he had turned his head to then look at you with a bright smile which had you melting on the spot,how could he get so cute? he had then looked over to see the basket in your hand and his smile grew even larger.

“you brought me here for a picnic?” he asked you with excitement while walking closer to you.you had just nodded while putting the basket down and taking out a blanket to lay on the grass.renjun had walked over to help you prepare the food but you swatted his hand.he hissed as he looked at you, “that really hurts,” he whined.you tsked before beginning to say, “i planned this day for you,for you to take a break specifically.you can go look around the flower field and when i’m done i’ll call you over okay?”. renjun had just nodded while patting your head,he then had began to walk into the field to admire the flowers.

you continued to take out all the food and prepare drinks,and when you were finished you began searching for renjun.you found him standing with the flowers surrounding him,admiring them.

he looked so cute with the small smile displayed on his face,his hair that framed his face perfectly,looking at him made you feel like time stopped.you could have spent all your time admiring him if it weren’t for the food awaiting you two.“renjun,come on!” you called out to him.he turned his head to you and began running in your direction.

“come on,food is ready.” you said while walking back.

“i’m so full” you whined dropping on the bed.renjun just sat down on the side of the bed,laughing while ruffling your hair.the two of you (mostly you)had devoured most of the food during the picnic,and then ran around in the field of flowers chasing each other.sure,it was a good experience but not until you got a stomachache and decided to go home.

both of you were dressed now in your pajamas, getting ready to sleep.

“you shouldn’t have ate all of the pasta you made,i told you it was too much for you” renjun said.you turned your head to face him before getting up,renjun had just continued staring at your figure.you went to your drawer to pull out two face masks and headbands. “up for a face mask?” you grin.

“while we do that,why don’t we watch a movie?” renjun cheekily asks in return.he walks over to grab the computer on the bedside table lovated next to your bed, brings it to his lap to open netflix and choose a movie.you pull a headband over your head and applied the mask while bringing yourself to the bathroom so you could adjust it.renjun then walked over to you and placed his head on your shoulder.

“hm?do you need anything?” you ask looking up to him after adjusting your mask.renjun shakes his head to signify a ‘no’ and gives your cheek a peck,to then realise he kissed the face mask instead of your skin.his expression contorted from one of happiness to disgust,and you tried your best to hold in your laugh but sadly,it was proved impossible when you looked at his face.

“stop laughing at me!” he whines.you laugh even louder,his face looked so cute even though he was angry.“i can’t help it! you look so cute” you explain giggling.renjun pouts at you and walks out of the bathroom.

“i’m sorry for laughing at you! jun!” you say trying to catch up to him.

with the movie credits rolling through on the computer and the couple cuddled up on the bed with nothing to worry about,renjun felt completely content and wished he could stay here forever.

you on the other hand,were fast asleep on his arm. you two had decided to watch a romance movie,the notebook to be exact.you two were conversing a lot throughout the first half of the film,but renjun had noticed how your sentences became even more slurred and you had started breathing steadily.

he turned his head to see you fast asleep,and he swore he could melt into mush right there.with your eyelashes fluttering,your soft cheeks that looked so plush,renjun thinks you look the cutest asleep.

“thank you for planning today for me,爱” he whispers to himself.“you always find ways to make me fall in love with you even more,it blows me away.” he continues then pecking your forehead delicately.

he then turns over to power off the computer,but he swears he can see a ghost of a smile forming on your face when he does.‘i don’t care if you’re awake anyways,you deserve to know how much i appreciate you’ he thinks to himself.

sorry i’ve been very inactive~ i’m currently working on a new series !

— Snow On The Beach.

➵ Pairing:: Miles Morales x reader *:·ﾟ 

➵ Wc:: 4,070. *:·ﾟ

➵ Warnings:: None. *:·ﾟ

➵ Series:: The Midnights Series. *:·ﾟ

The cold nipped at your nose as your hands were warmed up by the fire in front of you, leaning back hesitantly as you tried your best to stifle a yawn. The stars were overhead, shyly hiding behind the thick clouds in the sky. There were groups of people around you chatting away as they downed back drinks you couldn’t be bothered to learn the names of, messing around on the beach. Despite how early in July it was as the sun drifted to sleep with the rest of the world, the beach was enveloped in an unusual cold. It wouldn’t be the first unpredictable thing in New York.

Sitting on the makeshift bench your friends had made out of a discarded log, if you could even call it that, you could feel sweat pooling in the small of your back. It was weird, unusual. “Y/N? You feeling okay?” Your friend waved a hand in front of your face before you nodded quickly even though you hadn’t really retained any of what he was saying.

Harry sighed. “I said that kid you’re always yammering on about is here. Aren’t you gonna at least try and say hi?” Your eyes lingered on the fire in front of you, not bothering to look away as it crackled. It almost felt like your ears were going to pop. You heard shuffling in the sand behind you as you replied simply with: “Oh, yeah.”

The disbelief in Harry’s eyes was obvious— he was one of your best friends and he knew how stubborn you could be. More often than not you were the type to wait for things to come to you, daydreaming about how things might turn out. Normally he would find it endearing but when it cane to romantic pursuits, he found it to be an annoyance. You opened your mouth, starting to say something else, something hopeful about the night, but suddenly you felt ice-cold aluminum sticking to the back of your neck. Jumping at the new cold feeling you whipped your head around to be face with your other friend MJ, crouched down next to you with a dripping beer can in her hand, laughing her head off.

“Woah, scaredy-cat. You should see your face!” You simply glared at her, wiping off your neck. In all honesty, you were already sick of today. Sick of the bonfire. You just wanted to go home and enjoy some peace and quiet, not the sound of the bass beat obnoxiously rattling the speakers next to you. MJ was still laughing, which made you sigh. “You’re so immature.” MJ shrugged, throwing her leg over the log to sit next to you.

“But you looked really hot," she protested. “Well, more than you usually do.” Henry snickered, shaking his head as his hands fiddled with his phone.

You didn't answer her and just kept your hand on the back of your neck, thinking back to what Henry said. Miles Morales was here, at the beach. It wouldn’t have been such a surprise if it hadn’t been for how late it already was. Despite how social Miles was he wasn’t much for late parties, he usually turned in or ducked out fairly early and yet when you finally got the courage to drag your sorry eyes away from the fire and scan the beach— there he was.

Standing with his friends, laughing without a care in the world until the two of you made eye contact. Realizing the content it almost seemed as if Miles choked mid laugh before giving a nervous laugh and waving to you. You smiled gently back, not offering up a wave of your own. Interactions with Miles were few and between, the two of your social circles rarely ever crossed considering your friends consisted of upperclassmen rather than the other students in you and Miles’ grade.

The only interception was the fact that MJ and Miles’ friend Gwen were in a band together— besides that though, you never even met her so asking her about Miles was out of the question. Still though, a few chance encounters and school projects gave you the pleasure of talking to him enough to develop a small crush or, as Henry put it, infatuation.

Suddenly as you stared at Miles your jaw felt really tight, and you could feel all the other people at the party staring at you. It at least felt that way before you blinked, quickly dragging your eyes back to the fire. Crackling, still. MJ’s smile sort of slipped away realizing this and she said, "Sorry, you want this?" She held out the can of beer and you thought for a few moments before shaking your head. Despite how dehydrated you felt in the moment, beer didn’t sound very appetizing. She only hummed in response, cracking it open and taking a swig of it herself, putting in down firmly half-buried in the sand.

“What are we talking about?” MJ asked in a less than smooth attempt to change the conversation. Henry scrolled absentmindedly through his phone, not even bothering to look up as he replies. “Morales.” For someone so seemingly uninterested in your love life, he sure did like putting you on blast for it. MJ grew a wide smirk on her face before she turned so the two of you were facing each other.

“Huh? You gonna make a move, finally?” You pursed your lips together before shrugging with a nervous laugh. “I wouldn’t really call it… making a move? I mean, I’m definitely not asking him out. We’re barely even really friends? Or— I, I mean I think?” Henry groaned, throwing his phone down on the sand absentmindedly. You could never understand how little he cared about his possessions but it was never your place to judge, you supposed.

“Didn’t he ask you to the Hall of Science?”

Henry reminding you of that made you smile fondly, nodding. “You’re definitely friends. I mean… the Hall of Science? What kind of date is that?” He laughed off more towards the end and you let out a groan. As exciting as it was to have some confirmation that people other than you considered you and Miles’ occasional escapades ‘friend activity’ it was also disheartening considering that’s exactly what it seemed like— friend activity.

MJ shot a glare towards Henry before shaking her head and turning back to you with a smile. You noticed that she had tiny sweat beads on her nose. A shiver ran down your spine and you hugged yourself closer. The beach tonight, cold but also hot— unpredictable. Weird.

“Well, he wouldn’t have invited you if he didn’t want to spend time with you, right? So just go and talk to him! You don’t have to make a move, okay?” MJ was always the best when it came to advice— well actually, she was terrible at it. As fierce and smart as she was, she never really planned ahead. Regardless, though when it came to matters of the heart, she understood you best. Without any words, she could sense your hesitation.

“Don’t feel forced or anything but if you want to just talk to him— talk to him! You’ll have more fun. I promise.” You were silent for a few moments and MJ exchanged a look with Harry who rolled his eyes, leaning forward. “Just go for it, Y/N. He’ll love you as much as we do.” You furrowed your eyebrows seeing Harry’s oddly sincere smile before letting out a chuckle. “You should definitely leave the pep-talks to MJ.” His smile turned into more of a smirk as he picked up an empty can off the ground, chucking it towards you as you laughed, blocking yourself defensively.

“Jerk!”

Despite how stubborn you were, deep down you knew they were right. You’d spent years admiring Miles from afar and all of your small interactions only fueled this. Every wish on an eyelash and every prayer on a star was dedicated to him. Letting out an exhausted groan you threw your hands up, shielding your face from them as you took in the deepest breath you could. For a moment, at the idea of going up to him alone, the world stopped spinning. And as soon as you let out that anxious breath, it resumed.

“You’ve got this, Y/N! No regrets!” MJ threw her arm over your shoulder and pulled you into her in an encouraging gesture as she shook you. “And tons of hesitation.” Harry mused as MJ sent him another glare, a common occurrence between the two.

Finally giving in you put your hands on the log beneath you, pushing yourself to stand up. The steps between you and Miles were few and far between but as you stood up to make your way over, it felt like you were worlds away from him. Somehow when it came to Miles everything felt intense. Though you were sure it was because of your anxiety and fear of making an utter fool of yourself in front of him.

Seemingly taking notice of you walking over Miles’ friend, a blonde girl around both of your age that you assumed to be Gwen from what you’ve heard, said something rushed before walking away with Ganke quickly following after throwing Miles a thumbs up. Looking in your direction and seeing you again, Miles lit up as he waved again. This time, you returned it.

“Hey.”

And Miles smiled, a real smile, the real signature ‘Miles Morales’ kind of smile— the kind that could melt just about anyone. The smile that melted away almost all of your worries, and you smiled back, grateful as anything.

“I was just about to come get you." he said. This piqued your interesting and you raised your eyebrows a bit, “oh? Maybe I should have waited, then.” Miles laughed at that, hand dragging down the nape of his neck. “Well, you might have been waiting a long time then… Ganke wouldn’t stop talking my ear off about this new game he got. I mean I love the guy but it’s like all he talks about sometimes.” You only laughed at that, unsure of how to carry the conversation. It was one of the things you disliked most about yourself— how difficult seemingly normal conversations were for you. Except with Miles, you didn’t really feel the need to try.

Despite that, it still didn’t stop you from trying your hardest. Maybe he noticed how hard you actually were trying, maybe he didn’t mind. If he did, he never said anything. Maybe he was trying too. It felt like time had stopped whenever you were near Miles— as dramatic as that had sounded, it was true to you. The world would stop turning or maybe it, your world, just revolved around him.

“So you uh… you’re back from your vacation, then. How was your flight?” It somehow managed to slip from your mind that the last time you had seen Miles was before you left to go visit family— you had already been back in New York for a few weeks now you simply hadn’t had the chance to say hi to him. The fact alone that he remembered and asked about it made your heart swell.

“It was awful, thanks for asking. There was this guy next to me who told me his amazing life story. Twice divorced and now he’s one of the best and brightest NFT salesmen. And no, I did not buy a stony duck.” Miles laughed at this, swirling around his cup in his hands as the liquid formed a small tornado. Soda, nothing crazy. Miles was never much of a drinker.

You let out a nervous sigh you didn’t know that you were holding back. When it came to social situations you had a habit of rambling about things, you only found yourself appreciative that Miles didn’t notice.

Miles glanced over to the fire place where Ganke now sat along with MJ and Harry, many others following suite as they all crowded around. The music only got louder as Harry turned it up to drown out MJ’s horrible impulsive karaoke.

It was a normal pizza bonfire, thrown for the sorry excuse of ‘old times sake’ which really just meant an excuse for everyone to escape from whatever chaos was happening in the city for the moment and just feel normal. Except this time, with beer and tequila.

“I, uh, ran into some of Peter’s new friends. They're gonna come over later and bring a keg.”

Miles tilted his head at you and you cringed a bit, regretting bringing it up as he looked confused.

"A keg?" He repeated. You nodded, kicking the sand at your feet. "Yeah. A keg, you know, of beer?" Miles paused for a moment before waving his hand around. "Pfftt, right," he said. "A keg! Of course.”

Miles sighed, his hand plugging his ear on the side of the bonfire before he looked away with furrowed eyebrows. His expression seemed stressed and you couldn’t tell exactly why— something was bothering him.

It must have been the volume of the music that made him grimace as he instead moved his eyes towards the water, lit up by the pale moonlight. You opened your mouth to fill the silence before he cut you off, suddenly making eye contact with you once more.

“You wanna go for a walk?”

Having him lock eyes with you under the moonlight felt incredibly magical for the moment. You could have sworn that your heart jumped to your throat at the invitation and you only nodded, biting back a smile.

Following Miles away from the area of the beach lit by the fire, a new cold feeling settling over you. “Hey so uh… how are you? We haven’t talked since… well, you know.” Miles seemed to pause in his tracks before clearing his throat, pushing forward. “I’m… sorry, I wasn’t here.” There was a tension in the air that you couldn’t find the exact source of. The topic of conversation, while grim, was needed.

Miles’ father was killed in an attack. Everyone knew about it and yet no one ever said anything. The usual thoughts and prayers were appreciated by Miles, of course, but how could you ever truly comfort someone who recently lost a father? You weren’t sure, in fact you were scared to try. But if there was one thing that you knew it was that you didn’t want to have any regrets when it came to Miles.

The silence following your question and the quickening pace of his breaths were enough to tell you that he didn’t want to think about it.

You still, realizing you've wandered too far from Miles. Turning to face back at him he stands in the middle of the beach, staring at you, hand out to reach after you. It felt like losing you for a moment, that scared him.

“You know, auroras constantly change shape?”

The change in topic was sudden and Miles’ eyes widened a bit as his breath steadied. “Auroras… Aurora borealis? Like the lights?”

“Yeah!” He laughed, “I—I mean… the patterns and shapes of them change all the time. You’re… the same, Miles. I think you’re a lot like them. You’re bright and you light up everything around you but… you’re also constantly changing.”

You reach out your hand hesitantly, hoping just maybe you could brush against him and feel his touch. You do, and he doesn’t move away. Miles relishes in the coolness of your skin and you enjoy his warmth.

“I’m sure that your parents saw it too. Always changing and growing… you used to be so full of light. You still are. You always will be but it feels… quieter now. Dimmer.”

The sky watches in mild curiosity, and you find yourself wondering if you had seen this before. You knew that you had— one night, one way. You had always dreamed of someone that would brush against you, maybe like you, possibly even love you.

“Before he— uh, my dad, I never got the chance to tell him. Who I really am, I mean.”

A part of you wanted to ask ‘who are you really, Miles?’ But you just nodded.

“I wanted to measure up to who he and my mom thought I was gonna be but I don’t— trying to do the right thing is hard. Especially when I have to do it alone.”

“You can’t always do the right thing, Miles.”

Miles knew that you were right and yet a part of him denied it. Maybe if he had been quicker, smarter like his dad thought he was, he could have saved him.

And now he was left alone with his mother and her broken heart. There was nothing he could do to fix it.

“Take… Spider-Man for example.” You heard Miles’ breath hitch and your lips turned upward for a moment. You quickly covered it up.

“Spider-Man sacrifices everything to keep us safe. And even still, he’s taken some losses. Couldn’t save a few people… and yet despite what everyone says about those failures, he keeps fighting for us. For the city, everyone. He’s just good for the sake of being good. I think you’re like that, too.”

"But," Miles stares at you, pausing. "What if S— I… what if I can’t be good enough?”

"Miles," You tilt your head. "You’re already doing your best. You know that’s enough. You can’t… save everyone, you know? You aren’t a hero.”

Miles thought over those words. Bringing up Spider-Man of your own volition, he wondered if you knew the truth.

If you did, would your opinion on him would change?

A part of him wanted to tell you— to scream it into the ocean. To finally have someone to let out all of his desperation and anguish to and have them comfort him the way his mom would have.

But he can’t, you couldn’t understand. And no one did.

"Well," He stares at you, unsure where to start. "What if I was?” Deciding you were tired of standing you motioned him over and he followed, sitting with you at the edge of the beach. Close enough to reach out and touch the water but not close enough to get wet.

The silence followed you to that spot until the both of you were sat comfortably. “Y/N,” Miles pauses, face falling. "What do you think of Spider-Man?" A small smile made its’ way onto your face.

“Didn’t I already tell you?”

“Yeah! Well, I mean—”

“He’s amazing, just like you.”

“Like… me?”

“The lights are always shining at late hours. Maybe that’s like you, too… it’s like Spider-Man. I think maybe his true self comes out at night. Or his other half. I wonder who he is, really.”

Those odd hours Miles would find himself awake, wondering the city disappearing weren’t anything comforting. They were quite the opposite— swinging around, fighting crime, the city almost felt desolate. Isolated.

“I don’t know. Maybe the unusual quietness of the city at night is enough to make him feel good for a minute?”

“Well, we aren’t really talking about Spider-Man. Are we, Miles?”

"You… know?" You lean forward to rest on your palm, staring off at the water in front of you. The sea’s breeze. Cold, yet warm when with him.

“I had an inkling.” Miles laughed. “An inkling?” Turning to him, you smiled.

"Well," Miles chuckles. "That’s pretty smart for just an inkling. Jonah’s still trying to figure it out.” You scoffed at that, shaking your head.

“Jonah wouldn’t be able to find something right under his nose. But… I guess we should be grateful about that, then.“ A moment passes and you exhale.

“I think you’re doing great, Miles. There’s only one of you after all, you’re doing the best you can.”

Miles’ eyebrows knitted together once again as he opened his mouth to speak and you cut him off, gently bumping him with your shoulder.

“You’re our Spider-Man,” you said in a hushed voice. “You’re our hero. Just like your dad was yours.”

Miles heart skipped a beat and he blinked a few times, fighting back against his emotions. You blink, lips pulled into a frown. Without any care of embarrassing yourself you reach over and grab his hand gently. He gives you a smile.

The night itself felt entirely impossible to you— sitting with someone you’d harbored a crush on for a long while and finding out your suspicions of him were right.

“I like you better when you’re smiling.”

“Yeah? My mom always said I was a charmer.”

Miles’ wit seemed to return and you couldn’t help but laugh at that. “Rio’s sure got an eye, then. You’re a regular lady killer.”

“Yeah?”

Looking away from him you turned to the sky, counting the stars. There was sure enough that you could fill your pockets full.

Turning back to him, you nodded. “I’d say so.”

Miles’ eyes flickered down to your lips for a moment and your heart skipped a beat. A small hope ignited in you.

Past all the awkward small-talk, past the silence: you could feel it. All of the pining and the intense longing you felt, for the moment felt real. It felt just close enough to reach as you and Miles stared into each other’s eyes, hoping.

Everything you wanted was right in front of you, you simply had to reach out for it.

The gap between the two of you was closing, without you even knowing as his eyes trailed down to your lips.

It was cold— he was warm.

The kiss was quick and clumsy, Miles quickly pulling away with a nervous laugh and you looking away with an embarrassingly big smile.

The two of you were both focused on the beating of your hearts next to each other, almost racing to see whose could pump out blood faster. It was almost audible in your ears from how fast it was going, your chest filled with an unknown warmth. It felt nice and for the moment, the two of you were content.

“So—“

“So—“

“Oh! You go first—“

“Oh, what were you—?”

The two of you fell silent before bursting out laughing. For once you didn’t feel the need to avoid eye contact with him anymore, the nerves completely out of the way now.

“I really like spending time with you, Miles.” Another smile made its way onto Miles’ face. It was the same charming smile you knew and loved but now there was a newfound confidence behind it.

“I like you too, Y/N.” If you had ever felt love before, you were sure it wasn’t real because in this moment— that sentence alone from Miles had your head spinning.

“Really? I didn’t even say that, you know.” His eyes widened for a moment nervously before you laughed, punching his arm playfully before leaning into him. “But… I really do like you too, Miles.” There was a hint of fear in your voice and Miles felt his heart tug at its’ strings. Even still, he smiled.

Sitting next to him on the beach, staring off into the distance as the waves crashed gently on the water, it was nice.

The sound of your friends’ voices chatting was drowned out by the music from the speakers and all you could do was take in the moment and taste it.

All the dreaming, hoping and pining led to this moment between the two of you. It was so incredibly sweet and worth the wait. You swore nothing in the world could make this better, a new chill running down your spine as you felt small flakes fall on your face. If it weren’t for MJ suddenly calling out, you wouldn’t have even noticed— it was snowing.

The snow wasn’t anything new in New York but at this time of year, it was certainly the smallest bit strange and yet for a night as unbelievable as this, it was fitting.

Snow on the beach. It was strange but so incredibly beautiful to the both of you. So fitting.

Turning to face Miles you found him already looking at you with his normal goofy attempt at a smolder and you couldn’t help but laugh more, your stomach beginning to hurt. The two of your laughs blended together and he leaned into you, covering his face.

The moment felt so tame and somehow chaotic at the same time. It felt almost cataclysmic, this night forever changing your relationship with him to something you had only dreamed of having for yourself.

Just like the beams of light dance across the sky, Miles will continue to dance across rooftops for the sake of the city and just like the beams of light shine in the sky, you’ll continue to light up Miles’ path.

It was that unbelievable, faded moment where you realized that Miles feels exactly the same way that you had, at the same moment. It was that moment where you decided that nothing could be sweeter.

dk (seventeen) ;

[11:32PM] “it’s beautiful isn’t it?” mingyu says while you nod looking at the old photos you two decided to go through.the said photo had you leaning your shoulder on his,dressed in halloween costumes while you two were on your house’s sidewalk when you were children.“it’s crazy how it felt like this photo was taken just yesterday” you state.he slings his arm around you bringing you closer to him.“you’re still as cute as ever since this photo you know?” he cheekily implies.you playfully roll your eyes while huffing.“you’re still as annoying though” you say breaking out into a laugh,leaving mingyu to form a pout at your choice of words.

spiderman hero on yj team hcs!

— my head-canons of a spiderman s1 young justice team member oc/self-insert is gender neutral!

★ literally kid flash if he was constantly on a sugar rush and had no chill

♥︎ a sweetheart but feral

♥︎ has bitten a couple of villains before

♥︎ and leaguers

★ admittedly don't know much about spiderman, but i'm thinking she/he/they are like tom holland's spiderman

♥︎ there's that whole unexplained origin, just the idea of some smart science kid deciding to become a vigilante whether that be through creating their webs or something like wally where an experiment goes wrong and they get spider powers

★ was just an amateur with some experience fighting who was eventually caught by the league

♥︎ was definitely mistaken for black spider until the league took in account of their uniform n' general attitude and were like "damn... this really is just a super smart kid who has some belt in a marital art fighting style"

★ their costume is heavily inspired by this amazing art by heystrawbs on tiktok

♥︎ they really stick out with their bright blue mask spider eyes that are SUPER animated when they talk

♥︎ her/his/their stealth mode is a matt black with mahogany red to replace all the blue details (including eyes)

★ it's scary- she/he/they are super quiet, their costume blends into darkness and wilderness

♥︎ team members have gotten jump-scared several times on stealth missions and in the cave when he/she/they forget to switch modes

★ epitome of "don't fight someone who smiles when you punch them"

♥︎ has knocked out many people with a punch- yknow, spidey strength n' all that

♥︎ everyone knows that smiley cute people have hella untouched rage just festering inside of them waiting to be tested

★ she/he/they are buff.

♥︎ it's not noticeable if she/he/they are short statured or wear baggy clothes but damn- they could challenge kaldur easily.

★ definitely hc them to have heterochromia

♥︎ i can imagine them have like a dark brown eye then just a super bright yellow or blue from one of their failed science experiments with the end of their eyebrow either literally burnt off or white (vitilgio!)

★ besties with kaldur or artemis

♥︎ best description is opposites attract- stoic and feral trope because its cute

♥︎ the friendship is this image. if she/he/they pair up with robin/kid flash or even zatanna, it's even worse.

★ during ep16, 'died' early on trying to protect n give aqualad time to go through the zetas but failed

♥︎ felt extremely horrible n' guilty afterwards

★ for everyone's safety, she/he/they and zatanna are not allowed to be left alone

♥︎ the pair of them lose all regards of their safety

♥︎ for their (and everyone else's) protection, they have to be chaperoned by kaldur or even connor (because although connor can be reckless, connor is not as stupid as those two together)

★ is borderline criminally insane with the way she/he/they fight

♥︎ due to how incredibly reckless and over the top they are with fighting, they tend to be the first choice in terms of distractions and pushing into fights

♥︎ is strangely durable (?). you know how the team in season 1 were rarely concerned about superboy physically cause he just doesn't really get injured badly?

♥︎ they are the same except they are somehow always having energy to get back up after being knocked down

♥︎ that also means the moment they step foot into the cave or bioship, they just drop

★ surprisingly, she/he/they don't continue in the team or league

♥︎ she/he/they chose to follow an route similarly to artemis and wally- leaving the superhero world to continue their studies and occasionally coming back for emergency situations, probably going down a science route

♥︎ every once in a while, nightwing would call on her/him/them to help the newer members on stealth and battle technqiues

♥︎ all hell breaks loose because despite the years, they are still criminally insane and the teens eat it up

♥︎ mainly because they love watching nightwing lose his mind over some of the out of pocket shit she/he/they say and because its cool watching a hero they used to see on tv be so easygoing

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