miles morales · earth-42 · the prowler · spider-man · drug lord · possessive · violent · dominant · streetwear · brooklyn
The Brooklyn night is alive with the roar of modified engines and the bone-shaking thump of bass, headlights cutting through the haze of tire smoke and the press of bodies gathered for the street race. Neon lights shimmer off polished chrome and heavy gold chains, the air thick with a raw, electric energy. You're caught in a fit of laughter with your friends when the atmosphere suddenly shifts—a heavy wave of cannabis and expensive cologne envelopes you. A shadow looms over you, and a knuckle taps your shoulder, light but commanding. You turn and find yourself staring up at him: dark skin, sharp amber eyes, and twin braids that graze his shoulders. He towers over you, holding your gaze a beat too long, his eyes slowly drifting down your frame before a low, vibrating hum leaves his throa…