Sampling Thoughts

Merry Christmas from the 99 to you🎅🏻🎄💕

secretly tenderhearted heroine who puts on a chilly facade because of her previous Disappointments: oh well. i know it's silly to dream, because.... because holiday magic isn't... real

holiday magic, bolting upright in rage: the FUCK i AIN'T

secretly tenderhearted heroine who used to love christmas but hasn't been back to the farmhouse for years: i just don't have time to fall in love, especially not... at this time of year...

But I want to expand on that headcanon some more, because his mom and dad are a policeman and a nurse. Those aren’t high paying professions. They live in a nice house in a good neighborhood and send their son to a private school. This means they have a ton of bills and probably don’t have a lot left over.

While they can give him an allowance to spend on markers and sticker paper and stuff, they probably can’t afford to spend money on a fancy drawing desk, especially if he already has a perfectly good desk already that he does homework on or whatever.

But you know who doesn’t have those bills? Who in Spiderverse doesn’t have kids to send to private school and who lives in a really nice place that screams comfortable wealth? Who loves Miles and wants to support his hobby and has $300 to spend at the drop of a birthday?

Uncle Aaron 1000% did this

Like, I can see Dad getting hard on Miles because he sees something in him - some kind of spark. And when he sees it’s for a creative skill, he’s a little at a loss. Because he doesn’t have the time or money to help fund this. (Take it from a girl who grew up dirt poor - the only stuff you get is in garage sales or what’s gonna get thrown out at school.)

So what is a dad to do? He starts by bringing home that old paper that looks like this:

Because hey - after they run reports and no longer need the end few bits, he takes it home for Miles do draw on. When Miles is little, he doesn’t notice the numbers or words printed on the other side of the paper. But when he gets older and wants to use paint and markers in his designs, that old ink on the back bleeds through, and he gets frustrated. So he used more intense saturated sharpies to block those out. And they bleed on everything. He has to stack five sheets together and tape them just to keep it from falling apart.

You know DAMN well that Aaron comes over to babysit Miles on a snow day when mom and dad can’t get outta work and sees all the little sharpie bleed marks on tables, on the floor, ALL OVER in Miles’ room.

Christmas morning, Miles’ mom and dad wake up to Miles screaming. Dad runs down the hall with his wife and busts down Miles’ door -

There’s a brand new art desk with a chair and all new supplies: markers, pencils, ink pens, and TONS of that good quality multi-media paper. Miles can’t contain his excitement.

Uncle Aaron walks in, jacket over his shoulder, brushing snow outta his hair. “Woah, Miles. Looks like someone put in a good word for at the North Pole, man.”

Miles launches himself into Aaron and topples him over. Miles’ mother is wiping her tears with a tissue. Dad inhales and coughs to stifle a tear. He looks down at Aaron, who is already look at him, and mouths “thanks”.