Looking at the 3 gifsets you can see that Miles actually has a better balance and more control while running compared to Peter and Gwen. Hence why he is more skilled than the other Spideys while running that using the webshot.
I appreciate the subtle but significantive difference the animators used in their run cycles
okay also the little motion blurs on their hands are a joy
But can we talk about how unique they are?
Peter runs so *heavily* and has his back hunched, short strides, fists closed. He is going for power, not speed
Miles is balanced. He is smooth, solid angles and his head moves he least. He’s probably got a history of running (idk much about Miles sorry)
Gwen runs like a dancer- long strokes, pointed hands, moving your entire body. Her torso swings back the most which makes sense, as she’s the most flexible.
I really would love to see that crossover, repeatedly, in every possible position. Even if it would end in tears because let’s be real, everything the Winchesters touch ends in tears. Poor little shits.
“Look kid,” Sam says. It’s the third time he’s tried the good cop routine and Dean can hear it wearing thin. “We know you had nothing to do with the murders. But we also know you’re not the only werewolf in town.”
The kid tips his head and sucks on his lips, the total absence of fucks glaringly obvious. Dean is both frustrated as hell and grudgingly impressed because, hell, they’ve dealt with demons less sassy than this.
Sam sighs, and Dean has to cough into his hand to keep from laughing because that particular brand of exasperation is usually reserved for him. “Just be straight with us.”
For some reason, that’s hilarious. It takes a second before Dean remembers the dude they’d seen the kid with before they’d picked him up. Big, serial killer looking guy, sporting leather and a possessive hand on kid-snark’s back. Oh man.
Dean snorts and gives Sam patented ‘what? it’s funny’ shoulders when it earns him a glare.
“Trust me, dude,” the kid says. “I’m being as straight with you as…well, I was gonna say humanly possible but…”
A flash of canines has Sam rolling his eyes and sue him, Dean sorta wants to high-five the kid. You know you’ve been hunting for too long when you start rooting for your mark.
“You’re driving a stolen car,” Sam says. “You’re carrying a fake ID. Every word out of your mouth so far has been bullshit-”
“Says the hunter posing as an FBI agent,” the kid says, tapping a nonchalant beat on his water bottle.
Sam pulls out bitch-face number eleven. “Is anything about you real?”