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I want them both tho??!
Not to be basic or anything 😭
But can I request spider!reader going with Miles to earth 42. And she’s 42!miles dead gf so when he sees her he’s super attached to her and his feelings are coming back for her she’s reciprocating. But then Miles is just chained up watching the girl he likes being flirted with by his alt self and he’s just like
miles: yeah this doesn’t hurt 😐
Uncle Aaron: you lyin?
Miles: Yeah 😢
ANOTHER DIMENSION
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pairings: prowler! miles x fem! reader
cw: none
summary: just when you and miles thought you had gone back home, everything went wrong when you meet miles’ alternate version of himself, but for some reason why were you kind of falling for him too?
a/n: ik the anon said spidey! miles was just going to stay there and remain chained to the punching bag but come on, we all know he’s gonna escape one way or another🤷🏻♀️
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just when you found out you were in the wrong dimension with miles, he was knocked out from someone behind, making you rush towards him.
“miles—” you kneeled to miles’ unconscious state as the boy with the prowler suit walked closer to you but you had webbed his hand to the railing of the rooftop.
“don’t even try it.” you glared at the prowler until uncle aaron had threw a gas poison at you, immediately making you weak as you inhaled the toxic air.
before you could even touch the ground, someone had caught you. it was that masked boy.
(30 minute time skip)
you woke up, gasping for air as you looked around the place, examining it for a bit before investigating.
“is this uncle aaron’s place..?” you thought to yourself as you continued to look around.
as your eyes wandered all over the place, you then landed on a punching bag where miles was chained up against.
“miles..” you said under your breath worriedly, immediately taking the blanket off your lap to go free him.
but before you could even stand up, the prowler had held you to sit back down.
“get off me!” you tried shooting you webs, only for nothing to come out of your wrists.
“these yours?” prowler opened his hand, revealing your web-shooters. before you could snatch them, he threw them behind his back.
you tried to fight against his hold, pushing his hands off your shoulders, trying to knock him out but he had caught your fist in time.
“who are you and what do you want?” you gritted on your teeth, glaring at him through the lenses.
there was a moment of silence, making you impatient as the prowler’s mask retracted and revealed his face.
“miles..” your eyes softened as you lowered your fist.
“hermosa.. (beautiful..)” miles’ hand trailed up to your cheek, caressing your cheek as he is staring at you with a warm and gentle expression on his face.
miles is now beginning to speak and is whispering to you in a soft tone as he looks at you with love and hope in his eyes.
“you look just like her..”
before you could even ask what he was talking about, the boy had cupped your cheek and kissed you on the lips, feel his warm touch as the kiss goes on.
you had never kissed anyone before or even have the thought of kissing your bestfriend… but this miles was making it feel like the best thing you could imagine.
meanwhile. your miles was beginning to wake up as he looked at his surroundings, then spotting another version of himself kissing you. but then, miles slowly moves away from you and looks at you with a loving expression.
"i missed you so much, mi cariño.. (my darling..) it’s like you never even left..” he hugged you tightly in his embrace as you only blushed, not knowing what to do.
then you and miles could hear hear grunting noises from miles, he was struggling to get out of the punching bag as he was still weak.
“don’t touch her!” he yelled out, trying to break free but to no avail. meanwhile, miles only smirked at the other version of himself.
“say.. why don’t you ditch that cabrón (dumbass) and come with me, mami?” miles pulled you closer to him as you met him eye to eye.
“i’m sure i could do way better than he could.”
once those words came out of miles’ lips, miles broke free out of the punching bag in time with his venom powers. he immediately webbed your waist, pulling and twirling you back into his arms.
“nah, man. she’s mine.” a smirk only came up to miles’ lips as his mask retracted back onto his face.
“guess what, chico? i ain’t letting her go… not again..” miles muttered the last part to himself, getting his gauntlet ready to pounce on miles.
before miles could even land, miles had already grabbed your waist, pulling you closer as he still had his web shooters and breaking the windows to escape.
but miles was not going to let you go that easily. he wasn’t going to let his second chance slip away.
“how could you let him even touch you like that?” miles asked as he was swinging from building to building. miles never told you about his feelings, yet, but clearly they were showing.
“you don’t understand, miles! i think he-” miles suddenly cut you off, groaning in pain as he felt a device on his back, electrocuting his body and letting you go.
now you were falling 60ft in the air, trying to shoot your webs as you remembered, the other miles had thrown them away.
“oh sh-” before you could hit the ground, miles had already caught you, landing on a building as he carried you bridal style.
“told you i ain’t letting you go, unlike him.” miles smirked as you were still speechless.
yes, you did have feelings for miles but this miles made you weak in the knees.
miles then noticed from far away that miles was trying to get back up, swinging and trying to find you while miles hid you away from him.
while he hid the both of you, you noticed how close he was as he put his hands on the wall beside your head, panting under his breath.
“now, where were we?” he looked back up to your eyes as your eyes directly went to his lips.
“i think you were asking me to leave my miles for this miles.” you said sarcastically with a playful smile.
“it’s a good idea, dont you think?” a smirk came across his face, leaning in closer.
“mm, i don’t know.. you gotta show me if its worth it or not.” you put a finger to his lips, pushing him away but he took ahold of your wrist, moving them out of the way.
“oh, i’ll definitely show you..”
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'Hear Me Out'
Miles42! Bold
(You have a crush on the Prowler...Miles finds you interesting, you have an awkward run-in with Prowler)
In the cafeteria
"Okay but the Prowler" Niya said pointing at me, I flush, "The Prowler isn't a 'hear me out' if no one wants him" Jordan says as she fixes her shirt, giving Niya a pointed look that screams 'I dare you'.
Niya dares "Not true....Y/n here-" I cut her off "Hell no, how did we get here?!", "We got here, when you told us Mei's lockscreen was Swiper(DtE), then we started talking about 'hear me outs'" Nicc, explains as he breaks his forth plastic spoon,"....oh" i mutter, "Y/n has a crush on the Prowler!" Niya says a little too loudly, quieting the cafeteria, murmurs and whispers of "Thats's weird", "Who's Y/n?", "Freak". I glare at Niya, "Sorry", she squeaks, I get up, grab my bag, and leave the cafeteria, Nicc sighs softly "Give her till 7th period".
I did not come around.
"Y/n! Wait" Niya begged, Nicc and Jordan trailing her, "I can drive you home" she offers, I finally turn around, "I got a ride" I tell her with a strained smile, "Look...I'll text you all when i get home, bye" i finish, walking down the many steps when i see my brothers', Heide, car.
"Hola" he saluts me, "hey Heid" I climb in shotgun after moving the stuff on the seat, "Home?", "My Home, Heid", he nods pulling onto the road, "You should visit more, Papa misses his Bebe", he says with his eyes on the road, "Tell him his 'bebe' is almost 18 and wants a boyfriend" I say, sarcasticly.
"BYE!" Heide screams from his car as i apporach the appartment door, "Bye, H" i shout back and enter as i hear his engine start, 'I will visit' I think as i get my keys and open my door, 'someday soon'.
I throw my bag on the floor, "Honey, wheres my supersuit", I mumble, walking into the kitchen to make dinner, "Hmm, I have leftover lasgna that mom gave me? but that cheese is going to get bad soon...I'll just grate the cheese over the lasgna and bake it till it melts", I plan out my meal, placing the tray in the oven and setting a timer, walking out of the kitchen to get my bag from the doorway and head to my room.
My apartments way bigger than it should be, figures, giving my family.
My room is full of artic monkeys posters, and a singlular Prowler poster in a corner, hidden almost, tossing my bag on the bean bag, i plop onto the bed and open my phone, I stare at the group Icon for 'That one group', 'fuck it', I click it open and shoot a quick, 'Am home, Heide said hi' and close the app, opening Tiktok.
About 10 minutes later, the timer goes off, making me hop off the bed and shoot to the kitchen. I gently take out the tray from the oven and the smell wafts the air, 'best part about living alone', I don't even take a plate, just a fork and dive in, it hardly took me 10 minutes to finish, I place the dish in the sink and make my way back to bed, to write my homework.
I just had Spanish and English today so I finished at 9:46, and decided to sit by the window with a book.
Crrk~!
Claws or something, scratched the window harshly, 'huh?', I got the window open and let the cold air hit my exposed shoulders of my f/c wife-beater, 'this is such a bad idea' I think climbing out the window and following whatever it was that climbed to the roof.
"Why are you following me?" as soon as i get to the roof, am pinned against the wall with a claw raised dangerously close to my neck, "Your the Prowler" I mutter breathlessly, from the wind getting knocked from me (or some fucked up excitment).
"No shit, nina/nino"
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(This might actually become a Fic)
Part two is almost finished
Writers block is annoying and i need requests
xoxo,
Bee
'Hear Me Out' pt2
42!Miles - bold
(not mine!)
PREVIOUSLY
"No shit, nina/nino"
I hear shuffling from the staircase, Prowler whips his head toward the roof door, "Scream and I kill you", he threatens and backs away, moving to a shed and hiding inside.
Just as he gets inside, the roof door bursts open, two officers with flashlights pointing at me, walk towards me, "Hey! did you see the Prowler", one of them questioned moving way to close for comfort their torch pointing at my chest.
"Uh no-no" I muttered pushing the torch away from my chest, "Randy, lets go, our shifts over anyway" the other officer pulled his friend by the shoulder into the stairwell, muttering something about 'DunkN'Donuts' .
'Creepy' I think, walking toward the shed opening it slowly, coming face to face with the Prowler again, "Your welcome" I cast him a smug grin, to which he scoffs walking past me to the egde of the roof, "Your welcome, your not dead", with that he jumped off, catching himself with his claws and sprinting across rooftops till I can't see him.
'Is it wrong i think that was hot?'
At School
"Hey, freak", "Psycho", "Prowler-Bitch", harsh insults i received while walking into school, I dug my hands into my blazer pockets, making my way through students to find my friends.
"Guys!"I yell out when i see them, "Hmm?" Nicc says gesturing to me to come, "The craz- Yes Niya i forgive you. I spoke to the Prowler!" I note her gaze never meeting mine, and whisper shout the last bit.
"You have to be kidding", "Shut up", "Well?", Jayden, Niya and Nicc say in unison(repectively). "He kinda...pined me to a wall- but! its not like that" the bell rings, Nicc glances at me, "Details - Lunch" he says before grabbing Niya and walking to class, Jayden kisses my cheek and winks, leaving for class.
Next class - Spanish 2
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(authors note)
YEAHHH
I HATE IT WELP.......
'Hear Me Out' Masterlist
CHAPTER ONE: NO SHIT
CHAPTER TWO: DETAILS
CHAPTER THREE: NO HABLA ENGLAS
CHAPTER FOUR:
CHAPTER FIVE:
Sneak peak
NEW SHOT- MUST FREAKING READ
HOBIE X READER X MILES
(WHY CHOOSE)
based of: (not mine!!) @dixonsflwr
SNEAK PEAK
i decided to get it done 😪 welp here u go anony
xoxo,
Bee
↪Bee overshares♡★♡
Miles morales x reader who isn’t fond of him first and is harsh and competitive but he still stays nice to her and they start catching feelings ?
This is a great concept but i will need you to like explain a bit more in detail what your going for, like prompts and which Miles, civilian y/n, etc...please please please
xoxo,
Bee
I ALMOST SCREAMED WHEN I SAW THE TITLE! THERES NOT ENOUGH YANDERE MILES MORALES ANYWHEREEEE!!!!
Yandere Miles Morales( 42 & 1610) headcannons
A/n: Okay, so I’ve been thinking about it a lot and I was wondering, if the Miles’ were yanderes, which ones would they be?? So, here are my headcannons/Drabbles on the Miles as yanderes
Warnings: Yandere behavior, toxicity, stalking, possessiveness, manipulation,
Miles Morales(1610)
Our miles is definitely the stalker/manipulative Yandere
When Miles found out where your dorm was, it was over for you.
He would come by your house every night and watch you sleep before and after going on patrol
Memorized your entire schedule and your dorm location before you two actually met because he was so infatuated with you
I feel like this man says that y’all are gonna get married even before y’all start talking. Like he’s telling Ganke that you two are gonna get married
“Dude, does she even know you exist”
“Yes. She glanced my way and she was wearing Jordan’s identical to mine”
“That doesn’t mean anything man”
It means everything to him
When y’all do start talking, he moves really quickly. Like he’s holding your hand on the first date and calling you his girlfriend on the third
You mostly got with him because you felt bad but he manipulates you into having feelings for him
He’s very persuasive tbh
He makes a good impression on your family and everyone is convinced that y’all are going to get married
When he reveals himself as Spider-Man, all hope is out the window of being safe
It doesn’t matter what you say or do, In his mind, you two are in love and you’re gonna be together forever
If you give him an inch, he’ll take a mile.
Will try to separate you from your family and friends
Will start dressing you up like a doll
If you try to fight back, he’ll just say “calmate Mami. It’s okay, I’m here and we’re gonna be together and have kids and we can wear matching clothes and everything will be okay”
If you disagree with something, he’ll just say, “it’s fine, I just thought you loved me” and will make you feel like shit for not going with his flow
If you go crazy enough on him, he will just web you up and kiss you until you calm down
Earth 42! Miles
Earth 42! Miles is the possessive/ crazy Yandere
Will just not let you leave the house alone and he will not let you go anywhere
If you end up in his dimension and you look like his s/o that died, forget it.
This man is not above kidnapping. Like Yk that box from You that Joe kept Beck in? Yeah, he’d build that for you
“Where do you think you’re going, Mami?”
Will not let you wear your own clothes, especially in public
He would spoil you and use it as leverage
“You think that cabròn would buy you that, hm? Nah princesa, I do that. I take care of you”
He forces you to be dependent upon him
“Oh, princess you need something, hm? You need food? You’re hungry? Let me get you some food”
This man has prowler advantages. Like he could kill anyone and no one would know but you
Will give you everything you want but it always comes with a price
“I’ll get you that necklace, mi amor if you promise me that you’ll stop listening to your friends and family’s opinions about me” “sì Papi”
Has a tracker on you at all times in the off chance he lets you leave
Hates your friends and family because they don’t like him
Will isolate you from everything and everyone you know until you’re nothing but his piece of clay, ready for his moulding
This man would kill anyone that came too close to you
Yeah lmk if there’s any that I missed 🩷
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I HOPE THEY HAVE A PART 2
That Ain't Me || Miles Morales
Masterlist
Summary: Miles thought that he was finally safe, now that he's with you and far away from Miguel and danger. But what he didn't know, was you weren't you. Atleast not the same one from his universe.
Warning: Angst!, mentions of self-harm.
A sudden knock on the base of your window disturbed your exams were coming fast, and as much as how you'd love to rely on your stock knowledge and sleep, you just couldn't. There was this gut feeling telling you that if you'll rely once more to your brain, you'll shut down. So here you were, sleepy, and studying your brains out at two am.
You looked around your room, suddenly scared, when you landed on the window and saw the perpetrator. It was Miles. You smiled.
“Hey Miles—!” you greeted, but it seems he's troubled. The bubbly welcome you used to do to greet your boyfriend did nothing to him now when he entered your room through the window. He didn't even look at you. An unnoticeable pang of hurt bloomed inside your heart, but you dismissed it as you approached him.
“What's wrong, baby?” you asked, a sudden bubble of worry building inside your stomach. As far as you knew Miles, he'd always kiss you when he's in your perimeter. It was like, his golden rule. Something must be up if he forgot it. He pants, somewhat too deep into his thoughts that he didn't know you were talking. “They—they think I'm a mistake.” he gasped, his stature weak and shaken. You forrow your brows.
Who would dare talk to him like that?
You hold his hands, lending whatever comfort you can. “Quien, mi querido?” (Who, my dear?) And he looks at you, with eyes that witnessed mayhem and betrayal. Miles clutches both your hands, too much that you flinched at the contact. He doesn't notice that too. “Miguel just wants me to stand by and let my dad—let my dad die!” a punch to the gut. That was what he said.
But Miguel? Who was Miguel, you wanted to ask. Is it a rich guy he's dealing at the moment? But all that managed to escape you was a ‘What?’, too shocked to what he was talking about, and too hurt of his grip over you.
“Right?” he croaked, now finding his mind through as he turned back and forth to the small space of your room. You stood there, like what infront of you was a sight to be admired. “I need to— i need to find somehow find a way to save—” he stopped, the small connecting rhythm of the both of your breaths more alert than ever, but never syncing.
You looked at him, scared and worried all the same. ”I mean, what do you mean, bebito?” you approached, hands slowly finding way to his arms, to stop them from digging through his hair. His...curly hair. When did he take out his braids?
He was panicking, his words jumbled together and the pattern of his breathing was between of too fast or nothing at all. You're scared for him. Miles was having a full blown panic attack. He looked disheveled, his face are full of bruises and his eyes were full of horror and hurt. Who hurt him? Looking at him like this didn't make you feel any better, and you were seconds away from crumbling with him.
God.
Was he having those nightmares again? After a year of battling them off, were they coming back? “Baby...” you begged, your voice a second away from synchronizing with him. You were tied together. Perhaps too tied. You felt like that version of you again, begging Miles to stop hurting himself.
He's hurting himself now.
You closed your eyes, trying so hard to stay calm for the both of you.“Your—” you coughed, and along it a single tear escaped you eye. Miles, like realizing something, begins to suddenly pay attention to you, and to your room. His eyes begs for an answer as it scurried and ate every detail. A very different detail to what he's used to. “Your papi has been dead for—”
You couldn't finish that sentence. Not when the phone on your table buzzed and rang through the crevices of the room. Taking in the silent moment, you looked at your boyfriend, urging him to say something, but he doesn't. He just stands there. Alert and... scared?
You approach your table and pick up the phone on it, managing to catch a glimpse of the Tag Name. Your eyes widened. ‘My love (´ε｀ )’ it said, the bold font of it shining bright and waiting.
What? Your love was infront of you. You look up at him, confused and unmoving. Why was he calling? Did Miles got his phone stolen? Was he robbed, is that why he's here looking all beatin up?
Hesitantly, you answered. “...Hello?”
The silence blankets around the room, and the only evidence that time ever moved was your breathing, and the way Miles’ shoulders moved up and down. The silent ringing of the phone buzzed more, and the radiation of your screen splattered lights to your dark room, illumining your state. Miles had a great view of you.
The other line ruffles, and after that, a little silence followed before a voice. “That boy infron’a you ain't me.” after that, the person on the other line hungs up.
That was Miles voice. Miles Morales. Your boyfriend.
You look at the Miles infront of you. He does the same, his bright beautiful brown eyes looking at you with nothing but betrayal on its residence. His lips quivering and his stance suddenly defensive. What sick prank was this? What was happening? If the Miles wasn't the Miles on the phone, then who's on the phone? If the Miles infront of you isn't Miles, then who was the person in front of you?
A heart and a comment won't hurt, and definitely not a reblog (≧▽≦) (Requests are open!)
need ur attention asap —
SYP — w characters who i think are actually really clingy (secretly or not)
GEN. — fluff
WARN. — gn!reader, clingy characs, pda, sickening couple activities
REQ. — “do you do carlos madrigal x reader.. if yes, could I get one?? i can’t really find any recent ones now and I love your works! if not, that’s completely fine!!! xx”
NOTES. — im literally so bad at sticking to one character 😭 im glad u love my works, have a good day lovely <33
thinking about having a clingy bf who can’t get enough of ur love <3
ur clingy bf! who can’t stop clinging onto you like a koala.
ur clingy bf! who loves back hugging you and discovering different cuddle positions.
ur clingy bf! who shows up to your door at random times with a bouquet of your fav flowers.
ur clingy bf! who has a secret obsession with the sweet taste of your lips.
ur clingy bf! who encourages you to play the chapstick game, a new excuse to kiss you over and over. (he doesn’t even make an effort to guess the flavour..)
ur clingy bf! who pulls you away at any social event to kiss you breathless.
ur clingy bf! who stares at you with a subtle pout as his friends drag him away to do god knows what.
ur clingy bf! who basically uses his status to go see you instead of doing what he should be.
ur clingy bf! who refuses to remove his arms around you in the morning, leading you to quite literally limp around with him attached to your hip.
ur clingy bf! who tries to act stoic in public but his facade crumbles in 5 minutes and his hands are back on your waist.
ur clingy bf! who has a habit of rubbing your noses together.
ur clingy bf! who carries you all different styles and doesn’t care about your protests.
ur clingy bf! who always cradles your face so gently whenever you’re ranting and just stares at you with heart eyes and a big, silly smile on his lips.
ur clingy bf! who pulls you back to his chest when you get even a centimetre farther from him.
ur clingy bf! who gives you another bottle of his perfume to spray on your clothes so you smell like him when you go out.
ur clingy bf! who’s always there for receiving and giving affection, especially on hard days.
ur clingy bf! who’d rather die than leave the comfort of your arms wrapped around him, his safe place.
ur clingy bf! who loves you so much that he has to remind you how amazing you are literally every 10 minutes.
ur clingy bf! who send you those care-packages every month filled with all of your favourite things, skincare, games, books etc.
ur clingy bf! who always matches with you in real life and in every game you two own. (no such thing as u playing a game that he doesnt play)
ur clingy bf! who’s always loud asf whenever he sees you. (mf sprints to u to give u a hug)
ur clingy bf! who calls you every single term of endearment, even the weirdest ones.
ur clingy bf! who definitely unironically calls you his pookie wookie farting glitter boo boo bear. (he says it so seriously too..)
ur clingy bf! who wont let you pay for anything and spoils you with everything he can get his hands on.
ur clingy bf! who would and will give the world to you.
thinking about having a clingy bf who can’t get enough of u <3
bonus!! —
the sound of the iphone alarm rings throughout the bedroom. a mix of deep, raspy groans and soft whining fill the room, replacing said irritating noise.
you reach to tap the ‘snooze’ button but a hand grabs your arm. he stretches a hand out to hit it instead but missed 5 times before effectively shutting it off. he groans, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face into your chest.
“babe, get up. you’re too fat, you’re suffocating me.”
“‘s too early to get up, stop squirming,” he reaches a hand up to your face, trying to cover your mouth before you slap it away.
you wriggle in his grasp before stopping, surrendering to his warmth.
“morning, my sweet waffle with honey, maple syrup and berries on top.”
there was a good few seconds of silence to make you realise he’s not joking and genuinely calls you that.
upon imaging the image of waffles in your mind, the idea obviously makes your stomach grumble. you wanted to get up and make some but forgot about the tired guy on your chest.
with a loud groan, you drag him with you out of bed. you can definitely hear his quiet giggles as he brings the blanket with him, perched on his shoulders while you drag him around.
bonus #2!! —
“i got it, i got it!”
“baby, let me pay for it!” you strain out, struggling against his tight embrace. you can feel the vibrations of his chest behind you as he captures your arms in one hand and tries to put the money in the machine with the other.
you squeal when you free your hands from his vice grip and he tickles you to prevent sticking your money in.
“babe, babe stop! i wanna pay, its my turn.”
“i got it, don’t worry. im not gonna let you pay, ill cover it,” he laughs, taking the cash from your hands and slipping it back into your wallet.
at this point, you’re thrashing around in his grasp, not harsh enough to hurt him though. he has his arms hooked under your shoulders to prevent you from moving forward.
“please, let me pay! i got it, its fine!” he protests through his own laughter.
you throw your head back on his shoulder, giggling while trying to free yourself from his grip. he leans downwards and presses several kisses to your face, successfully stopping your movements.
he paid for you again. hey, at least you tried, right?
— (bllk) NAGI, sae, REO (genshin) KAEYA, CHILDE (star rail) gepard, JING YUAN, SAMPO (haikyuu) SUNA, tsuki, KENMA, KUROO (KNY) TANJIRO, AKAZA (ENCANTO) carlos, CAMILO (ATSV) miguel, MILES, PAVITR () YOUR FAVES
@xyaehir 2023. This is my content, inspired or not. Do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. Reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated. <3
THIS IS MORE THAN GOOD! I LOVED IT!!
I love you
Summary:What'd he say?
Type:Scenario:Angst:Miles X Ftm!Reader
Version:Itsv
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"I love you"
You stopped. They those words sounded so foreign to you it took a second to process.
"....what?"
You turned and looked at Miles, he seemed hesitant but repeated what he said either way.
"I love you"
"No you don't"
Miles froze as you said that, and you didn't even realize you said it until he strinked back into his chair. It was so natural for you to say those words, you didn't think about it.
"...yeah I do"
You stared at him and chuckled, running a hand through your hair as you walked over to him.
"That's funny, good night Miles"
You pressed a soft kiss to his forehead before leaving and going home, his words still echoing through your mind. His words haunted you that night. It was hard to believe him. Yeah, you guys were dating, but he didn't love you. It is still shocked that you two are dating, especially since you were trans. Usually, when people hear your trans they give you a dirty or disappointed look and dump you or change their minds. But Miles? He stayed, and part of you figured it was only out of pity. All you life people had lied to you, saying they loved you but never truly did. You taught yourself that love isn't something to hope for, and people will lie to get into your pants or just to hurt you. So why would you believe Miles loved you? Miles was heartbroken, his eyes slowly welding with tears. Putting his pencil down, he leaned back in his chair. What did he do wrong? He waited to finally tell you he loves you, only for you to laugh? It hurt him, more than anything. He stayed up thinking, overthinking about what he did wrong, why you denied his love. He cried himself to sleep that night. And so did you. It hurt the both of you dearly, the next day at school, you ignored him. Still needing more time to figure out it all out. Miles wasn't ready for that, the sad look you gave him when he tried to talk to you before you rushed off, or when you didn't go to lunch. And every other time, you brushed him off. Miles didn't know what the problem was, but luckily, it didn't last long. Because the next day, you practically crushed him in a hug, mumbling apologies and soft reassurances. When you pulled away, Miles cupped your face and looked at you with concern on his face.
"Miles! I'm so sorry. I-I just....I couldn't belive you"
You stumbled over your words, leaning into his touch as tears flowed down your face, finally understanding he wasn't just fucking with you, and that he truly loved you.
"I...I love you too, Miles"
Miles smiled brightly and pulled you unti a kiss, filled with passion and love. Oh, how long Miles has wanted to feel your lips against his.
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[A/n:Is this good? I don't know. I hope you enjoyed]
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i think ik what this means so i’m gonna give it a shot 🙏
BEHIND CLOSED DOORS —
— definitely one of those niggas that’s like “yeah my bitch do what i say” and then he begs for ur forgiveness bc he knows his momma taught him better and that he knows better 😭
miles was on the game, his headset on so he didn’t know that you were in the presence of him, and he said some real bad things 😒.
“nahhh my bitch be listening to me. just told her ass to buy me some chipotle and that’s what she did.” miles chuckled. you were standing in the doorway with a big ass chipotle bag in your hand. you threw the bag as hard as you could at his back, miles letting out a gruff “what the fuck?” and turning around to see your back. shit. “yooo i’ll be back.” miles says, turning his mic off and running after you. “baby come here-“ miles says, reaching out for your hand. you snatch it away and look miles up and down. “i’m yo baby now? i was just the bitch you call around to get you some food.” you said. grabbing your phone out your back pocket. miles runs a hand down his face and sighs.
“i ain’t mean it. i was showing out.” miles confesses, pulling you into his body by your waist. “nah, you got that shit. keep showing out for yo’ lil friends.” you say, pushing miles off of you and walking out the door.
he royally fucked up.
— besos
pairing: e-1610!miles x fem!reader
a/n: this is my gif! it took so long to find this clip + make it into a gif so pls give credit if you use it lol
summary: your makeup leaves kiss imprints all over miles’ face and neck, which you quickly have to figure out how to hide from his mother. wc: 1,033
contains: fluff, teenage romance
word bank: “besos” - kisses, “enamorado” - lover boy, “mijo” - son, “dios mio” - my god
“Hold still…”
Your soft lips pressed testimonies of your love upon the surface of Miles’ smooth skin, your giggles of excitement muffled as you kissed his temple, the apple of his cheek, the tip of his nose, the corner of his lips— anywhere you could easily reach, really.
Steady hands cradled the dip of your back to keep you in your straddled position on his lap, gentle fingers ghosting over the fold of your waistband and one of his eyes pinched closed in preparation for more of your frenzied affection.
“Jeez, you love me love me, huh?” he laughed, his answer presented to him in the way your kisses began to trail along his jaw, then started further down the column of his neck, his pulse gently thrumming against your gloss-tinted lips as the pace of his heart quickened.
His tongue quickly swiped at his chapped lips and he allowed his eyes to fall closed with a light sigh, enjoying himself for just a moment, until the distant sound of pots clinking brought him back to where he really was, in his room, with his mother just a few paces outside, resulting in a gentle warning pat against the curve of your hip.
“Alright, alright, chill.” he chuckled breathily, slowly pulling away from you to lean back on his hands and take you in, drinking in the image of how cute you looked on his lap like this.
He didn’t need a mirror to see what his face looked like, the slightly shocked expression on yours as you covered your laugh with a hand was enough for him to go off of.
“It’s bad, isn’t it?”
You opened your mouth to speak, to tell him it wasn’t, to tell him that his face wasn’t lavished in the remnants of your brown lip gloss and liner— but you couldn’t. He was covered in them, prints of your lips garnished all over his handsome features. Your lips split apart and came back together like a fish out of water, so you simply settled for another stifled snicker and a head nod instead.
“You do know if my mom sees this on my face it’s our asses, right?” he reminded you, and as if on cue, you heard his mother’s voice project from outside, your spine standing straight, just like the hairs on the back of your neck.
“Mijo, food is ready, come eat!”
Stunned eyes locked onto Miles’ for a beat, just to see if they were as wide as yours, or if they held just as much panic— and they did. Without a word spoken you scrambled off his lap faster than you’d even gotten there in the first place, his mirroring of your movements almost causing him to tumble off the bed. The room was thrust into a discord of silenced chaos for a few panicked seconds, your body spinning in two aimless half-circles with disoriented, wafting hands; as if the ridiculous looking movement could actually assist your anxiety frazzled brain in coming up with a plan.
Miles ruffled his sheets, hands frantically splaying around to find anything that would be useful in this moment until a shirt came into your view— a hurried, whisper-shout of his name tearing from your throat to get his attention. You swiftly kicked it up from the floor with your foot, flinging it towards his face and watching as his hand shot out in front of him to catch it not even a second after you’d punted it.
The graphic t-shirt you’d found managed to scrub his face clean of the incriminating evidence, not that you had much time to check the success rate of that as you were rushed out of the room hastily, your boyfriend’s hands plastered against the lower-middle of your back to usher you out the room in large steps, your feet having to shuffle to keep up.
“Dios mio, mile—!“ his mother’s voice fell short when the two of you chaotically stumbled your way into the kitchen, your lips tucked into themselves as you stood at attention, hands politely clasped behind you, while Miles was off to the side, shoulder leaned against the adjacent wall, legs crossed and hands on his hips. Totally not suspicious.
“Oh,” she blinked, giving the two of you a quick once over. The first thing she noticed was her son’s unusual demeanor, his eyes big and brows raised high, an expression he only wore when he was doing something he wasn’t supposed to be. But what really gave it away was the strange distance of a few feet wedged between the both of you. Just over an hour ago you guys had embraced one another in a long hug after he’d opened the door to let you in—right in front of her— and now, you were suddenly acting as if you were scared to even be near each other, like you were nervous to breathe the same air in her presence.
“Mm,” she turned back towards the stove to turn the rice over in the pot, allowing the both of you to exhale a trembled breath of relief, one you realized came prematurely merely milliseconds after it left your lungs. “I think you may have missed one, enamorado.” (lover boy)
Eyes almost blowing from your skull, you swallowed hard and reluctantly shifted your head up towards your boyfriend, who was frozen in place, your gaze dropping down to the slightly smeared gloss and lip liner against the skin of his neck; a painfully visible reminder of your previous tryst.
The knowing smirk that pulled at the corner of his mother’s lips went overlooked, just as Miles let his chin fall to his chest, his arm folding over his torso and his opposite hand slapping over his abashed expression, a defeated sigh sounding from behind it.
“I’ll help you with the plates, mama rio.” you voiced your offer quietly and cleared your throat as you went to slip in beside her, which she obliged to with a light chuckle.
“Sure, sweetie.”
“I’m-“ Miles sighed, scratching the back of his neck timorously and scanning the area for an escape before a tentative finger pointed into the dining room. “I’m gonna go over there.” He decided with a swooped nod, long legs carrying him from a scolding he knew he would have to come back to once you were gone.
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what it's like dating earth 42 miles <3
EARTH 42 MILES doesn’t let anyone but you touch his hair, because it makes it him feel safe and content when your fingers are threading through his thick locks.
EARTH 42 MILES doesn’t ever give you the opportunity to pay for your own things. You’re his girl, and he’d be damned if he found out that you went out shopping with your own card and not his. He even has his own card for you under his account with your name imprinted on it.
EARTH 42 MILES loves to show you off. You’re in the mall and someone’s hitting on you? He’s taking care of that with a single grab to your waist and his lips connecting with yours.
“Hey, you’re cute. Are you free to-“
“Yo! Are you not listenin’? She don’t want you. Get outta here, man.”
EARTH 42 MILES definitely holds your shopping or grocery bags. He knows that you can do it, and you’re definitely strong enough to carry them, but he likes letting you know that he’s always got you in all aspects.
EARTH 42 MILES is extremely up-kept. He smells like Dior and cedar wood, his hair is always braided down and oiled, and his clothes are always cleaned & ironed. When you go over to his place, his room is neat and vacuumed. He ‘can’t have his girl over if it looks a mess’ he would always say.
EARTH 42 MILES not only keeps himself up-kept, but he keeps you looking nice, too. He pays for your nails every two weeks so that they’re fresh and not grown out, as well as your hair, lash, and brow appointments if you like to get them done. He pays for your shoes and clothes as well, and if you want something extra like new skincare or body care, he’s Apple Paying you money as soon as you ask.
EARTH 42 MILES is always teaching you Spanish if you don’t know it, because it speaks it a lot around you. He calls you pet names that are mostly only in Spanish, like mami, mi amor, mi cariño, or hermosa. He finds it cute when you copy his phrases, even if you don’t know what they mean. Sometimes he has to remind you not to say certain stuff out loud or in public.
“¡Ay, maldito idiota! ¡Deja de joder y hazlo!”
“Maldito idiota?”
“No, mami,” He would laugh, “Shh. Don’t say that.”
𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 ☻ thank you for reading!
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Hi! I hope you doing well! Could one of Earth 42 Miles Morales x Female Reader where reader in his universe dead and he and her was dating before he become the prowler (I don't know if I write his name right English it's not my first language) and she go to earth 42 whit miles and he sees her again alive, and Miles is also dating Female Reader and is like "what do you mean "she's alive"?"
(Hello! I hope this fits and I hope you enjoy! So sorry if it sucks as this is my first spider-verse thing but I hope you enjoy!)
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Second Chance
You knew the moment you got here that something was wrong.
You were not home.
Home was 1610, not whatever the hell this was. You guys were supposed to be sent home, the DNA detected was supposed to send you home.
But you realized too late the Spider, the one that caused all of this, wasn't from home.
Everything was wrong.
Very wrong.
Especially when Miles' Uncle Aaron came through the door. Really wrong when he leads you up to the roof.
And really, fucking, wrong when you stared at a mural of your face, painted on a brick wall in front of you along with Miles' father.
You were dead here.
Home was where you were alive. This…this was not home.
"...(Name)..." You could hear Miles whisper in your ear, you couldn't answer back.
Too scared to look away from your smiling face painted into the brick.
You could tell Uncle Aaron was standing right beside you and Miles, both staring at the graffiti mural.
Miles looked to you, his hand gripping onto yours to try and bring you back from your own stare at your own mural.
Uncle Aaron flipped on a light, Miles hesitated to look, but when he did he could see his supposed Uncles stare.
You finally tore your eyes from the mural, gripping back onto Miles' hand almost as if it would take you away from this nightmare.
Uncle Aaron merely stared at you two as you both backed up, trying to get away.
But you didn't.
You could feel a stare on the back of your head, too late to turn around, but catching a glimpse along with Miles as someone jumped from a rooftop, knocking Miles senseless and into the ground unconscious.
"Shit- Miles!" You panicked, trying to grab him before he hit the ground but you didn't get the chance.
You noted how the one who punched your boyfriend out stared at you, never looking away as he slowly got closer.
He stepped over Miles' unconscious body, you tried to back away but had nowhere to go as Uncle Aaron wrapped his arm around your neck from behind.
"Hey! No- let me go!" You tried to fight back, clawing at his hand before a sting in your neck caused you to yell in pain.
The one in the purple suit stood closer as your body tried to keep fighting, but soon fell limp, your eyes rolled into the back of your head.
Uncle Aaron let you go, about to let you fall into the ground with your Miles. You were fully content with that.
Until the one in front of you caught you just as you closed your eyes to oblivion.
You still had some senses left until you were left completely out. So you could feel the way the boy caught you, carefully moving you in his arms.
Your eyes flickered open and closed, fighting to stay awake as he stared down at you before your eyelids dropped, and you couldn't help but fall asleep into nothing.
Uncle Aaron saw the way his nephew looked down at you, noting how close he held you and how he stared, his movements slow but gentle.
He could see the way he was careful with you, letting you rest in his arms and never letting you fall to the ground.
Something he had done before.
"Stop staring like they're yours. They're not." Uncle Aaron simply put, walking past his Nephew, Miles Morales, to throw the unconscious one over his shoulder.
"...I know. They're just…alive." Miles muttered, can't help but to stare down at your peaceful face in his arms.
You looked like you always did. Content and happy, peaceful to be in his arms.
Like you did before he lost you.
Seeing you alive and just as beautiful as he sat from afar stunned him for a moment, but relieved him as thoughts popped up in his head.
Maybe he got a second chance.
But as he looked over at your Miles, resentment grew.
How come he got to have everything he lost, when everything could've been avoided for him, and get to keep you?
His grip on you couldn't help but to strengthen, the thought of losing you again didn't sit well with him, especially to that Miles.
Not when he had a second chance.
So as he looked down at your sleeping face, one he used to wake up to and one he used to take pictures of just to tease you in the morning with,
He knew something.
He wasn't losing you again.
Me lookin at tish’s story for the 6272th time
Me goin about my day knowin I gotta fic I needa finish
Y’all can ask me questions yk… I’m boreddd
How have u beeen?
TWIINNN I’ve been pretty good tbh. Goin to highschool soon so im kinda excited for dat. im also goin a water park tomorrow cuz it’s hot as shit in Florida
Fave meme?
This shit right here ⬇️
Always has me screamin
I GOT THE BUILD A BEAR SHURI BEAR
ur fuckin lyin LEMME SEE
