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gatorbites-imagines · 6 months

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Kinktober day 25

Aaron Davis + Reunion sex

Couldnt find any gifs or good pics of Aaron from the game, so heres a pic.

This can be read as both spiderverse and Insomniac Aaron. I was imagining Insomniac Aaron cuz I’m playing the game, but yall can imagine whoever you want.

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They called you Bullseye because of your incredible aim, able to fling any blade, shoot any gun or trip any enemy. Youd appeared shortly before Spiderman had started out, meaning you’d been in this business over many years at this point, meaning you’d made a lot of friends and enemies along the way. Though, it was mostly enemies.

You were mostly a thief, but you’d taken money to kill people before, especially if you found out the person you were hired to kill was a horrible person. Then you would almost do it for free, but you couldn’t, as people would assume you were shabby or easily manipulated.

That’s how you met The Prowler for the first time, he had been in the business longer than you and knew his way around. You were both thieves, and both worked under Kingpin as long as it paid. In the beginning somewhat of a rivalry went on between you, as you both started going out of your way to pick the others targets, just because you could.

Later on in life you would both admit it was flirting, just your own way of doing it. You were a couple years younger than Aaron, but not anything too crazy, people were honestly more surprised that Aaron Davis was openly in a relationship with another man, than anything else.

Because that’s what it became, neither of you put a name to it for years, even as you moved in together and worked together as The Prowler and Bullseye, or when Aaron had to patch you up after the vulture had gotten you in the side after being a little too annoyed by your presence.

Even when you got to meet his cute nephew, and the first thing the kid asked was if you were Aaron’s husband. You did end up getting married, but it wasn’t anything big, just signing a couple of papers mutually deciding to wear a necklace with your ring instead of putting it on your finger.

Aaron had started to slow down over the years, and though you didn’t slow down just as much, you started taking smaller hits and even stopped killing, it was just hard to stop stealing after all these years. Your relationship with spiderman became better too, he didn’t even throw you into the raft, as you’d return the item you stole half the time.

Then everything happened with Miles being bitten, figuring out Aaron and your own secret identity and rightfully feeling betrayed, Aaron getting arrested and covering for you, leaving you to walk free as he was locked away. It was hard to be away from your husband, and it was hard seeing the distrust in Miles’s eyes when he looked at you.

But when Aaron was finally free from the raft, it was hard to not jump him immediately as he stepped in through the door. His beard wasn’t as styled as it had been before, and he looked slimmer, but he was still your husband who got your blood pumping.

Aaron had grinned in that way only he could grin, the way that had your heart racing, as he put his bag down and opened his arms to accept you as you advanced on him. Hands desperate and gripping, your lips mashed together like you were both starved and the others lips was the only thing that could fill your stomachs.

Kissing him after so long apart felt like coming home, like a part of you that had been ripped out had finally returned. The stumble to the bedroom was blurry, as both of you had been way too focused to kiss and touch and grab, to notice that you had stumbled into the bedroom. Things in your bedroom was pretty much the same as the day he was taken away, but none of that mattered.

You felt like you were on fire as Aarons hands slid up under your shirt, digging his nails into the tight muscle of your torso and dragging them down in the way that had your skin raising into goosebumps. He chuckled hotly as he groped your pecs, rubbing his rough thumbs over your hardening nipples as his eyes seemed to almost glow, like he wasn’t just as starved as you were for this.

Lips slick with spit and bodies growing hot, clothes were thrown all over the room as desperate hands pulled and tugged, the noise of ripping fabric registering somewhere in the back of your brain as Aarons hands gripped and pulled at your t-shirt. It had just been some cheap shirt, anyone could have torn it, but Aaron doing it had a hot shiver running down your spine like thick honey.

Your hips ground together as the last strips of fabric left your bodies, a deep hot groan leaving Aaron’s chest as you shuffled between his thighs, grabbing at the muscle there to lift them. He wasn’t as flexible as he had been years ago, but neither were you, the curse of your over-the-top lifestyle and age, but one of his legs still found its way over your shoulder.

He laughed as you licked the inside of his knee before biting into his leg, grinding in your teeth just enough to leave an indent. He laughed even harder as you grabbed the lube from the drawer, the same place you two always kept it, your husband making some joke about how you hadn’t even changed it up since he had been gone.

You scowled as he mentioned his time away, slicking up a couple of your fingers and getting to work stretching him out, starting slow as you had been apart for so long. Aaron had never made much noise, but the ones he did were like music to your ears. Any soft grunt or groan, or the few times you could get him to whimper when you brushed his prostate.

As you opened him up with your fingers, adding another when needed, you leaned down and kissed him again, your chin brushing against his faintly greying beard. His lips were dry, but you loved them like that, because it meant you got to flatten your tongue of them before taking them between your teeth and giving them a pull.

Aaron’s hand found its way into your hair, gripping on, his brows giving a furrow as you removed your fingers from inside him. You both knew he was ready, and Aaron was growing impatient, his leg falling to hook around your hip to pull you in close. “Come on, get inside me already” he grumbled, his eyes softer and face warmer than usual.

And who were you to reject his wish, reaching down to lead your cock into him, slowly pushing in and letting you both adjust as you bottomed out, a groan leaving you both at the completeness it made you both feel to be together again like this.

His hand gripped your arm and gave it a squeeze, and you knew it meant he wanted you to move but couldn’t find the words to ask. Normally you might have teased him a bit, get him to ask, but now all you wanted was to be near him.

Starting out slowly, you moved your hips in a slow and deep pace, this wasn’t just a normal roll in the sheets, it was making love. Aaron must have felt the same as you, as his arms found themselves around your neck, pulling you down so your lips could meet once more as he gave a grumbled demand for you to go faster.

The sound of pants and groans filled the room for the first time in the year Aaron had been gone, the slick noises of your kissing and of the lube only adding to the ambiance. The bed creaking the way it did only made your toes curl as you leaned back, gripping his hips so you could move your hips harder, making sure to strike that spot you knew always had your husband seeing stars.

The time apart had left you both needy and backed up, so it didn’t take long for you both to grow closer, Aarons noises growing in volume and going form groans to moans, his head falling back onto the pillow as his eyes clenched.

Seeing him so close, you reached down, wrapping your hand around his slick back, jerking it in pace with your thrusts until Aaron moaned the loudest you had gotten him to moan this entire time as he came, shooting spurts of white into your hand and across his torso.

The sight was enough to have your eyes roll back into your head as your jaw dropped, a moan leaving you as you bottomed out inside him, letting the rush of orgasm crash through your body as you came. The orgasm left your vision swimming for a moment, finally coming back to Aarons breathless chuckle as he pulled you down on top of him.

If you had been younger, you two would have gone a couple more rounds, but now it just felt like enough to hold one another after being apart for so long. You would have to get up and shower, and then change the sheets, as neither of you wanted to deal with that mess tomorrow. But right now holding Aaron and inhaling his scent took priority, your eyes sliding shut to just let yourself bask in it for a while.

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chelsea-xxx2003 · 1 month

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Aaron Davis HC's

Still has vinyl records that he and Jefferson used to steal from when they were younger.

Many girls had a crush on him during high school.

The 'hey' technique worked somehow.

Sleeps with satin sheets

Has the best colognes know to man. You could smell him from a distance.

Take precious care of his goatee.

Is not in a relationship but has a few one night stands/booty calls from time to time. He feels like his job doesn't allow him the freedom of a good relationship with someone.

Plays R&B songs when he's in his feelings. Only 90s and 2000s

Has a really good singing voice. Just DOES NOT and WILL NOT sing in front of anyone.

Actually has an engineering job as a cover. And is really good at it.

Has had a few nightmares of some of the women he's hooked up with coming to his door with kids he didn't know of.

Imagines what life would be like if he was never the prowler. Would he get married? Would he have children?

Did not talk to Jeff for a while when he found out he joined the police academy. He feels betrayed because he remembers the violence he witnessed from them in their neighbourhood growing up.

Sent a baby care package to Jeff and Rio when he heard Miles was born.

Vowed to try and be the best uncle to his nephew.

Brought Miles his pair of Jordans.

Has a lot of money from working as prowler and has made it clean so the bank won't be suspicious.

Has a written a will because he's sure something will go bad at some point, just doesn't know when. Majority of money will go to Miles' college fund. His property will go to him once he turns 18.

Couldn't wait for miles to grow into a young man so he can teach him about life things.

Has looked after Miles as a kid when both Jeff and Rio were working night shifts.

Loves classic 'hood' movies. Like Boyz n the hood, juice and more

Briefly jealous of Jeff lifestyle. Not the cop part.

#into the spider verse #across the spiderverse #aaron davis #headcanon #uncle aaron #aaron davis x reader #spider verse #miles morales #spiderman #jeff davis #rio morales

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dreadheadmadi · 3 months

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- I’M GONNA CLAW THOSE PRETTY LIL’ EYES OUT

A/N: Trying something new, we’ll see how this goes. I’m a college girlie, so updates are slow‼️

Parings: aaron davis x black! oc, the prowler x black cat! oc

Warnings: action, fighting, blood, gore, descriptive language, death, etc. (I will update as I go)

Chapter 1 - Green Eyed Monster

Chapter 2 - Work Bae

Chapter 3 - Passenger Princess

Chapter 4 - Blood Ties

Chapter 5 - Cat ‘N Mouse

Chapter 6 - Blessing in Disguise

Chapter 7 - Unc’s New Girlfriend

Chapter 8 - Pretend Husband

Chapter 9 - Pretend Husband pt. 2

Chapter 10 - Enemy of my Enemy

Chapter 11 - Itsy Bitsy

Chapter 12 - Cry Me a River

Chapter 13 - My Girl

Chapter 14 - My Man

Chapter 15 - Like Auntie, Like Nephew

Chapter 16 - Come Get Some

Chapter 17 - Here, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty

Chapter 18 - Interstellar

Chapter 19 - Scapegoat

Chapter 20 - Sacrifices

Chapter 21 - Junebug

Chapter 22 - Welcome Back

Chapter 23 - Pretty Brown Eyes

#black tumblr #x reader #across the spiderverse #x female reader #aaron davis #black love #aaron davis x reader #spiderverse x reader #the prowler x reader #the prowler x black cat #black cat #felicia hardy #miles morales #jefferson davis #rio morales #x black oc #x black reader #x black fem reader

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arachnigga · 1 month

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hear me out with open minds and open hearts....but i js know that mf SLANGINGGGGG like OMGGG..

"i can feel it in my heart !1!1!" type shit

ok i'm sorry

#aaron davis #uncle aaron #across the spiderverse #atsv x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse #the prowler #aaron davis x reader #black reader #spiderman into the spiderverse #spiderverse

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shubox-imagines · 9 months

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Ooooh, new writing blog, welcome to the web *bad dumn pun* I'm waiting for someone to write something romantic on Aaron and Peter B x Reader. Anything. Any little thing. Will I be the first ask that modifies your "no write for"??? (also, do you do yandere?)

how dare you walk in here and PUN ME

i’m jk ily thank u for the ask 💅

so to answer the question before the request, I have never written yandere before. i’m not saying I wouldn’t, but idk just how far i’d go into. i guess you gotta ask and see!

now since you said anything imma just do general ship HCs for them. gotta say the aaron ask surprised me but imma do it 👌

Peter B. Parker

hi this man is a certified goober and we love him v much but he loves you more

he’s such an awkward dork trying to be this suave superhero who just wants to impress you

even if you tell him he doesn’t need to he’s still going to just let him be special for you

he’s always going to do his best to make time for you between his spider-man’ing shenanigans

if you’re a spider too then he’s gonna try to make sure you don’t get yourself killed

which HES ONE TO TALK

he knows he can be awkward and distant sometimes, but he just wants to protect you, even if you can protect yourself.

he knows you think that robe is comfy and yes he will let you wear it

or he’ll get you your own and be a good about how the both of you match 💅

he’ll do anything to make sure you’re happy because he’s had too much experience in fucking up relationships to ever want to do it again

peter b just loves you so much and wants to make you happy if you’ll let him 🥺

Aaron Davis

so you’re just walking around with the definition of suave like it’s nothing okay go off

man is so beyond smooth it’s almost scary

he isn’t gonna start shit, but boy will he finish shit if they wanna start it with you

and GOD help them if they start disrespecting you

you tell him it’s no big deal and that they’re just some asshole

but funny enough, you never really saw that person again after that. odd.

he’s really good at deflecting, and making sure you don’t worry about him on his random outings where he disappears for days at a time.

but this man will do anything for you.

you want something? it’s yours

someone’s bothering you? never again

you just wanna cuddle with him? cmere he’s got big arms that are good for hugs and a couch that is hella comfy

he does wanna tell you about his actual job, but he doesn’t want you to worry about him. it’s dangerous, but he’s a capable man

but he can’t lie, he does worry about how you’ll react if you ever find out

but for now, he’s just here making sure that you’re safe, happy and loved, and ain’t no one gonna do that better than him.

but it’s been a while since he’d come back this time, and you were getting worried

but it’s aaron

he’s always okay

little tiny angst thing at the end there not really BUT STILL

i’m sorry if they seem OOC i am ✨out of the house✨ and have also never written for aaron ever?? BUT i hope they are good enough

requests are open,

ily all sm 💜

#across the spiderverse #into the spiderverse #peter b parker #peter b parker x reader #peter b parker x y/n #peter b parker x you #peter b parker headcanons #peter b parker imagine #aaron davis #aaron davis x reader #aaron davis x y/n #aaron davis headcanon #aaron davis imagine #aaron davis x you #shubox hcs

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supergmbstuff · 8 months

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someone put me out of my misery and write something about uncle aaron 😮‍💨

#across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #astv #aaron davis #the prowler #aaron davis x reader #spiderman

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weirdo09 · 7 months

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send me astv requests n i’ll give you a kiss on the cheek 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

#cade’s things #cade’s writing ✍🏾#atsv #across the spider verse #miles morales x reader #rio morales x reader #jessica drew x reader #aaron davis x reader #jeff morales x reader #hobi brown x reader #<- no smut for him or miles ya nasties 🤢

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itsmebytch001 · 9 months

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another one, Yandere dad Aaron sends Miles after Y/N after she sneaks out the house to go to a party, her punsiment in being trapped in her room with out internet, only miles and her dad.

Hello Me.

My Cousin As My Keeper-> Part One

Summary: Aaron inlists the help of Mile's to track you down after you sneak off to a party.

Warnings: Over bearing yandere family tingz.

You really thought you had made a good slip away, making it out the building and onto the streets with out your Dad hearing was quite the feet, so you ran down the pavment to the end of your road where you met your good friend Musa, and together to slid off into the club scene of New York with your brillantly made fake ID's.

Meanwhile, Your Dad Aaron had been chilling on the sofa when you slid off, if it weren't for the TV blaring he might made heard you. It was only when he called for you did he notice, you were being awafully quite.

Aaron: "Hey Y/N, you want some hot coco?"

...

odd, she's never asleep this time...

Aaron: "Ay, Y/n you want some coco or not?"

Still, nothing.

he approached your door cautiously, as if you would pounce out at him at any moment at him, he slowly turns the knob of the door, opening to reveal you asleep in bed, he gose to give you a shake, only to realise it's not you, its a damm pillow.

He then notices your window half open, maybe he should put bars on them.

He sighs to himself, pondering round your room before he calls you, he knows you aren't going to pick up beacuse what self preserving teen would?

Hi, Its Y/N Leave me a message

So he then texts Miles:

Meanwhile, Miles is at home, sitting by his drawing board throwing up some concept art, he hears a bing and gose to check his phone.

Uncle Aaron > Uncle Aaron: ay Miles you know were Y/N At? Miles: No is everying okay Uncle Aaron: she off again Miles: in her star girl era Uncle Aaron: what Miles: nothin Uncle Aaron: you think you could find her for me Miles: i guess Uncle Aaron: thx

Now Miles didn't really want to have to go out looking for you, or harass you over text to find you like he had done before, honestly he thought it best just to let you do your thing, but his uncle was so afraid of something happeing to you he would always conact Miles to find you.

And at this point, Miles was like a PI with the sole mission of finding you, and each time he did, at a party, a club or with a guy, espically with a guy he became more frustrated with you, running off for hours at a time, wasting his time to go out and find you.

Sometimes it felt like an attention game, like you would go off and do reckless things for your Dad's, Miles and your Aunt ad Uncle's attention, like going off with a guy you barley knew while drunk, or sleeping over at stranges house.

Sometimes it felt like hide n seek.

And to be honest, beacuse he always won, and I mean always, pulling you out that guys car by your hair, or breaking into that strangers house waking you up and pulling you back home, he kinda liked playing, as long as he got their in time before you actually did something stupid.

So the game begins.

He starts with the basics, calling you...

ring

Hi, its Y/N leave me a message

He dosen't bother texting, he know's you won't answer.

So he checks your snap maps.

Youv'e turned them off, youre getting better...

He checks your story, nothing.

He checks your streaks, also nothing.

So now he's getting into the complicated stuff, contacting youre friends.

Mile's was fond of some of your mates, but felt indiffrent to most.

You see for awhile, it was just you two, cousins raised as siblings against the world, but once you got to high school and drifted a bit, you made a whole group of girl friends and he was now a secondary person in youre life.

He knew ratinally it was wrong to be jealous of you having friends, but he felt like they took you away from your family, from him.

He began seeing after school hours, hanging out at youre house, or in a park or people watching, maybe even throwing up art with youre Dad.

Then it was only on weekends, usually Saturday where you would catch up on youre week.

And now, here you two are at 17, and he only ever see's you maybe twice a month? and of course Holidays but that was all.

That's not counting these stunts of yours, of course.

He opens up his contacts to try and fenesse some information out of them.

Musa (Y/N) > Miles: yo Musa, you at this party Musa: ...? Miles: The party with Y/N u with her Musa: soz no Miles: do u know where it is Musa: nope, but Ayesha probs will Miles: kk

Ayesha (Y/N) >

Miles: Ayesha u with Y/N

Read 4 mins ago

Miles:...?

Read 7 mins ago

He knew she was probablly ignoring him, she really didn't like Miles, thought he was over bearing and possesive for a cousin and called him out for it.

Miles: helllloooooooooooooo

Read 2 mins ago

She was a lost cause, so to the next one.

Flora (Y/N)>

Miles: Ay Flo u know where Y/N at? Flora: dont call me Flow my name is Flo-RA Miles: jeez just a nick name chill Miles: U know where Y/N at Flora: dont do that Miles: what Flora: give me a nick name like were friends Miles: it isn't that deep chill Flora: ugh

Flora aslo didn't like Miles, she just was to meek to say it.

next one...

Tecna (Y/N)> Miles: hey Tecna: I already know what u want, the asnwer is i'm not with her, i don't know where she is, but I know she went with Stella so she's safe. Miles: damm okay

God, Miles didn't like Stella, she always said she's look out for you at parties but never did, mainly beacuse she was to damm high to realise what ever was happening, sometimes she was so out of it he had to get her home as well as you.

Stella(Y/N) > Miles: Ay Stella Miles: Stelllaaaaaaaa Miles: Helloooooooooo Miles: STELLA

ugh, he'd have to call her, wouldn't he...

Ringing Stella (Y/N) Ring Ring Ring Hiiiii, Its Stella can't come to the phone right now but leave me a message!

He hated my whiny fucking voice, but if she didn't asnwer, who would?

Bloom!

But He knew Bloom also didn't like him, so he might have to lie to her just a bit.

Bloom(Y/N) Miles: Ay Bloom u know where this praty at? Bloom: and why would i tell you Miles: I got a voice message from Y/N sounded bad Bloom:...? Miles: Some guy being creepy Miles: she had obvs been drinking Miles: She wanted me to come pick her up but wont answer my calls Bloom: U sure she asked you to come pick her up? Miles: Yeah? Bloom: U sure this isn't just u being wierldy obessive over your cousin Bloom: like when u crahsed my praty a few weeks back Bloom: U broke into my house? Miles: listen i just wanna help her Miles: and i did not 'break into' your house, i didn't steal anything Bloom: U CAME IN MY WINDOW Miles: U LEFT IT OPEN Bloom: WHAT IS WRONG WITH U

What to say...What would be the right thing to say to get her to tell her where you were.

...

Ringing Bloom (Y/N) ring ring

Bloom: "...what?"

Miles: "Listen, I'm not trying to start anything with you or youre little girl group but my family is out there, drunk as hell and with Stella who we both know, has a problem"

He could sense the eye roll through the phone.

Miles: " And this guy who keeps coming onto her dosen't seem to be letting up, least that's what he said in her voice message"

Bloom: "Mile's, I am not an idiot, I know a lie when I hear it"

Miles: "Bloo-"

Bloom: " I know you want too look out for Y/N and that's fine, but were 17 she can do what she want's, but you always turn up and fuck things up"

Miles: "I don't fuck things up for her, I stop her from fucking up the way you, her friends should"

Bloom: " Maybe, Mile's you should let her make some mistakes, instead of tracking her down like a stalker"

She hangs up.

Miles: "Ughhhhhhhhh" he groans alone in his room.

There's a knock on the door.

Rio: "Mijo, you okay?"

Miles: "Yeah I'm Good, just stressed"

Rio: "Okay baby"

He taps his pen, again and again against the table.

...Brandon?

Brandon was the protective type, is Stella was at a party, he was there, looming over her like tree.

And they were mutuals on Snapchat.

He logs back on his phone and onto snapchat where he see's Brandon has his Snap maps on... and he sees you on Brandon's story, danicng on a damm table drunk, again.

He types the adress in his phone and begins to walk to the house in question.

Eventually he find's himself outside a tall block, the top floor was bright flashing lights, to he climbs the fire escape and slinks into the house, sourounded by his peers drinking, smoking or other he scans the room for you, or at least Stella since she should know where you are, in theroy.

And he did spot her.

Her bright blonde hair sitting on Brandon's lap, sipping on something. he walks up to her, and as soon as Stella see's him, she's rolling her eyes, and whipsers to Brandon.

Miles: "Ay Stella, You know where Y/N is?"

Stella: "Miles, what the hell is wrong with you?" She said clapping between each word.

My god she's dramatic

Stella leanded over to her boyfriend.

Stella: "this is the weird creepy cousin I told you about"

Miles: "Excuse me?"

Stella: "The one that keeps ruining all our fun"

Miles: "Stella I don't want to start anything with you, I just want to know where Y/N is, m,kay?"

Brandon stood up, he's only a few inches taller than Mile's but he notices.

Stella: "He's the guy to broke into Bloom's house and dragged Y/N like a crazy person"

He stand's between Stella and Miles.

Brandon: "I think you should go"

Miles: "I'm not trying to start anything, I just need to get my cousin and go"

Brandon: "Maybe she dosen't want to with you?" He says, stepping closer to Miles..

Miles: " i think you need to back off, kinda getting in my personal space"

Brandon: "And I think you need to leave"

Mile's know he can take him, he's spiderman for god's sake he could snap him, put he dosen't want to create problems.

Just as Brandon gets a bit too close to Miles, he feel's its about to happen...

Miles: "You need to back up" He says, putting his hands infront of him, palms open.

...

Y/N: "Mile's?" he looks over at you leaning over the door frame of a door, clearly drunk and maybe worse in a little black dress, holding a bottle of wine.

Miles: "Y/N?"

He rushes over to you, pushing past all the other party goers.

Miles: "You need to come with me"

Y/N: "Oh my GOD why can't you just leave me alone?" you slur, very drunk

Miles: "Your Dad sent me"

Y/N: "And youre just his lap dog?"

Miles: "Okay, come on now let's go"

Y/N: "No"

Miles: "come ON" He says, grabbing your wrist.

Y/N: "NO" You rip your hand from his.

Miles: "Y/N, I will call my Dad and have him shut this whole thing down unless you come with me, and everyone here will hate you, beacuse it will be your damm fault so lets go"

Defeated and blackmailed, you began to stumble out with him, sadly waving Stella goodbye and she swore off Miles.

Stella: "Youre a fucking werido Miles!"

Once outside, you are so drunk you flop onto the floor.

Miles: "Jesus Y/N, why do you do this?"

Y/N: "Just leave me here to die" You groan.

Miles: "Come on now, get up"

Y/N: "NOooooo, youv'e done it again"

Miles: "What?"

Y/N: "Ruined my night"

Miles: " Y/N I don't want to talk about this right now"

Y/N: "You are destorying my life!"

Miles: "What beacuse I wont just let you get drunk or high with your friends?"

Y/N: "Miles, if you had friends, you would do the same"

Miles: "No i wouldn't"

Y/N: "Why's that?"

Miles: "Beacuse i'm a selfish bitch just want's to drink, fry her brain and abaondon her family"

Y/N: "fuck you Miles"

Miles: "Get off the damm floor Y/N It's filthy"

Y/N: "I hate you"

Miles: "get off the fucking floor"

Y/N: "No"

Miles sighs to himself, before he starts to drag you by your feet.

He could carry you, but no.

Eventually when the hard pavement floor began to scrape away at your face, you pull yourself and and slowly walk with Mile's back home.

With every stumble and fall back Mile's is there to catch you, to pull you back up, as you lean your head onto his arm for support. And eventually when you two made it home, he helped you up the stairs and into the your bed, plopping you down as the alchohol took it's effect whisking you to sleep, he tucked you in as his Uncle Aaron emegred into your doorway.

Miles: " she's unconcious, no point to scould her now, wait till morning when she has a hangover"

Aaron: "She looks like a damm clown with all that makeup on" he mumrred before disapearing down the hall.

And he was right, he could your foundation on the pillow, your smuged gloss and masscara running down your face.

So he went off into your bath room to soak a makeup remover pad, and while you were alseep began to wipe away your makeup. He knew it was strange, but also knew your skin would be in a state if he didn't.

So he wiped off all the makeup, and really all he wanted to do was share the bed with you, stay up late and whipser to each other like you used to, before you two grew apart. But he knew it would upset you if you woke up next to him suddently.

He wondered if she'd remember this tonight, of it would be a black out like so many other nights.

He wished you good night, and left.

#yandere spiderverse #yandere miles morales #platonic yandere #yandere family #uncle aaron #aaron davis x reader #miles morales x reader #Morales Family x reader #yandere morales family

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angelltheninth · 9 months

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OoO I love your writing! Can I please request Prowler Miles and 1610!Aaron (I'm like 90% sure you write for them) and their gf finding out their the Prowler <33

Thank you for reading my writing! I do write for both Prowlers.

Pairing: Earth 42!Miles Morales, Earth 1610!Aaron Davis x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, arguments, secret identity exposed, angry kissing, protectiveness, flying

A/N: The asks that don't outright say they want angst but give me the potential to write it are my favorite ones.

Miles tries to play it cool, treating his identity as not that big of a deal

Why are you acting so shocked, you much have known something was up with him always texting back in odd hours

He can see that you're hurt, which is why he's trying to minimize this reveal as much as possible, he's no hero, he knows this very well but he never put people in danger if they didn't deserve it

If you want to see it from his perspective he can easily show you

You expected a long winded story of how he got into this life, everyone he's worked for, his origin story, but no Miles picked you up in his arms and took you flying high above the skyline

As scared as you were you felt deep down that he wasn't gonna drop you

This wasn't a tactic meant to scare you, he was sharing a part of himself with you, an evil part that was still, somehow, just as beautiful as the rest of him

Aaron got scared, really scared, he started to walk back and forth in his apartment, his suit still on mumbling to himself

He barely heard you when you asked him how long he's been hiding this from you

You need to understand, he wasn't hiding because he wanted to lie to you, or because he was scared you would see him a criminal, he knew he was one, he did many bad things, but the people he worked for were much, much worse

He was hiding because he was afraid that if you knew who he was and who he was connected to that you would get caught in the crossfire, he had to protect you

To hide this from you, to lie to you, it hurt him every day, but it could never hurt more then being the reason something happens to you

You were pissed off at him, very much so but you could also see why keeping this was so important to him, honesty you weren't sure what to think of it yet

He had a lot of explaining to do, it could wait for now, you kissed him all the same, angry and desperate and wanting him out of that damn suit

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chocolateghxst · 5 months

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Hi! Are your requests Open for aaron Davis?

YES!!

#atsv #itsv #screechinginthevoid #asks #aaron davis #aaron davis x reader

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chelsea-xxx2003 · 24 days

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Hi! I don't know if you accept requests or not (it's cool if you don't!) But do you have any hc about Aaron discovering he has a daughter? Lol. And what would be Miles reaction. Okay, thank you. Bye :D

Hi Anon👋, I’m not really taking requests but I had to jump on this one. However I can't promise all future requests being answered quickly because I've got studies to focus on but I will try and do as best as I can. I feel like this request was made based on the headcannon I had made up. Absolutely love love love it and I'm happy to write it. Now let's get on with it shall we.

Oh and btw, He would be a Girl dad right. I can't see it any other way.

"Girl if you don't call this man now, I will track him myself."

"Ok I heard you, I'll call. Just in my own time. I promise I will call."

"Fine. Gotta go now but he's got to know now ok. You can't do this alone."

I mutter under my breath something she can't hear. "Psh yes I can."

Homegirl leaves and I'm stuck here with a phone number struggling to call it. It's been long. Will he even remember me? Why I am scared? I'm a grown woman for goodness sake, just do it.

"Fuck it."

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Aaron arrives at his place at the early hours of a new day. However he just wants to collapse in bed and forget about yet another near death experience. All gear on the floor only left in boxers and bandages and dried up blood. He escaped gunshots but not the sharp end of the blade. A non life threatening gash on his arm and the side of his abdomen. Chugged a few pills and was ready to get knocked into sleep.

Not even five minutes into sleep, his phone vibrates on his night stand. Great another thing to do. He semi consciously picked the phone and answered without looking at the name id. Not that there was one.

"Hello," he answers. Not a word back. If these scam callers where trying him he was going to find whoever they were and end it there.

He kisses his teeth and no longer wanting to entertain whoever disrupted his not so deep sleep.

"Is this Aaron?" Hearing his name got him into defensive mode but relaxed a bit when it was from a feminine voice.

"Who'er you?"

The woman tells her name and it rings a faint bell in Aarons head. He's heard the name before. Where though?

"Do I know you?"

She seemed a bit hesitant to tell but she spit it out anyway after taking a deep breath. "We've hooked up a few times many months ago."

In his head he's thinking it's another chick wanting to see him again or wanting to move things further by being in a relationship with him. Makes it clear to them from the start that it's not like that at all then blocks them. It boosts his ego a little.

"Look, I thought I had made it clear that it was a two-three time thing then we don't talk anymore. I'm not looking for relationship or sum," he said immediately to clear any confusion.

"What? That's not it. I have something very important to tell you," she says.

Nothing could have prepared him for what she had to say next. She sounded nervous before she took a breath to speak.

"Well...... I ended up pregnant. I gave birth to a healthy baby. I found your number and called to let you know. Listen and listen carefully. If you want nothing to do with the baby, that is fine. I just thought you should know. I didn't say anything while I was pregnant because I was focusing on me and my baby and in case something might have happened. And I didn’t have it in me to get an abortion," she said so clearly and calmly.

He heard right? Oh he heard right. Was he too tired and drugged up to believe it or was this for real. She gives him the time to process the news. Once all her words were digested he asks…

“You sure it’s mine? How do you know it ain’t anyone else’s?” He asks confidently.

She takes some air in quickly as if being accused of whoring around. She wasn’t gonna let that slide.

“You’re that last person I slept with. Even then I wasn’t hoe. Never was, never will be ok. Look we were both careless. We didn’t use condoms but I was on birth control which ultimately proved that it’s not as effective as I thought it would be. I’m giving you the choice to come see the baby or to leave the matter completely.”

She was serious in her tone. So believable. Maybe it was the tiredness causing him not to think straight but…..

“Send me your address.”

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I could not sit still. Walking back and forth trying to find something to do to distract me. It's still early morning, slight heavy rain falling and sliding from the top to the bottom of the window. The baby was ok, asleep in the bouncer, slowly rocking. I try to sit on the sofa but my leg just keeps bouncing, with the tv on but not my attention on it.

That dreaded call ended about an hour ago and by the sound of his voice, he was serious.

I flinch at the sound of the buzzer. “Hello?”

“It’s Aaron.”

With not many words I buzz him in. Now in a few moments things could go right or left. This is right, right? I gave him options. That's a good thing right? I definitely didn't want to be one of those women who don't let fathers see their child for no reason. Thoughts stop swirling when there is finally a knock on the door. No more time for hesitation but the doorway felt so far.

Aaron POV

I'm soaked from the rain. It took me being inside the apartment complex to realise. All this time it wasn't on my mind that it was pouring outside. There's an elevator but the stairs seem quicker. I skip a step each time until I'm in front of her door. No time to hesitate. I put my fist against the door to knock.

The door opens with her standing behind it. I most definitely remember now. I’ve been with her more times than I’d like to admit honestly. Can’t lie it was the best, not that I’d admit it to her face. Now seeing her, she has a glow that I hadn't seen before.

"Hi"

"Hi umm sorry bout being soaked, its raining like shit outside."

She gives a small laugh and tells me to come in. I remember I've been here before a couple times. Her place always smelt nice and looked clean. I take my jacket off and hang it by the door. I follow her down the short corridor to the living area. We both turn to the living room.

"Well. Here she is."

In the corner of the room, a baby swing with the smallest human possible as cute as can be a sleep, protected from world. I sit on the sofa before my legs give out. She said 'she'. A girl. I have a daughter. I hold my head in my hands. She sits next to me and put a hand on my leg to calm me down.

"I know it's a lot to process. Believe me. I had the same reaction when I found out I was pregnant. All the worries left when I first held her. It was instant love. Sorry I kept it from you."

"Nah I get it. Whats her name?"

"Her name is Tiana."

"Its a beautiful name."

I don't know what came over me but the need to protect her came out of nowhere. Protect her from every evil out there. It's crazy to think she is a part of me. But what about me? It on dawns me that I hold the role of prowler. Am I good enough for her? Am I strong enough to protect her? Am I man enough to be her father. Am I going to end up abandoning her like my father did? All these thoughts consuming me all at once.

"Would you like to hold her?"

I look at her and she has a reassuring smile encouraging me to hold her. "I don't know how."

"Neither did I but I learned."

She stands and walks over to this sleeping angel. She picks her up and walks up to me. I hadn't met Miles until he was a couple months old, so I have no experience in holding a newborn. I sit up and back and open my hands. She's so small. I don't think I've seen something so precious in my life. My hands are almost the same size as her.

"Don't be scared. Here, move your arm to support her neck and then your other hand holds the side."

She helps me hold her comfortably. With all this fuss she moves around waking from her sleep. Shit here it comes. Big brown eyes stare at me with a twinkle in them. We are both strangers to each other but she has to have trust in me and I never would dream of breaking that trust. A grown man like shouldn't be feeling emotional but here I am. She was right. It was love at first sight.

"She's so beautiful."

"I know right. Big eyes, a cute nose and a head full of hair. She got that part from me."

We both break out into a short laugh.

I hesitate to ask the following questing seeing as we are not together. "What's her last name?"

"I put mine and your last name together hyphenated. If you don't mind."

"It's nice."

We spend the rest of the day just talking, actually getting to know each other. She works as a nurse at a hospital, I told her I do engineering which isn't a lie. I use it as a cover up from what I do other times.

"I have a nephew, my older brothers son. His names Miles. He probably would wanna meet Tiana. Is that cool."

"I don't mind, it's cool she has cousin."

We met at a diner, we talked and it seemed like we were both after the same thing. No relationship but a stress relief. Semi strangers with benefits kinda thing. No personal questions and no feelings.

Looking at it now, that might change now that she had birthed my daughter. Speaking of her she starts stirring in my arms and looks like she's about to cry. Her lips quiver and starts crying. It's hasn't even been ten minutes and I've failed.

"She's probably just hungry. Let me feed her."

I slowly had her over to mom. All of a sudden she lifts the side of top and puts a boob in her mouth. This looks private so I look away to the whatever was playing to the tv. She starts laughing at me though.

"What? It's not like you've never seen them before."

True. I can't look at breasts the same. All this time they were just sexual thing to me but its not even like that. It's a personal connection between mother and child. I change the subject. I ask her how old Tiana is and she tells me only four days old.

"So you're fresh out the hospital then? Was it not hard?"

"It was hard. I couldn't drive because I was still sore from giving birth, so my friend drove me back home. She's been such a help these past few days. Cooking and cleaning for me but she does have a job and her own family to take care of."

"Hold on. Don't you only get a few weeks off work before you have to go back."

"Yeah. Around twelve weeks and then I have to go back to work. Some weeks are even unpaid."

"Well that's stupid."

"Tell me about it but hey, I didn't build the system. Here burp her."

She hands her to me then leaves.

"Where you goin. I don't know how to do this."

"Relax I'm just getting her cloth so she doesn't throw up on you"

She can back as fast as she left, put a pink cloth on my shoulder and move her to my shoulder.

"Just pat her back until she burps."

She gets up to leave and looks like she's heading into the kitchen.

"What you bout to do now."

"I'm a bout to cook. You've got her so I have the time to."

"Nah order some food. Get some rest."

Took some time going back and forth but she sat down. Same time as Tiana finally burps. I move to get my wallet and hand it over to her.

"You know you have a lot of faith in a stranger."

"Same stranger that birth our baby."

"Hilarious."

She orders some food. Time goes by and it eventually comes. We ate, talked. Looking outside, I realise time has gone by fast. Looks like it time me to leave. I get to lay her down back to sleep in her swing.

"Looks like I gotta go now."

"Oh umm thanks for stopping by and seeing her. You make a great father you know."

Her words struck me to my heart. I want to be the best dad to her. Better than my father ever was to me and Jeff.

"Come by anytime. Oh here's your card."

"You hold on to that."

I grab my jacket, say my last goodbyes to both of them but man I so don't wanna leave. I might come back tomorrow. I grab my phone and start calling.

"Hello?"

"Jeff. I need to talk to you."

"Talk."

"I have a daughter."

"That poor woman."

"Ay now ain't the time for games. Me and her we cool. Yeah we were irresponsible but I stepped up. Think about it, you're an uncle now."

"I've been an uncle. Rio has siblings that have children."

"On our side stupid. Anyway can I take Miles to see her tomorrow?"

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*The next day*

Jeff has allowed Miles to come with me to see Tiana. But he doesn't know that. I'm trying to surprise his since he wanna keep asking questions talking bout 'how come I don't have a cousin on your side?'.

"So what spot are we painting today."

"We're not doing that."

"We've been walking for so long. Where are we going?"

"You'll see man, just be a little patient. Don't wanna ruin the surprise."

"Surprise!?"

We arrive at apartment complex. I ring up and I'm let inside. The confused looks on his face makes me just wanna laugh but I can't give it away. We get to the door, knock on it and wait.

"Hi guys, come in."

Miles walks shyly behind me until we turn the living room.

"Miles meet your baby cousin, Tiana."

The look on his face is just priceless. Ain't never seen him so confused. He looks at me then at her mother then at Tiana again.

"You have a daughter. Wait does that make you my auntie?"

"Umm well..."

"Yes it does. See I told you. All those questions bout 'how come I don't have an auntie'. Well you got one now."

"It's nice to meet you Miles. Your uncle has told me a lot about you."

He breaks into a nervous laugh. "Unfortunately I haven't heard about you but it's nice to meet you. So uhh how you guys meet?"

Silence

"That's not important. Here come hold her."

Needless to say besides Miles being so puzzled, he was so happy that he has a little cousin. Since then Miles had come to visit and see her many times after school and during the weekend and has seen her grow. Rio and Jeff came later on with gifts. Rio was beyond excited. Jeff was just as surprised as Miles.

"Your family is really nice, I like them a lot."

"Yeah. I've got a present for you too."

I take her down stair to the parking area. Her eyes could have popped out their sockets. Her mouth open so wide, you'd thing her jaw dislocated. In front of us a white Range with a bow.

"Oh my gosh Aaron wha- what's this?"

I dangle the keys infant of her and drop them in her hands.

"People call it a 'push present' if I'm correct. Oh and that card, spend it on our daughter."

"You are spoiling her to the core and she doesn't even know what money is."

"Only the best for my baby girl. Besides I wanna try this mom and dad thing. That's if you want to?"

"We could do that."

A/N - Honestly, I'm not to sure I did a really good job on this one I can't lie. I might have to reread it again like ten times and make tweaks to it. But let me know in the comments.

#into the spider verse #spider verse #spiderman #aaron davis #uncle aaron #aaron davis x reader

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dreadheadmadi · 2 months

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- I’M GONNA CLAW THOSE PRETTY LITTLE EYES OUT

Chapter 1: Green Eyed Monster

A/N: To say this wasn’t rushed would be a bold face lie. I’m even rushing as I write this because I have an exam in three minutes. It is hella unedited and needs better formatting, but I’ll go back and fix some stuff up later. If you enjoyed this chapter, let me know through the reblog option or just dm me! Let me know if you want to be added to the tag list! I hope you have a wonderful day or night, bye angel!

Blackwood Manor loomed on the outskirts of New York like a gothic monolith, its sprawling grounds shrouded in mist and mystery. Perched atop a hill overlooking the bustling city below, its imposing design was a testament to the wealth and power of its enigmatic owner, the elusive billionaire Alexander Blackwood. The grandeur of the mansion enveloped the night like a cloak of decadence, its opulence a stark contrast to the darkness that seeped through its polished corridors. Usually, the manor would lay dormant and dark, with no sounds or persons going in or out. However, tonight was a special night, a masquerade-themed birthday, of whom it belonged to but none other than Alexander Blackwood's own spouse. She was different from her loner husband - a city girl and an active member of New York's rich folk. Such a figure would earn as many friends and connections as possible - and she invited them all. Within the manor's walls, the wealthy elite danced and revealed, their laughter echoing against the marble floors as they indulged in the spoils of their privilege. Among them, Alexander's favorite niece, Sofia Blackwood, navigated the sea of masked faces, her steps hesitant as she struggled to mask her discomfort beneath a façade of poise and grace. That night, she mustered the courage to ask her uncle to fund her college education, considering that her parents disapproved of her choice of study and promised to cut ties if she pursued it.

The air was heavy with the scent of expensive perfumes and the sickly sweetness of excess, but beneath it, a palpable tension lurked—a sense of impending doom that clung to the shadows like a vengeful specter. As the night wore on and inhibitions faded, Sofia was drawn to a secluded balcony overlooking the sprawling gardens below. She needed a moment to think, to gather herself before locating her uncle. There, amidst the ivy-covered trellises and moonlit fountains, she stumbled upon a sight that would forever haunt her nightmares. A figure lay sprawled across the cold stone tiles—a man, his once-immaculate tuxedo now stained with the crimson evidence of his demise. His eyes, wide with terror, stared unseeing into the night while multiple grotesque gashes marred his throat, the blood still warm and viscous against his pallid skin.

Sofia recoiled in horror, bile rising in her throat as she struggled to comprehend the brutality of the scene before her. The metallic tang of blood filled her nostrils, and she fought to suppress the urge to retch as the reality of the situation washed over her in sickening waves. Instead of vomit coming out of her mouth, a guttural, heart-wrenching shriek replaced it. Multiple footsteps rush towards her before halting abruptly, filling the evening atmosphere with their own wails. Around her, the party descended into chaos, the revelry shattered by the specter of death that now loomed over them all. Sofia was grabbed by her mother and father and ushered into an enclosed room where she finally regurgitated her evening meal onto the pristine marble floors. Guests screamed and fled in panic, their masks slipping in their haste to escape the scene of the carnage unfolding before their eyes. All but one remained rooted to the spot, their gaze fixed on the lifeless form before them. Taking off their mask reveals a Black man with a scowl so deep in hatred that one would have thought he was the one who committed the murder. His dark brown eyes glower down at the body before being covered by the full face mask again. Quickly, he returned to the building, stomping down the velvet-covered stairs and pushing his way to the front of the small crowd around the crime scene. As the crowd prayed, cried, and cursed the murderer to hell, the man's eyes focused on the wound on his neck. The gashes weren't a nice clean slice as if it were with a standard knife; they were thinner, deeper, and jagged with bits of flesh dangling and sticking out on the sides. No, a knife hadn't done this, but perhaps, a set of claws-

"It was the Prowler!" a voice declared, "Look at the claw marks! That fucking bastard killed Alex!"

"I heard he's working with Fisk now. That fucking mammoth hated Alexander," another voice added, "He probably put a hit out."

"But on his wife's birthday?" A third questioned. The second shook his head while pointing to Alexander's dead body.

“You don't know those men like I do, Alex was his number one enemy. When Fisk's family died, he asked Alex to help with some investments on some secret project, the hell if I know what it is. Alex said the fucker went bat shit crazy when he lost his wife' n, pubicly announced it to. It was a wake up call but Fisk took that as disrespect and has been a little shit to the Blackwood family ever since. Dropping sponsorships, buying out companies, blocking his political power, I know that son of a bitch got something to do with this!"

The first voice suddenly reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a gun. "Fuck," he spat, "Fuck, fuck! To fucking hell with Fisk! I was this close to buying off those fucking votes! All that money gone to shit - where the FUCK is that purple bastard?! I'm putting a bullet through his head and then into Fisk's next!" With the sudden uproar, the first voice stormed back into the manor, which prompted others to do the same, all looking for The Prowler. He was already gone, however - he snuck out of the manor and into the thicket surrounding the manor, climbing onto his motorcycle and speeding off towards Brooklin. As he blares down the road, he tears off his mask again - brown eyes laced with a green envy hue as a single thought runs through his head.

That bitch stole my fucking kill.

Aaron swore to his momma that he’d never hit a girl, but this bitch was asking for it. It wasn’t the first time Black Cat had killed someone on his list, no, it’s been months since their first encounter. But for how long will this happen? The year is almost over, and he’s only been responsible for the deaths of four unlucky souls. Four, while she had nine. Five of which were stolen right from his grasp. To say he was upset is an understatement. Annoyed? Oh, that’s long gone. Pissed? Maybe three months ago. Enraged? Closer, but not quite. It’s gotten to the point where his work has become sloppy - disregarding his usual planned and strategic approach for a more quick and easy route just in case she was on her way. One time he even took a gunshot to his shoulder because of his blatant tunnel vision - Fisk gave him shit for it and benched him for a few weeks to heal before shoving him back into work. Aaron figures he’s gonna be hooked on pain killers for a long while.

Speaking of the Kingpin, Aaron wasn’t sure how to explain what happened tonight, hell he doesn’t even know what happened tonight. All he knew was that he had only been at the party for around fifteen to twenty minutes before Sophia’s screams were heard. The party had only been going on for about ten minutes before he arrived, so within that thirty minute window, Black Cat had arrived at the party, isolated Alexander, and killed him. Based on his wounds, Aaron deduced that they weren’t deep enough to make a swift and easy kill. As he studied the evidence photos of Alexander he had hacked into the police records for, he zoomed in closely on the gashes. While it did look like claw marks, they were uneven and choppy. It wasn’t a clean streak either - it was slanted and angled more vertically than anything. A clear indication of a height difference, Aaron noted. Alexander was six feet tall exactly, if Black Cat had struggled to get to his neck, she’d be closer to five feet in height, five feet and five inches at max. Aaron paused and wondered if she was wearing heels or platforms that night - it would make sense, considering she’d have to blend into a masquerade styled party. That would mean her true height would be even shorter, an important detail he wasn’t gonna look over. He wrote that down on a notepad and kept examining the photos. The pieces of flesh that stuck out kept drawing his attention. It looked like the results of his prototype claw gauntlets. They were made out of pieces of random and uncut metals that weren't accurately measured or maintained. The metal would often be too sharp or too dull, and would get stuck underneath the victim’s skin due to the curvature of the claws. Once he draws back his hand, he would quite literally rip out the area of flesh he had made contact with. While it got the job done, it was a messy and loud kill which prompted him to update his weapon. It was obvious to Aaron that Black Cat’s weapon was similar to his prototype, however there was still one thing that bothered him - it was a silent kill. The initial contact had been on the side of his neck, still leaving enough airway to scream out for help or in pain. Another thing that bothered him was the fact that Alexander wasn’t some snobby old rich guy. Blackwood was a black belt in his youth; he competed in and eventually managed various boxing matches and fight clubs across the United States. He was highly trained in artillery, and probably would have been a military commander by now if he wasn’t in control of New York’s corrupt legal system. To put it simply, Alexander Blackwood was a force to be reckoned with, just to be cut down by some female in a black leather jumpsuit with white fur.

Aaron rubbed his hand across his face and turned towards another monitor, clicking on Google and searching up “Black Cat Brooklin”. He found a few articles and stories, stuff he’s already researched before. There was a video that had gone viral a month ago, it was the CCTV footage of a jewelry store that the villainess had broken into. She was wearing her classic attire and mask, along with a new white straightened angled bob. Strolling around the store, she opened the displays and bagged all the merchandise, even trying on some and posing into a mirror that was hanging on the wall. Afterwards, she shouldered the duffel bag, blew a kiss at the camera, and left out of the vent system she had used to get into the building. The uproar on memes and parodies of the event were all over Aaron’s feed for days. Women were gushing over her bad bitch aura, creating fan pages, and even going out and buying white wigs, dye, and bundles just to look like her. And of course the men were practically fapping their dicks, saying how she was too fine to go to prison, how they too would steal some shit in this economy, lowkey gassing her up more than the women do. Aaron didn’t care to have an opinion, at that time she was just some female thief. But it’s different now, he thought, she’s more than a thief, she’s a killer. This was the first year of her dipping her toes into homicide and from Aaron’s knowledge she hasn’t even been caught yet. Aaron wondered if those men and women would still support her after it’s exposed that she killed nine people over the span of a year, but he figured they probably still would - the world is fucking crazy nowadays. Now he was just mindlessly scrolling, clicking on the fan pages and profiles for any sort of information he could gain on her. And then, after refreshing for the tenth time, a new video popped up titled “BLACK CAT HAS A NEW WEAPON (and it reminds me of someone 🤔) | New Look, New Villain”. Aaron immediately clicked on the video and recognized the person in the commentary as an influencer who was one of the ones who made the robbing video popular by creating a whole trend based on it. The video started with an ad and random filler topics which Aaron graciously skips through before getting down to the main part of the video.

“Okay guys so let’s get to the tea, so last night, Black Cat was seen scaling buildings and rooftops downtown with a whole new look baby! Let’s look at what Miss Cat got going on for us,” the influencer starts, clicking on a Twitter thread showing the few off guard pictures and videos.

“Oh, my God, you guys! Look at that fur, okay hold on I’m getting ahead of myself,” she laughed before viewing the first picture and zooming in. “Okay so, first thing’s first, that hair baby! Miss Cat really said new hair, new me and is stunting on y’all with this new do! Gone is her angled bob and is now replaced with this cute little goddess passion twists, I am loving this! Of course it’s in her signature platinum, is it platinum? Platinum feels more yellow to me, maybe just plain white? Or maybe more like a frosty white you know? Yeah let’s go with that, haha! Edges are laid to perfection, makeup always looking fresh, ugh I’m telling y’all Miss Cat needs to open up shop cause I would pay-“

Aaron skipped ahead a little more, Black Cat always changes up her hair style and makeup looks. A smart move, considering how easy it is to track someone nowadays. Her constantly changing is the sole reason why no one has found out who she is yet, by the time they get comfortable with one look it’s on to the next.

“Alright, so let’s talk about this new suit. So, I do get why most people are saying that this isn’t really a new suit, I mean it is just the same suit with more fur, probably to keep warm since we are in winter, but I like to call it a new suit solely for the purpose of these!” The influencer moves onto the next picture which is a close up on Black Cat’s arms - which had two slender gauntlets with claw-like protrusions on them. Aaron sat up and leaned towards the screen. Those looked familiar - really fucking familiar.

“That’s right guys, Black Cat has a new weapon! This kitty got claws and she is not afraid to use them! Now, a lot of people are saying that they love it, it’s on brand with the whole cat thing, and a way better choice than the staff she was using before. I personally love the claws, they bring a whole new dangerous vibe to her. Like, before she was just this common thief we all made jokes about but now it’s like, damn, she kinda serious about this. Miss Cat said to put some respect on her name, she ain’t no weak runt of the litter, she is THE Black Cat. Quit playing with her, this is serious business! Now next we have a quick little video of this new weapon in action but before that a quick word from our sponsor-“

Yeah no, fuck that. Aaron skips again as his leg starts to bounce. There’s no way, there’s no fucking way, right? The video in the thread plays and it shows Black Cat using the claws to climb up a brick wall, leaving behind large scratch marks etched into the concrete. Then once on top of the roof, she raises her hand and flexes her hand, which seems to trigger some sort of mechanism as the claw part of the gauntlet shoots out and attaches itself into the edge of another roof two buildings across. Black Cat then runs and jumps off the roof she was currently on and uses the rope-like connection lodged between the claw part and rest of the gauntlet. She swings towards the building and on the video, the connection shortens, creating a grappling hook. The video continues on to show her safety landing and moving and repeating the action for another building before it ends. “So as we can see, it’s like a grappling hook, kind of? That’s cool, I mean, I wish I had a grappling hook then I could properly get to work on time when there’s traffic-“

Aaron cuts off the video and sits there in his chair for a few moments before finding the twitter thread and checking the comments. There’s a few screenshots of the gauntlet from different angles, as well as a few claims that it had glowed purple at times. That’s my gauntlet, he thinks, that’s my prototype.

Immediately, he calls Fisk - the one person Aaron safely left the prototype with due to his high security level warehouses as well as a sign of mutual trust between the two business partners. After quickly catching Fisk up to date, Fisk left to check the warehouse himself before confirming that the prototype was indeed missing - stating that they had numerous tech slowly disappear since the end of the previous year, but couldn’t pin who it was or how they broke in. In fact the whole reason why he wanted Alexander dead was because he was the only other person who knew where Fisk’s warehouses were, so the Kingpin thought he was the one who did it. Regardless, Fisk was clearly enthralled that Aaron had made the connection to Black Cat, but Aaron, pissed that Fisk just allowed this to happen, hung up on the Kingpin.

Aaron could feel the uncomfortable heat of anger creeping up his spine and seeping into his brain, causing graphic imagery of the gauntlet Black Cat is using malfunctioning and causing her to fall to her death - brains splattered on the ground. Or perhaps she would die from her own hand - Aaron imagines him in his Prowler getup, taking Black Cats arm and twisting it so that the claws get lodged and stuck in her own flesh, hearing her screams of anguish and pain. After rewatching the video five more times, Aaron closes his eyes and leans back, his leg bouncing at a rapid speed before suddenly stopping. “It’s my prototype, he mumbles, “And she’s far more skilled with it than I was.” He slowly opens his eyes, green envy once again returns upon his dark brown eyes. “First she steals my kills, and now she steals my tech,” he chuckles before breaking out into a laugh and slamming his palm down onto his desk. “I am,” he laughs, “I am going to fucking end this bitch.”

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