#miles molares x reader

[lovelybrooke]

Hello I love your writing!! And while reading the concept of yandere spiderverse i was very curious about the part where Miguel doesn't let reader leave HQ.Can you write about reader trying to leave the HQ through the Go-home machine to go back to their universe because they felt so isolated (y'know because being stuck at HQ all the time) but they get caught on the way by Miguel because he was watching them through those hologram cameras?

Right where you belong (Platonic yandere Spiderverse x reader)

I might have went off the rails and included some other characters, but I hope you enjoy.

Masterlist

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"This is for your own good."

That's what you're constantly told whenever you beg Miguel to let you go back to your dimension.

"You're here because it's safe."

He left no room for questions, his figure leaving an impression on every inch of the Headquarters. No matter where you went, who you were with, how alone you felt, you always knew in the back of your mind that he was watching you.

A portion of you knew that he didn't want you to leave because it be harder to keep an eye on you.

"Hey. Whatcha thinking about?" You look up, it was Hobie, in your doorway. You quickly snap out of your distracted state, shaking your head. "What's that." He mentions his head towards your computer, causing you to gasp quietly and close the tab.

"It's nothing." You say, a little bit meaner than you wanted. "What do you need." You ask.

Hobie gives you a small smile, resting his head on the doorway as he crosses his arms. He shuts, nonchalant "Nothin', just checking up on you." He answers. You give him a silent nod, looking back at your computer, only to embarrassingly look at your hands when the screen what blank.

"You sure you're okay?" Hobie's now in your room, standing right next to you. He towers over you from your seated position, causing you to sink into yourself, refusing to look right at him. "You look anxious.'

"I'm fine!" It was loud and defensive, which obvious didn't convince Hobie. "I'm fine..." You say again, quieter this time. You pick at your nails for a bit, eyes darting all around your desk as you feel Hobie place a hand on your back. You stammer as you attempt to figure out your thoughts.

"What's your universe like, Hobie." The worlds tumbled quietly out of your mouth, almost like you were scared to speak. Hobie watches as your knees are brought up to your chest, your arms wrapping around them in a tight hug, protective.

You feel Hobie's hand tighten on your shirt. You try your best not to flinch, but you know Hobie probably felt it, judging by how his hand leaves your back not soon after. "It's pretty boring, not gonna lie to you." He laughs, but you remain silent, your heavy breaths the only sound you make. "It's probably just like yours."

"I don't remember what my dimension was like." You say, causing Hobie's smile to drop. He slowly crouches down to your hight, turning your chair towards him. His face was serious, and he was looking you right in his eyes.

"You miss your dimension, that's why you've been acting up." He asks, tilting his head a bit. You nod, looking away from him and hugging your legs even tighter. He slowly extends a hand towards you, unravelling your fingers and holding your hand tight in his. "How bout this, why don't I take you to my dimension." He smiles at you, it widening when your face lights up. "You just have to stay quiet, less the big boss finds out." You nod quickly, standing up face, nearly causing Hobie to stumble over. You pull him towards the door.

"Hey! Calm down, it ain't going anywhere!"

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Somehow, your hangout with Hobie actually meant a hangout with the rest of the crew.

Gwen showed up for a sweater, only to spot you at the kitchen table and envelope you in a tight hug, rambling about how this is the last place she'd ever expect to see you. Of course, since Gwen was here, Miles was bound to show up, and Pavitr wasn't far behind. Eventually, the room was filled up with music and laughter, something you hadn't heard in a long time.

"It's nice to hang out with you outside of HQ, (Y/n)!" Pavitr says, hanging off your shoulder. You pat his head, urging him to move away from you, only for him to hold onto you tighter, giggling.

"Yeah, well it's not like I have a choice or anything." You laugh, but the room shifts slightly, something you take notice of. You can see the others become more stilted, the air almost awkward.

"Speaking of." Gwen speaks up, rubbing the back of her neck. "Does Miguel know you're here?" You shake your head, but your smile doesn't change. It feels kind of nice to not be around Miguel, to know he's not watching you. Even though you knew you were doing something wrong, it felt nice to prioritize yourself for once.

The room though, it was silent, minus the small drone of music that played though Hobie's speakers in the background. You stare at everyone, shaking your head slightly with a raised brow. "what's up?"

"He's gonna be real mad when you get back, just so you know." Miles states the obvious, sitting down next to Gwen. You give him a blank look, rolling your eyes at him.

"Yeah, I know that it's just--" You pause, looking away slightly, suddenly aware of everyone's gaze on you. "I'm tired of being there all the time, y'know. You all have a place to go back to, and with me...I don't really belong anywhere." Your voice was quiet, and small, but it carried weight.

Hobie moves to the kitchen table, sitting down next to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and bringing you into his side. You don't start crying, but your eyes water as he rubs your arm up and down.

"Don't say that." Hobie says as others rush by, offering their support in the forms of words or hugs. "You belong here, with us." He says, his voice close to your ear. You feel warm, and happy, and you can't help but let out a few tears at the comfort coming from all around you.

"And if you ever need a place to hide out, my doors always open."

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You attempt to be as quiet as possible when coming back to HQ. Hobie couldn't stay long, but hoped you'd stay out of sight from Miguel.

That didn't seem possible.

He was sitting on the edge of your bed when you entered into your room. You jumped slightly at the sight of him, dropping your bag on the floor as his eyes met yours.

"Where were you?" Was the first thing he asked when you entered into the room.

You advert your gaze from him, chest heaving up and down as you attempt to figure out an answer. "I-I was...um." You stammer. Miguel gets up, walking straight towards you.

"Where were you?" He asks again, standing right in front of you, looking down at your terrified figure.

"With Hobie." You admit "But...it was just for a while, not long at all! And I didn't even leave his apartment, we just listened to music and hanged out! That's all!" You explain.

"I saw what was on your computer." He said, straightforward. "You've figured it about by now, haven't you." You give him a slow nod, causing him to sigh.

"You know I had to do it right?" He talks, crouching down. He was now face to face with you. His face was stern, like always, but there was a hint of softness that was nearly unrecognizable. "Your universe was going to be destroyed either way. It was the only way to protect you." He places a hand on your cheek, ignoring the tears coating it.

You don't move as he strokes a tear rolling down for face. You don't move when he pushes you into a hug. It wasn't warm, it made you feel lonely, and sad. It was not the comforting embrace you learned to expect from your friends. It was cold and possessive, and it was a constant reminder that you'd never truly leave him.

No matter how hard you try.

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A/n: I know this is short but I hope you enjoy.

#yandere x reader #soft yandere #platonic yandere #across the spider verse #yandere spiderman #gwen spiderverse #spider gwen #across the spiderverse #platonic yandere miguel o'hara #miles molares x reader #hobie brown x reader #hobie spiderverse #pavitr prabhakar

[brbzonedout]

You and Miles playing basketball

“Boooo”

The orange and black basketball hit the rim of the net and bounced away toward the gate on the right of the court.

“You know my shots are trash when people watch me asshole!” you shouted running after the ball.

“Excuses…” Miles laughed holding his hands out signaling you throw the ball to him.

As soon as you grabbed the ball you turned around tossing it directly into his hands.

“Excuses nothing, you were burning holes into my head with your eye.”

He checks the ball to you.

“Not my fault, you just have no aim. Matter of fact let me get my glasses maybe you’re just blind.” said as he pointed over to his gym bag.

An overwhelming sense of annoyance took over your body that caused you to roll your eyes at him.

“Very funny…kiss for good luck?” You smiled bashfully eying the boy as he stood a few feet away.

Miles placed his hands on his hip and shook his head, His long twists (eek!!) swung about as he did so.

Immediately you threw your head back, the momentum making you stumble a few steps backwards. The boy's hand brushed back his hair as he spoke.

“Get this next one and maybe I'll consider it..”

You hummed and nodded as you dribbled the ball getting ready for the shot. The cool current blew your shirt to the side as you lifted your hands to shoot and missed.

“Know what? I’m a better handler anyways fuck it-”, you muttered deciding to let the ball roll away instead opting for a drink.

Miles ran after the ball as you walked over to his bag, your shared bag for some cold water.

After a few seconds, he met you at the bleachers where the bag was located.

“Give up?” he gave a cocky smirk that made you want to kick and kiss him all at once.

“Maybe… I'm tired,” said as you lay down across the cool metal.

A tinge of sympathy showed up as he spoke.

“You tryna leave?”

“Mm- do you still wanna play?”

“A little bit, Practice my three-pointer.”

“We can stay I'll just watch you…” you said looking up at him shielding your eyes from the sun.

The boy smiled shyly before he turned away to hide it. But, you didn't notice it completely still practically being blinded by the sun.

“How ‘bout I lay here with you..” he set the ball under the bleachers and laid down on the one next to you.

“I thought you wanted to practice?” You sat up with a confused expression looking at him.

“This is better…”

You giggled.

“You’re corny man..”

After a beat of silence, the boy sat up and gently grasped your chin gently turning your face towards him. Without hesitation, he leaned down pressing his lips to yours for a moment.

Once he pulled away you felt heat rise all the way from your feet to your face.

“I'm cool with that”.

Miles with any hairstyle is my weakness. Also, I feel like I need to expand more on the actions in between dialogue but it's so hard! Anyways thank you for reading. Requests are open now so don't be shy!

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[lostamongthestarz]

Hi!! I’m back with another request 😀

Could I get some Miles comfort for gender dysphoria? With trans! male reader please? Thank you!!

Of course! I'm always up to write some comfort stuff, gonna mix headcanons with a little bit of story together

Miles morales x trans male reader suffering with body dysmorphia

❗❗Fem readers are on thin ice, do not fetishize my writing. I write these headcanons for my fellow trans men❗❗

·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙

Miles can tell your not doing to well the second he lays his eyes on you, if he had come over to you house for a visit and noticed the lights were turned off in your room and you were curled up on you bed he could piece together how you were feeling

The first thing he does is wrap you up in a hug (with your permission)

Miles froze when he saw your lights shut off, he panicked- thinking the worst might have happened to you and he was too late.

As he slowly entered your bedroom, his eyes fell on your form- curled up on your bed. Miles watched as you sat up, he held his arms open which was meant with you practically throwing yourself into his embrace

Music helps him calm down so he tries it with you, putting on more relaxing music.

If you didn't want to open up to him that's alright! Miles understands, if you do then he doesn't mind listening.

If your up to it, miles suggests you two go on a snack run and you two buy all your favorites. The walk helps you take your mind off things and miles makes cheesy jokes to get you to smile

Writes you notes with compliments on them and hangs them around your dresser so that you know he lives you when he's not there

Miles loves hearing you talk, he will ask you about your interests while looking starstuck

"I'm sorry- I'm rambling again aren't I?"

"Nothing to be sorry about, I like hearing you talk"

Your his boyfriend and he wants you to know he cares, he asks questions after you get done talking about something so he can remember it for later

If one of his jackets is baggy enough he'll "accidentally" leave it at your house for you if you find comfort in it

"Miles, where is your jacket?"

"Oops- must have forgotten it somewhere"

He texts you after he gets home that he loves you and a picture of a sweet doodle he did for you

·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙

Hope this are good enough! As always your always welcome to request more <3

My request are open <3

My inbox in open 💌

#x male reader #x trans male reader #miles morales x trans!male reader #miles morales #miles molares x reader

[yoonavii]

can you make hc for miguel with a pregnant y/n? also i love your work!

why of course dear reader. and aww you're too kind! it truly makes me happy to know someone likes my work. I hope that you enjoy this hc piece I made for you <3

𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐎’𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐒/𝐎

He’s literally so stressed

Like he’s more on edge now than ever which is unfortunate for the spider society members cause he’s even more likely to snap at them

Don’t mistaken it, he’s quite excited that a baby is coming, but he’s scared for the next canon event to happen between you two.

He’s so scared to the point that he won’t even look at the canon event. Nor will he allow Lyla to.

Speaking of Lyla, he’s stressing her to DEATH

Miguel is constantly asking her to keep tabs on you and check how you’re doing throughout the day

“Miguel! For the last time, y/n is fine!” Lyla assured him once again. She was sick and tired of him bugging her about his lover.

“Are you positive about that? Cause an hour ago, my little Conejito was nearly out of breath.”

“That’s literally normal! Gosh you’re so annoying!”

During his free time, he’ll do some parenting research and even listen to peter’s overly long lectures on parenting to build some kind of foundation before the baby even comes.

Miguel even had his penthouse remodeled to extend and add a new room to make a top-notch nursery. he wants the best for you and the baby.

when you're close to being due, he's not going to let you do anything by yourself. by then, you should have plenty of mid wives to help you with anything you need.

when your water breaks, especially while he's on a mission, he's definitely dropping whatever he's doing to come to you.

while you're trying to push, he's beside you and holing your hand. he's also coaching you through it all in a nice, sweet tone.

when the baby is born, he tries his best not to cry...but it happens.

just him seeing and holding a cute and precious little child, just brings him to tears.

"Welcome to the world little one" Miguel says softly to the baby, gently rubbing their cheek with his finger. "I promise to protect you. whatever it takes."

©𝐘𝐀𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐀— Any sign/evidence of plagiarism made from outside this name will be dealt with by whatever means necessary. Legal action may occur if non fanfiction works are plagiarized.

#miguel ohara #miguel ohara x reader #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x reader #spiderman #spiderman x reader #spider man 2099 #spider man: across the spider verse #hobie brown #miles x y/n #miles molares x reader #marvel x y/n #marvel x black!reader #marvel headcanons #spiderverse x reader #spiderverse x y/n #spiderverse spoilers #marvel x reader #black writers #black fanfiction #black fanfic writer

[price45]

Miles morales x reader PT 2

The Next Day

* you were swinging to miles room , and you saw him sitting on his bed with the Gwen drawing he did *

Miles : hey Y/n. * He said with a sad tone *

You : hey miles

Miles : what are you doing here

You : I wanted to apologize to you and Gwen

Miles : well you can't she's gone

You : I'm really sorry for what I said

Miles: why did you say it anyway

You : well , here we go , I really like you miles , like more than friends

Miles : oh , well I'm sorry

You : why , you say that

Miles : I don't like you In that way

* You felt a pain in your heart , and you started to cry , but you turned away , not wanting miles to see you cry , so started to walk to the window*

Miles : Y/n I'm sorry , I hope we're still friends , and I forgive you

* you didn't say anything. *

Miles : See you at school tomorrow

You : yeah

* And with that you swinging all the way home crying , you made it to your room , took off your suit , and start to trash your room , and you layed on the floor , until you see a box , and you walk to it and it says *

You in

* You open it and it's a time machine to travel to other universe's , then you wrote a note for your parents, friends , and miles , then before you put it on , you looked out your window and then back to the watch *

* I think it's best if I leave , you thought , so you put on the watch and it opened up an portal so you went through the portal *

Miles Pov

* I was just getting ready for school , then my mom came into my room with a letter. *

Me : what's this

Mom : Just read it , okay , she really did like you alot miles

* I didn't know what she meant , so I decided to read the note *

They Miles I know your probably still mad at me but it's fine , I decided that I think it's best if I leave , um yeah so I hope you find Gwen and this is a goodbye Miles , I don't know if I can say my best friend anymore because it just hurts , to know that I was a friend to you , and I felt different, but everything is going to be different , in every other universe ( Y/n ) falls for spider Man , but she is always a friend to him , so I decided to just leave. I'm going to get in your way , see ya SPIDER Man

Me : what have I done

#miles molares x reader

[subtly-a-selkie]

Miles Morales X Reader 

This was supposed to be a cute little fluff piece and I'm not too sure how I did making it so. Its not my best work and because of that I've put off posting it, I'm sure someone will enjoy it though so I've decided to post just for them. :)

Word Count: a little less than 500

Warnings: bad spanish that might actually be Italian at some points

He really didn't expect you to be in his room. Not that you weren't often in his room, you just weren't often there at two am uninvited. You on the other hand found it absolutely hilarious that his reaction to you spinning around in his chair to greet him was to jump so high he touched the ceiling. You both found it extremely less funny that he stuck there.

"What the actual heck Miles."

"Adrenaline?"

"I don't think adrenaline makes you stick to walls."

"But we don't know that it doesn't." 

"Sureeeee, and dimension traveling is completely possible."

Miles drops off of the ceiling, internal grimacing at your words. It is but you don't know that.

 You slide out of the chair and sigh dramatically causing Miles to furrow his brow worriedly. "Mi amor? Are you alright?" 

"No." You say attempting to sig upright and hitting your head against the chair. "Goddammit!" Miles starts to try and help you but you hold your palm out stopping him.

"You never tell me anything anymore Miles." 

"I'm sorry amor, I- I just can't tell you." You stand up, a little hurt by his words and he frowns. "You're not going home are you?"

"Does it seem like I'm going to stay here?"

"Its two in the morning you can't be out that late. It's dangerous." he says, his frown deepening.

"And you weren't out that late?"

"Thats different." 

You sigh, it turning into a yawn halfway through.

"See! You're much too tired." He holds his arms out and you narrow your eyes at him.

"No." You grumble. 

"What do I need to do so you don't go out into dark alleyways at two in the morning." He says wrapping his arms around you.

"Not lie to me." You pull away slightly to stare him in the eyes. "You're not getting into fights are you?"

"Uh." He says, being Spiderman doesn't count in your question right? "No I'm not."

"Mm. Okay." you say burying your face into the crook of his neck. "Your going to have to tell me eventually though."

"I know mi amor. It's not that I don't want to. I just want to keep you safe." He lifts you easily thanks to his super strength and tries to place you down on his bed but you cling onto him tighter.

"That sounds an awful lot like it translates into 'I'm getting into fights'"

"Touché."

"And don't think I'm just going to forget that you stuck to the ceiling. I'll want an answer for that in the morning."

You're asleep before he can respond and he's left alone with his thoughts. To be honest its just luck that you haven't figured it out yet, lucky that he already changed into pajamas, lucky he didn't come in through the window, lucky that you're so forgiving, lucky that you were too tired to connect Spiderman sticking to walls with his own. He'll tell you in the morning he thinks.

#miles molares x reader #miles molares #spiderman #spiderman into the spiderverse #into the spider verse #spiderman into the verse #spider gwen #gwen stacy #peter parker #kingpin #the best spiderman

[glitterypinkconverse]

─ ⊹ ⊱ IN THE HEAT OF IT ALL

e-42!miles x fem!reader

summary after having an argument with miles, you get mad as to why he always brings up your plushies while you guys are arguing. so, you threw them all away.

request by @friedturtlewhispers ! i accidentally posted this without writing actual story, so sorry your request got deleted 😭

a/n this is a continuation of the 42!miles headcanon from these headcanons! i’m a sucker for angst so ofc i has to write this 🤷‍♀️

warnings angst to fluff, cursing

“Ma, you’re the one who sleeps with stuffed animals at night.”

You two have been fighting over God knows what for at least 30 minutes, and whenever he brought up the fact that you sleep with stuffed animals at night pisses you off. You scoffed, stuck your middle finger up at him, and went to his doorway.

“Fuck you, Miles.” That was all you said before you walked out of his bedroom, and out his apartment door.

New York at night was chilly, so as you left the building you silently cursed to yourself. You forgot your jacket again, as it was hot during the day but then it cooled down. Luckily, your apartment building was only a block away, so it wasn’t that bad of a walk.

His words still rang through your head. That was his only comeback nowadays ever since he found out. You thought he hated it, for how much he teased you about sleeping with the stuffed animals. But secretly, though he would never admit it, he found it cute that you do. It made him happy seeing you happy, although you weren’t feeling it right now.

You thought actually sleeping with them bothered him, so as your mind was overflowing with rage, you did the petty thing.

You threw them all away.

Well, not really. You just stuffed them all in a bag and put it in your closet. But, it felt like you did because your once overfilled bed was now empty, the only thing on it was your clothes, pillows, and obvious blankets.

Your phone was blowing from texts and calls from Miles. You looked over at it and rolled your eyes. You put your phone on do not disturb, charged it, and then got in bed. All you needed right now was some rest, so you closed your eyes and tried to fall asleep. Though, it was hard without at least one thing to hold.

Miles on the other hand, was freaking out. He was pacing around his room angrily, you guys never ended on bad terms. You would always make up, because he knew how important it was for you to have closure. He wanted to make this relationship work, and right now he felt like he was failing it.

“Pick up the phone, Y/N,” he mumbled, silently cursing everytime it went straight to voicemail. He groaned and left his room, saying a quick goodbye to his mom before leaving the apartment.

He walked, practically ran to your apartment where he barged in because you forgot to lock the door. Your parents were out on a work trip right now, so he reminded himself to scold you later on this. But for now, his only priority was to set things right and make it up to you.

He slowly opened your bedroom door, from the light being off he figured you were asleep. That was all until you turned around to look at the light that was entering your room, and groaned when you saw Miles standing in your doorway. “Fuck off.”

He scoffed and made his way towards you, “That’s no way to talk to me, now is it?” He joked, though you weren’t having it.

“What the hell are you doing here, Miles.” You turned away from him, so he couldn’t see the anger that was still looming on your face.

“Whatchu think I’m here for? I’m here to make it up to you. We’re not leaving on bad terms, and I swear by that.”

You didn’t respond, and that left Miles quiet. He observed the position you were in, and noticed your bed looked different.

“Ma, where’s all your stuffed animals?” He asked, concern in his voice. He shuffled around your bed, looking over you and looking at the end of your bed.

“Gone,” you mumbled. He paused in his tracks, looking over at you even though you couldn’t see him. Your back was facing the wall, so he immediately turned you around to face him.

“Fuck you mean gone?”

“I mean, gone, Miles. Like, they’re not here.” He was shocked, you loved those things more than anything. He looked around your room, for any sign of them.

None.

“I’ll be right back,” he mumbled before hurrying out of the room. You rolled your eyes and turned around in your bed again, feeling slightly bad that you lied to him.

However, Miles was going to the nearest store to get you something. He walked down the aisles of the store, searching for the perfect plushie. He grimaced at all of them, as they all looked unintentionally creepy. He decided on a pink teddy bear, as it looked the most tame and he knew how much you liked teddy bears. He went up to the register and paid for it, then rushed back to your apartment.

You were almost asleep when he barged in once again and sat on your bed. “Turn around.” When you didn’t, he turned you around himself and what you saw in his hands shocked you.

You sat up to face him, you didn’t expect him to buy you a teddy bear. You took it from his hands, admiring it slightly. “I’m sorry, Y/N. Y’know, I actually find it cute how you sleep with these.” You looked up at him and smiled, then fell into his arms.

“It’s alright, I guess. Thanks for the bear,” he hummed in response, to which you continued, “there’s a bag in my closet, do you think you can get it?” He pulled away slightly and raised an eyebrow at you, watching as you giggled against his chest.

He peeled away from you and walked to your closet, silently cursing when he saw the bag full of stuffed animals. “You’re full of shit, y’know that right?”

You laughed as he threw the bag at you, you throwing one of your pillows back at him in response. “You loooove me though.”

He walked back to your bed and put the pillow you threw at him back on the bed, and laid down with you. “You got one thing right,” he said as you adjusted in his arms.

“Oh, and also, don’t forget to lock your door. Can’t let anyone taking m’ girl away.”

“Go to sleep, Miles.”

TAGS ↣ @xx-all-purpose-nerd-xx

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[daydreamvalley]

Miguel O’Hara reimagined in my mind

#Miguel O’Hara is a lifestyle. A state of being & consciousness. #miguel spiderverse #atsv #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o'hara #spiderman 2099 #spiderman atsv #comics #marvel comics #miguel o’hara fanart #miles molares #lyla spiderverse #gwen stacy #atsv miguel #miguel o’hara imagine #miguel o’hara smut #ocs #fanfic aesthetic #atsv fanart #spider man 2099 x reader

[rahhhbananas]

✭ ✭ ✭ 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐎𝐍 ✭ ✭ ✭ ft. a lot of characters

summary. Y/n is very protective of his son (aka Spider Plush).

warning(s). He/Him pronouns, foul language, Hobie is a major bully

a/n. Y/n and Spider-Plush are the new Miguel and Lego Spider-Man

“He is a person! And you will treat him that way!”

The voice of Y/n welcomed the newly woken society. It was around 7 am, and a commotion had begun in Miguel’s office. As the sun lazily illuminated the sky, Miles groggily made his way towards Miguel's office, attempting to rub the sleep from his eyes. He couldn't fathom why there was such a commotion at this early hour. "Why is there so much yelling? It's 7 in the morning...!" he groaned, his voice laced with exhaustion. Miles walked through the door, greeting Gwen and Peter B. who were watching the scene amused. Miles looked to see Y/n in a heated debate with both Miguel and Hobie, although it was mostly Hobie, Miguel was sitting down, trying to sooth an incoming migraine.

Pavitr stood at Y/n’s side, cradling a….Spider-Man…plushie? “What is going on here..” Miles who was now wide awake stared at the situation, looking at Gwen for answers. Gwen responded with a chuckle “Get this…their arguing because Hobie skipped Spider-Plush in line for breakfast.” Gwen managed to say between fits of laughter. Miles gave Gwen a look “So, he doesn’t believe in consistency and he doesn’t believe in manners?” Miles watched Y/n, who looked like he was on the brink of committing murder, due to Hobie’s nonchalant face. Peter chimed in, catching a swinging Mayday “I don’t think he did it to be rude. Maybe because he likes getting on Y/n’s nerves,”

Jess who just walked in looked at Peter, “This early morning air finally gave you a brain?” She walked towards Miguel, handing him water and probably a headache pill. Miguel thanked Jess, looking up at the continuing argument. “Yeah..and how did Pavitr get into all this?” Miles questioned, Gwen laughed, for what seemed to be the 4th time “That’s even funnier! He’s trying to take Hobie to court,” Miles smiled, seeing the obvious amusement in the situation “Yeah, somehow he’s got a diploma in that stuff.” Jess chimed in from the computer.

“That’s not the fucking point, Hobart! My son deserves respect! You’ve made him cry!” Y/n gestures to the “crying” plushie, and Pavitr who’s nodding in agreement. Hobie scoffed “Cryin? He’s got a tear sticker on ‘is face! You’ve got yourself fooled!”. This was Miguel’s last straw, he finally flipped the table, literally, sending everything flying— including the cup of water, that Spider-Plush was now drowned in. Gasp filled the small crowd, the laughter coming to a halt to stare at Y/n who was breathing heavily, trying to calm down.

Y/n slowly turned, looking at the soaked Spider-Plush. The plush squeaked, comical tears spewing from its large eyes. Y/n turned to Miguel and Hobie— the latter raised his hands, in a attempt to prove his innocence, he instead pointed to the leader who sported a small bead of sweat, his posture straightened “Umm, that was an accident- I was trying to de-escalate the situation. My anger over took…” Y/n pounced on Miguel, not letting him finish his sentence. Miguel tried to pull the other off his face, stumbling around while knocking things over.

“I-it was an accident!”

“YOU HORRIBLE PERSON!”

“GAAH! WHERE DID THESE CLAWS COME FROM?”

“DON’T….WORRY ABOUT IT!”

“JESSGETHIMOFFME!”

“Sorry, Miguel. I’m not getting into this fight.”

“APOLOGIZE OR SUFFER!”

“AHHHH!”

The crowd watched in silence as Miguel walked out with a bucket on his head, drenched in water. Y/n, on the other hand, walked out cradling his son, the plush wrapped in a towel, Y/n cooed trying to calm down the squeaks emitting from the plushie. Y/n walks up to the group, staring directly at Hobie “Hobart. My lawyer will contact you.” Y/n pointed to Pavitr, and somehow the teen was in a suit. Hobie chuckled, “Fair enough.” Hobie looked at Gwen “Gwendy. Ya down to be my lawyer?” Gwen shook her head “Nope, your not dragging me into this.” Hobie sighed in defeat “Alrigh’ Miles, see ya in a suit on Tuesday.” Hobie shook said boys shoulders, before running off, leaving the boy no time to complain.

Y/n looked at his boyfriend, tutting his head “Fine. Miles. You wanna play that game? Helping my enemy!” Y/n groaned, pulling shades from seemingly nowhere, while also putting them on “I want my child support by Friday,” Y/n said, striding away, Pavitr shuffling after him, the stuff suit preventing him from running.

Meanwhile, Miles stood shocked “Child support? Wha…what is he talking about!” Gwen shook her head disapprovingly “Come on Miles, don’t play dumb, take responsibility.” She advised before departing, leaving Peter who shook his head as well “Don’t worry kid, we’ve all been there..” Peter smiles, before joining the rest.

“Wha- what are you guys talking about!”

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Just something I think people that write for ATSV should watch

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[lovelybrooke]

Hi!!!

I love your platonic yandere spiderverse fics! Can you write about how the spiderkids (including Miguel) would feel if the reader has a s/o and they've been a bit distant because of how much time they've been spending with them? (P.s reader never told them that they have a s/o) Would they get jealous or overprotective? can you also do this in headcanons with a short scenario please?

Hope you're doing okay, and please take your time! no rush!💗💗

reader having a secret partner (Yandere spiderverse x reader).

I'm trying a different format with this so go easy on me.

Miguel:

Miguel is devastated. He's one of those dads that's "not mad, just disappointed." He wished you would've told him, but deep down, he knows that if you did, he would've forced you away from your partner. Miguel will try and make you see the situation from his side, even though he's unable to see why you would hide this from him.

You'll probably be "grounded" regardless of your age, and eventually your partner will stop showing up to headquarters, for whatever reason.

"Why did you have to lie to me?! If you would've told me, I would've been fine with it. Don't scoff at me!"

Miles:

Miles probably learns about your partner when you stop hanging out with him and the others as much. Unlike the others, Miles doesn't resent you for it, he understands and actually makes the attempt to become their friend. However, that doesn't mean he isn't subtly manipulating you. Miles will exaggerate any negative attribute about your partner to make you see things from his perspective.

It's hard not to side with Miles when he's such a good guy. Why would he ever lie to you.

"I swear I saw them taking money from your wallet! Why was I watching them? I'm just worried, y'know, I want to make sure they're good enough for you."

Qwen

Qwen is super jealous. She is constantly side eying and questioning any decision your partner makes. Like they could literally just cough and Qwen's trying to make you believe they're carrying a deadly disease. But most of all, she's sad you hid it from her. She's your best friend, why wouldn't you tell her. Like Miguel, she doesn't understand how her reaction would deter you from opening up to her.

She also tries to subtly guilt trip you as revenge for not telling her about your partner earlier.

"Come on (Y/N), they're a werido! You could do so much better than them, I'm telling you. What? I'm just being honest, that's what friends do. Not that you would understand...what?"

Pavitr

Pavitr along with Hobie is in the "I don't care as long as (Y/n)'s happy group." He also tries to become friends with your partner, since it makes you happy. Though, Pavitr does this thing where he inadvertently brags about how great of friends you are, which kind of makes your partner super uncomfortable.

There are moments when Pavitr will judge your partner for not knowing something about you, even though it's not a common fact.

"Oh, (Y/N) doesn't like food like that, it's too bland. I thought you knew that...hmm--I guess it's because I've been friends with them longer. Hey, don't beat yourself up over it, maybe one day you'll be just as close, though I doubt it's possible."

Hobie:

Hobie doesn't care that much, he just wants you to be happy and doesn't want to control you. Unlike Miles and Pavitr, he doesn't try to be friends with your partner, but does send subtle jabs their way about their personality and such. Like Qwen, he internally hates that you didn't tell him, but understands why not. Ultimately, he just wants you to stay safe.

Though, he does take this as an opportunity to tell you how much better he is than the others at being your friend.

"I'm happy you're happy, (Y/N). I know the others are upset at you for hiding them, but I understand. As long as you're safe, that's all that matters. If they hurt you though, you tell me right away, alright?"

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A/n: Sorry if this was short.

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[brbzonedout]

I need inspiration so i’m taking requests!!

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[lostamongthestarz]

Spiderverse Masterlist

Miguel O'Hara

Miguel helping Young! trans-spider-person reader (PLATONIC)

Miguel x Single Parent/dad reader (ROMANTIC)

Basic Miguel x Trans!male reader headcanons (ROMANTIC)

Miguel O'Hara x trans!male reader suffering from body dysmorphia headcanons (ROMANTIC)

Miguel with a Boyfriend who defends miles

Miguel O'Hara with a protective/semi-jealous s/o (ROMANTIC)

Miguel helping reader with T-shots (ROMANTIC)

Miguel Basic Platonic Headcanons with a young trans-Spider-reader

Miguel when his boyfriend gets caught in the crossfire or gets hurt (ROMANTIC)

Miguel with A boyfriend who's his Black cat

Miguel when Young! trans-spider reader sides with miles (PLATONIC)

Miguel with a Stressed!trans male reader (ROMANTIC)

Miguel when the reader gets misgendered (ROMANTIC)

Miles morales

Basic Dating headcanons for Miles (ROMANTIC)

Binder breaks reminders with Miles (ROMANTIC)

Miles comfort for when reader deals with gender dysphoria (ROMANTIC)

Spider-Noir

Spider-Noir x trans!male reader headcanons &lt;3(ROMANTIC)

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[yoonavii]

𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐄

Chapter one

Paring: Miguel x F! Reader

Warnings: violence

A/n: want to read the chapters early? Read from my wattpad. It’s yayoona26

Story description: Distraught from the love betrayal your boyfriend bestowed upon you back on earth -929, you decided to destroy and tamper with his long life work of gear and experiments at Alchemax to get back a him. As you execute your revenge attempt, you came across green-like injections you used to take known as Rapture, and immediately relapsed. But unknowingly as you took multiple, you mistakenly injected one of your ex's rejected prototypes-an injection that can merge human DNA with animal DNA! Groaning and Stumbling as the prototype starts to kick in hard, you lean against a row of switches and buttons, soon setting them off and activating what looked like wormhole! Determined to leave everything behind now that you have no one and no where to live due to the break up, you took the risk and jumped in, not caring what you may get yourself into...

And oh how much you wish you never jumped in and met...

Him.

Tonight was the night you finally understood why people feared silence. Silence can kill you faster than words itself. Especially if you’re at Alchemax. Although the company was well known for its accomplishments in society as well as for the government, it had many faults from within. Liars, cheaters, addicts, the list goes on. In the past you could say that you never knew a colleague in the Research and development department that would fit those titles…but recently, your now ex boyfriend happens to fit all three. Your heart still aches from the recent betrayal, the sharp sting of deception lingering in your thoughts. As you recall the once inseparable bond you shared with him, images of stolen glances and secret smiles come flooding back, now tainted by the painful realization of his infidelity. The wounds of his betrayal are raw, fueling your determination for revenge. The cheater wasted years of your time. Instead of dealing with him, you could’ve been putting more time and effort in your own personal projects and discoveries.

  The building’s AC vents hummed and whined loudly as you walked down the hall with swiftness, soon making a sharp turn down the next hall. ‘You waste my time? Fine.’ You mumbled as you then made it to his lab, walking in. ‘Though, it’s only fair if I return the favor.... .hopefully I make you just as pissed off as I am. if not worse.’ 

As you step into the dimly lit laboratory, the air is heavy with the scent of chemicals and a faint hum of machinery fills the room. Glass beakers and vials line the shelves, containing vibrant liquids of various hues, their contents shimmering under the soft glow of overhead lights. Countless scientific instruments are scattered across the countertops, bearing witness to countless experiments he conducted within these walls. Just seeing such things angered you to the core—even more so that most of his equipment was organized and for the most part clean. Although he was scientifically intelligent, he had issues with cleaning on his own, hence, that's where you come in. You'd help him clean and organize his things just to help him out a bit since he works extreme long hours. But…you haven’t done so for a month. and he never cleans it on his own….

Oh….it was her.

 Overwhelming emotions surge through your veins, fueling a tempest within you. Anguish and anger intertwine as you find yourself standing in the heart of his lab, surrounded by the remnants of your shattered relationship. With each deliberate motion, you unleash your wrath upon his work. Glass shatters, equipment topples, and papers are torn apart, mirroring the shattered fragments of your heart. Amidst the chaos of the lab, your eyes lock onto a familiar jar of pills on a shelf labeled "Rapture." Its appearance triggers a wave of conflicting emotions. Memories of euphoria and bliss clash with the bitter aftermath of addiction. The pill represents both escape and danger, promising a respite from the pain of life while ensnaring you in its alluring grip.

 Taking a deep sigh, you untwist the jar and put your hand in, pulling a few out to take. But whilst of this, your eyes catch a glimpse of a vial tucked away in a forgotten corner. Intrigued by this, you went over towards it and opened its lid to see what was inside. It was an enigmatic pill of iridescent black that seemed to pulsate with an otherworldly energy. Unknowingly to you, this mysterious pill holds a sinister secret, ready to unleash its transformative power upon an unsuspecting host. “Eh…It shouldn’t be that bad. Maybe it’s a stronger dosage of rapture?”  You questioned yourself as you then gave it a try. As you chewed it down and took a hard swallow, an irreversible alteration began to take hold, merging the strands of your human DNA with that of a spider, bestowing upon you both wonders and perils. 

As the pill dissolves, the side effects follow suit.The effects of the unknown drug ripple through your body like an electric surge, an amalgamation of humanity and arachnid intricately become as one. You experience a heightened awareness of your surroundings, perceiving minute details with newfound precision. Your senses are both heightened and distorted, as the world becomes a symphony of sensations. The tingling of delicate spinnerets beneath your skin hints at the profound changes coursing through your veins. “What the…hell..is going on with…me” you groaned as you then stumbled forward bumping into something hard. You look up to see what it was and immediately back away.

It was the mistress.

you find yourself face to face with the mistress—the source of your pain and humiliation. There's something unsettling about her ease within the lab, as if she belongs there despite being a recent addition. Suspicion hangs in the air like a toxic cloud, intensifying your growing anger. “Well, well, well, look who we have here.” She said “I must say, I'm quite surprised to see you in the lab. I thought my new boyfriend made it quite clear that you’re banned from entering his lab.” Her words cut through the haze, taunting and antagonizing you with a cold, calculated precision. The weight of her accusations—assuming you knew of your banishment and claiming your relationship title—fills you with a mix of confusion, rage, and a nagging sense of truth. Driven by a potent blend of anger and the determination to reclaim your power, you push back against her taunts. You have to. “Banned or not, I won't let you and your deceit go under wraps!” You growled “You crossed the line!”  The woman smirks at your response “oh how noble of you. But do you honestly think you stand a chance against me? You’re just a jilted ex-lover with a grudge.” 

Fueled by adrenaline and anger, you grab the woman’s hair, yanking her backward. She shrieks in pain and fury “how dare you!” She hissed, as she swung her arms, attempting to free herself from your grip. “You’ll regret putting your hands on me!” A fierce struggle ensues as you continue holding onto the hair, refusing to let go. You both grapple with each other, bodies twisting and turning in a desperate dance of dominance. The lab echoes with grunts and the sound of scuffling feet.

With a surge of strength, the mistress retaliates, pushing against your chest and causing you to stumble backward. The force propels you greatly, your back slamming against the cold, hard wall. Pain shoots through your body. you try to summon the strength to retaliate, but your body refuses to cooperate. Helplessness washes over you, yet defiance glimmers in your eyes. The mistress, reveling in her moment of triumph, looks down at you with a wicked smile curling upon her lips as she messes with something resembling a watch. Her eyes gleam with a mix of amusement and sadistic pleasure, relishing in your suffering. “Do you know what’s interesting?” She spoke again “Parallel earths. Each with its own lives and possibilities. It’s a shame you won’t live long enough to explore each one.” 

Although your face contorted with pain, you managed a defiant smile. With a flicker of determination, you gather what little strength you had left and summon a mixture of saliva and blood in your mouth. With a forceful expulsion, you spit at the mistress’s face, the vile mixture finding its mark. “You may have your way now…” you said, voice strained yet filled with defiance “but not forever. I'm guessing you’re sending me to one? Do it. Anywhere else is better than this place. And I’ll live you idiot…and when I do, I’ll find a man that will stand by me and be my true ride or die.” The spit dribbles down the mistress’s face, a mixture of disgust and fury contorting her features. She wipes it away with a sneer, momentarily thrown off balance by the unexpected act of defiance. “You think love can save you? You’re delusional. I’m sending you to a place where love will be a distant memory, where nobody will find you or care about you.” You laugh loudly, despite the pain. “No you’re delusional becky.” You snapped back “Love has a way of finding its path even in the darkest corners. I will find a man, no, husband who will love me ten times better than the one that loves you!” laughter echoes through the lab, a testament to your resilience and unwavering spirit. Though battered and broken, you refused to succumb to the mistress’s cruel intentions. 

Suddenly in the midst of it all, a vivid orange hex portal materializes before you. Its pulsating energy casts an eerie glow, beckoning with the promise of an unknown destination. As the portal crackles with otherworldly energy, the mistress kicks you forcefully, propelling your body into the swirling vortex. Time seems to slow down as you hurtle through, a primal scream escaping your lips. Your body tumbles and spins uncontrollably, carried by the unseen forces within the portal. The surroundings blur, colors blending together in a disorienting whirlwind. Fear grips your heart tremendously, and your mind races with thoughts of uncertainty and the unknown.

————-

As fate would have it, your death fall was abruptly halted as you crashed into a vast, towering heap of refuse. The impact reverberates through your body, leaving you momentarily disoriented and gasping for air. Slowly, you pull yourself out from the jumble of discarded items, wincing at the discomfort and the stench that fills the air. “Ah…what is this?… Am I dead?..” you thought. The stench of decay and filth fills the air, assaulting your senses by the second. Disgusted, you immediately get up, brushing off any debris on yourself whilst scanning your surroundings. Before you stretch a bustling, futuristic cityscape, its towering skyscrapers reach toward the sky. Neon lights cast an otherworldly glow upon the sleek and streamlined architecture, creating a mesmerizing tapestry of colors and reflections. The city hums with energy, its streets filled with a constant flow of people, hover cars zipping through the air, and holographic displays illuminating the busy sidewalks. 

“This…this is amazing—”

Soon enough your senses are abruptly assaulted by a chilling scene unfolding before your eyes. A hooded figure, consumed by darkness, viciously takes the life of a helpless woman just steps away from you. Shock freezes you in place as a spray of crimson blood splatters across your face, an indelible mark of the horrific act. As the murderer turns his gaze upon you, his eyes filled with menace and realization, panic courses through your veins. Without a moment’s hesitation, he flees into the labyrinthine streets, leaving you alone with your shock and horror. Trembling and disoriented, you collapse to the ground, drawn to the lifeless body of the woman. 

Desperate for help, you cry out into the chaotic city, your voice a plea drowned in the cacophony of futuristic existence. The bustling crowd rushes past, oblivious to your distress, as if you were a ghost in their midst. Tears stream down your face as the weight of solitude bears down upon you, compounding the tragedy unfolding before your eyes.As your gaze falls upon the lifeless face of the woman, recognition sets in like a lightning bolt. It’s you, a mirror image from another Earth, a chilling realization that confirms the existence of alternate dimensions you once theorized. Thoughts race through your mind, piecing together fragments of understanding amidst the chaos. This city, this earth, holds secrets, mysteries, and dangers beyond your wildest imagination. You lift your gaze to the sky, searching for any trace of the hex portal that had whisked you away from the lab, but it vanished without a trace. Frustration mingles with the lingering shock of the gruesome scene before you. As you lean closer to the doppelgänger’s disfigured face, a mixture of sorrow and fear grips your heart. The brutality of her demise is etched upon her features, a haunting reminder of the evil that exists within this parallel world. Questions swirl in your mind, seeking answers to the inexplicable. Why was she killed? Was it a case of mistaken identity or something more sinister? A theory begins to take shape, drawing connections between the murder and your cheating ex-boyfriend from your own world. Could he too have a doppelgänger in this new reality, and is he the one responsible for the violence that unfolded?

Amidst the chaos and confusion, a daring plan forms in your mind. This unexpected convergence of fate offers you a chance at a fresh start, an opportunity to assume the identity of your deceased doppelgänger. With a mixture of apprehension and resolve, you carefully collect her personal belongings, aware of the risk and the weight of this decision. Counting to three, you summon the strength to  drag the lifeless body, your doppelgänger, away from the alley. Your eyes scan the surroundings until they land upon a dump truck in the distance, its occupants oblivious to your presence. Acting swiftly, you drag her to the back of the truck and toss her inside as one of the truck doors opens. Taking cover within the safety of the alleyway, you watch as the truck’s machinery comes to life. The walls of the dump truck begin to oscillate, exerting immense force upon the contents within. The scene unfolds before your eyes, simultaneously gruesome and cathartic. The crushing power of the moving wall grinds the trash and the lifeless body together, erasing the evidence of your doppelgänger’s tragic demise. 

“Rest in peace y/n…” you whispered

As the truck drives away, carrying the remnants of a life extinguished, you’re left with a mix of relief and trepidation. With trembling hands, you clutch the doppelgänger’s phone, your curiosity piqued by the secrets it holds. You gaze at the locked screen, a selfie of your oppelgänger and a handsome man, their smiles filled with genuine happiness. A pang of longing stirs within you as you realize that her doppelgänger had shared a deep connection with this mysterious man. “So, she had someone special in her life too. That’s good” you whispered, a wistful smile forming. 

As you bypass the phone’s security with facial recognition, your heart quickens with anticipation. The screen lights up, revealing a series of recent text messages. Your eyes widen as she scans the name at the top of the screen—Miguel. Intrigued, you tap on the name, delving into a private world of intimate and flirtatious conversations. “Oh my…these messages are…something” you claimed, voice tinged with excitement. Your cheeks flush with a mix of embarrassment and intrigue as you read the playful exchanges, the hidden desires, and the promises of passion. Each message carries a hint of intimacy that ignites a flicker of longing within your own heart. It’s a tantalizing glimpse into the doppelgänger’s romantic escapades, and you can’t help but feel a surge of curiosity and a twinge of envy.

“Miguel…” you whisper to yourself, now going through her doppelgänger’s personal notes in her phone “I wonder what kind of person you are.”

©𝐘𝐀𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐀— Any sign/evidence of plagiarism made from outside this name will be dealt with by whatever means necessary. Legal action may occur if non fanfiction works are plagiarized.

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[whoreish-behaviour]

not my art!

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What Doja said-

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[bluenotes75]

Trust

Miles Morales ! 42 x Fem ! Reader Synopsis : ''I messed up princesa, I messed up bad.'' wc : 1,6k Warnings : spoilder for atsv, angst, THEY ARE AROUND 19 YEARS OLD, possessiveness, this is angst but like good one, no proofread, what I could remember from my spanish class 3 years ago. pt.1 - pt.2 - pt.3

You glanced at your phone for the hundredth time this minute.

Still no sign of life from Miles.

You were worried, more than you should as you had seen him for the last time the previous day. Yet, you were used to texting your boyfriend every day. It was now nighttime and he had not answered any of your messages. You scrutinized with a frown the last texts you had sent him. He had left you on read.

Miles never left you on read.

Well, he did but only for two reasons. First, when he was mad at you. Thus the first contradiction because the boy was rarely mad at you. Even if he was, he would always confront you directly and talk things out. He hated being on bad terms with you. Life was already rough without you by his side and he wouldn't let anything strip him of any quality time with his girl.

The other situation was is… street activities with his uncle. He used to disappear for days without telling you why, convincing you to not get concerned about him. However, after that one night when you yelled at him, crying, for worrying to death after he ghosted you for two days straight, he promise to always send a quick message to tell you when he would get really busy.

So as you sat on your bed, plunged in the darkness of your room, you knew that none of these cases applied to the current situation. You two hadn't fought and he hadn't told you anything about his prowler activities. Well, nothing that you knew of, which left you insanely troubled.

Your last words together were when he left for a party the previous night. You were supposed to go with him but dropped at the last minute because your mother felt sick. You preferred staying by her side, making sure she get better. At first, Morales wanted to stay with you and spend the night at yours, but you refused. You couldn't remember the last time he got to catch a breath and just enjoyed life like the young man he was. He was always either hanging out with you - making sure you were safe by the same occasion- or working with his uncle. So like the good girlfriend you were, you convinced him to go to the party without you. You just wanted him to have fun and even though he was reluctant, he couldn't say no to you.

Since then you had heard nothing from his side. It was already far in the night and you should be sleeping, but you couldn't close an eye.

At this point, you were contemplating directly calling his mother or even his friends. But you knew Miles despised you talking to other guys. Even if they were his own friends.

Your train of thought was suddenly interrupted by a bang on your window. You jumped at the sound and gawked when you catch sight of the boy tormenting your thoughts out of the corner of your eyes.

You hurried up and opened the window for him and he stumbled inside your room looking…awful. You could see the dark circles painted under his eyes and the frown settled on his forehead. Before you could say anything, he clenched his jaw and wrapped his arms around your waist, dragging your body to his. He pressed your bodies tightly against each other, leaving no room for anything else and the heat of your skin warmed the iciness of his.

You were left speechless as he leaned down and nestled his face on your chest. This sudden display of physical affection was unusual from your Miles. You were the one initiating the cuddles, the kisses, the hand-holding. So you couldn't help your heart from fluttering at this new attention. However, the feeling quickly vanished as you remembered the context. Your worry came back like a slap on your cheek.

“My love, what's going on ?” you broke the silence and wrapped your arms around his neck to hug him back, sensing that he needed it.

You received the silence treatment.

“Miles,” you frowned and leaned back to look at his face, only for him to stop you by tightening his arms around the low of your back.

“You haven't answered any of my texts since yesterday, what happened? Is it your uncle? You can talk to me. ”

He took a deep breath against your skin but still left you with no explanation, which made you upset.

“Miles, you can't just disappear for a whole day and come back as if it was nothing !”

“Lo siento Mami, I messed up,” his pained voice came out muffled by your shirt. You scowled at his words. ‘uh ?’

“What do you mean ?”

''m' so sorry. I messed up princesa. I messed up bad.''

You moved your hand to his hair to caress it and comfort him.

''What did you do ?''

''I-don't make me say it.''

Whatever he has done had to be really bad for him to be that panicked. You could definitely tell that it had been eating him all day.

''Tell me,''

''….I messed up last night, because of another girl.''

As soon as the words escaped his mouth, your hand froze in his hair. All the worries slipped out of your body as your blood ran cold. This couldn't be what you thought right?

''W-what ?''

''I kissed another girl.''

There it was.

Your hands fell to your side as your heart dropped. This was the last thing you could have ever imagined. You took a shaky breath trying to process the wave of emotions that invaded you, but your stare was already lost in the wall facing you.

Sensing your lack of reaction, Miles leaned back to look at you.

''You don't know how much I regret it-''

''Let go of me.''

The boy tensed in your arm at the unusual coldness of your voice.

“No mami, let me explain-”

“Let me go !” This time you yelled.

You thought back to all his possessiveness. Him not letting you talk to your guy friends. You thought back to these sleepless nights you spend worrying about this safety, just like tonight. To all these efforts you pulled to break the wall he build around him after the loss of his father.

All that for him to fumble and betray you in the end.

You felt your eyes water but you refused to cry in front of him. He couldn't see you weak. He couldn't see how much he had wounded you.

“Get out,”

“I won't, you can't end us.”

“What?'' You scoffed at his nerve. ''You ended us the moment you prioritized having fun over our relationship. Get out !”

Yet, he stayed still.

And that's all it took for you to lose it. He didn't have enough of betraying you, now he had to stay and insensitively watch you break down. He was a mess on the inside. He had never seen you this upset, and he loathed himself for being the cause of it.

“How could you do this to me !” Tears rolled down your cheeks.

There, you had failed to maintain your facade and Miles watched in horror as you fell apart in front of him. Through your blurry sight, you didn't notice that he was also crying. He stood there, towering over you, eaten up by remorse. He was supposed to protect you. He had accepted the prowler job to protect both you and his mother, but he had done the total opposite.

But he couldn't bear to lose you.

He let go of your waist and wrapped his fingers around your wrists to stop you. You tried to escape his hold but he was too strong.

“Querida, mirame por favor. I will make it up to you. I'll buy you everything you want. Tu eres mi mundo and you know-” he tried but you wouldn't hear anything.

“Who do you think I am? You can't buy me with money! Stop being selfish and leave !”

The boy tried to make eye contact with you but you looked sideways, taking deep breaths to calm down. You were overwhelmed with so many emotions that you didn't know what to feel anymore. However, you knew you couldn't bear to see him anymore.

For some reason, Miles seemed to catch the message as he finally let go of your hands and stepped back.

''I hope you can forgive me, mami.''

''Don't. I hate you. I wish I never met you.''

You spat those words purposely to hurt him. You didn't mean them at all. If anything, you still loved him as hard as before. Yet, when you noticed his hurt expression, it brought you a bit of consolation. It was tiny and it only lasted a second, but it was something.

You turned your back to him and eventually, you heard the window open and close behind you. Only then, you tumbled to your knees and let all of your tears fall, becoming a sobering mess in the silence of the room.

You had heard a lot about heartbreak. From your friends to your mother and even your aunt. What you didn't know was how aching it would be. Because even after he betrayed you, even after he made you feel like you weren't enough, you couldn't stop your heart from beating faster for Miles.

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