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im hurr u can send me as many requests as you’d like boo🫶🏽🫶🏽

how it feels having a great miles fic idea but not knowing if anyone's requests are open these days

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IM SORRY FOR THE SPANISH, ITWAS MY FIRST LANGUAGE BUT I HAVE FORGOTTEN EVERTHING SO I USED A TRANSLATOR

I- Uh- Sure!

1610!Miles Morales x Autistic!reader

Requested by and for @tiagems

Cw: fem implied, ignore the cringy ass title

His name is Miles Morales, he was bitten by a radioactive spider, and he’s in love with you.

The two of you never ever spoke, but the feeling was mutual. In class he’d sneak glances of you, praying you’d look at him and strike up a conversation, a QUIET conversation. At lunch, when Miles eating with Ganke and his other friends, you’d sneak looks at him and pray he never saw you in fear of embarrassing yourself

When Miles would answer questions in Physics class, you’d stare into his big-brown eyes, knowing he would never look away from his paper or the teachers eyes. When you would answer questions in class you got all nervous and jittery, but Miles adored you so much for it. Miles would analyze the way your lips moved, the way your voice sounded, your body language. Miles memorized a lot about you, possibly even everything.

When Miles would get home, he’d try to design a new spider-suit for himself on paper, but would keep getting frustrated with himself because he could only draw you out of muscle-memory. When you would get home, you’d listen to music and think about the countless times you could have spoken to him but blew it because you were overwhelmed, overstimulated, and anxious.

In the end, both of you were daydreaming about each other.

You thought this Tuesday would be a normal day, but you were incredibly incorrect. You see, today is the day Miles made plans to talk to you, and maybe even ask you out.

Running through the halls, Spanish text-books in hand, was you being 3 minutes late. Right behind you was Miles, who was also late, but he didn’t really care because he used skipped this class anyway. When you burst into the door, Miles came following after.

“Señor Morales y Señora [L/N], Otrasado otra vez? Quieres explicar por qué?” Ms. Sierra asked. “Errr..ehh..no..??” You replied in a unsure tone. Miles’ eyes widened and he whispered “sh” to you so that he could explain.

“Math’s on the other side of the campus so it took us long to get here, sorry.” He scratched the back of his neck, trying to sound genuine but he really just didn’t care, as long as it got you out of trouble.

You both scrambled to your seats, you’re head immediately being covered by your hands out of embarrassment. You just waited for the rest of this period to end.

After the time had passed, it was time for lunch. You planned on leaving school for 15 minutes to go out to a café and eat. When you arrived there it was none other than Miles Morales order food at the counter. You immediately turned your face away and covered it with your hand, inching to a table in the corner.

Fortunately yet unfortunately for you, Miles had noticed you walk in, he had noticed you cover your face, and he had notice you basically waddle to a table like a penguin. He took a deep breath before walking over to your table, causing your heart to jump.

“Hey, you’re the girl from first and third period, right?” He was asking like he didn’t already know. You silently nodded in response. He sat his food down on the table and pulled a chair out. “Is it okay if I sit with you?” God, his teeth were pearly white, and his smile was so pretty.

You snapped out of your daze and silently nodded.

“So um, I was..,” He sighed, swiping his hand over his face. “I was wondering if..If you..god this is hard.. if you wanna, you know, go out sometime..” Miles’ eyes were locked on his hands, tracing lines on the table. However, your eyes never left his, maybe thats why he was so nervous. You swore you could see electric streak of blue lightning in his pretty eyes.

But you had absolutely no idea how to answer him when the question actually hit you. Your eyes widened and your breathing quickened, your hands pat your pockets and your head turned frantically. You grabbed your phone from your bag and sat it down on the table, slowly but surely, sliding it towards Miles.

He tilted his head with a small “huh..?” until you finally spoke.

“Uh..uhm..mmm..Can I get your n-number.? YoucantypeitinbecauseItypeslowan-“ Miles smiled, letting out a small chuckle before he took the phone and put his contact in.

You took the phone back, smiling at him as you both sat in comfortable silence.

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It needs to be said.

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Candy Rain

requested by @itsparis-07

You and Miles stood across from each other, mouths full of water with a tortilla in one hand. Sitting down on the sofa was Margo recording, Hobie who had already managed to fall asleep, and Gwen and Pavitr bawling their eyes out watching Pocahontas.

You and Miles played rock-paper-scissors with your empty hands. You chose rock, He chose scissors.

You aimed your tortilla for his face and when you actually went to hit him with it the tortilla flew out of your hand and you spun around in a circle. Both of you choked on your water and fell to the floor laughing.

“You’re— hah— YOU’RE A FUCKING IDIOT—“ Miles choked out, wiping his teary eyes.

“YOU MOVED YOUR LONG ASS HEAD THATS WHY I MISSED” You defended yourself.

“NO NIGGA YOU JUST SUCK JUST ASS AT THIS GAME” Miles shout back.

You gripped the counter, grabbing some paper towels and cleaning up the water as well as throwing away the tortillas that had hit the floor.

Eventually everyone had fallen asleep, except for you and Miles because both of you decided that it would be okay to sit at the dinner table and eat chocolate and other sweets. It was at least three in the morning so you both had to be quiet, but the two of you were still at the table silently losing your shit over tik tok videos and old memories of primary school.

“Miles do you remember when we were walking up the fucking stairs at school and you tripped UP the stair n busted your fucking forehead on my shoe—“ And Miles practically started fucking DYING.

You guys were laughing so hard to the point where you both had to share an inhaler from shortness of breath.

It’s 4AM now, both of you were filming tik toks in your bedroom. The sugar had worn off mostly by now, so you both were getting tired. The speaker of your phone played “Beauty and a Beat” why both of you danced in smooth movements.

Then “Mirror” played, then “AEAO”, then “Uh huh”, so on so forth. The two if you had tired yourselves out completely from dancing so now you laid in bad next to each other, dozing off to sleep.

You were almost fully asleep before Miles spoke.

“Do you think we’ll be friends forever?” He asked drowsily.

“Mmm..we came this far then yeah, I guess so..”

“What if I don’t wanna be friends anymore.?” This made you sit up, lips down-turned and brows furrowed.

“Youn’ wanna be friend no more? Why?” You asked him.

“Because,” he sat up which his face was close to yours, “Because I think that maybe we could be a little more than friends..”

“Woahh, pause— So you sayin’ you wanna like— be together?” You asked and he hesitantly nodded. The silence between you two was unbearable so you went back to questioning him.

“You want me be your girlfriend?” And his eyes lit up like a puppy, he nodded profusely.

Your faced moved a little bit closer, the heat radiating off of you both was scorching.

You pecked Miles on the lips before quickly throwing the blanket over your head and saying goodnight. He just sat there in confusion, awe, embarrassment, etc.

“so I have a girlfriend now? yes!!” He whispered to himself, doing a victory dance.

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OH MY GOODNESS IVE COME ACROSS TTHIS REALLY REALLY CUTE IDEA FOR 1610!MILES OR 42!MILES. LIKE IMAGINE YOURE HAVING A XUTE MOMENT WOTH MILES AND YOU GUYS ARE "EXPLORING EACH OTHERS BODY". NOTHING SEXUAL OBVIOUSLY. BUT YOUR LIKE SHOWING EACHOTHERS SCARS/BEAUTYMARKS/BIRTHMARKS AND TELLING SMALL STORIES ABOUT THEM. IF YOU COULD DO THAT THAT WOULD BE AMAZINGG!!!<333

ALSO IS IT FINE IF I TAKE THE PLACE AS THE 🪼ANON??? IF YES THEN THANK YOUUU!! HAVE A LOVELY DAY/NOON/NUGHT AND DONT FORGET TO REST, DRINK WATER AND EATT 💗💗💗

Green Eyes

Here you go 🪼 anon🫶🏽 its a luh short and I got off topic but i hope you enjoy ☺️

“—And this one is from when I fell off of my bike when I was 7” You said, pointing to a scar on your knee. Miles sat across from you on your bed as you both explained random scars and injuries you both had as kids.

Miles turned his head and pointed to his left ear, “This one is from when I was like 11, playing soccer, I fell and this one kids cleat scratched my ear. I swear it wasn’t as painful as it looks.” He laughed. Your face contorted in concern, your brows furrowed.

“You sure it didn’t hurt as bad as it looks? Last time I checked you’re a real crybaby—“

“Am not!“

“Are too.”

“AM NOT!”

“ARE TOO!”

You both went back and forth until Miles playfully started wrestling with you. The two of you rolled around in your bed, pinning one another down, tugging limps, lightly hitting each other. You both were out of breath after Miles had pinned you down.

Your face was flushed, your chest heaved, and Miles just stared at you. He analyzed your entire face, your smile, your eyes, everything. He stared at you for so long that the silence was uncanny.

“What?” You asked, quirking a brow.

“Nothin’” He smirked. “Miles.”

“Okay, Okay, sorry— Whats that?” He asked.

“What’s what?” You asked back.

“That brown heart under your right eye, is it a tattoo?”

“Why would it be a tattoo? It’s a birthmark, I’d never tattoo my face.” You winked.

“Is that because you tried to get a butterfly stick n’ poke on your cheek and you cut your cheek in middle sch—“

“Shhh.” You cut him off, and he obliged.

You put your hands on his face and rubbed the skin underneath his eyes, across his nose, and down his cheeks.

He blushed, maybe even a little bit more than the average person would.

“Do you know you have freckles?” You asked, continuing to caress his face.

“I- Uh- No— Never really paid attention to my face unless it’s like a big ass pimple, or something.”

“18.”

“Huh?”

“18. You have 18 freckles. 5 on each cheek and 8 on the nose, I counted.”

Miles’ head dipped down slightly, hiding his face with his hand. He looked up at your eyes again through split fingers, face beet red.

“I think I’m in love with you..” Miles whispered.

“Miles we’re literally dating—??” You laughed through furrowed brows.

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I- Uh- Sure!

1610!Miles Morales x Autistic!reader

Requested by and for @tiagems

Cw: fem implied, ignore the cringy ass title

His name is Miles Morales, he was bitten by a radioactive spider, and he’s in love with you.

The two of you never ever spoke, but the feeling was mutual. In class he’d sneak glances of you, praying you’d look at him and strike up a conversation, a QUIET conversation. At lunch, when Miles eating with Ganke and his other friends, you’d sneak looks at him and pray he never saw you in fear of embarrassing yourself

When Miles would answer questions in Physics class, you’d stare into his big-brown eyes, knowing he would never look away from his paper or the teachers eyes. When you would answer questions in class you got all nervous and jittery, but Miles adored you so much for it. Miles would analyze the way your lips moved, the way your voice sounded, your body language. Miles memorized a lot about you, possibly even everything.

When Miles would get home, he’d try to design a new spider-suit for himself on paper, but would keep getting frustrated with himself because he could only draw you out of muscle-memory. When you would get home, you’d listen to music and think about the countless times you could have spoken to him but blew it because you were overwhelmed, overstimulated, and anxious.

In the end, both of you were daydreaming about each other.

You thought this Tuesday would be a normal day, but you were incredibly incorrect. You see, today is the day Miles made plans to talk to you, and maybe even ask you out.

Running through the halls, Spanish text-books in hand, was you being 3 minutes late. Right behind you was Miles, who was also late, but he didn’t really care because he used skipped this class anyway. When you burst into the door, Miles came following after.

“Señor Morales y Señora [L/N], Otrasado otra vez? Quieres explicar por qué?” Ms. Sierra asked. “Errr..ehh..no..??” You replied in a unsure tone. Miles’ eyes widened and he whispered “sh” to you so that he could explain.

“Math’s on the other side of the campus so it took us long to get here, sorry.” He scratched the back of his neck, trying to sound genuine but he really just didn’t care, as long as it got you out of trouble.

You both scrambled to your seats, you’re head immediately being covered by your hands out of embarrassment. You just waited for the rest of this period to end.

After the time had passed, it was time for lunch. You planned on leaving school for 15 minutes to go out to a café and eat. When you arrived there it was none other than Miles Morales order food at the counter. You immediately turned your face away and covered it with your hand, inching to a table in the corner.

Fortunately yet unfortunately for you, Miles had noticed you walk in, he had noticed you cover your face, and he had notice you basically waddle to a table like a penguin. He took a deep breath before walking over to your table, causing your heart to jump.

“Hey, you’re the girl from first and third period, right?” He was asking like he didn’t already know. You silently nodded in response. He sat his food down on the table and pulled a chair out. “Is it okay if I sit with you?” God, his teeth were pearly white, and his smile was so pretty.

You snapped out of your daze and silently nodded.

“So um, I was..,” He sighed, swiping his hand over his face. “I was wondering if..If you..god this is hard.. if you wanna, you know, go out sometime..” Miles’ eyes were locked on his hands, tracing lines on the table. However, your eyes never left his, maybe thats why he was so nervous. You swore you could see electric streak of blue lightning in his pretty eyes.

But you had absolutely no idea how to answer him when the question actually hit you. Your eyes widened and your breathing quickened, your hands pat your pockets and your head turned frantically. You grabbed your phone from your bag and sat it down on the table, slowly but surely, sliding it towards Miles.

He tilted his head with a small “huh..?” until you finally spoke.

“Uh..uhm..mmm..Can I get your n-number.? YoucantypeitinbecauseItypeslowan-“ Miles smiled, letting out a small chuckle before he took the phone and put his contact in.

You took the phone back, smiling at him as you both sat in comfortable silence.

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i have the insufferable urge to write 1610!miles x reader because i just rewatched astv but i have no idea what to write🙁 pls send me ideas

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wife

Spider-Byte expression sheet Ami Thompson made for Across the Spiderverse

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like ngl i love gwen but miles x margo is my go to ship. 🙏🏽

And another thing

Why are y’all so upset over people saying or shipping Margo and Miles? Because I’ve seen so many people get aggressive over the fact that some of us rather see him with her to the point y’all are downplaying Spiderbyte or making fun of her

“There’s no connection.” So why was Miles so bent on not leaving when he first met her?

It’s giving racist/antiblackness

Y’all don’t have a problem with black and white relationships but when it’s two black people together suddenly it is.

You don’t have to like the ship but the comments I’ve been seeing or how the fandom act towards Margo is gross asf

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aggressive mother fucking sigh.

sigh.

@breeandhermunches @onginlove

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sigh.

@breeandhermunches @onginlove

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literally if this song was a person

DREW A TRANSFEM MILES GIFT FOR THE TRANSFEM MILES MAYOR @dotjpeg‼️ 💖🩵🤍🩵💖 SHE IS SUCH A CUTIE I JUST HAD TO DRAW HIM 😭✨

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mommy

Thanks for being born, so you could drive me insane with your perfection.

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an irrelevant nobody?

AN IRRELEVANT NOBODY?

BITCH YOURE AN IRRELEVANT AND GWEN A BITCH WITH HER LARGE ASS GAP THAT I CAN STICK 15 QUARTERS AND 5 DIMES THROUGH

Tiana is an irrelevant nobody character who miles fans don't care about, meanwhile Gwen is the most popular spiderwoman character. There's a reason why they picked her

This why I didn’t wanna answer nothing today 🤣 it really ain’t that deep lovely , hope you have a great day

Tiana supremacy still-io ‼️‼️😭‼️

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Margo when Miguel starts yelling at her to stop the transmitter

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switch up your verbs (part one) ~

walked - hiked - moved - shuffled - toddled - sauntered - ambled - tiptoed - meandered - strolled

laughed - chortled - chuckled - giggled - snorted - guffawed - howled - snickered - shrieked

wanted - ached for - wished - craved - coveted - fancied - pined - aspired

ran - sprinted - galloped - scampered - bolted - trotted - dashed - raced - jogged

jumped - bounced - hopped - leapt - hurtled - vaulted - barged - bounded