#Myles Morales x reader x Miles Morales

[starandcloud]

I'm currently loosing my mind over the idea of 42!Miles and 1610!Miles being twins in a universe and having a crush, and eventually dating, the same girl. Poor girl has to learn that she has to give both the same treatment. If 42!Miles gets a kiss 1610!Miles gets a kiss etc And the boys always try to out do each other with gifts If 42!Miles got you a hoodie 1610!Miles would get you a necklace, so in retaliation 42!Miles would just HAVE to make you a bracelet with his name one it so 1610!Miles would have to go bigger and get you some new drawing pencils or something like that, and it would just keep escalating. You typically ignore it until one of them gets you something expensive and you scold the both of them. This is my current Brainrot, and cannot remember who started this obsession but- Thank you- Genuinely, thank you

[kilometersz]

miles and myles twin headcannons ✌︎('ω')

• ok so, since they both got the same name, i lightly modified 42’s name‼️

• i like the idea that myles is the older twin

• buut miles is the taller and stronger twin

• they def don’t let anyone but each other touch their hair

• i imagine they both tender-headed, so when one of them gets rough, the other gets his get back by pullin on that tender headed ass head☠️

myles: hold yo head still!

miles: you pullin too hard!

miles: you thought i forgot?! keep that ahh still!

myles: chill! ts hurt!

• and if they were still spider-man and the prowler?

• i think the other wouldn’t know, but myles would very suspicious.

• cause like,, the prowler only works at night, so he would have more time to notice

• unlike miles, who has to be a hero through out the day and night

• also since it’s never really mentioned, i see the prowler as a vigilante

• like he does good, but def not the traditional way

• but anyways

• myles can’t draw, like at all

• i bet he tried to copy one of miles’s drawings and was like damn.. ts is hot garbage

• but ik for a fact miles ain’t got no rhythm

• myles be tryin to show him how to get down but he really ain’t built for dancing😭

• and since i’m fr just rambling have this too:

[anikaluv]

JUST FOR PRACTICE —

❤︎︎ pairing: Miles (e!42) × fem!reader

❤︎︎ genre: fluff (slight angst?)

❤︎︎ cw: cussing, nail biting, Miles (e!42) is named Myles (creative Ik), Miles (e!42) teases reader a lil bit <3

❤︎︎ summary: Spider-Man!Miles and Prowler!Miles as Twins where you have a crush on Miles (e!1610) and Miles (e!42) suggests you make out with him for practice.

❤︎︎ w/c: 1.6k

❤︎︎ a/n: I was reading miles morales x reader fics then I thought of this and went “It would be so cool if someone wrote it”. Then I did, cause I’m a bitch who gets shit done. 😘

PART TWO EXTRA

You and Miles have been inseparable since y’all were born. You two seemed to be tied together like a knot. You could always fondly go back and look through memories of him holding your hand while leading you through forests, him sharing his PB&J’s with you during lunch time, and him protecting you numerous times from bullies as the years went by. He was always there for you.

So much that you’ve fallen head over heels for him.

Yet you were too scared to ruin the deep friendship you two have. Too terrified of the chance that everything you two had going to waste because of your feelings, so you kept to yourself.

Which leads you to the present day, you sit on Miles’ bed as he takes a shower before you start the study session you both had planned.

Nervously, you fidget with your fingers, eagerly awaiting his return. The truth is, you don't need these study sessions. As an all-A student, you grasp the subjects effortlessly. However, you seize any opportunity to spend time with Miles.

Your mind wonders as curious eyes scan his room and land on his sketchbook. Your instinctively get up and reach for it, not caring for the overstep of privacy because c’mon, you knew this guy before you knew how to walk.

Excitement courses through you as you eagerly flip through the pages, revealing beautiful sketches of family, sunflowers, among other things. However, as you reach the more recent pages, your heart starts to sink.

Gwanda, Miles' so-called friend who conveniently always seems to be "out of town," yet he never ceases to endlessly complement her and fills his sketchbook to the brim with pages of her. What's so extraordinary about her? You've known Miles since you both were starting to crawl, while she has only been in his life for a few months, and suddenly she's this incredible person?

With a heavy sigh, you set your sketchbook down, feeling your vision blur as you make your way back to sit on Miles' bed. Tears well up quickly as you bury your face in your hands, sobbing silently. Unfortunately, the sound of approaching footsteps awakens your senses. You hastily wipe your eyes with your sleeve, although it's already too late.

"Oh great, looks like la llorona (crybaby) is sobbing once more. What's the matter, ma?" Miles strolls in, his voice oozing with condescension. He leans against the doorway, owning a smug expression. You can't help but roll your eyes and let out an exasperated groan at the mere sight of him.

Myles Morales. The worst person you’ve ever met. You’ve always wondered how him and Miles are even related. Ever since you were little he’s been a stick up your ass. You would always go back and flinch through memories of him pulling your hair as you scream and cry, him destroying all of your brand new dolls because they “needed a makeover ” , and him notoriously bullying you numerous times mercilessly as the years went by. He was always there, annoying you.

You cross you arms and let out a exasperated huff as you turn away from him. “Don’t you have someone else to annoy Morales? I’m not in the mood.” Myles chuckles at your childish behavior and struts into the room to sit beside you.

He inspects your face, frowning at your red eyes and stuffy nose. “I’m serious, mami. Those pretty tears only look good on your face if I’m causing ‘em.“ Myles softly grabs your chin and moves your face towards his. He raised his fingers to softly wipe your tears as you look deeply into his eyes.

Your heart quickens yet instead you release the insult bubbling in your throat. "Thanks for your oh-so-worrisome concern, Morales," you retort, venom lacing your words. He smirks in response. “Anytime, princesa (princess). I’m serious though, you cryin’ cause of my brother again?” You nod slowly looking away from his pitying gaze.

You bite your nails as your eyes look around the room once more landing on Miles sketchbook. Pain flickers in your eyes, catching Myles' attention.

The realization settles in Myles which is showcased by his new scowl on his face. “Ah I see, Its cause of that lil’ white chick, right?” Your eyes widen at how Myles was able to guess it correctly, you nod again slowly and try to concentrate on breathing before you continue wailing. “I just don’t understand, what’s so special about her? Was I ever even special to him if I could be replaced so easily?” You clench your fists, digging your nails into the fabric of your jeans, scrunching them up as your lip quivers.

Myles sucks his teeth in annoyance, followed by a deep sigh that catches your attention. “Why don’t you just tell him this, ma? Bet that’ll make him realize what’s in front of him.” You quickly shake your head, rejecting the idea. "I can't. It's not that simple. If I confess how I truly feel, what if it ruins everything? I can't risk that," you explain anxiously. Myles rolls his eyes at your dramatic response.

"There's no way it would go down like that, but let's entertain your idea. Are you saying all it would take is courage for you to confess to him?" he asks, testing the waters. There’s a different look in Myles eyes, they’re filled with mischief as he slowly scoots towards you.

“Well, yeah, I guess? Why?" You answer your voice layered with curiosity at Myles newfound demeanor. You tilt your head in confusion, What was he planning?

A gasp escapes your lips as Myles firmly grabs you waist tightly. His big hands pull you against him harshly. Instantly his lips lock with yours, showcasing deep desire as his kisses you. Your eyes widen momentarily before you surrender, closing them gently and placing a hand on his chest.

You wrap your arms around Myles' neck, deepening the kiss, your tongues intertwining desperately. He tastes so sweet, like slightly burnt caramel. Your body molds into his, feeling the hard contours of his muscled yet lean chest beneath your palm as you press into him.

You let out a soft whine against his lips, the sound echoing with a mix of pleasure and longing. Your breaths become heavy, synchronized with the intensity of the moment. Your mind becomes fuzzy, confused how you got to this point.

"There's no way it would go down like that, but let's entertain your idea. Are you saying all it would take is courage for you to confess to him?"

“Well, yeah, I guess? Why?"

“Why not just practice the having the real thing wit me?” Myles watched you scoff at the idea and laughs softly.

“I’m serious, ma. C’mon, just for practice, it’ll only be fo a lil bit. Just imagine I’m him” Myles brings his face closer to yours making your noses brush against each other.

“It’ll only be for a sec right?”, you question Myles nods, sensing he’s winning you over. “Promise, mi alma (my soul)”

You nod your head, and that gave him everything he needed.

Now you have your arms wrapped around Miles neck, playing with his braids as he layers kisses across your collarbone, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake. Myles tugs at your shirt rising it up to lay his hand against your waist skin to skin. The heat from his hand placed on your waist shoots heat throughout your body.

You begin to sway, your strength ebbing away as your mind becomes blissfully hazy. Myles, ever attentive, keeps you steady, his hand resting firmly on your back while the other remains securely on your waist. He rises slightly, locking eyes with you, a playful chuckle escaping his lips as he delights in your slightly intoxicated-like state.

“C’mon, mi vida, you can’t be tired yet. I just got you.” he playfully teases, causing your face to twist with confusion. You lean your head into his shoulder leaving kisses along his neck.

Myles takes up your hand and interlocks it with his fingers. He tilts your face up to him. You look into his eyes and see something there, you just can’t tell what. He places kisses laced with adoration across your face, feeling like lighting sparks erupting across your skin.

“Mami, I haven’t always been the nicest to you, I admit that, but I also wanna admit that I-“

Right on cue, you once again hear the steps of someone walking towards the room. It must be Miles finishing his shower.

Your suddenly feel a wash of consciousness rush through your senses as you try to shuffle and fix your wrinkled clothing and correct your shriveled hair. Myles watches you and smirks at your attempt to clean up.

Miles soon steps into the room wearing a fresh set of clothes, “Sorry it took me so long, I got way into my shower playlist haha. You ready to sta-“ He eyes land on you and Myles, you watch as his face turns to confusion.

“Imma take that as my sign to leave” Myles gets up and heads to the doorway and starts to head out, before he turns his neck around to say one more thing. “I’ll see you around, ma. Let me know if you ever need more practice aight?”

EXTRA: You hurriedly shuffle to your backpack to go get your notebooks and supplies you usually use for your study sessions. As you do that Miles can’t help but watch as his brother slowly struts out the room pride written all over his face. Miles swore that as his twin left the room his could see a lipstick stain adorning Myles’ neck.

ENDING A/N: Thank you for reading this- Ion know if imma keep writing I just felt like making this at 2 am lol. Also please lmk if this is fast paced or not, that was on my mind while writing this whole thing. 💀 Love ya’ll babes <3

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[despairots]

miles 42 and miles 1610 are twins and fight over reader and try to impress her and stuff

━━━━━━━━ talk about first impressions.

earth1610! miles morales x gn! reader x earth42! miles morales. fluff and warning, there’s some suggestive comments from grown adults. i started this yesterday but im posting once/twice a day until i burn myself out from writing and deleting requests. reader is like peni parker. ignore the description, my brain was idk.

please remember that in my last oneshot, earth 1610 miles will be spiderman and earth 42 miles will be the prowler, the two are vigilantes, keep that in mind. also you’re an anarchist lolsies!!1!1! the spanish translation might not be accurate. leaving this on a cliffhanger too LMFAO. you’re always an anarchist in these oneshots.

where the morales twins can’t help but fall for the technology nerd who can do a lot of things, trying to impress you and gift you stuff in public, and with you, obviously being a talented person, you apparently have a lot of admirers, especially weird, old, strange adults.

you sighed in embarrassment at the two morales twins trying one up eachother with giving gifts to you or impressing you. some people would call you lucky, some would be jealous of you.

being fought over the two most attractive guys in brooklyn vision who may look the same but act like polar opposites is a nightmare.

the two may be extremely smart and artistic but they for sure, had different personalities.

miles morales is smart and passionate, committed to others before himself. he has a lot of love for science and art, which he got from his mother, making inventions since he was younger.

the two are both suckers for music, mixing beats as a hobby with their uncle aaron when they were younger.

miles is sociable around crowds, as even when he struggled to fit in after moving to brooklyn vision, would often start conversations with those he came across on the street.

though many of his acts are selfless, mikes is partly driven by low self-confidence in his own abilities, feeling smaller than he is.

since becoming spiderman, miles is extremely eager to help others. this is as much to his credit as it is to his detriment, as he will often put himself in grave, life-threatening danger, in his quest to protect his friends and those he cares about.

myles morales, on the other hand, may also be smart but he’s closed off only being carefree with you and his twin brother. he also has a lot of love for art, spray painting with his brother.

myles isn’t one to talk, again, he’s closed off and usually upholds a stoic persona, opposed to his brother who doesn’t have a problem showing how passionate and cheerful he is.

with him being the prowler, and technically being labeled as ‘spidermans rival’, ignoring that the prowler is his own being. he had a strong morality of protecting his family and you after his father had died.

to which leads him also going into life-threatening dangers.

“[name], do you have any idea how lucky you? like, i would die to be in your spot!” you rolled your eyes at that sentence, “then do it.” your snark reply made a few people in the hallway snicker.

now back to you, [name] [lastname], the robot-technology-hacking loving nerd that grew with the morales twins and them fighting over you, it’s not something that’s lucky.

that constantly one-upped eachother to gain your attention, to the point they wouldn’t HESITATE to embarrass eachother in front of you along with literally fighting who got the best present for you.

it didn’t help since you liked both of them, i mean, how couldn’t you not like them? they were literally labeled ‘most attractive boys alive’ and their personality didn’t help, why do you think you fell deeply in love?

“i got the best gift-“

“i did!”

your bestfriend, gwen stacy, sneaked her arm around you, “i obviously did.” she gave you a smug looked as you sighed in your hands with embarrassment, remembering the time you two accidentally kissed (more like pecked eachother on the lip).

you two vowed to never talk about that again but since that was two years ago, you guys are all 15 by the way, which you guys were 13 by the time she stole your first kiss.

the morales twins didn’t like that, uhh, next!

“ahora no es el momento, gwen.” you muttered, expressing massive stress from the two and the welcomed gwen, “i — uh, failed spanish.” you made a ‘that’s-the-point-‘ look.

“siempre suenas bien hablando en español.” myles commented, shooing gwen’s arm off your shoulder and throwing his arm over yours instead.

“get apagado de [nombre], myles.” miles rolled his eyes and scoffed at his twin, “at least i get an a+ in spanish.” miles gasped at the comment with offence.

“this is why you’re failing science, estúpido!”

“estoy siendo peleado por gemelos estúpidos.” you pinched the bridge of your nose before sneaking out between the twins quarrel, heading over to foam party.

did i mention that you won awards and was on the news for making a working robot suit and finding out how to time travel?

mutters and comments were heard in the coffee shop, irritating your already bad headache. ‘i hate society.’ you rubbed your temples, before ordering your drink and waited.

apparently those minutes of waiting, you got… weird, suggestive comments from grown adults. your face scrunched up every time they said something about you.

“that shirt really compliments your curves.”

you’re were just 15.

“you’ll find a person just like me.”

they were in their late 30s.

“how ‘bout instead of wasting your pretty little time in this coffee shop, you come to my place.”

you just wanted your coffee.

“can i get your number?”

stop.

“you’re really sexy.”

stop it.

they tried grabbing your hand.

“i’ll treat you better.”

stop it. they tried kissing your hand before someone clocked them in the face, “aren’t you an adult, man?” miles’ voice was heard beside your ear as he tried comforting you.

myles rubbed his knuckles with a grossed look on his face. they saw that they were harassing you as you tried to move away from them, worst thing yet, nobody tried to do anything.

they saw what was happening but didn’t help, god they really hated adults.

“acércate a ellos, y será mucho peor que un puñetazo en la cara.” they ran off, myles grabbed your order as the three of you left. it was quiet, too quiet for your looking.

“i could’ve handled that y’know—“ miles handed you a box, opening it to which showed a necklace with a charm that was your hacker logo. you could feel the myles’ eye twitched.

“remember i got [name] a car—“

“shut the hell up, man!”

[name] after the morales twins keep giving them money and gifts.

[onginlove]

May I request some earth 42 miles x cheerleader reader (highschool or college) miles overhears a jock wanting to ask her out or do something mean to her ( your choice) and gets protective maybe a little jealous because reader looks good in her cheer skirt

ofc! let me do it rn

pairing: e!42 myles x black!fem!reader

warnings: cursing, use of n word so black peeps only 🤷🏿‍♀️

a/n: this is my second time doing it. last time I wrote it it didn’t save so it was all gone 😭

who wanna be on my taglist?

masterlist | taking requests for e!42 myles and miles

you were in a corner practicing your moves. since you were a flyer you had to look good in the air with no mess ups yk?

you were basically going over the counts.

“1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8”

until-

“hey.”

“oh, hi.”

“i saw you practicing and i thought you was pretty.”

“oh thanks.”

myles usually hangs out with you during practice. sitting on the bleachers, watching, and also hyping you up. unfortunately, he was late. until the doors of the gymnasium opened.

he opened the door to see you talking with a guy. he was pissed and thought this nigga gon’ get beaten the fuck up.

he started pacing towards you. you were trying not to laugh because the way he was speed walking was killing you 💀💀💀💀

anyway, he quickly pulled up and said

“hey mami, what’s up?”

“nothing.”

“so, anyway, do you wanna go on a date or something?”

“it better be ‘or something’ because she’s my girlfriend nigga.”

“damn nigga, alr. call me later boo.” he was them weird guys 💀

and he walked away thinkin he got swag

“boo? call me later?”

“myles i swear i didn’t give my number to him.”

“mhm.”

“the fuck you mean ‘mhm’ pendejo.”

“nothin.”

“you’re jealous!”

“no im not.”

“the myles morales is jealous!”

“not too loud.”

he really didn’t want to admit it xd

“if i bought you chipotle would you be better?”

“yea.”

so, you got myles to admit he was jealous and bought food for him bc your a good gf 🤭

no man will ever talk to you again after that.

[bad4amficideas]

To all these readers and writers of Twins AU with Miles Morales (any) x/ Reader

(Please help to spread this one I'm really curioua)

[starandcloud]

Drabble

A lil drabble that MIGHT be fleshed out-

This was originally going to be Y/N being a petty bitch but I also wrote this while overthinking that my boyfriend didn't love me anymore, so I 100% projected onto Y/N here

Like they're at school and no one knows that the twins are dating Y/N so this exchange student (I dunno bare with me please-) is actively flirting with Myles and Miles and it's really starting to piss Y/N off. Don't get me wrong, the boys are loyal and rejecting her advances. It was (42) Myles who noticed you getting upset first and literally walked away mid-conversation and sat in front of you. Crossing his arms on the desk and laying his head there.

"Mami? What's wrong?"

Which caught Miles' attention, making him come over and move a desk to face you.

"Cariño?"

Your face was tense as you ignored them. The twins looked at each other, knowing damn well something was bothering you but didn't know what. So for the next ten minutes they took turns pet naming you.

"Amor?" "Precioso?" "Ángel?" "Cariño?"

"Querido?"

They asked at the same time, which broke your vow of silence and you whined softly as they both smiled at you.

"What's wrong Mami? What's botherin' our girl?"

Myles asked, his voice soft and gentle as he gently held one of your hands.

"Did someone say something to you?"

Miles asked as he took your other hand, rubbing small circles into the back of your hand as Myles tightly squeezed your hand.

"Tell us Cariño, we can't help you if you don't tell us what's wrong..."

Myles said as he stared into your eyes.

"That girl... She keeps flirting with you... I-I don't like it..."

You said as you looked down as tears welled in your eyes. You weren't typically the type to feel invalid in your own relationship because of another person but... She was just so much prettier than you and was smarter too, the top of your class, so you couldn't help but feel invalid. You didn't notice the terrifying stares both boys gave the girl as Miles grabbed his and his twins bags as Myles grabbed yours and messaged their uncle something before leading you out of the room. It wasn't exactly like people weren't aware you were the twin's girl but they weren't expecting this. The two boys walked you to the office and Miles signed you out as a familiar car rolled into the parking lot. It wasn't until you were in the car and cuddled up to Myles' chest you realized who's car it was.

"So I heard you were havin' a bad day Y/N, everythin' okay?"

Uncle Aaron asked and you just buried your nose face in Myles' chest making the twins, and their uncle, frown. Myle's rubbed your back as the younger of the twins scrolled through his phone before leaning up to his uncle and whispered something in his ear. When the car rolled to a stop outside of a store and Miles slipped out of the car with Uncle Aaron. Myles rubbed your back and whispered sweet affections into your ear as he left soft kisses on your cheek and neck. Those soft actions made you relax into him, about twenty minutes passed and the car doors opened and slammed signaling that Miles and Aaron were back. Cuddling into Myles more, you nuzzled your nose against his neck and whispered.

"I'm missing math..."

Your comment made Myles laugh as he held you tight.

"We can get the notes tomorrow Corazón, right now. We're gonna focus on you, and how you're la chica más perfecta que he visto"

You blushed darkly as you lifted your head to pout but Myles captured your lips before you got the chance to complain. You whined softly until Miles gently pulled you away from his twin and kissed you as well.

And the bickering ensued.

"I wasn't done kissing her." "I don't care, you held her the entire time Uncle Aaron and I were in the store." "That's your fault for going in with him" "Uncle Aaron doesn't know what la Princesa likes."

Their bickering made you laugh and give them both a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"You two are adorable..."

You whispered out before Miles pulled you from Myles' lap, making you playfully scream and laugh loudly.

"Hey you three, don't be causing to much ruckus, it's a distraction to the driver"

Aaron warned and the three of you obediently nodded. The rest of the ride was more or less quiet as the twins took turns kissing your cheek or neck, they weren't to picky, and telling you how perfect you were.

[starandcloud]

Imagine

Okay

Imagine being in the same school as Miles and Myles BUT

Not knowing they're twins

Like you have classes with the two of them

You have: English, Art and Lunch with Miles and You have: Math, Science, and Gym with Myles

It wasn't until the last period of the day, History, you when you saw the two next to each other you were confused so you say their name and they both look up at you. Miles' eyes a lot happier as he sees you and Myles' seems kind of annoyed but moved over a desk as he twin asked you to sit with them. You did, you're not stupid. But just the fact that you had known them for a year or two and you didn't know they were twins. You just thought they were weird and changed their hair a lot. But now that you were sitting between the twins things started to click.

The style changes between classes, the difference in how they talked, the nickname they had for you (Myles: Conejito/Little Bunny) (Miles: Pequeña estrella/Little Star). It all made sense now, and you were feeling stupid.

[starandcloud]

E42)Myles and (E1610)Miles on patrol and get a bing on their phones, they check and it's a post on their girls private story (the twin and her). It's a photo of them suiting up and the caption says:

"My Saviors"

with that cat ear and tail filter on with her head poking in to the bottom frame.

[starandcloud]

Shameless

42!Miles This has some NSFW themes if that's not your thing don't extend it

The arousal sat heavy in the room his hand was tangled in her hair. She was pulled tight against him. His hand was clamped onto her waist. The kiss was messy and driven by lust. When it broke he started to gently bite and kiss at her neck, the sounds he earned made his brain fog.

"Joder… Suenas tan bonita…"

He mumbled out against her neck as he licked over the sensitive skin, his hands were resting under her shirt. Against her skin. Miles had pulled away from her long enough to take her shirt off when she decided to return the favor. Her lips were attached to his neck, leaving purple-ish marks wherever they touched. His thumbs rubbed circles against her waist as he rested his head on her shoulder, egging her on. Gentle praises came from him as she left her marks on his skin.

"Así, sin más…"

This felt like heaven. Her lips brought gentle moans from him as she abused the sensitive skin of his neck.

"Buena chica… Joder…"

His groans and whimpers only pushed her on. His shirt came off and he was down against his mattress and her lips are back on his skin. Putting her marks on his chest and collarbones, knowing he wouldn't cover those. The only people that would see those are the kids in the locker room and you. The ones on his neck everyone, excluding his mom, would see. His fingers dug into her skin, leaning little crescents where his nails bit her skin. Making her shiver.

"Tan buena chica…"

He praised as he pulled her into a kiss. His neck and chest were littered with hickies, it was only far she got the same.

Her soft moans and whimpers were heaven to his ears. The way she tried to hid while he left dark marks against her porcelain skin. Miles' hands danced up her back and unclipped the bra, as much as he loved the sight of her in it. He loved the sight of her skin more. Gently kissing her chest he felt her shiver, making him smirk. He was gentle when he laid her down against the pillows, making sure his girl was comfortable he gently sunk his teeth into her thighs. Making her back arch lightly and her hand fly to cover her mouth, just like he knew she would. Miles' knew his girl like the back of his hand, even when he was completely inside her. He knew what she would do.

Her nails scratched against his skin as he buried his face in her neck.

"Joder... Mi niña bonita..."

He kissed at her neck as his hips slowly moved, he knew how to please her. Her body language gave it away. Her breath hitching slightly when he did something she liked or how she would whimper and whine and beg him to move faster and harder. Miles would, but not at first. Never at first. Even if that had already had sex that day, or even the night before, he was always. Always. Gentle with her.

Laying in his bed, he held her close. Her fucked-out babbling filled his ears as he chuckled softly, rubbing her back as he listened. He planted kisses on her face, making her giggle. Her hair wet from the shower. Miles held her tight as she started to drift off to sleep. His nose was buried in her neck. She smelled like Vanilla The smell of Sex, Vanilla, and Cherries filled the room. This was a something he could get used to.

Miles was Shameless

Así de simple = Just like that Suenas tan bonita = You sound so pretty Buena chica = Good Girl Joder = Fuck Tan buena chica = Such a good girl Mi niña bonita = My pretty girl

[starandcloud]

I Need Your Love

42!Miles He gets irrationally angry when he's in love with someone.

I don't mean stupid lil crushes

I mean when he's fully in love with someone

They're all that occupies his mind

He pushes them away by calling their voice annoying and saying he hates how touchy they are. But he reviles in the attention he gets from them

They had gotten so used to Miles being mean to them and one day they get into a fight with him. Miles lists off everything he "hates" about them. How he hates them touching him and their voice and how happy they are all the time and how much they hug him.

He had them gently pressed against a wall as his voice got softer and he started to say how much he hated that stupid chapstick they always wore because it made their lips look so soft... Miles says how much he hates how bad he wants to kiss them and how he hates everytime he goes to sleep or closes his eyes he sees them. His "I hate"s turn into "I love"s and "I need"s as he babbles about how bad he wants to feel their lips on his and how their voice makes his brain go fuzzy how their touch sends electricity through his body.

"I need your love until you can't give me anymore... I fucking hate the hold you have on me. That stupid fucking voice of yours fogs my brain and your god damn hands electrocute me. You're on my mind twenty-four fucking seven Cariño... You don't understand the chokehold you have on me right now, if you asked me to come over I'd drop everything to come and see you. You have no idea how hard it is to act like I hate you Querido... You don't have a single clue what you do to me... You are mi media naranja... You are Mi Amor, Mi Vida, Mi Alma, Mi Tesoro, Mi Corazón... And if you'll be mine you'll be Mi muñeca. Mi Reina... You're such un pequeño ángel... So please... please Niñita please... let me kiss you... Please I need it..."

Cariño = Sweatheart Querido = Dear Mi Media Naranja = My Better Half Mi Amor = My love Mi Vida = My life Mi Alma = My soul Mi Tesoro = My treasure Mi Corazón = My heart Mi muñeca = My doll Un pequeño angelito = You're such a little angle Niñita = baby girl

[starandcloud]

Sunshine

OKAY Another brain rot

Miles G. Morales

The Prowler

Is dating a little ray of sunshine who doesn't seem like she could hurt a fly She's very docile compared to Miles and always tries to talk situations through However that doesn't always work She's only lost her cool once

It was supposed to be a relaxing day at the mall. Miles had gone to get you and him some Auntie Anne's pretzels when someone started to flirt with you. You politely declined their advances and smoothed out your dress as you stood up.

"I'm actually here with my boyfriend, he's get-" "Your boyfriend's a bitch"

You saw red. You weren't even sure what happened, but the next thing you (and everyone around you) knew was the guy was on the ground gasping for air. You kicked him in the ribs and glared down at him.

"Don't you EVER. Talk about my boyfriend like that. EVER again."

"Cariño?"

You looked over to see Miles, two pretzels in his hands. Looking very concerned at you and the guy.

"Baby!"

You said as you hugged him tight.

"Woah, hey Mami. Is everything okay?"

"Mhm!"

You said as you kissed him gently and took your pretzel. Miles shrugged it off and put his hand on your waist as you babbled about the new Hello Kitty things you had seen in a shop. Later that night, when you were in one of his shirts and was cuddled up to his chest. Miles brushed some hair behind your ear and smiled gently.

"You're amazing Mami..."

He whispered as he kissed your forehead. He had seen what had happened, and wasn't quite sure how to feel about it. While he was impressed you could even bring that dude to his knees, he was also taken back. You were so small and seemed so breakable. Porcelana. Delicate, like glass. It made his anxious to touch you sometimes but... you never seemed to be fazed when he grabbed you tightly. You'd just look up at him with your beautiful doll-like eyes and smile...

It's official.

He found what you had done hot.

And NO ONE could change his mind.

[starandcloud]

Go Down Together

Another drabble, I actually like this one TBH

TW: Mentions of: Parents fighting, broken bones (past tense), loss of parents, and underaged smoking and drinking

The rusted fire escape held us above the city. My head was on his lap and his hands were knitted in my hair, playing the with whatever strands he felt like. The smell of cigarettes and his cologne filled the stagnant air. It was almost hypnotizing, then again so was he. I was spending the weekend with him, my parents were fighting again. Typical of them at this point, I was so used to it that I toned it out. But Miles was always concerned about me, so here I was.

"Why'd you invite me over again?" "Because, I'm not gonna let you spiral. That and I'm wasted, like completely fucking wasted"

We laughed. He had that effect, to make me laugh. He was such a dork.

'If we go down, we're going down together.'

That was our motto. If one of us was going to die, the other one would follow. A pact we made when we were kids. It was something we lived by, even by accident. Miles broke his arm, and a week later I was in his mom's office with my arm broken. I pulled another cigarette from the pack and heard the fwoosh of his lighter, I held the cancerous relief up to his flame and watched the dried-up plant shrivel and burn. I don't know how we were getting away with this, I guess we were just better than the law. I mean, it's not like the cops did anything. They were as useless as thumbtack against brick, I hate saying that since Miles' dad was an officer but... after his death the force really took a dive. Putting the cigarette to my lips I inhaled. The smoke burned down my lungs and torched my lungs. It was suffocating. It was delightfully suffocating. My phone lit up the bronze metal that held us as I snapped a picture of him. Even drunk off his ass. He looked like a god. My God.

[starandcloud]

Headcannon

42!Miles 100% has Cupid's Chokehold by Gym Class Heroes in a playlist he made about you, he literally does has a Polaroid of you in his wallet. Plus you're his homescreen. He doesn't have anything special on his Lock Screen just in case he loses his phone during a mission. No one could identify the phone, it's a safety thing.

[despairots]

could you do a story where miles from earth-42 and our miles are twins and we cant decide which one we like better as we like both of them? you can write the story however you want to!

━━━━━━━━ if i were you, i’d do me.

earth1610! miles morales x gn! hacker! reader x earth42! miles morales. fluff and if you like squint really really hard you’ll find angst. 18 and above please dni, unless your my moot or something… i forgot to change my requests to open but u can send me requests (only abt atsv) just like be patient cuz im daydreaming and shit 🙏

pls ignore the title its nothing suggestive i was braindead and was listening to my saved audios on tiktok this was thw first one on my saved so el oh el 🤕 i gotta keep my writing grind up. keep in mind that earth 1610 miles will keep beinf spiderman and earth 42 will keep being prowler. if y dont know sliver wolf from hsr, switch her up cuz reader is heavily based off of her

this’ll be left on a cliffhanger cuz like idk i just dont wanna make another part and sometimes things are better off with cliffhangers since you guys have creative minds you can come up with your own scenarios

where in a dimension, earth42 and earth1610 miles morales are twins, may look the same but have completely different hairstyles and different personalities also another weird, interesting fact, you’re a sucker for twins, especially them.

interesting fact about you, specifically you, is that you almost got caught by the government when hacking into their system to steal some information.

and of course, them having connections to spiderman, told him to go after this hacker who causes a lot of trouble for the government.

miles morales obviously being under that mask and friends with this hacker who knew that you hated authority (yes, you’re an anarchist), didn’t bother doing anything, probably just telling you to stop messing with them.

on the other hand, his twin bother, myles morales, encourages this behaviour. polar opposites but two cuties, and you, who got roped into romance with them.

“[name], what’d i say about hacking the government?” miles scolded you as you chewed on bubblegum with your feet propped onto your desk, holographic screens in front of you.

“i don’t know, me forgot.” you nonchalantly shrugged, spinning your chair to go back to your screens and swiping left to play the weeknd.

miles spinning you back and placing his arms on your arm rests, too close to your liking.

you smirked with a light scoff, “your brother likes it.” miles rolls his eyes at the mention of him, “i don’t care what he likes.” he snapped back, obviously lying.

miles leaned back with a sigh, “god, what am i gonna do with you?” “maybe get off my ass.” you muttered, not knowing if miles heard that, to which he did.

“i’m sorry, what?”

you jumped at that, quickly shooting your arms up and trying to find excuses, opening your mouth like a fish.

your voice’s overlapped eachother, unable to hear his twin brother opening the door to your room, mask off and everything.

he looked at you who kept stumbling on words.

miles spider sense went off and looked at the entrance, seeing the one guy who encourages your behaviour, “what - what did you tell them?” myles smirked and shrugged.

“i didn’t say anything, bro.” he placed his claws on your bed and sat down on it, “i am not your bro.” miles chuckled and sat down on your bean bag.

“um actually-“

“shut up.”

“cope.” you playfully stuck your tongue out at miles who smiled and rolled his eyes, god you loved his smile. i mean, what?

you don’t love them, boo, you hate them.

“dude, tell [name] that if i don’t catch the ‘hacker’ i’m gonna get my ass kicked.” miles and his brother made eye contact, “i hope you do.” myles replied with a playful tone.

miles threw his hands up, “you guys are actually evil.” you laughed at his comment, “we’re actually vigilantes.” myles pointed out, patting his brother’s shoulder (the bean bag literally beside your bed).

you smiled at the two with light pigment on your cheeks, “i really wanna kiss you guys—“ you paused your sentence with embarrassment, realizing you were saying your thoughts out loud.

the two paused and looked at you, blinking, “eso es adorable, amor—“ “get out.”

“¿qué dijiste, amor?”

“i hate you guys. kill yourselves. espero que te resbales y te caigas en tu próxima misión.” you rolled your eyes and buried your face into your hands as the two twins looked at eachother.

“you don’t mean that, amor.” you groaned at the nickname the two labelled you. it made you want to giggle, twirl your hair and kick your feet like a schoolgirl.

you blushed when you felt an arm sneak around your neck, hugging you against your chair with their head beside your ear, “te gustamos los dos, ¿verdad, amor?”

god, you couldn’t choose between the two.

[name] when they keep getting teased and literally cannot deal with it.

[onginlove]

heather..

pairing: 1610!miles x blck!fem!reader

summary: y/n knows miles like gwen more than her

warning: angst I think?

a/n: this is based off the song heather 💋

taking requests for 42!myles and miles

you were at miles’ dad congratulation party. you were enjoying the food and talking with rio until you saw miles talking to gwen.

gwen.

miles always talked about gwen and how much he missed her. you were happy he had friends other than ganke but he was talking about her a lot.

you saw miles laughing and having a different body language around her.

“i bet she doesn’t even speaks spanish.” you heard rio say.

you walked up to the area that miles and gwen was at. you went over the rail as you were watched by the two.

“hi! you must be gwen. miles talks about you a lot. im y/n, his girlfriend.”

“oh that’s nice. i don’t think miles ever talked about you-“

“i have! I guess you never noticed.”

you heard a chime from a device nearby only for gwen to cover up a watch looking thing.

“gotta get my steps in!” and she walked away, looking back at miles one last time.

“what was that all about?!”

“what do you mean mami?”

“gwen? I see the way you look at her! you like her!”

“what? I don’t I swear!”

“miles morales tell me the truth!”

he never heard you raise your voice before. you were always the chill person who never had a bad side, until now ofc.

“it all started with the texting late. it took you a whole day to respond to a simple hi!”

“then it was not seeing you in class. your always missing class!”

“I bet your doing all this just to be with her aren’t you?!”

“no, y/n, you don’t understand-“

“what don’t i understand miles?! I see the way you are with her. you love her. who am i to stop you?”

“wait, what?”

“if you want to be with her I don’t care, not anymore.”

“y/n you can’t be serious-“

“I am. goodbye miles.”

MILES POV

I knew i messed up big time. I mean sure gwen is pretty but i wouldn’t date her! I love y/n and i can’t let her go.

when she left I put myself in a corner with my hands in my pockets. if it wasn’t for being spiderman im sure we still could’ve worked out.

I can’t tell her im spiderman because what if she looks at me differently? I wouldn’t want that!

i ran to y/n and grabbed her wrist. she was in the stair well already making her way down.

“please im sorry! I swear I don’t like gwen im just comfortable around her!”

“so your not comfortable around me?”

“not like that! I just…” I let go of her wrist, puttinf my hands in my pocket.

“I have things that i want to say to other people but I can’t, so I tell her because she would understand what im saying.”

“if you let me help I could understand too.”

“you wouldn’t understand.”

“why?”

“because i… am spiderman.”

did I just tell her a thing I didn’t want to tell her? yup.

for what seemed like hours, we were looking each other in the eyes without moving.

“your… your kidding, right?”

“I wish.”

“why did you tell me sooner?”

“I was scared of what you might think.”

she came up to me and gave me a peck on the lips.

“don’t ever be scared to tell me anything, please.”

we kissed again but this time it was longer and more passionate. she’s a keeper

bonus:

warning: use of n word

miles poo ❤️

“you said I can tell you anything right?”

“yea y?”

“I think I love ganke”

“nigga stop playing around.”

“aight my bad”