#i love e42 miles sm

[aviixol]

I love your earth 42 miles head cannons do you have any more ideas?

Oh and how do you think miles would react to reader with a british accent?

I love your writing🫶

first of all thank you so much!! i literally always have ideas on 42 miles because he is my fav🙏🏽🙏🏽 I hope you enjoy this

also sorry this is taking a little while I've just been super busy

E42 Miles x British! reader hcs

❥ Honestly he probably didn't notice the accent at first till you probably said water and then he was like "Oh shit you sound exotic where you from?" just to sound dumb when he was told that you were from England, which isn't as exotic as he imagined.

❥ If you bid on him / make fun of him he will make jokes about your queen being dead and he hella creative with it to.

❥ He definitely asked you if you liked tea and biscuits and probably looked up a bunch of like British foods and asked you if you liked them

❥ don't be surprised if he makes colonization jokes...they're just natural and like it's not like he means them with bad malice he just thinks they're funny.

❥ Despite all the jokes, he is actually really interested about hearing about life where you're from, he wants to know about the school system to see if it's easier or harder than the New York system

❥ He's always asking what time is it in England, like y'all could be in the middle of class and he's just like "pst y/n, what's the time in Liverpool?"

❥ He enjoys educating you on the ways of New York, and probably taught you how to order a bacon egg and cheese the ocky way

❥ Miles totally asked you to teach him slang and he taught you New York slang in return, probably also taught you some Spanish too

❥ Miles has asked you to rate his British accent on multiple occasions but his 'Accent' is below average

[adoresia]

Hiiii, i was wondering if you could make a Toxic Miles x f! Black reader where miles attends to mess around with other girls but y/n had enough and decided to leave him but miles won't let her and it turns out into a heated make-out session.

P.s. miles also manipulates the reader.

Thank you and i love your writng~

✦˚₊ STUCK WITH ME

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Type : request

Pairing : e42 miles x black!fem reader

Sierra’s note : Thank you sm for the request, i literally dedicated my whole day into writing this so i hope i didn’t disappoint 😩!

Warnings : Toxic miles, suggestive, make out session, swearing, use of dirty talk at the end?

Listen too’s : I listened to this song while writing so if you want you can listen to it while reading 😚

Likes and reblogs are very much appreciated !

It was another repeated boring day at school, yet your mind trailed somewhere else. After finishing your assignment for this class you had your head nuzzled in your arms on your desk, listening to the minutes tick by on your classroom clock.

However, your vision blurred as your mind focused on something else, on Miles. His behaviour lately had taken a turn for the worst. You weren’t sure what you did wrong, you made him happy? so you thought.

For the past two weeks, it was either Miles was spending his time with other girls or you were hallucinating.

The first time you caught him talking to someone you brushed it off, not wanting to seem like you were accusing him. But the first time led to the second, and then the third, fourth, fifth, and the list goes on.

You tried gaslighting yourself into thinking all these girls were just friends and they were just talking, however, Miles wasn’t the friendly type, especially with girls. More the flirty type.

You brushed it off, knowing it was just his personality, girls were attracted to him and there was no changing that. You just had to trust him, you thought.

But when you caught him touching another girl somewhere friends wouldn't touch in the school hallways, you realised that all these girls weren't friends. And you were just becoming another one of his ‘hoes’.

That afternoon you asked him about it, hoping it was just a ‘wrong place at the wrong time’ situation, and you could just put it behind you. That's when things started to turn on you.

“Soo, who’s that girl you been hanging around with?” you asked, sitting comfortably on his lap.

“What girl?” He questioned.

“That girl you were getting touchy with in the hallways earlier today.”

“Tch. She just a friend.” he shrugged, going back to playing his game.

“Friends don’t touch each other like that, Miles.”

“You don’t trust me?”

“Of course I do… it’s just-“

“Then stop accusing me of shit, you know I'm yours chica.”

You chose to go by his word, not wanting to irritate him even more by dragging it on. But no matter how hard you tried it still sat uncomfortably in the back of your mind.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the bell, indicating the end of first period. You sat yourself up with a sigh and picked up the books and pencil case on your desk before exiting the classroom.

Trying not to let what happened ruin your day, you made your way to your locker. Tiredly putting your books away and getting your laptop out for your next period before shutting it closed.

You decided to take a different route to your second period today, knowing the way that you’d usually take would be packed with unserious students resulting in you getting scolded by your teacher.

As you turned the corner to a more secluded corridor, you picked up sounds of giggling and laughing coming from the end of it. You made a mental note to not pay attention to it, thinking that it was just another school couple hiding out in the corridor.

However as you continued to walk down it you noticed that it wasn’t just another ‘couple’, it was Miles. Your Miles. With yet another girl he claimed to be a friend.

As your eyes scanned his body you noticed his hands resting on her hips, as she leaned into him. Closing the gap with each passing second.

You felt your heart drop to your feet, your mouth lay agape yet no words fell.

“Miles.” You whispered anything louder would’ve resulted in you bursting into tears. But he heard, they both did, as their heads turned towards you in unison they both stood up straight. His hands fell from her body and that gap between them widened at the sight of you.

“Fuck.”

“No Miles, fuck you.”

You murmured again, loud enough for it the echo through the corridor. Before holding your bottom lip between your teeth to prevent yourself from crying in front of them.

That was before hurriedly spinning around and practically sprinting back around the corner.

“You didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend?”

“Shut up, you knew damn well. Don’t act clueless.”

The rest of your day passed by slower than a turtle, your head laid in your arms in every class. Even during period 4, where you were forced to sit down in your usual seat next to Miles. He didn’t utter a word, not even asking if you were okay let alone a ‘sorry’. You wondered if your day could get worse than this.

On your way home you thought about how manipulated you felt, how used you felt. Not wanting to have to speak to him ever again. At that moment you decided that you were going to break up with him, to better yourself. You, especially, didn’t deserve to be treated like that.

That evening you lay helpless on the phone with your friend on FaceTime, you told her all about what Miles has been doing with girls around the school and what he did today.

The more spoke to her about it, the more you realised how much he manipulated you into thinking they were just ‘friends’.

“Bullshit.” Your friend yelled, cutting you off.

“Bitch I know! I can't believe I was so blind.”

“I can’t believe you not breaking up with his ass.”

“I am, when i figure out how. I dont wanna talk to him ever again.”

As soon as the last word left your mouth, you could hear metal clanking from outside your window, signalling that he was already on his way up to your room.

“Wait, I think I hear him coming up my fire escape.”

“Don’t end the call! I wanna hear this.”

You hid your phone under your sheets before standing up facing the window, your arms crossed over your chest and you changed your demeanour to a more serious one.

You watched intimidatingly as Miles crawled in through your window like nothing happened today.

“Wassup mami, what you up to?” He said nonchalantly while brushing the dust off his jacket before taking it off and hanging it up on your coat peg.You stayed staring at him with a cold demeanour on your face, your motive stayed the same.

“I asked you a question, did I not?” he asked placing both his hands in his pocket.

“She breaking up with your ass!!”

You heard the muffled scream coming from your phone that was shoved underneath your duvet. Your original plan to break up with him was disrupted, and now you didn't know what to do.

“Breaking up with me?”

“Yes? Actually? Miles I'm tired of being treated like another one of your side chicks, it's not fair. So yes, I am breaking up with you.” you struggled to say all at once as Miles inched closer and closer to your figure with every word you said.

“Break up with me?”

“Yes.”

You had no idea what he was about to do, it scared you. As his eyes glued to your frame, he dragged his eyes from your hair to your hips before making direct eye contact with you.

You felt your heart rate dangerously speed up as your eyes tried desperately to look anywhere but his eyes. It became impossible since he was now only a few inches away from your face.

All your efforts and attempts to fight against him dissipated when he forced your eyes into his.

“You're not breaking up with me.” He laughes, lips were so dangerously close to yours, you had to hold yourself back from breaking the distance between you.

“Well, i tried.” you head before the call from under your sheets disconnected, leaving you vulnerable. You felt his hands travel down to cup the underneath to your ass, as his breath mixed with yours. Still undeniably close to your face.

“This ass?” he gently pressed his hand around your ass earning a slight gasp from you.

“Mine.”

His hands then travelled up your hips to your waist, disappearing under your shirt. The skin-to-skin contact made goosebumps run across your whole body.

“This waist? Mine too.”

While keeping one hand still on your waist, he slid his other muscular arms out from the bottom of your shirt and brought it up to your face. Starting down at your I'm slightly parted lips, he swiped his thumb over the both of them. Before burning his eyes into yours.

“Shit, these lips?”

And before you knew it, the long-anticipated kiss was finally placed on your lips. You closed your eyes further savouring the taste of fruitful lips. The way they danced coordinately against your own, the way his tongue slipped into your mouth without warning. Just the way you liked it.

His lips detached from yours too soon, the taste of his still lingering in your mouth. Like a phantom kiss.

“I'm not going anywhere, chiquita.”

He whispered into your ear, before pressing his lips back against yours. His addictive taste dancing back around your taste buds and lips. As your heads bobbed against each other, Miles tapped the outer side of your thigh. Signalling for you to jump up.

And you obeyed.

It was like your body fell under his control, you had fallen for him all over again. Any thoughts you had of breaking up with him were soon replaced with nothingness.

As you jumped up to sit on his hips, your legs locked around his waist.

He carried you to your desk, still while deepening the kiss, slowly speeding up the pace of his tongue. Then sitting you down on your vanity after throwing everything off.

You felt insatiable, as your mind started to grow foggy. You slinged your arm over his shoulder with one arm, and then placed your other hand on his nape bringing him impossibly closer.

His hands were placed on either side if your waist, underneath your shirt. Almost taking it off completely. One of his hands rested firmly on your back to keep you steady.

He raised slightly, your lips craving the taste of his lips again. You slowly opened your eyes and locked them with his already locked eyes. His face stayed only inches away from your again, it was too soon for him to be done with you.

“Im… not breaking up with you Morales, but you have to promise not to mess around with any other girls.”

“Oh word? Imma prove to you that i can stay loyal.”

You smiled at his promise, praying desperately that he would be able to keep it. Because to be honest, you weren’t breaking up with him any time soon.

He slowly retreated from your face, and leaned into the side of your head. His mouth hovered over your ears.

“You wanna prove to me how good your clothes would look on the floor?”

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[fushigur0ll]

Hiii.!! So idk if u take requests or not..😅 but i js read all of ur e42 miles fic and i love the way u write him sm.!! And i was wondering if u could write a fem reader or not up to u.!! But reader having a rlly bad day and miles come home and sees her rlly upset and js comforts her.? Js like a fluff wit sum angst.?!

Ive js been havin a hard time here recently and i need some miles comfort..☹️ buttt if u dont want to do it that’s completely fine i just love ur writing smm.!!💕💕💕💕

Have a good day.!!!

..you’re the sweetest person? omg? help me now? i’m so sorry you’re having a not so good time but i hope it does it better with me writing your request and in general<3 this may be a little late because i’m going through temporary writers block once again:)

I’M HERE

꒰ ♡ ꒱ — earth42!miles notices you haven’t been yourself lately so now being the boyfriend he is, he’s gonna try and make you feel better!

includes; a tinge of angst nothing too much, fluff, tears, cuddles, kisses and a whole lotta love<3 not proofread, i just woke up💔

miles stares at his you with a blank look, noticing that ever since you came over to his house you’ve been quiet..unusually quiet. everytime he’d ask you something you’d answer with basically a monosyllable or a mutter of an ‘yes’ or a ‘no’

he’s not frustrated with you at all but he’s frustrated with himself that he can’t figure out what is wrong with you and he wants to make you feel better and not dwell in this feeling forever. he huffs and just stares at you longingly, thinking on what to do but the only other thing he can think of is just talk but you really don’t seem in the mood for that but hey

he has to try

“baby” he calls out, watching you hand freeze, the tip of the mechanical pencil was at least half an inch away from the book. you keep your hand there as you glance up at him, just staring at him with a blank look to your face and eyes making him get increasingly worried.

“c’mere” he beckons you over with a nod of his head and you sigh, placing your pencil down then your headphones before getting up from your seat to walk over to him. he pats his lap and you hesitantly sit on sideways on his lap so you can rest your head into his chest. he rubs your back softly while his other hand softly rubs your thigh, his callused hand squeezing the fat of your thigh.

“something is wrong with you and don’t deny it because you know that i know” he looks down at you not giving you a chance to deny the things he’s said.

which was true.

you didn’t want to bother him with your concerns and your train of thoughts because you thought it would’ve burdened or bothered him. your eyes start to burn with unshaded tears, your hands in your lap as you play with your fingers trying to stop yourself from crying so he wouldn’t see but if it wasn’t for miles noticing the change in your breathing pattern going from calm to staggered, made his eyebrows furrow, quickly cupping your face to see now, tears rolling down your cheeks.

“hey hey- what’s going on?” he frowns as you stuff your face into his chest again, sniffling and softly crying into his chest. he looks up and holds you tight to his chest as he hears you no longer trying to keep your cries to yourself with your sobs getting louder and louder the less you try to keep them concealed.

at this point he thinks he did something to hurt you this much that you’re sobbing this harsh onto him. it almost makes his eyes stings by the way he can hear the heartbreak and sadness from your cries. he sits there holding you to him tightly and kissing your cheek, temple and shoulder once in a while with small mumbles of comments like “i’m here” “i’m not going anywhere” “talk when you’re ready baby”

“Deep breaths." he whispers into your ear, trying to make you calm down. “do what i’m doing baby, come on” he holds your hand softly and starts breathing in and out for you to repeat. you nod and you start repeating him, breath still shaky but doing much better..

it took a while, like 5 minutes before you calmed down. you were about to wipe your cheeks but your boyfriend beats you to it, wiping your face for you. he fixes you on his lap so you were filling straddling him with both legs on either side of him and you facing him directly. he keeps his hand cupped on your cheek and sees you nuzzle into it with your eyes fluttering closed

“a little better?” he asks, softly and you nod.

you both sit there in silence for what feels like a while before you open your eyes again and kiss the palm of his hand then leaning forward to kiss his soft lips that kiss you back. you wrap your arms around his around his shoulders while his go around your waist, pulling you closer as you two continue to lock lips. you pull away from each-other staring into each other eyes with nothing but love and admiration.

“talk to me beautiful” he whispers, hands going back to rubbing your skin softly. you sigh and look down at your lap.

“i’m sorry- you have nothing to apologize for” he cuts you off. he tilts your face up to him again. “don’t ever apologize for feeling how you’re feeling. i just wanna be there for you” you nod and stare at him softly.

“i’m just so tired miles” you pout slightly, feeling another tear come down your face but he’s there’s to wipe it away. “i was so annoyed with classes today and some boys in my class just kept annoying me on purpose” you feel his hand tighten on your thigh but you continue “and when i stood up for myself and told them to stop— the teacher came at me..me! not them, me! i tried to explain but he just told me to go to the principals office for talking back and then i just went and i told the principal everything and he said that everything will be fine which obviously nothing turned out fine right after that” you exhale “they kept flipping harassing me and they just kept saying the most complete idiotic things about how i don’t belong here and they said…” you trailed off, frowning deeply which makes his head tilt to the side in confusion

“they said what?”

your mouth opens and closes trying to spit it out but you didn’t want to because you knew it was gonna be a 85% chance he was gonna go search for them tomorrow and deal with them

“tell me baby, i’m not gonna do anything” he mumbles bringing you much closer and you knew his ass was lying but you told him anyways.

“they..they said how i didn’t deserve you and how you could do much better then me..then they just started mentioning stuff you did in the past before me just trying to make me believe that you’re just gonna treat me like shit..then on top of all of that, the same teacher that sent me to the principals, said how i failed my test and i just couldn’t take it anymore” you sobbed “t-then my friends ditched me at lunch today and i was by myself and i didn’t want to be by myself because i knew i was gonna break down like right now” you sob harder, just mentally and physically tired. “my back hurts too” you add, shaking your head and he just sighs, pushing your head to his chest again, allowing you to get your feelings out.

“it’s okay to cry baby, let it out” he assures and you nod, holding him tight as you continue to cry. “i’m sorry, i’m crying too much” you laugh tearfully, going to wipe your tears but he beats you too it.

“again, stop apologizing” he frowns gently puts your hands down from your face to cup and rub your cheeks to wipe the tears.

“don’t you ever, ever, think i’m gonna leave you or treat you like shit..why would i? i have no reason to, pretty” he brings your face closer to kiss your nose and lips. “those idiots, they don’t know me baby, they haven’t spent a single day with me, they only just love to judge from a far and think whatever and that’s what i am” he shakes his head. “i love you too much to let you go, i’m so appreciative of you, you don’t even understand and you won’t ever. i never had anyone care and look out for me the way you do, love me the way you do” he whispers, staring deep into your eyes.

“everything you do makes me feel at home, it doesn’t make me what everyone thinks i am. you didn’t run when we met, you didn’t give up on me no matter how many times i tried to keep that wall around me” he chuckles and shakes his head. “you made me understand how it is to love someone else that isn’t my mom, dad or even my uncle. no matter how many times i see you, even still till this day, my heart beats so fast for you” he takes one hand off your cheek to get your hand that rests on his lap to bring it to his chest, right where his heart lays and no lie that was told.

you eyes widen a bit when you do indeed feel his heart beat faster then normal. you smile and so does he. “and you know i never like lying” you agree with a small nod of your head.

“i’ll talk some sense into them” that makes you look at him with a deadpan and he smiles “no one is gonna talk to my girl like that, i don’t play about you” you couldn’t help but giggle and that makes him smile every wider that you’re cheering up. “as for your test, let’s see if you can retake it and i’ll help you study. if you can’t retake it, wait for the next one and you’ll do even better. ‘n for your back, i can run you a hot or warm bath and i’ll take care of you, mkay?”

you nod

“words baby”

you smile “yes miles”

“that’s my girl”

“can we lay down first? i missed you” you whisper, rubbing his arms making him smile and nod. “anything for you” he holds your thighs as he fixes himself on his bed, laying back properly and with you still ontop of him, head on his chest listening to the fast but soft beating to his heart. he hums softly, eyes closed as he rubs your back and thigh softly.

“hearing your heart makes me happy” you speak softly, tilting your head up to look at him. he opens his eyes to looks right back at you.

“you make me happy too”

“…” you both stare at eachother bursting into laughter. “too corny baby” you chuckle and lean him to kiss him softly. “i love you” you whisper against his lips and he grins against yours, kissing you back but not before responding,

“i love you more, my beautiful girl”

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[juneberrie]

e42!miles who’s really protective over his hair and doesn’t let anyone touch it except for his family and you, and he sometimes lets you braid it as well 😻(i am delusional and proud of it)

congrats on getting your braces off btw😽

he's all "try not to mess it up, mami" but no matter what the outcome of ur hair salon attempt he's gonna love it sm

[mariees-love]

E42! miles x talkative reader 🫶

A/N: ik i literally said i was gonna do sm with peter b or hobie but i had a surge of inspiration

it all started in chemistry class get it chemistry but you had a lab this week and it was partners sadly you couldn’t pick your partners because your teacher was extra mean. And it happens the teacher put you,the loudest kid in the class, with miles, the quietest kid in the class, how nice

as soon as you sat down you thought to be friendly and say hi “ Hi my names __ i guess we’re partners for the week?” you said enthusiastically “Also i really like your braids who dose them for you or do you do the yourself? Oh and i love your shoes where’d you get them from i haven’t seen those before what are they called?” And for a second all he dose is stare and annoyingly mutter “Woah i knew you talked a lot but not like this.”

you get slightly upset by his rudeness “No hello? you could’ve atleast said hi back and tell me your name.” He looks at you with an annoyed smile and sarcastically says “Oh no i’m so sorry let me restart, hi my names miles.” He says before rolling his eyes.

“So do you wanna get started or…” you train off before adding “Also are you gonna tell me about those shoes and who dose your hair? because i have to know.” once again he stares thinking ‘wow she really dosent stop dose she?’ before saying “Uh my mom dose my hair and i got my shoes from StockX they’re the next chapter’s me and my uncle collect shoes together and he gave me these” you then give him a faint smile “oh really? cool! i didn’t know you where the type of person to collect shoes i have a few pairs of j’s myself!” you said proudly

miles looked at your shoes then back at you “More like a few pairs of busted j’s” he slyly said. You took a second to look down at your shoes and realized ‘oh shit they’re hella creased’ and said awkwardly “ Oh well i guess they’ve been through a lot but i like them and for a quite mean looking guy your not that bad you know.” You told him with a faint smile

After that day you and miles became pretty good friends over shoes,hair, and you having a ‘loud mouth’ as he calls it

A/N: omg i feel like that suck so much but i was bord and made it in like 30 minutes so it’s good enough 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️ (not edited btw)

[slut4sugu]

omggg wha happend to all your E42 and E1610 miles morales work i loved them sm so i was coming back to your blog to read some and i was looking for the one where reader is laying w miles and his head is like in her boobs and it wouldnt load then i realized none were loading and i was so sadd are u gonna repost them or try to get the works back? theyre were so good and ik alotta ppl were obsessed

I’m fixing em rn luv, I was busy asl and couldn’t get to it 😭

(Edit): I fixed the atsv masterlist 🫶🏾😭

[aviixol]

Silly E42 Miles Hcs

These are genuinely just super random, with no context whatsoever.

No warnings at all

✎ Miles is the biggest cat person you'll ever meet. Like he buys little bags of cat food for stray cats n shit. He probably has names for them too. He had the time to befriend the cats during his prowler duties and his walks to school.

✎ Miles is a super heavy sleeper. Bro literally can sleep through his mom blasting music on Saturday morning while she cleans the house.

✎ He Draws on himself in class or at home. Like he has full sleeves of just artwork in pen or marker.

✎ Miles is def tender-headed he be whining while he be getting his hair braided. he'll even drop an "OW that hurts" In the mix every now and then. He also doesn't like the sound of the blow dryer

✎ Miles is a super clean person. He likes to keep everything organized especially his art supplies and shoes. He probably has like those sneaker shelves in his room and he keeps all his Jordans on display

✎ Miles is a Barb. That's it that's the hc.

✎ Miles HATES little dogs with a passion. He hates how they're all ankle biters and they're loud for no reason at all

✎ When he's bored he definitely watches cartoons like Amazing World of Gumball or SpongeBob

✎ Miles has the Longest spotify playlists known to man, I'm talking like 17+ hours worth of music on one playlist

Yea no these were just super random i was just super bored and wanted to write something lol

[juneberrie]

lay all your love on me — send me a description of yourself [ likes/dislikes, personality, hobbies, appearance if u'd like ], a fandom, & a gender preference -> i'll ship you with someone

okay so im arab<3 a girl<333 i speak arabic and im 5’5. my style of clothing is always like a black tight top with like big cargos

likes: MAKEUP. perfume. girly shit tbh… I LIKE DRINKS. like coffee and mint lemonade… i like straightening my hair, i like nails.. I LOVEEEE HIP HOP MUsic. i like to be spoiled……. and i like to swear i’m funny :( , my love language is physical touch nd quality time, oh and i like to take pictures. i love pet names sm. sweet>salty.

dislikes: frogs…. IDK WHAT TO PUT HERE..

hobbies: makeup… just like fixing myself up, i like listening ti music, i like shopping.. i like piano<3

gender pref: male..

fandom: ASTV.

also i love ur writing sm<3333 u wanna be mutual??

i feeel like either pav or e42!miles . . . 🧍‍♀️

[adoresia]

LOWKEY HIGGGGHHHKEEYYY LIVING FOR UR LAYOUT ??? LIKE THE 42 MILES THEME IS SOOOO, AGH I LOVE MY MAN SM

when i was abt to send this ask and i saw the "wanna talk?" thingy, i lost it, had to recover for 5 mins b4 i realised to send this ask (im soo fr 😭)

IAN EVEN READ UR STUFF (ILL PROLLY SEND AN ASK WHEN I DO LMAOO) BUT U ALREADY GETTIN A FOLLOW!!

I LITTERALLY LOVE YOU SO MUCH?? Omg it actually took me SOOO long to figure out a theme but i love decorating and i LOVEEE E42 Miles so i put 2 and 2 together and VOILA 😈

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE FOLLOW i follow you back rn 😘😘😘 Im actually kicking my feet twirling my braids and giggling🤭🤭