#rio needs to be alone for a while

[crxss01]

— Never Felt So Low

pairing ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ 42!miles morales x reader

summary ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ you see miles a month after his dad's funeral.

warnings ✧˖ ° angst, comfort, sad miles, grief, mentions death (obvi), sad tía morales.

m. list, main m. list.

translations ✧࿓☾ mija: dear, bonito: handsome/pretty boy. princesa: princess, gracias, muñeca: thanks, doll.

miles had been distant ever since his dad died, you completely understood him (in a way) and the fact that he wanted to be there for his mother. but you also wanted to be there for him, to be able to give him the comfort that he needed.

since he had made no attempts to contact you, you decided that you were just going to his house with no invitation. you would not only fail yourself if you didn't go but you would also fail him because right now he needs all of the support that he can get.

knocking on the door, you waited until it was answered by rio morales, who you liked to refer to as tía morales. the woman looked a mess, which was understandable, her eyes were bloodshot and she had dark bags under them, her nose was red, her hands were shaking and her bottom lip was quivering.

"ohh... tía morales." you walked in, pulling the older woman into a hug.

she held you close and tightly, not tight enough to the point that it was uncomfortable but to the point where you felt the pressure, tía morales did not start to cry instead choosing to just enjoy the comfort you were offering.

you let her hug you for however long she wanted. a couple of seconds or minutes later, you lost track of time, she started to pull away slowly.

"i missed you, mija." she told you, her hands cupping your cheeks and her thumb gently caressing one of them.

"i missed you too, tía." and it was true, the woman was pretty much a mother figure to you.

"go check on our boy, i'm starting to get so worried about him." she shook her head, holding back tears. "he's been suppressing his emotions."

you nodded. "alright, i'll try to help him."

tía morales pointed at his bedroom and you walked to the door, stopping right in front of it and lifting your arm to knock.

“ma, i already told you that i don’t wanna eat anything right now.”

“it’s me, bonito.” you called out softly. “can i come in?”

there was a minute of silence and you were scared that he was about to tell you to leave when he finally spoke. “yes, come in.”

so you did. the moment you saw him sitting down on his bed, head thrown back and staring at the ceiling you felt relieved to see that he was at least looking healthy so far.

“miles…”

your previous thought changed when he turned his head to look at you and your heart broke this time. he looked pale and so tired, you wanted nothing more than to bring back the rich color of his skin and to make the happy look return to his tired eyes.

“hey..” he said with no emotion whatsoever, even his voice had a rough edge to it that you didn’t notice while you were outside his door.

“hey, bonito.” you walked closer to him and sat beside him on the bed, taking his hand in yours.

“i’m sorry, it’s been a while.” he apologized. “i made you feel alone.”

“don’t apologize, i understand.” you shook your head. “but now i want to be here for you and i think it was the other way around, i wasn’t there for you and made you feel like you only had your uncle and mom.”

“i knew i had you too, princesa. i just didn’t want you to see me like this.”

“miles, i don’t care about your appearance as long as you look healthy, you know that. you are going through a tough time right now and i want to be here for you.”

miles laid his forehead on yours. “gracias, muñeca.”

“can i stay here with you?” you asked, wanting to spend the night with him in your arms but still not wanting to intrude. it was good enough that he didn’t argue with you about you being in his home, yet you even were willing to spend the whole week with him if it would bring back the tiniest spark back to his eyes.

“yes, you can.” he nodded, raising one hand and softly stroking your cheek with his thumb just like his mother did.

after what seem like hours in the same position, his face had lost part of the tension on it, a calm expression replacing it and it made you feel a little better that you had that effect on him.

“here, mi niño.” tía morales had walked in and was passing two plates of food to you and miles.

“ma, i already—”

“thank you, tía.” you took both plates from her. “we’ll both eat it.”

the woman nodded, a smile on her face before she left the room, closing the door and leaving a 4inch gap.

you turned to miles and put one plate down on his bed and focused on one. lifting a spoonful you blew on the rice and chicken on it before directing the spoon to miles’s lips.

“say ahh.” you told him.

miles looked at you for a second before rolling his eyes and opening his mouth. “ahh.”

you put the spoon inside his mouth, and he gladly chewed the food when you took the spoon out.

grabbing food from the plate on the bed you also ate and closed your eyes at the taste of tía morales’ delicious cooking.

after miles swallowed his mouthful, you took another spoonful from the plate on your hand and lifted the spoon to his lips.

miles once again looked at you for a second but instead of rolling his eyes, he smiled showing the dimples that you loved so much.

his smile was contagious and you couldn’t help but smile as well while you led the spoon inside his mouth.

after you both finished eating you took the plates out to the kitchen and washed them before going back to miles’ room and changing into one of his shirts and shorts then laying next to him on his bed.

“i missed you so much, beautiful girl.” miles said, hugging you close. his head on your chest.

“and i missed you too.” you said truthfully.

miles nodded into your chest and you both stayed quiet for a few minutes. when you felt little droplets of tears falling onto the shirt you were wearing, you didn’t say anything. already knowing how sensitive miles was and how he preferred to cry in silence unless he spoke first.

your hand started going up and down his back, letting him know you were there and he got the message because he hugged you more tightly and sobs were coming out of his throat.

“i just miss him.” he finally spoke, his voice breaking.

this was your queue that you could speak now. “i know, bonito, i know.” you told him. “let it all out.”

“it hurts so much.” more tears started coming out of his eyes.

you needed to use all the strength in you in order to not start crying right then and there along with him instead focusing on being as comforting to him as you could, whispering sweet nothings to him and pulling him close to you.

the night went on like this and you made sure that miles was asleep before you allowed yourself to fall under exhaustion control and also fall asleep.

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✧ — miles morales:

¹ VISITING YOUR FAVORITE SPIDER-MAN: (best friends to lovers + playdate energy) per your usual routine, you decide to visit your best friend and spend the day helping him fight crime on earth 1610.

² KISSES BEFORE DINNER: (uses of lipstick + mama rio almost catches you) you and miles were alone in his room, you on his lap as you peppered his face with kisses. not realizing how risky that was, mama rio snaps you out of the moment when she calls you to dinner.

³ FALLING ASLEEP ON CALL WITH YOUR IBF: (serious situationship? + long distance friendship) during a late night call, you decided to fall asleep on call together. as much as he'd rather hold you in his arms, this would do for now.

⁴ HE LEARNED TO RIDE A MOTORCYCLE: (established relationship + twin miles) you met your boyfriend through his twin. unlike you and his brother, miles was a goody-two-shoes so to impress you he decides to try something new.

✧ — miles morales (e42):

¹ PHOTO BOOTH KISSES: (fem! user + established relationship) some way, some how, you managed to get your boyfriend to go to a photo booth with you. deciding to take advantage of the situation, you pepper his face in kisses, leaving lipstick marks on his face.

✧ — miguel o'hara:

¹ YOU TEND TO GET INTO PETTY ARGUMENTS: (established relationship) you and your husband often find yourselves in petty disagreements. however, this time, he really pissed you off. your solution? taking your ring off.

² LYLA IS THE BEST WING-AI: (friends to lovers + lyla being a good wingwoman) miguel seemed to be the only one who didn't realize just how attached he was to you. in an attempt to get hq running back to normal, lyla calls you back to hq early.

✧ — hobart brown:

¹ KISSES THAT STING: (uses of lip plumper + established relationship) trying out a new plumper, you forgot to warn your boyfriend before giving him a kiss. now you have to explain why your lips sting and what the hell's a plumper.

² BIG BRO DUTIES: (platonic + siblings au) your brother has never had the best relationship with your parents and eventually he moved out as soon he could. as much as he didn't like them, he still cared deeply about you and decided it would be best to keep you safe in the form of his alter ego.

³ WORLDS APART: (platonic or romantic) hobie may not have a means to get to your world, but he'll find away if it means helping you. when he finds out miguel and the spider-society didn't send back up when you needed it, he does just that.

⁴ ANOTHER POINT FOR SPIDER-MAN: (enemies to lovers + hero!hobie x enemy!user) hobie was indifferent to the trivial crimes you committed but once he realized how desperate the police were to catch you, his interest was peaked.

✧ — gwen stacy:

¹ YOUR EARTH WAS ERASED: (best friends to lovers + comfort) you and gwen quickly became best friends after she joined the spider society. such close friend that she had the tendency to come into the room you had at HQ unannounced. one day, she barged in at the wrong time and finds you crying over the earth you lost.

² KISSES ARE ALWAYS THE SOLUTION: (established relationship) while helping gwen with her makeup, you accidentally apply too much lipstick. the only reasonable solution is kissing her so it transfers— obviously.

 ✧ — spider-man noir:

¹ CHESS AND EGG CREAMS: (enemies to lovers) finally, after years of searching for you, peter was able to get you to fall into a trap he crafted so carefully for you. now that you're here, why not play a little game?

² EASING A DETECTIVE OF HIS STRESS: (detective!peter x bartender!user) you couldn't help but notice that the detective that frequents your clubs has been particularly stressed lately. it wouldn't hurt to start with a drink on the house to relieve that stress.

 ✧ — jonathan ohnn (the spot):

¹ BEING THE SPOT HAS ITS PROS AND CONS: (established relationship) you are one of the only people who doesn't find your boyfriend's new form appalling. but that doesn't mean it's any less scare when his head pokes through holes in the walls.

✧ — benjamin reilly:

¹ WORKOUT ASSISTANCE: (established relationship + ben has such himbo energy and i live for it) it's no secret your boyfriend is a BIG fan of exercise, doing so all around your shared apartment. and the last time i checked, staring is no crime.

[iiiiiiis-things]

Period HC's with the Spiderverse

paring: (separate) earth42!miles morales, earth1610!miles morales, gwen stacy, pavitr parbhakar, miguel o'hara x femblack!reader

cw: period/vagina

blurb: what they're like when you're on your period

a/n: y'all i'm going through it rn. also this is what i used to translate my spanish

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earth 42 miles morales

now despite his cold demeanor he would literally be so god damn sweet while on your cycle

well- as sweet as he can be

you didn't even tell him, he found out bc you was getting out of line with him

"Aye Mami me pasa mi bolso" his face contorts in confusion as you suck yo teeth "damn i gotta do everything for you ? what's next you want me to change your fucking diaper?"

immediately notices

"you on yo period?"

you flabbergasted mouth gaped wide open

he already knows about everything cs yk his mom.. since his dad... nvm

does anything you want

tells uncle aaron that any plans for the following days of the week had to be canceled

literally with you 24/7

he doesn't even goes to the store to go get snacks

mf uses go puff

"miles you need to go home" you speak laying on his chest as you were slowly but surely drifting off to sleep "Ya le envié un mensaje de texto a mi mamá que no voy a ninguna parte"

wake up the next day to breakfast in bed

y'all bfrl we kno damn well he can't cook 💀

he ordered dennys while you was still sleep and js fixed it up on a plate to make it LOOK like he did 😭

whenever you lash out at him and get to throwing shi he js let's you

"i swear to god you got me fucked up!" you throw the remote at him as he moves to the right dodge it.

overall is js a big cuddle bug and servant for you to use <3

miles morales 1610

is literally clueless

you've been acting weird and being bipolar asf the past three days

breaking point was when you got extra mat at him for accidentally knocking over a vase (that he caught so it didn't break) when he snuck in your room window

"is everything ok? ¿Tuviste un mal día?"

boy wants to cry when you tell him to leave

"bro, just leave me alone i'm not in the mood right now" freezes at the word bro

"ok i'll swing by tomorrow?" he looks back at you out trying to see if you'll change your mind "mhm yeah later"

is so sad bc you didn't even say you love him ☹️

when he walks in the front door of his house mama rio IMMEDIATELY senses something is wrong with her son

stops whatever tf she was doing main concern being miles

"miles baby what's wrong ?" he lets out a sigh "i think y/n is mad at me" then proceeds to explain the situation

rio then explains wdf is happening

miles feels SO bad for not knowing 😭

is at your house the next day with a shit load of chocolate, a pack or two of gatorade, and some extra strength tylenol

he then tells you what his mom recommended (like what to drink and which medication works the best)

gets scared and lowkey flinches when you get cramps 💀

(you see him do it but he tries to plays it off)

is cuddling with you all the time

you play a prank on him while sending him into the drugstore to go ask for a period product that doesn't exist-

THE HORROR ON HIS FACE 😭

jeff being concerned on why their child hasn't been home for the past 4 days (dw rio explains)

gwen stacy

at first doesn't really get why your attitude is bigger than normal

but after the second day immediately understands

"it's your t.o.m (time of month) huh ?" you look slightly embarrassed "yeah..."

WILL go to the store to get you whatever you need

y'all share heat pads no one can change my mind 🙄✋🏾

y'all have talks over which pads and tampons are the best

y'all debate over pads the only agreement being that wings are better

but the both of y'all agree that tampax is on top 💪🏾

she would always be over at your house because she uses you as an excuse to get away from her dad :(

if y'all ever got it around the same time all HELL would break loose 😭

both of yall would be just straight up mad with eachother

"what do you want to eat?" she looks over at you as y'all walking to the mall food court "oh anything's fine"

walks over towards the chic-fil-a section "oh wait i don't want chicken, how about taco bell?"

mf groans and roll her eyes "i want chic-fil-a, u said anything was fine!"

"well maybe i changed my mind! if you wanted something specific why would you ask me?!" people start to stare as the heat of the argument rises

yall eventually settle for smoothies from jamba juice

she's more cuddly than usual which is completely fine

you make jokes about being blood sisters 💀

she does not find them funny.

pavitr parabhakar

you avoid him like the plague

why? because you do not want to lash out at your sweet, sweet , baby boy for no reason 😭

pav is like so confused

thinks he did something wrong ☹️

"hi y/n!" your walking to class as you hear someone calling you from down the hall obviously recognizing the voice of your boyfriend you walk faster so he couldn't catch up to you in the crowded hallway

"y/n??" stands there like 🧍🏽‍♂️

he thinks you didn't hear him and is probably just trying to get to class early to turn in late homework or something

but later when you two are supposed to meet up for chai after school (like always) and you don't show up he knows your avoiding him

baby is SO SADDD 😭

the next day he finally catches up with you as you walk into the school building and asks you straight up "are you avoiding me?"

you began to feel like the absolute worst gf ever as you see the worry in his eyes "no baby, i just- i mean-" he slightly bends his back leaning to get eye level with you "is there someone else?"

your heart sinks to your ass 😭

"what no pavi swear!" "then why are you avoiding me?" you sigh, giving in and explain what's been going on

"oh" he then stands up straight you began to feel he's about to be disgusted about you bleeding from your literal vagina until he wraps his arm around your shoulder and drags you into the school building

"babe i'm gonna be honest with you, i really don't care you could've just told me"

walks you to class as if nothing's happened

best.boyfriend.ever

i feel like his spider sense would kind help him see your ina bad mood idk

pepper kisses on your face

but once he sees you cramping it's over with

he's gonna cuddle you and not let you go (you have to force him off of you when you have to use the restroom)

asks auntie maya about it and she tell him everything you need, how you might react, and how he needs to watch everything he does to not make you upset

doesn't hesitate to buy pads if you need em

is constantly by your side

he👏🏾is👏🏾your👏🏾personal👏🏾heat👏🏾pad

whenever you get angry or upset he immediately apologizes and blames himself bc he thinks that if ur upset than he obviously did something wrong.

he def runs you hot baths with epson salt

ends up getting a period tracker app on his phone to keep up-

y'all were watching moana and he was trying his hardest not to laugh. 😭

why? because you started crying when maui left moana all on her own 🙍🏾‍♀️

and cried harder when he came back-

y'all i feel like i went a lil overboard wit this one 😭

hobie brown

this mf here

he will literally be the worst person to be around

idk how bt he knew it was coming before YOU knew it was coming

like y'all could be chilling on his couch and out of nowhere he goes

"you're getting a visit from aunt flow (i googled this) tomorrow you know that right?"

you being confused bc "who da fuck is aunt flo.... wait-"

hobie will never tell how he knows when it's coming but hey at least he reminds you 🤷🏾‍♀️

literally loves to piss you off

he likes seeing you all riled up

it's just something about the way you scream and throw shit at him for leaving the tv on all night

kinda like miles(42)- instead when you throw shit he catches it

smug the entire time.

the amount of teasing is crazy

"do you think you'll get pregnant if we-" "no" 🙎🏾‍♀️

he isn't a complete asshole

eventually throughout all of the teasing he does whatever you want him to do

when your cramping he helps by rubbing his hand on your lower tummy in circles

he does buy steal you candy from the store

if your craving anything he will most def go get it for you and if you wanna cuddle he would

he'll obviously kno that you want to but makes you asks bc he like that 🤷🏾‍♀️

"you alright?" hobie asks leaning in the door way of his bedroom as he watches you hug your stomach on his bed "could you help?"

"sure luv what do you need?" like bitch-

if you need him to go get you more this mf WILL ask you what size your vagina is 😭 (weirdo)

OMG NO BC RMB THAT ONE BAYMAX SCENE WHEN HE WAS GETTING THAT GURL PADS ?! 😭

he stands in the drugstore on the isle with the women necessities (after getting your size) while a middle age woman sides eye him as she slowly reaches for her preferred option

(the lady is confused on why there's a tall ass, guitar playing, punk, holding a box of literal diva cups in his hand 💀)

he eventually gives up and asks the lady if the ones in her hand are any good

let's just say he walks out the store with 4 months supply of period products

overall he's an asshole.. but he's your asshole 😫🤞🏾

miguel o'hara

now he's a little older so he isn't dumb

but he isn't the smartest either

a lot of people say miguel is sweet... no he's not

like bffr we see how SASSY this mf is in the movie 👏🏾😭

i feel like this mf would argue you down whenever your in a bad mood

"get the fuck out my way!" you scream at one of the peters as they bump into you knocking your food out your hand "damn what crawled up your ass and died"

you turn around to see nun other than your boyfriend

"you apparently, do you ever take a day off" his eyebrow raises a little "and leave you idiots running this place?" you roll your eyes as you walk over to grab a duplicate of what you just dropped

miguel notices how your more snappy at him, in fact you've been snappy the past couple days

"hey what's up with you?" he asks, yeah you guys bicker but it's usually playful flirting

"i don't kno, how would you feel if you were bleeding from your vagina?"

he finally gets it

later at home he walks in with a walmart bag of candy, a new fluffy blanket, and a gift card that has "im sorry" written on the front

he would stop picking with you knowing your attitude can go from 0-100 rq

like i mention with hobie and miles(42) i feel like he would just listen as you yell and throw shit at him

but because of his huge size he just sits there unfazed as you throw a literal flashlight at him (where you found it? no one knows.)

he would only cuddle with you at night saying "it's the only way i can sleep" when you know he just wants you to feel better

yes i got impatient with hobie and miguel.

[ghostflowerhotpotch]

You know I had seen some headcanons about ghostflower as parents, and here is a bit of my take on that.

Miles is the responsible dad, Gwen is the fun mom.

And that assumption has entirely to do with this.

Yep, I think the roles would be reversed for them, hear me out.

Miles was raised by loving and present parents, they have room for improvement but I don't doubt that Jeff and Rio knew how to establish healthy boundaries, knew when to be strict and when to be more permissive, and are all overall supportive, amazing parents.

Now, the thing about Gwen's parents-

Mom we know nothing, Gwen's mom is never mentioned in the spider-verse movies and again, I haven't read all of her comics, but if that woman was mentioned I don't remember. I normally assume she died when Gwen was very young so she doesn't have too many memories of her.

This leaves us with George.

So, I don't think George is the worst, I have my issues and I would scream at him until he goes deaf- but you can see at the end that he loves Gwen, and while he doesn't know what he is doing, he is trying.

We haven't seen much of him, but what did I notice?

He is not good with emotional intelligence; he doesn't realize that telling Gwen how the case is doing will not make her feel better (and it has to be a while since Peter died, he should know this by now.) Clearly doesn't know what to say to cheer her up. Tries to talk about his job and his duty when he doesn't know how to proceed.

And then he leaves because there was an emergency with the police; and is obvious this is not a rare occurrence. As someone who was basically raised by a single parent doing a lot of hours at work, I can tell you by this interaction that Gwen probably spend hours or entire nights alone.

So, how does translate to their parent styles?

Miles would feel a lot more confident in his role as a parent, he would definitely read a lot of books and would have his parents on speed dial; but Miles he is also a natural. He would thinking back on how his parents raise him, looking back in their decisions and understanding where they are coming from, and overall end up finding a middle point between how he grew up, and what he thinks is right for him and his family.

I will share what he does when the kids are older while sharing Gwen's approach.

Gwen on the other hand? Extremely anxious, Miles needed to reassure her a lot specially at the beginning. She can barely remember her mom, and her dad wasn't the most present. While I think by this point the relationship between her and Miles's parents would be better, I think part of her would also be afraid looking incompetent in comparison to Rio.

Later when the kids are older, Gwen defaults more to let the kids play and do things that they probably shouldn't "Is just one day/night," "Oh when I was their age I was trying to imitate the gymnasts on the TV, at least they are a lot more resistant that I was!" and "Hmmm, maybe this is something we should ask your father too."

Gwen's laxer approach was thanks to not being heavily supervised and not realizing when is too much at times, or thinking these is one of those things kids should learn and it would be fine.

Thanks to this, Miles is normally the one who needs to more strict and reasonable. "No, we can't have popcorn and ice cream for dinner, it doesn't matter if is Friday and summer is starting"; "I DON'T CARE IF YOU CAN HANDLE FALLING 6 FEET TO THE GROUND, YOU ARE NOT PRACTISING TIGHT ROPE!" and "I told you no, and don't go asking your mother just so she can say yes, I will find out."

Miles is still, the one parent to go when the kids are sad, upset or need to be hear out. While he may be stricter of the two and tries to stop anything that he deems too far; he knows the best how to de-escalate a situation and see reason.

Gwen while a lot of times doesn't know what to do, their kids always go to her when they just need a hug and be comforted. While Gwen a lot of times doesn't know what to say to make things better, or what advice to give; she never shy's away from telling her kids that sometimes they will make mistakes, and she would do too, but that never means they deserve any less love or compassion; no matter how hard the world is or the mistakes they make, Gwen promises to be there at any point, and that Miles and her would never stop loving them.

There is a lot of adjustments and discussions, but they balance it out.

[hobvitr]

hi love, how are you? could you do an earth 42 miles morales x reader in enemies to lovers style? i really want to read this <3 thank you

miles morales 42 x reader

fem!reader

genre/warnings: enemies to lovers (kinda), angst, hurt, mentions of being assaulted, fluff, comfort, kissing, miles 42 may be out of character idk, unrevised writing

note: heyy darling!! thank you for this request! i tried my best to make it make sense and i hope it does! just finished it almost passing out from sleep :p recommended song: don't - bryson tiller

sinopses: your neighbor isn't the most friendly to you and you are intrigued by it, until he help you with a bad situation

you were making your way up the stairs of your apartment, humming the song that echoed throughout your earphones. too distracted looking the at the steps, you bump into someone going the opposite direction.

"oh, sorry-" you quickly apologize looking up to see who was it, and to your surprise, it was your neighbor, miles morales. he just stared at you, not bothering to answer or apologize too, and continued to made his way down stairs.

'damn, what a prick...' you thought to yourself, furrowing your eyebrows as you reached your door, carefully unlocking it with your keys. as you entered your cozy home, you throw your shoes at the entrance and made your way to the kitchen.

you started to rewind a little bit your encounters with morales while you gathered ingredients to cook some dinner, noticing that he never directed One word towards you, you didn't even know what his voice sounded like, just muffled when he was chatting briefly with his uncle and it happened that you heard. some neighbors are a pain in the ass but you didn't understand why he was so avoidant around you. although he was pretty unsympathetic he looked like a good person, because his mother, rio, was an angel.

as you were looking throughout the shelves for salt, you realized you needed to go to the grocery store to get some. you sighed with exhaustion, putting your shoes again and picking just your wallet to go down the street. it was already dark now, your classes ended a bit later than expected so you weren't used to go out alone at this time of the night.

as you walked down the street, you didn't realize you were being followed by some tall and pretty much bigger guy than you. anxiety started to burn into your veins as you picked up your pace, but his pace got quicker too. taking a deep breath you just kept going, not so far to the store, but you felt a strong hand hold your arm, making you flinch.

"where do you think you're going, lady?" the buff guy asked, his hold getting tighter around your arm and you started to tear up with fear. "where do you think she's going?" a low voice comes near you, catching your attention. morales?

"fuck off. now, kid." the guy said, reaching to the inside of his coat, but miles was faster, throwing a punch on his face, making the buff guy look like a little bitch now curled on the ground. your eyes widened as you looked at him, then at morales.

"s-sorry" you stutter at miles, not sure what to say. "shouldn't be apologizing" he replies. "y'kay?" he asks, making eye contact with you, scolding you towards the grocery store, not wanting the man to be near you.

"i think so... yeah.." you breathe out, still shaky from the shock it all was. he accompanies you in the store while you get your salt and some candy, and you almost forgot to thank him for probably saving your life. "thank you... so much, actually."

he nod with a slight smile you almost didn't see. your mind race with the thought of asking him why he didn't like you but still punch some guy for your safety. "i'm sorry for asking, but is there a reason why you never talk to me? did i do something wrong? 'cause i really don't know and i would like to improve if i'm being a pain in the ass" your voice filled with a kind of despair.

he stayed silent for a moment, making you feel embarrassed, but he finally answered. "you're fine, i just don't tend to talk to anyone" he didn't seem convincing, but you got along with it anyway.

there wasn't much mystery, really. he had difficult to get to know new people, you just didn't knew about that. you assumed he was popular between the neighborhood and school, but it was a wrong assumption and you still didn't know about it.

"oh, okay" you replied, slightly relieved you were clear. "well, I'm y/n l/n" you extended your arm for a handshake. "I'm no more anyone" you said smiling to him as he shake your hand. "I'm miles morales" he replied with a small grin.

you kept your optimism now that he helped and talked to you. everyday after that day you said the most sympathetic 'hey' at him, and day after day he was opening his shell to you, replying and catching up to know how you and your family are.

you started to feel weird, getting excited to see and talk to him when you two could. nothing wrong to be happy to see a friend, right? right, but wrong assumption. he wasn't just your friend, he was your crush too. when he appeared with braids you could swear you were passing out at the sight. that was the confirmation to your questions about why you felt weird about miles.

your phone vibrate, indicating a new message. you read 'miles 🐈' on the screen, making you pick up to see what was it.

'can u come to the rooftop?'

'sure'

you replied, putting on a coat that he lent to you and a pair of snickers. you made your way through upstairs and made to the rooftop. you saw him sitting on the edge of the roof.

"what's up, morales?" you got closer to him at his right side, supporting your elbows where he was sitting. you were a bit afraid of doing the same as him.

"hey" he replied, looking at you. for whatever reason you were nervous about meeting him, and you did it almost daily. "why'd you called me here?" you asked nonchalantly, faking tranquility.

"i just wanted to see you" his words came out like honey, your heart melting as you heard it, but you can't show your weakness as you don't know how he feels about you. "that's cute" you tease him, a grin escaping from your lips and he bumps you with his elbow. "shut up" you know he was smiling as he said.

"i was thinkin' earlier... that I'm not being honest with you" he started, making you cut eye contact with him. you knew something was up and now you are sure everything was being dumped in trash at real time. you stayed quiet, not wanting to interrupt his vent.

"i don't tell you everything, i even lie to you" his tone was low, but you could still hear him, and that was the problem. you didn't want to hear anything more and go home to process everything and cry your eyes out locked in your room. "i don't think we can be friends anymore" he stated, your heart swell completely, tears threatening to fall but you were strong to hold back. "i want to make you happy, i want to love you property" he confessed.

your mind was racing now, trying to understand what he meant exactly, you didn't want to be delusional and state you liked him back, what if he was talking about something else.

"i know you're overthinking right now, there's no need" he chuckled briefly, looking at your poor confused expression. "i like you. more than as a friend" he said clearly, not one misinterpretation was possible to happen now.

you finally looked back at him, teary eyed while you chuckled at your situation and the theatre he made just to confess to you. "fuck, you don't confess to someone like this, miles, you almost killed me" your hand was covering your face, letting some tears roll down your cheeks. "i like you too" you confessed, voice mumbled, as you were still shy to admit it.

he was smiling beautifully, both of you with shining eyes. miles got back to the floor, now standing at your side. "sorry about almost killing you" one of his hands traveled to your cheek, his thumb caressing slightly your soft skin. "can i redeem myself?" he ask with a grin and you reply with one as well. "don't get me waiting" he almost cutted you mid sentence crashing his lips onto yours.

even with the excitement of both of you, the kiss maintained a slow and soft pace, making you smile at the moment. miles placed his other hand at your waist, backing up for air. "we have to catch up all that time we didn't kissed each other" he say, getting a chuckle out of you. "we'll manage it" you winked placing your arms around his neck.

[lunarfleur]

Like He Deserves ~ Earth 42! Miles Morales

Tagging: @juneberrie @sluggmuffin @hiyaitssans @enchanting-violet @nagi3seastorm @milesmolasses @luvjunie @n1cole-ghost @urfavnegronerd @hearts4hobie @mayeluvsu

Warnings:Lowkey depressive episode but nothing bad, just Miles being in a slump.

A/N: Me and @kombuuuu were talking about this, so this is my biggest contribution to the fandom.

This is x gender neutral reader!

The first thing Rio Morales noticed when she walked in the door was that your shoes were still there. They weren’t her son’s. She knew that.

She peeked into Miles’s bedroom. The lights were off, except for the candle lit on Miles’s desk. It made the room smell like vanilla. Miles loved vanilla candles. She leaned against the door frame when she heard small mumbles coming from his bed.

You laid on one side of the bed, wearing one of Miles’s t-shirts. He laid next to you while you ran your fingers over his face, pressing kisses over the skin.

“Dad woulda loved you,” Miles mumbled. You hummed in response. His voice was low and slurred, filled with exhaustion.

“Yeah?”

“I miss him, ya know?”

“I know.”

You kisses over his cheek and jaw, reaching your hand up to scratch his head.

“Will you stay with me until I fall asleep? I don’t want to be alone.”

You kissed his lips softly, humming.

“Of course.”

You exited his room 15 minutes later, closing the door behind you softly before walking into the living room. Rio looked up at you. You stopped dead in your tracks.

“Um, I was just leaving.” You forced the words out quickly.

It was 2 hours past the time you were supposed to leave. You had already texted your own guardian about being home late. Miles, however, had not texted his mother. He hadn’t thought.

“Sit with me.”

“What?”

“Come on, siéntate conmigo.” Rio patted the spot next to her on the couch. You hesitantly placed your bag on the floor and sat next to her. She sipped on some tea, leaving you waiting anxiously.

You knew Rio wasn’t fond of you. You just didn’t know why. You were always polite, offering to help around the house, never calling her by her first name. Yet, she was always giving you that same disproving look.

“She’ll warm up to you,” Miles always said. You doubted it.

“So-”

“Miles loves you.” She cut you off firmly, looking you in the eyes.

“I know.” She paused for a moment, only for a moment, before sighing.

“That boy has always been a giver. He gives and he gives. It’s around this time of year he seems to run dry.”

You nodded. Of course you knew. It was around the anniversary of his dad’s death. He missed his dad more than anything. It always had an affect on him.

“I can’t tell you how you feel about him,” she continued, “but if you’re just going to end up hurting him, then I don’t want you to come back. His entire life Miles has given. It’s time he gets something back. It’s what he deserves.”

You thought on it. Miles was always giving. Always offering. He offered to do your homework, to make your food. Never once had he made you feel anything less than loved.

“Believe me, mam. I’d set myself on fire before I ever hurt him.”

Rio went quiet for a minute, thinking about your words. You couldn’t help but wonder what was going through her head.

“My son has a good heart.”

“I know.”

“You need to be careful with it.”

“I’d be a moron to be anything less.”

Rio nodded at you.

“You need to love him like he deserves.”

“I do.”

For the first time since you had met her, she smiled at you. At you. And it wasn’t forced, it was genuine. It was warm. It reminded you of all the times Miles had smiled at you.

“Do you?”

“I do.”

Rio nodded again, exhaling in satisfaction. That was it, apparently. That’s all she wanted.

You stood up, picking up your bag and walked to the door. You had already kissed Miles goodnight. Rio followed behind you. You opened the door.

“Thank you.”

You turned around, humming in confusion.

“Thank you,” she repeated, “for what you do for him.”

You smiled.

“Always.

It’s what he deserved.

[howdoesagrapewrites]

𝙈𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙂. 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙭 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙖!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

warnings: none, sfw, fem!reader, earth 42 Miles barely appeared so I'm not sure if there's such thing as ooc?

Notes: this is very self indulgent and reader is shamelessly based off of me

Part two (1610 Miles)

>He's glad he doesn't have to instruct you when you meet his family

>and speaking of that, is more likely that he'll be quicker to introduce you to them

>I will push the "he calls his girlfriend mami" agenda

>Loves to cook with you<3

>Specially if you aren't boricua, because that means he gets to teach you things about his culture, and you get to teach him about yours

>"si es una niña tan linda, o la cuidas o la cuidas, mijo" -Rio, wondering why did you picked his son out of everyone

>He's got so much more confidence and is so shameless while flirting, unlike his earth 1610 counterpart

>bro was literally rizzing himself up

>does the "you looking fine" whistle (not when his mom's around though)

>He probably had his eye on you for some time

>Miles "donde pongo el ojo pongo el bicho" Morales

>loves to touch you, and is not ashamed to be possessive

>a hand firm on your waist, an arm around your shoulder, intertwining fingers

>Those forms of PDA are his way of telling you that you mean the world to him, even if he has a hard time expressing and processing his emotions after his dad's passing

>He's a puertorrican man who's father died and left him "the head of the home" at a young age, of fucking course his love language is providing for you

>You gotta tell him you can get things for yourself and you don't need his money constantly (specially because it's not like he's rich) but he accuses you of not loving him, deadass 💀

>He probably picks up words and expressions from your dialect

>Talks shit to you about other people in spanish

>Really, really, really likes when you call him pet names

>wants you to call him papi

>I don't think he has enough spice tolerance for some mexican food, but he can handle jalapeños and valentina

>no, he does not dance, don't even ask

>ok, he may dance with you when you're alone, but in a sensual setting, not in a party

>Your family is a bit weary of him at first (he's so serious!) But they see how much he cares for you and how dedicated he is

>you two definitely yell at each other in spanish from one corner of the house to the other and everyone think you're arguing

>what happened: "You bought the rice I asked for?", "Yeah I got it on sale so we have 5 packages", "thanks, cielo"

[marleyybluu]

You and rio bring too loud and the kids having an idea what y’all are doing

Thin Walls

Rio Martinez x black!fem!reader

WC: 2.5k

Warnings: 18+, smut, not so sneaky sex, oral f!receiving, cussing, p in v sex, creampie bcus i have a problem, use of 'daddy', use of y/n, shitty ending cus i ran out of things to say.

"Mmm, you always starting shit." Y/n groaned as her husband kissed down her neck, his warm arms wrapped around her waist as she washed the dishes. "Come on baby, just a little quick one."

Yn giggled as he nibbled on her earlobe, his sneaky hands running up her shirt. It had been a while since they had any alone time and if she was honest, it felt like she was constantly throbbing with every touch he gave her, even a simple wink made her want to jump him. How could she not? Rio was so fine, well-tatted, he treated her like the most precious diamond in the world and when he put it down on her he made sure she could barely speak after.

It's not like they didn't have the time for it, but there was always-

"Mommy!"

-little interruptions.

Rio kissed his teeth and chuckled getting off of her as tiny footsteps came closer to their environment. Their thirteen-year-old son Marcus and their nine-year-old son Marcello came with poked-out bottom lips. "Can we have a snack please?"

"Why don't you ever call for your father huh? Y'all only call him to play ball or video games." She was joking, if the boys needed her for anything they could always rely on her and they knew that but sometimes it'd be nice for them to holler for their father more often. "He doesn't make good snacks." Marcus scolded. Rio scoffed throwing a plastic cup that she just washed at him, she kissed her teeth and glared at her husband, sometimes it felt like she had three kids instead of two.

Rio searched the pantry for some goodies, he tossed a bag of Cheetos on the counter and told them to snack on those. They groaned but grabbed the bag and went back to their activities upstairs. "Easy peasy," His hands found their way back to her skin. "Now where were we?"

Yn ignored him, well tried at least, but her body's response was a dead giveaway. She inhaled sharply as his teeth playfully grazed across her shoulder blade, he squatted down behind her— he smirked lifting her little skirt that she may or may not have worn on purpose. She sighed when his teeth sunk into her cheeks, not hard enough to hurt but just enough to leave a faint outline. Yn leaned forward giving him further access to her pussy, he moaned at the prettiest sight in front of him.

His tongue danced between her glistening slit, she quietly gasped at the quick contact. "I'll fuck you right here if you want it." He teased. She didn't want to say it, every time she begged for him she sounded like a desperate little bitch. And maybe she was.

"Rio..." She whined pushing back, he spanked her. "I wanna hear it."

"Please."

"Please what?"

"Please fu-"

BOOM! A loud thud disrupted their moment and a faint argument started upstairs. Both parents let out a frustrated sound. "You've got to be fucking kidding me." Rio cursed. Yn snickered. "That sounds like a problem for Dad."

He put her skirt back down and pressed a quick kiss against her neck. "I'm not done with you mama, trust me."

Those words lingered in her atmosphere long after he'd left, she was wondering if it was too late to call someone to watch the boys so she could get some time with her husband but they had school tomorrow, what was one more day before the weekend?

The day felt like it was passing so slowly, the couple shot little looks at each other and small touches as they passed by. The boys did their homework, ate dinner, showered and were now downstairs playing video games until their bedtime. Rio found this to be the perfect opportunity to resume his actions from earlier. He double-checked to make sure they had their headphones on which they did. Rio snuck upstairs peeping through every room until he found his wife right where he wanted her.

Yn was minding her business with her towel wrapped around her tits, she was fresh out of the shower and going through her skincare routine. Rio slid inside the room gently closing the door and locking it. The tick of the lock made the hairs on her neck stand at attention. "Hey baby," He smiled walking over to her. "Hi..." She responded curiously watching him remove his shirt and toss it on the floor. "What are you doing?"

He shrugged loosening his belt, his hands coming into contact with her soft skin. "I can't just sneak up on my lady once in a while?" His warm arms held her waist as she applied her serum. "You can." She quirked an eyebrow, "You look suspicious, what'd you break?"

He sucked his teeth. "I'm trynna break you." She blushed pushing back against him. "The boys are downstairs," She reminded. Rio shook his head and pressed his lips to the column of her neck, and moved up until he got to the back of her ear, whispering. "You don't miss me?"

Her eyes fluttered as she felt her towel loosening, "I do." She mewled, "They're playing video games," He explained delivering another smooch, "Headphones are on," His sneaky nimble fingers danced against her thigh. "They won't hear shit."

Before she could respond his hands left her body, she whined yearning for them to return to their places. She watched through the mirror as Rio, who was now stripped to his boxers, made himself comfortable on the bed, she was fighting the urge all she could but it'd been so long. She turned to see his eyes glued to her, waiting for her to make her decision.

One round wouldn't hurt.

His eyes flashed with joy as the towel hit the floor, her pretty naked body presented in front of him, he licked his lips darting his eyes to the various tattoos that soaked into her coffee-coloured skin. He nodded for her to come over and she giggled skipping over to him. The bed dipped under her weight, she straddled him, his hands resting on her thighs. "I swear when them boys leave this weekend..."

Her hands lay flat beside his head as she came in closer, plump and glossy lips dangerously close to him. "What's gonna happen, baby?" She teased flicking her tongue against his pouty bottom lip. "I'll fuck you all over this house girl, stop playin' with me." She squealed after receiving a hard slap on her ass. Y/n leaned down pressing their lips together, tongue tangling in a sweet dance, she moaned as his hands travelled down the side of her thighs pulling her forward to sit right on top of the tent in his boxers. 

Her clit twitched feeling the material brush against it. "Fuck, maybe we should wait." His lips moved down the column of her neck and down to her chest. "You sure?" He teased, the way she was not-so-subtly grinding against his erection, gave him a whole different answer. "No." She whimpered. Their bodies tussled as they switched positions, Rio sat back on his knees pulling down his boxers, her eyes glued to his hard dick, so pretty and begging to be sucked. 

"Later," He said as though reading her mind. He left smooches down the valley of her heavy breasts, taking one in his mouth, his hand doing the rest of the work in finding itself between her legs. His middle finger slid between her lips, she flinched, just one touch could spark her whole body up. He ran it back up her slit, joining his ring finger into the mix-- the pads of his fingers slowly toyed with her sensitive bud. She let out a deep sigh, "Baby, please," 

"Let me have my fun, don't worry about it." 

She groaned, she was impatient, and just because the boys had headphones on does not mean they couldn't just burst in. They were on a time crunch. He moved his mouth down to replace his fingers, his tongue now playing with her emotions, she bit her lip to suppress her moans but failed miserably once she felt those fingers return, stretching her out a bit. His fingers quickly became slick with her arousal, "Fuuuck," Her eyes closed as she just allowed the pleasure to encapsulate her body, her toes curled and nails scratching at his scalp. All she could manage was a consistent string of "Oh, yes." and "Fuck, fuck!" Him constantly reminding her about the boys as if that wasn't her main concern just a few seconds ago. 

She clenched around him once and he removed his digits and whined when he placed a gentle kiss on her clit. He went back to sitting on his knees, his fingers gliding against the smoothness of her inner thighs. She used that opportunity to try and nudge his boxers below his waist, he caught wind of what she was doing and immediately jolted her legs back. "Hm, maybe we should wait." He taunted. She whimpered.

"Hold your legs." He instructed, her hands resting in the crook behind her knee holding them apart giving him a full display of her pussy, he groaned pulling down his last piece of material. He tapped his sticky tip against her clit before sliding down her slit and pushing inside her heat. An almost pornographic moan left her throat, her own hand covering up her mouth to muffle another sound. He pulled back and slowly re-entered her warmth, shivers running up his skin. He could never get tired of this feeling. How cozy she felt, so tight and snug around his dick-- sticky and wet just for him. Y/n's shaky hand pressed against his belly button to hold him back from giving her too much. 

Rio smirked shaking his head. She was lucky he wanted to make this quick otherwise he'd pin her down. A string of whimpers was all he could hear, "Yes," Her head fell back, the pleasure creeping up her skin. He leaned down resting his head in the curve of her neck and shoulder, lips finding their way to her hot skin. The dip at the base of her throat glistened with sweat. "Ohhh, Christopher." 

"You feel good baby?" 

She gripped his bicep. "So good, so fucking good."

Her eyes rolled back, her nails scratching his skin leaving numerous red trails. His name flowed like a river out of her mouth, her back arched pressing their chests together, and her walls convulsed around him. His hands went under her back and she wrapped her arms around her neck while he showered her in more affection. She was receiving an overwhelming sense of pleasure that she didn't want to stop, his tip was ramming into her soft spot she was dripping down his dick, her juices even running down his balls. Tears brimmed her lower lashes, she was getting close. "Baby, fuck, I'm gonna cum."

"Cum on this dick, don't hold out on me." He growled.

Y/n felt her eyes cross and her mouth open but no words left only her panting which in itself was enough to send Rio over. His thrusts becoming sloppier she knew he was just as close as she was. "Y/n, oooh I'm cummin' baby." His voice was raspy, and his body heat increased. "Nut in me, please." 

Her toes curled as she leaked onto him, her walls quickly tightening around him and her body falling almost limp. She gasped feeling his cream ooze inside of her and quietly giggled at their mess. 

Of course, he'd get her messy after she just came out of the shower. He leaned down giving her a quick kiss before pulling out. Y/n slowly sat up and looked over at him. "I just got clean you know." 

He shrugged and chuckled at the fake irritation in her eyes. Her naked body slipped out of bed and wandered to their shared bathroom, she reached her hand out for him. He did not hesitate to chase her inside the shower. 

-

The next morning was off to a late start, Y/n rushed downstairs searching for something to make for the boys' lunch which she usually did the night before but obviously got distracted and forgot to do it. She ran her hands over her face in frustration as she instead searched for her purse so she could at least give them money for lunch. 

"Good... morning." Marcus greeted side-eyeing his mother as he walked around the other side of the kitchen island. "Morning, sweetheart, how'd you sleep?" She was still a bit flushed about last night's events. "I don't know." 

She scrunched up her face. "You don't know. Okay. Well, what do you want for break-" 

"We had breakfast already, I'm just waiting for Celly so that we can go." He answered quickly continuing to avoid eye contact with her. Her eyebrows squeezed together leaving a small dimple in her forehead that she often got when she was confused. "You're not going to say bye to your dad?" 

He snickered and shook his head. "Okay, Marcus Emilio Martinez, what is going on this morning? Why won't you look at me? And what was so funny about what I just said?" 

Marcus exhaled dramatically and finally looked over at his mom but cringed when he did so. "Don't you mean to call him, Daddy?" 

Y/n clutched her imaginary pearls, fuck sake-- they heard them. She buried her head in her hands, her shoulders bounced as she awkwardly laughed about what was being discussed so early in the day. "Marcus..." 

"Marcello doesn't know anything, he fell asleep in the middle of the game, I carried him upstairs and heard... some things." 

"Fuck..." She mumbled. "Heard that a lot too." 

Y/n was utterly embarrassed, she just scarred her kid for the rest of his life. She beat herself up for falling into that trap, she tried her best to be quiet. "Marcus, I am so sorry-" 

"I don't want to talk about it, I'll take Marcello and we'll catch the bus today." 

On cue, her youngest walked in. "Morning Mommy,"

"Morning, honey. Sorry, I didn't make it down on time for breakfast." 

"It's okay," He shrugged flashing his almost toothless smile. Oh the innocence of that boy, naive to all that had transpired between last night and this morning. Marcus checked his watch and urged his little sibling to grab his bag. She bent down pressing a kiss to his head, it was Marcus' turn but he inched back a bit. "I'll give it twenty-four hours." He laughed, and he hugged her as a replacement.

She handed him a bit of cash, enough for himself and his brother and he headed out the door. Y/n sighed, she turned around to see Rio finally entering the kitchen. "Mornin', pretty girl." 

She crossed her arms poking her tongue against the inside of her cheek. "What?"

She grabbed a nearby towel and chucked it at him. "Marcus heard us last night, I told you we should've waited until this weekend." 

Rio found it amusing really, he laughed and shook his head. "This was a team effort mama, you didn't want to wait either."

"Don't pin it on me too." She pouted, he snuck up behind her encasing her in his arms his lips returning to her neck as if they weren't on her all night. "Well, I mean... they're not home now."

She gently elbowed him in the stomach. "Become familiar with your right hand."

"Come on, really?"

"Yep." 

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I still have no idea what Rio's last name is (If he even has one in the show I dont remember) so I'm just gonna use Martinez from now on.... I think it suits him. Peace and love

tags: @skyesthebomb @rio-reid-whoreee

(also tagging who I think would be interested): @darqchilddaydreamz

[celiciaa]

GILBERT VON OBSIDIAN EVENT STORY....

SWEET.

I just love you.

translations are not 100% accurate. expect mistakes.

special thanks to @otomehoneyybearr for proofreading! ♡

minors and ageless blogs dni.

Surrounded by the scent of roses that sneaked in through the open window, I couldn’t help but sigh involuntarily.

(We’ve arrived….)

(…at the Rhodolite castle.)

The coachman opened the door and Gilbert, who was sitting across from me, got out first.

Gilbert: Allow me?

Emma: Thank you… very much

Taking his offered hand, I carefully stepped down the carriage.

(I've seen the castle from a distance before, but it’s the first time I’ve gotten this close.)

(…I might have thought that same thing before losing my memories.)

Gilbert: Hehe, it's been a while since we’ve been in Rhodolite. I never thought we would come here again.

Gilbert doesn't let go of my hand and starts walking towards the entrance.

(I didn’t expect that he would actually accompany me.)

━━FLASHBACK━━

Emma: Gilbert, would you like to come with me to see the roses in Rhodolite?

——That night, after much thought and deliberation, I decided to invite Gilbert.

His red eye widened, and the hooded man standing next to him gasped.

Gilbert: You want me to come with you?

Emma: That’s right. You said you liked roses, didn’t you?

Emma: But...I guess it is a difficult request.

Gilbert: ….

Gilbert: Roderich.

Roderich: ….I will persuade the doctor myself. Have a safe trip.

Gilbert: Yeah, I’ll leave things in your hands while I'm away.

━━FLASHBACK ENDS━━

(I wanted to come to Rhodolite. But also I didn't want to leave Gilbert alone either.)

(…Gilbert immediately granted my selfish request.)

(You really love me, don't you?)

━━

Gilbert escorted me into the castle,

Before I could admire the luxurious interior, three men simultaneously turned towards us.

Gilbert: Hehe, thank you for the warm welcome.

Rio: Emma!

Emma: Huh, Rio!?

The only friend who existed in my memory rushes to me.

Emma: Why are you here?

Rio: Naturally, because I was your butler.

Emma: …My butler? 

Rio: Oh—…..

Rio: …So it’s true that you've lost your memory.

Gilbert: I wouldn’t fabricate something like that, you know.

Gilbert: However, we’ve got quite the overprotective group here.

???: Have you finally decided to give Emma back? 

Gilbert: No way, we’re only here for a trip. 

???: Hmm, a trip, you say. But the young lady next to you seems quite troubled, doesn’t she?

(…I can't remember my time as Belle, but it seems….)

(Like I should know these people too.)

Gilbert: …On the right is Luke, and on the left is Clavis. Both are princes of Rhodolite. 

Although I couldn’t remember the words he whispered in my ear,

Gilbert’s casual consideration eased my tense expression.

(I don't feel comfortable asking a prince for a favor, but it's what I came here for.)

I take a step forward, releasing Gilbert’s hand.

Emma: I have something I'd like to ask you all.

Clavis: Is it about how to drop the worldwide disaster into a pit?

Luke: Shut up. ——What do you want to know?

Emma: I heard that I was at the Rhodolite Castle for a while.

Emma: But I don’t remember anything about that…could you guys please tell me about my time here?

(The story I heard from Gilbert is only from his point of view.)

(But maybe I’ll get different information if I hear the princes of Rhodolite’s side of the story.)

(Especially about why Gilbert loves me.)

(If I could solve that mystery….)

Clavis, Rio and Luke: ….

Emma: Umm...why do you all look so serious?

Clavis: Maybe there are some memories in this world that don't need to be remembered.

Luke: Yeah.

Rio: …Oh right. Prince Gilbert, Prince Chevalier summoned you.

Gilbert: Oh? Are you intending to inconvenience a guest with such a thing?

Rio: My apologies. However, it’s Prince Chevalier we’re talking about.

Gilbert: ….

Gilbert: …It can't be helped then. I’ll grant you mercy just this once.

I instinctively grabbed Gilbert’s cloak as he casually tried to walk away.

Gilbert: Little rabbit?

Emma: Oh...sorry. 

(Why did I try to stop him?)

(…I didn't even have anything to say.)

Gilbert: You don't want me to leave that badly, huh?

Emma: …I don’t know.

Gilbert: You're so honest.

As I let go of his cloak, Gilbert grabs my hand and brings it to his lips.

The gentle touch of his cold lips against my fingertips made my chest tighten.

Gilbert: Even if she doesn't remember, she’s still my fiancée.

Gilbert: You understand, don't you..?

Clavis: Ahaha, no need to threaten us. We would never mistreat Emma.

Luke: Hurry up, you're in the way.

Gilbert: Eeh— how rude. 

With a refreshing laugh, Gilbert finally disappeared into the depths of the castle.

(Normally, I should feel relieved when the notoriuos villain leaves….)

(...But I have this feeling of wanting to chase after him right away...)

Rio: Emma… Let’s talk about this somewhere else, shall we?

━━

Rio: ——And this is how the story went between you and Gilbert. 

Emma: …That can’t be true….

Emma: ….

Emma: Wait...Could it be that something terrible was done to me?

Clavis, Rio and Luke: That’s right.

Emma: ….

(Isolated due to Gilbert’s malice, and the people of Rhodolite turned hostile towards me…)

(And in the end, I was taken to Obsidian as a hostage.)

As expected, there were several pieces of information that Gilbert hadn’t mentioned in the story, and I held my head in my hands.

Emma: ….Why did I fall in love with Gilbert?

Clavis: A momentary lapse.

Luke: You were threatened.

Rio: Because you’re so kind!

(Everyone’s answers are all over the place!)

Rio: Emma, maybe now is your chance.

Emma: My chance…?

Rio: Even if the treaty was signed by the four neighboring countries, Obsidian is still our enemy.

Rio: Staying in obsidian may lead you to being harmed by Rhodolite.

Rio: So, why not take this opportunity to come back to recuperate?

Emma: ….I can’t do that.

Emma: Gilbert said that if I didn't return, he would come to Rhodolite with a large army to pick me up.

Luke: That guy is the worst.

Clavis: Don’t worry, Emma. Our country’s princes are all capable.

Clavis: Dealing with Gilbert should be easy

Clavis: In fact, I've been wondering for some time now whether it's a good idea to put the fate of the country solely in your hands.

Clavis: If there's something we could do about it, would you come back to Rhodolite?

Rio, Luke, Clavis, were all serious.

(…I——)

━━

——Meanwhile.

Gilbert: Honestly, how would they feel if they were esteemed guests and were treated as a burden?

Chevalier: ….

Gilbert: If they wanted to separate me from her, they could have told a more convincing lie.

Gilbert: And that goes for you too. Can’t you stop writing when there’s a distinguished guest in front of you?

Chevalier: An uninvited guest.

Gilbert: I see you’re still terrible at diplomacy. With that attitude, you’ll definitely earn the displeasure of some countries.

Gilbert: …Well, never mind that. Let me borrow this for a moment.

Gilbert, unceremoniously, took the quill from Chevalier's hand,

And lined up several formulas on a nearby document.

Gilbert: What do you think of this?

Chevalier: ….

Chevalier: ….It’s quite unexpected to hear this from the worldwide disaster.

Chevalier: To think you came all the way just to return the rabbit.

Gilbert: Ahaha, don't misunderstand anything.

Gilbert: It’s just a temporary arrangement. If she doesn’t come back, I’ll lead a large army to get her.

Gilbert: I hope Rhodolite doesn't become engulfed in a sea of flames.

Chevalier: I thought you hated lies.

Gilbert: ...Yeah, I do. It makes me want to vomit. 

Chevalier: ….

Chevalier: The cost of this information upfront is high but I will accept it as a gesture to foster future relations.

Gilbert: Why, thank you.

Gilbert: Now that you’ve paid, make sure to handle everything properly.

━━

Emma: Ah, there you are, Gilbert!

After searching around the castle, I finally found a black figure hidden among the roses.

When I ran over to him, he noticed me and greeted me with a fresh smile.

Gilbert: Did you enjoy your chat with them?

Emma: Yes. I was able to hear various stories from everyone.

Emma: …Although, most of them were criticisms about you.

Gilbert: Ahaha. Did you end up hating me?

(To hate you….)

(…I wish I could.)

When I held his cold hand, his blood-colored eye widened slightly——

Gilbert: What’s this? You’re holding the hand of a man who has done so many terrible things to you.

Emma: …It does not have any special meaning.

(However, Gilbert looked lonely while he looked at the roses….)

Emma: Anyway, the roses in Rhodolite are beautiful, aren’t they?

To regain my composure, I scanned my surroundings

The flowers blooming in here are a symbol of the land of roses,

All of them meticulously cared for, displaying vibrant petals.

It was a rose garden so beautiful that I could look at it for minutes, even hours, without getting bored.

Emma: But….

Emma: That single rose I received from you seems more beautiful to me than all of these.

Gilbert: …Really? It looked meager compared to the roses here, though.

Emma: I haven’t forgotten everything to the extent that I don’t understand the meaning of the roses that bloom in Obsidian. 

(A cruel and frightening person… The Gilbert in those stories didn’t seem lovable.)

(I never understood why Gilbert loved me.)

(But I still can't get that rose out of my mind.)

(The rose that Gilbert earnestly made bloom in a barren land.…)

I squeezed his hand tightly so that my warmth transferred to his cold palm.

Emma: I felt refreshed after hearing everyone's stories. Thank you for coming with me.

Emma: Let's go home, Gilbert.

Gilbert: ….

Gilbert: …But your home is here, you know?

Emma: That's true, but the old me chose to live by your side.

Emma: …Besides, after hearing those stories, I’m certain about it.

Emma: That I was definitely in love with you.

Emma: Otherwise, I would never have gone to Obsidian.

(Rio, Clavis, and Luke, all said the same thing.) 

(That I had gone to Obsidian of my own free will.) 

(That decision itself was my answer.)

Gilbert moves away and pulls me into an embrace that my heart doesn’t find unpleasant.

And above all, the red eye in front of me was wavering.

What was unmistakably reflected there was a profound and earnest love.

(….After coming to Rhodolite, I was finally able to accept it.)

(I am…Gilbert’s fiancée.)

Emma: I haven't regained my memories back yet, but...can I stay by your side?

I asked timidly, Gilbert pulled my hand and placed it on his chest.

Gilbert: …Silly little rabbit. I went through the trouble of creating a chance for you.

Emma: A chance?

Gilbert: Hehe, it’s nothing.

Presses his lips against my forehead, Gilbert smiles.

It was a smile rich with emotion, seemingly oozing happiness from the depths of his heart– oddly unfitting for a great villain.

Gilbert: Let's go home. I'll give you a rose garden even grander than this one.

Emma: I look forward to it.

(Until then, I want to remember everything properly.)

(Because I don't want you to feel lonely anymore.)

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[mrsevans90]

Puppy Love

Captain Syverson x OFC Emma Miller Part 16

Summary: Austin Syverson has returned to Texas after retiring from the military and starts his own contracting business. Syverson is used to being alone and thinks he prefers it that way. While at work he stumbles upon an injured and abused puppy. When he meets the new veterinarian in town, Emma Miller, he is immediately smitten with her. It turns out Emma has some baggage of her own. Will they be able to make it work? Or is it just a case of fleeting puppy love?

Pairing: Henry Cavill as Captain Austin Syverson x OFC Emma Miller 

Warnings: Y'all, this one is just SMUT. Seriously a little fluff, but mostly smut. Oral (M&F receiving), fingering, squirting, P in V intercourse, shower sex, innuendos, language, playing around in public, rough sex, Captain kink (🥵)

MINORS DNI! Must be 18+

I do not authorize any copying/pasting, stealing of my work, or using my words as your own. 

This story is not beta’d. All mistakes are my own.

A/N: I am an imperfect person who makes mistakes. All that I ask is to please be kind and if you enjoy it then please comment and REPOST! I appreciate any love, comments, and reposts more than you could know. Thank you for reading! 

Part 15

Our plane is finally descending to the tropical Ocho Rios, Jamaica. I found an adult only all-inclusive five-star resort that was offering slight discounts for customers who booked trips within the month so they could fill any unreserved rooms. I look over at Emma who is captivated by the book she brought and smile. She was so excited that she had gotten the doctor to remove the hard cast a week earlier than planned and only had to use a removable brace for the next month. I felt she wasn’t wearing it enough, but I wasn’t about to bring down her excitement. I just tried to subtly convince her to wear it for short amounts of time. She was good for me today and wore it the entire plane ride but I was sure she was going to fight me on it while on vacation. I want this whole trip and proposal to be perfect for her, so I splurged a little but she doesn’t know it yet. We’ll be spending a week in paradise with endless drinks and food being served to us. I told Emma where we were going but didn’t tell her anything about the resort so that she would hopefully be surprised. The best part is, we wouldn’t have to leave the resort if we didn’t want too. It had several bars and restaurants onsite so there was never any concern about us getting back to our rooms safely. Everything we would need or want was in walking distance enclosed within the resort. From a safety aspect, that was a huge selling point to me as well.

When we arrived at the resort, we were immediately served champagne and then escorted to lunch at the beach restaurant next to the ocean while they took our bags to our room.

“Austin, oh my god!” Emma squealed as soon as the server walked back to place our orders.

“Did I do good, Sugar?” I smirk knowing just by her wide-eyed expression and her bouncing in her seat that she was happy.

“I’ve never been anywhere like this! Look at the water, baby! It’s so clear and blue! You did better than good, you did absolutely amazing! How did you find this place?”

“I just started searching ‘tropical beach vacations’ online and I could picture you out here in a bikini so I booked it.” I joke.

“Well, I’ll have to reward you for your efforts.” She says sultrily before our waiter returned with the food that was absolutely decadent. I was starving after traveling all day and their food didn’t disappoint.

We were shown to our room after lunch, and I was pleased that it was everything I had expected it to be. The large king bed covered in fluffy pristine linens adorned with local flowers from their garden sprinkled on top, a rain fall shower that could easily fit both of us, a massive tub with a view of the ocean, mini fridge stocked with snacks and alcohol, and a balcony that overlooked the side garden with the ocean off in the distance. To be honest, this was my first fancy vacation as well. I grew up going to local beaches and mountains for camping with friends and family. I spent plenty of time in airports and military planes being shipped off to the less desirable destinations of the world to fight for my country. This was the first trip that I had booked to just relax and be with the woman I love and I’m glad Walt suggested it. Before I could even suggest anything, Emma was pulling swimsuits from our bag and itching to get to the sand. I’d do anything she wanted so I followed her until she found some beach loungers that she was happy with and sat down. I watched her pull her swimsuit coverup off her body and audibly groaned. Emma had brought a tiny hot pink string bikini that clung to her curves in all of the right places. The bottoms left my favorite part of her ass cheeks on display, and I could feel myself growing in my trunks as she bent over to stow her coverup in the bag she brought. Emma’s hair was up in a high ponytail with she had her sunglasses perched on her nose and I swear I almost burst in my pants when she crawled up the length of the sun lounger to get settled.

“Fuck, darlin’. Trying to kill me on the first day of vacation?” I ask and she giggles.  “I was told to get some bikinis so I tried to find ones that my Bear would like.” 

“Mission accomplished” I say as I motion toward the tent in my trunks before adjusting myself as discreetly as possible.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you later, baby.”

I physically bit my lip as she started rubbing sunscreen on her body before I took the bottle from her and took over. I needed to sit up to hide my erection anyway, so why not get my hands on her in every way I can. 

I rubbed the lotion all over her body, appreciating the uniqueness of her body. I swear I loved every freckle, mole, cellulite, and scar on her body. Even her imperfections were perfect. I watched the sunlight glimmer on the metal of her little belly ring and stifled a groan. She is the epitome of divine. I had her roll over and quickly untied her top when she was on her tummy.

“Austin…”

“It’s just so I can get your back, Sugar. Trust me, I won’t let anyone else see what’s for my eyes only.” I started applying the lotion all over her and when I got to her ass, I really made sure it was rubbed in. She giggled and swatted me away when she felt I spent too much time and attention there, but damn she was my own personal paradise. 

“Tie me up.” She said and fought the automatic response that popped into my brain about bondage and I retied her top for her. The thought of her tied up to the bed posts and completely open to me was not going to help my erection become less noticeable.

“Your turn.” 

“Wanting to rub all over your man?” I ask.

“Yes, but I also want to protect you from skin cancer.”

“Hate to break it to ya, Sugar, but the military wasn’t actually handing out sunscreen in the desert. I’m probably already fucked.”

“Well, I’ll be scheduling you a dermatologist visit when we get back. Now sit.” I arch my eyebrow at her. Bossy little thing. Why does that turn me on?

Emma covers me in sunscreen and I have to admit that it felt nice having her rubbing it all over me so I wasn’t going to complain. In fact, I’d probably be taking better care of my skin this trip then I have my entire life if this is how it goes.

We laid back and talked for a while about the amenities offered at the resort and what all she might want to do while we are here. I told her that I had planned dinner for tomorrow for us, but the rest of the trip could go however we wanted. We could be lazy and not make reservations for anything or we could go on excursions and explore. We decided to swim for a little bit, which ended up with Emma wrapped around me like a koala in the ocean because she wasn’t tall enough to reach where I was standing. I had my hands firmly on each ass cheek and would gladly hold her in the water as long as she wanted. I certainly didn’t mind as her breasts pushed up against me. 

“Lemme’ see those perfect tits.” I whisper against her ear and she feigns shock.

“Austin! There are people out here.” 

“I won’t let anyone see. I just need a peek. I’m dying here.” I say as I push my erection against her core that’s against me.

“Fine, but just a quick one.” 

She leans back and quickly pulls the fabric of her top down to expose her tits to me, now shiny from the water and I thrust against her again.

“You’re fucking perfect.” I tell her as I lean forward and kiss her passionately. I don’t give a shit who sees at this point. The water’s so clear though, if I fucked her out here in the daytime it would be obvious.

“Mmmm, baby.” She kisses me back and I know I’m affecting her too.

“How much longer til I can get you in our room?” I ask.

“Now?” She bites her lip and I have to take a deep breath.

“If I get out of the water right now with this massive hard on, everyone out here will see it. I’m gonna need a minute to calm down.” I tell her. I walk her towards shallower water so I can set her down and what does this woman do? She grabs my dick and rubs it. 

“Don’t take too long. Think about Nana having sex with PawPaw or something.” She says and the look on my face must be purely hilarious. Emma starts laughing so hard, if she couldn’t stand up I’d worry she would drown.

“Don’t put images like that in my head, woman! For fuck’s sake! That’s nasty.” Emma is still cackling so hard she’s drawing attention from other vacationers.

“Well, that should help you ease your little problem.” She mutters between giggles.

“Ain’t nothing little about it, Sugar. You know that.” 

“I certainly do.”

After a few minutes of thinking about different military protocol, I’m able to get out of the water with just a semi. Emma is sporting a shit eating grin from her seat on the lounging chairs and I can’t help but shake my head at her. I towel off and grab my shoes and shirt, opting to carry them.

“Ready?” She asks sweetly while standing up and grabbing her bag and towel.

“More than you are.” I swat her ass before grabbing her hand and we head back to our room. 

As soon as I get the door closed, I’ve got Emma pressed up against it. Our belongings are dropped on the floor and I pull her coverup and throw it across the room. I pick her up and she instinctively wraps her legs around my waist as I carry her to the shower. Through our rushed and messy kisses, I’m pulling all of the strings on her swimsuit and ripping it away from my prized possessions. Emma screeches when I flip the water on and cold water starts pouring from the rain shower head in the ceiling directly over us. I watch her nipples pebble under the stream of chilly water and suck one in my mouth. Emma moans and begins to frantically suck at my neck but even though I’m now painfully hard, I plan to make her work for it a little more.

I set Emma down on her feet before pushing her to her knees as I untie my trunks and drop them to the shower floor.

“Suck.” I command using my Captain voice and Emma immediately shoves my cock in her mouth, her small hand pumping what’s left.

She begins to suck me and cups my balls lightly with the hand of her previously injured arm. Emma whines and attempts to rub her thighs together to ease the friction.

“You teased me, Sugar. I’m going to come down your throat and then I’ll fuck that sweet peach so good that you’re begging me to stop. Understand?” I speak authoritatively and Emma attempts to nod around my length.

I make use of Emma’s now sodden ponytail to pull her on and off my cock as she sucks me off.

“Fucking shit, babygirl, you’ve got the most perfect mouth in the world. That’s right, gag on me.” I tell her and she forces herself down further than I expected and gags and that’s all it takes for me meet my climax.

“Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” I tell her and seconds later she is swallowing my load like a champ. I pull out of her mouth so she can catch her breath. I’m leaning back against the tile trying to recover from the best blowjob I’ve ever had before I spread a little bit of my cum that’s left on the head across her lips like it’s lipstick. Emma licks my remnants from her lips and then bites her bottom lip while looking up at me with those perfect blue eyes. 

Emma scrapes her nails gently across my oversensitive skin as she makes her way back up to standing.

“Sugar, that was incredible.” I tell her before kissing her sweetly. “Was I too rough?” I start thinking maybe that was too much for her and I took it too far. 

“No, that was hot as hell.” She says with a smile and I kiss her again. “I’ll be ready to do that again this week.”

“Now, I owe you at least 3 orgasms before dinner.” I whisper as I pull her body against mine.

“Bed. I want you in that gorgeous big bed.” She murmurs against my lips. We quickly wash the sunscreen off of us, before toweling off just enough to not be dripping across the tiled floors. I grab her up in a fireman carry and throw her across the bed on top of the flowers.

“You’re going to cum once on my mouth, another time on my fingers, and then the third time on my cock. That sound like a plan, Darlin’?” I ask as I rip the towel off over her and start kissing down her body, spending a few moments on each of her breasts before making my way to her glistening folds.

Emma whimpers as I spread her legs and kiss all around her pearl.

“Baby, don’t tease me.” She begs.

Without hesitation, I dive right on in to my favorite dessert. I’m sucking on her clit and licking slowly between her folds which immediately has her squirming. I wrap my arms around her hips and hold her in place as she begins to grind on my beard. Fuck, I love the way she tastes and sounds. Her little mewls sneak out as her hands attempt to find purchase on my head and the bed linens. I look up at her and take in the perfect sight in front of me. Her breasts are heaving up and down as her breath races and when I can tell she is getting close, I focus even more on her little button. 

“Bear! Ah fuck! I’m cumming!” She shouts louder than she probably intended as her body arches off the bed and I work her through her orgasm. When her body is relaxed, I crawl up the bed and pull her on top of me, my chest to her back. I wrap my arms around her breasts and start tickling and kissing her neck with my beard.

“Sugar, we’re just getting started.” I grunt against her ear as I place kisses all over her neck while pulling her taut nipples in my hands.

“I dream about these titties when you aren’t with me, Darlin. So perfect. Fit just right in my big hands.” I massage and knead at her breasts until I’ve decided that she’s had enough recovery time and my hands find their way to her legs. I pull them apart and can’t help but press my hard cock against her back as I see her open up to me, completely pliant for whatever I choose.

“You feel how hard you got me, Sugar? That’s all for you, babygirl.”  My hands start to spread her folds and after pressing against her already sensitive clit, I slide my middle finger into her core. 

“You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.” Emma moans and reaches behind her to wrap an arm around my neck. My other hand is alternating between squeezing on her perfect tits and pressing against her clit to heighten her pleasure.

“More Sy. I need you.” Emma whines and I quickly slide a second finger in and start pumping them in and out. Spurred on by the sensation, Emma begins riding my fingers and gently thrusting against my hand. I spit on my other hand and start pinching on her clit again and without warning Emma arches into a blinding release. I’m thrilled as I keep pumping my fingers, that my girl is soaking my hand and arm, her juices squirting out of her with each wave of bliss that crashes over her. 

“Fuck yes, Sugar. Look at you getting all messy for me. Perfect little peach sucking my fingers in and coating them in your sweet peach juice.” I grunt as Emma once again becomes pliant jello in my arms. I slide my fingers out and stick them into her mouth which causes her eyes to fly open as she tastes her own arousal on my hands, sucking instinctively.

“Isn’t that the sweetest peach you’ve ever tasted? And it’s all mine.” I say as she watches me remove my fingers from her mouth, slide them through her pussy lips again before sliding them back into my own mouth.

“Fuck, Austin. You’re so naughty.” She says almost with a desperate laugh.

“Yeah? You like that?” 

“Mmhmm. So fucking sexy, but I need your cock.” She says as she wiggles against my obvious erection. 

“What you need me to do with my cock, Sugar? Tell me what you need.” I smirk, knowing she has a hard time finding the words when she’s so fucked out. 

“I need you to fuck me so hard that I can’t walk to dinner tonight, baby. Ruin my pussy.” I instantaneously thrust against her ass cheeks just hearing those words out of her mouth. Well, fuck me sideways. Looks like she did have the words after all.

“You want it rough, Darlin?”

“Yes, Captain Syverson.” She says and bites her lip and within seconds I’ve got her flipped on all fours in front of me with that glorious ass and weeping pussy front and center. 

“You need to tell me if you want me to stop or if I’m hurting you, understand?” I command.

She nods and wiggles her ass in front of me. I slap her right ass cheek hard and she gasps.

“Words.”

“Yes. I’ll tell you if it hurts.”

“Yes, what? Is that how you address your Captain?”

“Yes Sir, Captain Syverson.” She corrects and I’m so hard that pre-cum is dripping down my shaft. Not for long.

I rub my cock through her folds and collect her arousal all over me. I spread her ass cheeks and just watch my cock in one of my favorite places making a mental picture of it before I slide all the way in.

Emma’s moans ricochet around the room and mine are just as lewd.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” I grunt as I force myself to stay perfectly still and allow her a moment to adjust. 

“Ah! I need you to move.” She whines while wiggling a bit and I pull out before slamming back into her core.

“Fuck, Captain. Your cock is so big. It’s all up in my tummy.” Her speech somewhat broken as I slam into her repeatedly. 

“Yeah? You like that your superior has a big fucking cock all the way up in your guts? Railing you so hard that my ball sac is hitting that sweet little button?” I rumble against her.

“Mmm you feel so good!” She grunts as I’m slamming her so hard, I don’t know how she isn’t breaking. I rub on her ass cheeks and likely bruise her hips with my fingertips as my pace puts me so close to releasing.

“I need you to cum. Right now.” I command and slide a hand down to pinch her clit as I continue pumping into her hard and groan as her orgasm overtakes her and she begins clenching all around me. Her arms no longer able to hold her body up as she’s overcome with her release, she crumples to her face on the bed and I groan as I allow myself to let go as well, painting her walls with my spend. My orgasm hits me so hard that I can’t help but drape across Emma’s petite back as I try and figure out which way is up again. I slowly slide out of her before flopping to my back and pulling Emma’s limp body on top of mine. We are silent, the only sounds in the room are of the hum from the air conditioner working overtime in the Jamaican humidity and our ragged breath from exertion. 

“Mission accomplished.” Emma whispers against my chest, quoting my own words from only hours before.

“What mission is that?” 

“The mission to ruin my pussy and fuck me so hard that I can’t walk to dinner tonight.” She says with a giggle and the room now fills with my loud, exuberant laugh.

 “Room service then?” I ask and she nods.

The rest of the night is spent laying in each other’s arms, snacking on anything and everything we wanted from room service and even a warm bath by the windows overlooking the ocean.

Emma is draped across my chest as soak in the bubbles with candles and champagne.

“So, what should the next mission be?” I wonder aloud. Our “missions” now simply meaning all of the ways we plan to be intimate on this vacation.

“I know, but I might have to wait a day or so.”

“Oh yeah? Why’s that.”

“So my pussy doesn’t fall off from abuse.” I smirk at her. 

“You asked and I provided. Well then, at least tell me the mission.”

“To fuck on the balcony.” Emma suggests with an arched eyebrow and all of the blood goes rushing back to my dick like it hasn’t been there all afternoon. I throw my head back in exasperation that now I have to wait and it’s all I’m going to be able to think about, other than the proposal she doesn’t know about.

“Unless you’re not interested?” Emma plays on, clearly knowing my head is filled with indecent thoughts as she wiggles against my erection and I playfully thrust against her. 

“Better hope this bath heals that sweet peach up, because that balcony fuck is definitely going to happen.” I inform her as I wrap my arms around her. 

I don’t know what I’ve done in my life to deserve this, but here with this woman right now is my version of heaven. 

Part 17

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A/N: I was going to focus only on the proposal, but my smutty self took over and that became the focus of this chapter. Sorry not sorry 😜 The proposal is coming, I promise! I just got too distracted by the thought of Syverson shirtless on a tropical vacation.

[itsmebytch001]

Hi! Can I request Yandere Morales family how each got to be how they are when reader was a cute wittle baby? Cause Reading all those fics it got me curious. Like each family member having a moment with her. Idk if it was already asked or you did something similar maybe im forgetting, ok im overdoing it- ok i will stop luv your fics!

Aaron was drowning, drowning in stress, in nappies and the new terrifying resonsisnlty of a human baby and all by himself. You were just sitting there, alone on the couch in your pink onesie wriggling around while Aaron cleaned the house, finally getting round to it after the first 2 months of your life the house had fallen into dissaray so much so even Jeff said it when he came to check up on him.

Jeff: "Jesus christ man, what the hell happened?" He said while observing the pig stie of a house he was living in, standing in the doorway.

Aaron: "I had a baby that's what" He responded collpased on the couch with you sitting acorss from them both in your high chair, playing with your dolls.

Jeff: "The dishes! There is a mountain of dishes! Who is even eating here?!"

Aaron: "UUuugggghhhhhh" He groaned into the couch cushion.

Jeff: "Where's Diana?" He asked about your Mom, he knew at this point she may had just left, again, maybe she'd come back maybe she wouldn't it made no diffrence to your care, to the house, to Aaron.

Now Aaron had never really wanted kids, he liked the idea of being an Uncle when Miles was born, but was okay with it stopping there, when he found out Diana, was pregnant he panicked, so much so he did approach her about abortion, she refused and he understood that, but what he didn't understand was, if she refused to have an abortion, why was she doing all the things you should never do while pregnant, she was smoking more then before, drinking eating an unusual amout of sushi, so much so Rio felt the need to remind her, she really can't be doing these things.

Rio: "Diana! You can't smoke youre Pregnant!" She whacked the cigeratte out her hand, and curshed it under her foot.

Diana: "Excuse me?"

Rio: "You could really hurt the baby! And your drinking, eating pork and what not, your hurting it!"

Diana: "How Dare you try and order me around, who the fuck do you think you are?"

Rio: "I am that baby's auntie, and right now it seems I care more about it, then you!"

And it as after that converatsion that Aaron was forbidden from seeing her, or Jeff for the final few months, and during that time Aaron was having to pour out wines down the drain and throwing away cigs behind her back, and when she caught him she would loose her mind.

Diana: "You are trying TO CONTROL ME"

Aaron:" Diana, You know You can't be drinking while pregnant you could fuck up the baby"

Diana: "I don't give a fuck, I'm not letting this thing control me, or YOU"

Aaron: "Diana, I'm not letting you drink in this damm house"

And after you were born, she refused to hold you, look at you and ceratinly not feed you with her breasts, the hospital said it was post partom depression, and it was. And it was harsh and crule on her, she of course needed rest afterwards, So Aaron inslisted the help of Rio with you, while Aaron took care of the house, but it was once Diana was up and about 'taking care of you' while Aaron was at work Rio came over to visit, clean the air with Rio and see how you were doing, which is when she entered the house she found you, unattended in a sink bath, while you Mom off in her room, asleep, maybe having been drinking.

When she picked you up, and dried you off she saw you had gotten smaller than the last time 'oh god it's gotten worse'

So she set you off on the side and made you a bottle and began to feed you, she heard shuffling round the main room, when Diana came round the corner to see Rio feeding her baby.

Diana: "What are you doing in my house?"

Rio: "Diana, I found her in the sink, alone"

Diana: "Yeah she was getting herself clean"

Rio: "She's 8 weeks old?"

Diana: "How did you get in here?"

Rio: "My key?"

Diana: "You have a key?"

Rio: "Yeah, Aaron gave me one"

Diana: "Oh...Well can you get away from my baby please"

Rio: "She's smaller than she should be"

Diana: "What are you insuinutaing?"

Rio: "Diana, I think youre sick"

Diana: "How dare you"

Rio: "Please, I can help you, you need to be a mother and right now you can't, beacuse you are sick!"

Diana: "Oh fuck you, I'm going to sleep"

And so she did, she slept most days, or was out the house leaving you alone in the house for many hours, only for Aaron to come home to find you alone, screaming in your crib. Rio stared coming over more and more so just to keep you fed and changed, and it was exausting, so much so that eventually she just took you, with Aarons knowledge of course to save herself the trip, and this point Miles was walking, or more waddeling around while you were just rolling everywhere, Miles had his first word, which was 'floor' and you were just babbling.

Aaron didn't know how to thank her enough when he picked you up all he could do was thank her, try and hand her money she would always refuse while Jeff would talk custody with Aaron.

Jeff: "Listen man, she needs help, and she's not getting it"

Aaron: "yeah I know but, I can't just take her baby from her"

Jeff: "Youre not taking her, she can have visits! But right now she's putting her at risk"

Aaron: " It's been only a few weeks, she might get better"

Rio: "Aaron, She's not feeding her" She added, holding you.

Jeff: "we should really stop calling her 'the baby' she needs a name"

Rio: "Dose she not have a name?! Aaron!? Its been almost a month you need a name!"

Aaron: "I know I know! God What the hell am I doing!?" he groaned into his hands.

Aaron: " How about...oh god I don't know!"

Jeff: "You had 9 months to choose a name, and now your choosing?!"

Aaron: " I KNOW!"

Rio, while looking down into your big brown eyes, Aarons eyes, she carried you over and handed your to your father, placing you into his lap, using your tiny hands to grab onto Rio's sleeve with a pink bow in your hair. Rio placed a hand onto Aarons shoulder.

Rio: "Come on Aaron, something pretty"

While Aaron looked down at you, grabbing at his shirt wriggling back and fourth while Miles stumbled across the living room.

Aaron: "...Is...Melissa okay?"

Rio: "eh...It's not great"

Jeff: "She dosen't give me Melissa vibes"

Rio: "How's...Y/n?"

Jeff:" Y/n Davis"

Aaron: "Yeah, Y/n Davis...Y/n Davis" He nodded to himself.

Jeff: "This is the kinda moment you take a picture of, stay right there!" He said as he rushed over to grab the camrea, While Rio grabbed Miles and sat him next to Aaron, Jeff got the camrea and set it onto the table with a 5 second timer.

Rio: "Everyone Smile!" And so you did, and that pictures lives on in the family photo book, that is Rio's favourtie memory or you as a baby.

Now Jeff's favourtie memory was when he thought he had lost you, he had taken you and Miles to the park, you were in a stroller while Miles waddled beside his Dad when he stopped off at the park, Miles was always beside you when you went off to play, he would sit with you as you battled it out with your Bratz dolls, Miles also liked to play Bratz Battle, and you two would mainly stick to each other, you didn;t have a massive intrest in talking to other kids, just the Bratz pack and Miles, that's all you needed at the park, While you and Miles sat together in the small grassy area Miles had drawn the attention of some other kids, who pulled him away to play with them, you were so englufled with your game that you didn't initally didn't notice, Miles waved off to you as he was pulled away to play on the swings, and while he did, he looked over to check on you every few moments, really Jeff had been doing that, but instead he was chatting with another Dad, called Kallum.

Jeff: "So which one's yours?"

Kallum pointed over to a little girl with pig tails.

Kallum: "There, by the climbing frame"

Jeff: "Cute, I'm here with my Son and my Nice"

Kallum: "Nice, Mines called Melissa, you?"

Jeff: "Miles, and funny you should say that, My Nice was almost called Melisa" He looked back round where he thought you were hanging round with your dolls, only not to see you or Miles.

Oh fuck Oh fuck Oh fuck

He scanned the area for Miles, to thankfully see him on the monkey bars, but with out you.

Jeff: "MILES" He yelled out for him, miles got off the monkey bars and ran towards his Dad.

Jeff:" Miles, where is Y/n?"

Miles pointed over, to where he thought you were, but there was nothing, only one of your many dolls.

Miles: "...oh"

Jeff: "Miles, did you see where Y/n went?"

Miles: "No.."

Jeff: "Oh god, oh god, oh god" He rubbed his face with his hands, rushing over to where Miles thought you were, with your doll's just left there in the dirt, you would never just leave them, you would scream if your Dad Aaron tried to take them from you for dinner time, so why had you left them?

Did someone...take you?

Jeff began to hyper ventilate.

Jeff: "Y/N! Y/N! CAN YOU HEAR ME! Y/N!"

Nothing.

Jeff called out again and again, and go no response, he took out his phone to call in the cavalry, a friend at he police precent, called Mike.

Calling Mike

ring

ring

Mike: "Hello?"

Jeff: "Mike! Mike listen to me, I need a search team, sniffer dogs, I need everyone, everyone!"

Mike: "Calm down man, what happened?"

Jeff: "I took my nice out to the park and she's gone"

Mike: "How long as she been gone?"

Jeff: "like 5 minutes"

Mike: "Jeff, I can't send a whole team if she's only been gone 5 minutes"

Jeff: "Please Mike, she left her doll's and she would never just leave them and you owe me!!"

Mike: "...okay, fine"

And so, about a half hour later a search team had arrived with some sniffer dogs, they took a sniff of your dolls and began to walk off. Miles timidly turned to his Dad, looking up at him.

Miles: "Is Y/n going to be okay?"

Jeff: "I don't know Miles"

And then he remembred, he had to tell Aaron he had lost you, he knew he would kill him, so instead he called Rio, to break the news.

Calling Rio

ring

ring

Rio: "Hey baby"

Jeff: "Hey, i'm sorry but..I need to tell you something"

Rio: "...Okay?"

...

...

Rio: "YOU WHAT?! Hombre estúpido! What are you going tell Aaron?!"

Jeff:" Actually, I was hoping you would"

Rio: "Excuse me?"

Jeff: "he might kill me"

Rio: "oh my GOD, FINE!"

And so, about two hours later, Aaron and Rio had pulled up to the park, Aaron immedatley rushed out the car over to Jeff.

Aaron: "You lost my fucking kid!"

Jeff:" I know! But ive got everyone on it!"

Aaron: "YOU LOST MY FUCKING KID!" he screamed at him, pulling him closer by his shirt, only being seperated by Rio.

Aaron rubbed his hands over his face again and again, looking round the park aimlessly.

Aaron: "Oh my god, Oh my god"

Jeff: "The good news is, she left one her dolls an-"

Aaron: "She left it? Oh my god! She's been taken!"

Jeff: "No no, she might have just gone walk about"

Aaron: "Are you serious?"

Jeff: "Yeah I-"

Aaron: "She could have been taken by traffikers, or a pedophile or or-"

Jeff: "Listen, we can join the search team now"

And so they did, all wondering about with flash lights. trecking around the wooden area of the park calling out for you.

Aaron: "Y/N! Y/N! Its me, Its papa!"

Rio: "Y/n!! come out baby"

Jeff: "Y/n! Come on Y/n come out!"

Miles just followed his Mom, not really understanding what was happening, he started pulling on her jean leg.

Rio: "Not now baby, were busy"

Miles: "Mami, she's there" He said, pointing you. She looked over to se you, standing holding your Bratz doll.

Aaron: "Y/N! Oh my God thank God you are safe!" he said hugging you tightly.

Jeff: "Y/n, what were you thinking!?"

Rio: "Yeah, you could have gotten Uncle Jeff in serious trouble" She said, side eyeing her husband.

Y/n: "Chole wanted to see the berry bushes, So I took her" You said, holding out your doll.

Aaron: "Jesus christ"

Aaron didn't like that memory alot, He didn't like getting the call from Rio telling him you had gone missing, though yes everyrthing was fine in the end the fear of you being gone was mortifying.

But Aarons favourtite memory was simple, having had not been present during the birth was actually driven to the hospital by Jeff, with Rio and Miles in the back, he ran out the car, up the strairs and down the hall, barging in the delievry room he saw Diana, asleep next to you in a see through cot, wrapped up in pink blanket.

While Rio and Jeff rushed in aswell, they all flocked around you. Aaron turned to Rio.

Aaron: "Is it okay for me to touch her?"

Rio: "Yes of course"

Aaron tried despraltey to bring the courage to pick you up, he was visibly shaking as his hands rose to hold you, he then rested his hand on the edge of the cot.

Aaron: "I can't...I can't do it"

Jeff: "come on man, she's your daughter"

Aaron: "I-I" Aaron forced himself to slowly lift you from the cot, and bring you into his chest, holding you there for a few seconds as he began hyper ventilate, Jeff placed a hand on Aarons shoulder.

Jeff: "Its okay"

You opened your large eyes, to look at up him, and let out a small whine.

Aaron: "Oh my god" he sniffled as he began to cry softly, holding so tightly, but keeping note not to crush you.

Rio: "She's got your eyes"

Aaron: "Oh she's so beautiful"

SEND ME REQUESTS, OR EVEN ART ONES!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOW!!

[wandixx]

Dani gives people heart attacks and brings down a lot of trafficking rings, making friends along the way. Everything by accident, really

Dani traveled around world, hadn't she? While doing it, she had to meet a lot of interesting people.

Like heroes or villains.

In civies or not or both who knows.

But to actually learn things about someplace you have to spend more than one night there. Like, idk? Month? Probably more but I doubt she would be able to sit in one place for any longer. In many places she is shorter.

Month is long enough to create some connections though.

Enough to get someone to realize when you disappear...

Yeah, Dani on her way of gremlin and self discovery ghosted bunch of people without second thought. They'll probably forget her in few months anyway. And she was everywhere in USA. She didn't left American soil only because she didn't want to be too far from Danny in case of emergency. Before anyone tells me he was in space so he could fly to her wherever on Earth she would be, Earth's atmosphere ends about 100 km above sea level and officially this is border of space. Telecommunication satellites are between 8000 to 12000 km up. It's about how wide Atlantic Ocean is.

Plus y'know, time. If she needs help, she probably can't quite wait until he flies all the way to Hong Kong, Wladywostok, Rio de Janeiro or wherever she is.

So America it is. For now at least. When they're 100% sure she is stable she'll fly elsewhere.

Anyway people who she ghosted are used to batshit crazy stuff but "this tween is alone on her road to self discovery and just left for new city" isn't first thing anyone thought about. Maybe outside of Martians. They know. Everyone else? No idea what happened to this tiny, chaotic, snarky, probably meta child.

First thought though?

She got kidnapped.

So now 3/4 of Justice League, some individual heroes and bunch of less intense rogues are scrambling around their cities tracking every trafficking ring they found glimpses of, trying to find Dani.

Flashes work with Captain Cold on this and seem to slowly descend into madness. At the same time, Dani eats ice cream with nice museum lady from Washington who introduced herself as Diana. Then she helps at animal shelter with kind stuck up boy called Damian. Oh, Danny likes aliens, let's visit Martian Manhunter. Maybe she'll manage to get autograph for her template. Wait Space Cops? Kinda sucks but Danny would probably like their signatures too. Let's go. Oh, Superboys are fun mess with and older one is like her! This Nightwing guy puns like Danny but she always feels like he looks at her weirdly. Billy should eat more, magic or not, fighting is tiring. Good thing she has Sam's money to buy him burgers.

She has time of her life while people she met are slowly dying.

She probably doesn't even hide that she is traveling but for whatever reason they don't think she actually left.

They don't bring it up on any meeting because no matter how concerned they are, it's not really whole league type of business. And Martians just discreetly enjoy chaos.

There is a lot of ways it can get resolved (or not) but I kinda thought about Jon introducing his old buddy Damian to his new buddy Dani because he thinks they would get along and they just stare at each other for long moment before:

"Dani..."

"Dami!"

"WHY DID YOU LEFT WITHOUT A WORD! WE THOUGHT YOU WERE KIDNAPPED OR DEAD!"

Some screaming and revelation that Killer Croc was looking for her too, Dani hits moment of realisation.

"Wait, is this what people think when you just up and go?"

"Honestly? Yeah"

"Oh, Ancients I did this to so many people. So many..."

Idk, just Dani traveling and leaving people behind.

Do with it what you will

[tteokdoroki]

best friend’s brother trope works for kageyama i think

i mean like, being best friends with his older sister…you’d watched him grow up, never thought much of him before. tobio used to be a little weird, seriously quiet and hyper fixated on volleyball, you’d sent your congratulations along with his sister, miwa, when he qualified for the Japan nationals team and went to Rio one summer of college. but to you he was still little tobio who stared you down whenever you entered a room and would avoid you like the plague.

so when yourself and miwa return in to your home town to celebrate your graduations you don’t expect kageyama to be so tall and broad and thick— the fabric of his shirt just barely covering the bulk of him, sweat dripping down his brow as if he’s just finished a work out. he is NOT the little brother you remember. this is a big…brother.

“what the fuck happened to tobio?” you’d laugh to miwa when you get home from clubbing as round one of your celebrations— going from talking about your shitty sex life to her younger brother as if it were normal.

neither of you know he’s listening when the elder kageyama teases you for being so flustered about his appearance. “volleyball made him big…i guess? his new team has tobio on some crazy fucking diet. he’s huge now.”

and huge, kageyama is.

you come to discover that when the volleyball player corners you in the kitchen in the middle of your late night conquest for milk. the curve of his cock slides against your ass through his sweats and your night shirt— he’s massive, and weighty and your cunt is already drooling from the thought of him. “how convenient is it that i’ve caught you ass up in the air when you’ve been talking about how dry your dick spell’s been, tonight?” kags’ words are so full of lust he almost cant catch them as they drip off his tongue. “i’ve always thought ‘bout this… yanno,”

your ass fits into tobio’s hands perfectly, slender and rough fingers spreading you so wide you’re forced to clench around nothing— and you thank the stars that you’ve ended up in this position while trying to grab a glass. you’re shaped to lay over the counter as the dark haired athlete grinds into you from behind, panting hotly into your ear about how you’ve been teasing him all these years, about how embarrassing it was to pop boners whenever his sister’s best friend came around, and about how long he spent with his dick in his fist ( even now ) jerking it off to the thought of your pretty little pussy— now just separated from his stiffy by thin layers of fabric.

“you want me? i’ve always fucking wanted you.” tobio tells you through a rasp, smirking when you nod so fast, slowly inching your night shirt up and groaning heartily when you’re not wearing anything underneath. had you always been like that? bare and ripe for the taking whenever you slept over for his sister in previous years. “god…fuck.” he has to remember to keep his cursing quiet but it’s hard when he can smell how wet you are, let alone see it in the way your folds glisten and stick together. “c’mon…need a verbal answer.” it stings when kageyama’s practiced hand slaps down on the meat of your ass, but you’re still so good in nodding and mumbling a small yes. “atta girl.”

sinking into you for the first time feels so much better than any serve or set kageyama could have ever given in his entire life. you’re so warm and syrupy, juices running down his shaft even though he’s only half the way inside you. it feels so good to let go of his controlled routines, finally being able to fuck the girl of his dreams in his childhood home. you’re like a forbidden fruit in tobio’s personal garden of eve and his stormy eyes only cloud over even more when he takes a bite.

you’re his sister’s best friend, practically off limits…but neither yourself or tobio can seem to care when he’s balls deep in your clenching cunt and those very same balls are battering your clit until she’s swollen and tingling with pleasure. kageyama’s in heaven— your ass bounces back on him like a ball across the court and leaves his pelvis and lower abdomen in ruins— shining from where your arousal smears across them with every thrust deeper into your heat, churning up your insides.

kageyama can’t help but become fixated, smacking down harder and harder onto the sweet peachy globes of your ass until your skin is raw and you have to shove your own fingers into your mouth to keep your whines and mewls down as you cry. and hard. hushing your own begs “oh please oh pleash…ohmplwase!” because god forbid your childhood best friend walking in on you getting raw dogged by her little brother, your pussy frothing thick cream at the base of tobio’s dick as he stretches you on it— a mix of your arousals wasted by slinging onto the floor.

neither of you know who miwa will kill first, but what you do know is that this won’t be the last time you’re fucked a drooling mess within an inch of your life against the kitchen counter by tobio kageyama. he makes a promise of that but breeding your up till your folds are seeping with white and he has to pull out of you to see his cum dribble down your thighs.

“keep this pussy empty till i’m back after this season. dreamed about her far too long for it to be used by someone else.” kageyama groans through kisses under the shell of your ear. “this pussy is miwa’s lil brother’s now.”

[thesurrendertender]

Miguel O’Hara is such an interesting character in across the spiderverse. It’s so obvious that he had personal problems with Miles and Miles alone: he recruited Pavitr that only had six months of experience, he thinks that Lego Spider man is one of his best, in one scene there’s Doppelgänger, a literal demon clone in a spider man suit, and he’s a part of the spider society because Miguel had no problems recruiting him. But he specifically avoided recruiting Miles, the one Spider Man who saved the multi verse and already had some extended experience.

Miguel and Miles are probably the only Spider Men with the similar experience and the ones with abnormal backstories. They’re both anomalies, except that, while Miles didn’t had a choice and didn’t mean to mess with the canon events, Miguel actively made the choice to be an anomaly.

Miles is the proof that anomalies can co-exist with the multiverse. I think this is what really made Miguel angry, knowing that some anomalies have it worse and some simply don’t. I mean, I would be angry too, if I lost my daughter and everyone in her universe because I was an anomaly, but this kid is an anomaly too yet he has a family, and his universe is still intact. It just wouldn’t make sense, especially when Miguel actively tries so hard to follow the canon after the incident to make sure no more universes can collapse.

In particular I really liked the train/missile scene. Miguel was projecting HARD onto Miles, telling him he’s “the original anomaly” that “if he hadn’t been bitten someone wouldn’t have died” that “he wasn’t supposed to be there” and that “he’s not a real Spider-Man” and ESPECIALLY that “he doesn’t belong”. all things that he experienced, all the things that leaded to the destruction of his universe.

Not to mention that out of all the Spider men Miguel is the odd one: he wasn’t bitten by a spider, he doesn’t have spider senses, he doesn’t have a sense of humour, his dna is 50% spider and he only has fangs and talons, and if I understood correctly those powers aren’t even permanent. Yet, he’s the one leading the Society. He doesn’t belong, he was an anomaly, because of his choice people died and honestly? He’s not even fully Spider-Man. All the things he says to Miles are just a mirror of himself.

He was projecting all his fears onto the only other person who could relate to what he went through, and mind you Miles was told by his mother, Rio, to never let other people tell him that he doesn’t belong just twenty minutes before in the movie. And now he got a thirty-something man slamming him into a train, guilt trip him and trauma dump him.

Also, I noticed how he actually tried to resonate with Miles at first, explaining him why the canon is important, why certain things must happen and why he can’t come back home. And then the moment Miles went “but why I can’t do both?” He got incredibly pissed and sent him an entire army of spider men to stop him.

This also happens when Gwen asks him why he’s so sure that canon events must happen and what if they just…don’t occur. And again, Miguel gets angry because he simply doesn’t accept being wrong, doesn’t accept that his incident was an isolated case and that the canon doesn’t always need to be followed. He doesn’t even give an explanation, he just tells her “oh so you want to see WHAT happens?” Because again, he did see what CAN happen, and it wasn’t good at all.

I hope that in Beyond the Spiderverse Miguel and Miles can reconcile somehow. I don’t expect them to be on good terms, I would just like to see them confront one another. I think that would be cool.

[sevenpoyo]

school headcanons for because i only got 3 more weeks

margo’s is so long even tho she got like 2 minutes of screen time bc i love her so much and she’s my gf

Margo Kess, 1610Miles, 42Miles, Gwen Stacy, Pavitr Prabhakar

margo kess / spiderbyte

ain’t shorty on zoom in the movie?

my girl dont attend class, she once shut down the entire blocks power so she would have an excuse to not be in class

eats in class all class everyday, only shares with you

takes really good notes and never studies them

like???? ma’am??? share???

all her electives are programming related and she pretends to busy while playing centipede all day

sends you 50 links to stuff you might like while ur in math

she got papers that let her opt out of gym

no matter how much you beg ur gonna be alone in gym and she doesn’t feel bad about it

popular with no friends type

like everyday 50 ppl stop you both and say hi

she only knows like 5 of their names she can’t stand half of them niggas

empty ass backpack like she got one notebook and one binder

all a’s and b’s like bitch how

her memory is absolutely ass but she can remember every story you told her or stuff that happened when y’all hang out

don’t ask her what she did in her class

don’t ask her if her class also has a history test

she don’t know

she don’t care

but she do know that when you were 8 your cousin burned ur thigh while y’all were playing iron vs knife fight

(u were dumb as hell for picking knife everyone knows iron always wins)

i looked it up on her word everybody uses those virtual avatars

she’ll shit on your class choices so damn hard

she just likes making fun of your choices fr

like half of ur conversation go;

damn i’m tired

u was up doing stupid shit last night you don’t get to complain

stfu that’s why ur a bitmoji

that’s why ur granny beat ur ass for something your brother did when you were 9

i hate telling u shit

then stop telling me shit

(i have no clue how accurate this is to her character but i need to write about her i’m in love but damn it’s long)

1610 miles / spider-man 2 lmao

book bag full locker full but never has a pencil

writes notes assignments and homework in paint pen ink don’t ask this nigga for notes

(he gets nigga treatment but not my queen margo bc i got favorites)

he miss mad classes but somehow still solid attendance record???

somehow always present in the record he miss 40 days and get caught on like 6 of them

unless his mom make breakfast and lunch on her day off for him he eating the most random shit from the bodega closest to visions

like what do you mean you got a cosmic brownie and a cold chopped cheese from last night ? it’s literally 7 in the morning no i don’t want none

makes you hype him up every time he slap boxes people and he’s so ass at it

he be ashy with no lotion atleast 5 times every month it’s embarrassing

he calls visions his white people school to his parents and his friends

once he said it to gwen and they sat in literal complete silence for like 10 minutes

prolly took music theory because he thought it would be easy and switched out of that shit so fast

i’d be so mean to him for enjoying physics

like this nigga trying to make something of him self

lil einstein ass nigga

he understands color theory but can’t explain it

12 half full sketchbooks but at school he literally draw on computer paper he don’t let the sketch book leave his bag

i know he’s ass at watercolor, he always spills shit, the colors always end up brown

try’s to be interested in your class choices bc he wants to know stuff he can talk about with you

when you first meet he can’t take meaner jokes bc he thinks that you mean them

but one day he’s gets comfortable, and brutal

no one in your life is safe when he looses a video game

except your mom

rio taught him better than that

42 miles / the prowler

comes to school with no school related supplies in his bag unless you count art stuff

finds a pencil on his way to class

has a change of clothes, rat tail comb, 3 bottles of water, a camera, a flashlight, lotion and cocoa butter.

like bro ur going to Ap Art not a camping trip

once he pulled out a griddle and and pancake mix and y’all started making pancakes in class

forgets his metro pass every day and gets so pissed ab it

runs into people in the hallway bc he’s never paying attention

idk if he goes to visions but if he does he calls it his white people school with his full chest to anybody even if they’re white

he be leaving halfway through the day all the time like bro you miss algebra 2 every damn day

uncle arron always talking him out of school with some bullshit reason

bro’s had his tonsils out 8 times on the school’s records

He will get ur parents to put his uncle on ur pickup list and you will be out of there with him

he will YELL if someone step on his shoes no matter what the situation like the school could be on fire and he fighting in the burning building

also his uniform is so pristine

his pants stiff

that button down is bleached ironed pressed and allat

this mfer is an online shopping addict u just know he be on amazon in class

will offer you the weirdest food combos like no i don’t want to put tajin mangoes on my beef patty i’m sick of you nigga

not school related but he’s super good with kids (both miles fr) but he’s the #1 little cousin defender and apologists

he ride for them always one of ur little cousins could sucker punch u and he be like

‘they just want u to play with them’

he takes a preforming arts class for fun prolly

loves sports but doesn’t play one understands the stats well and would help if you played one

wakes up at the asscrack of dawn on weekends

SICK ASS COSTUME FOR HOLLOWEEN IK THIS NIGGA LOVE HOLLOWEEN

plans costumes for school spirit weeks but always checks to seen if he’s gonna be the only one wearing a costume for it

never eats lunch unless his mom makes it he be hungry all day and be complaining

his socks are never in uniform (yes some uniform schools have sock rules)

gwen stacy / spider woman / ghost spider

idk what to call her

she has every snack you could ever want in her lunch bag

hates her music theory teacher

she literally has the most pristine locker with a calendar and a mirror and all that shit will write down test for you and important dates for the both of you

goes to school plays and shits on the story, like she ain’t pay 5 dollars to be there

some of her teachers hate her

like ma’am ur beefing with a whole 16 year old rn

she hate english teachers but love creative writing teachers

she keeps all her books in her locker never brings them home never brings them to class

always comes through with an extra pad no matter what

she also always has hand sanitizer

in like 4 extracurricular after school things and complains so bad

ur starting to hate that shit to ur sick of hearing it like girl quit then

10/10 cameraman she has every fight and every drama in 10khd and she will share them if you ask

she chews her pens and nails

has her drumsticks out always teachers have banned her from taking them to their classes

can watch tv on her phone but look focused you think she’s paying attention but then you look over and she’s watching good luck charlie

pavitr prabhakar / spider-man india

always late for class never in trouble

always eating and sharing food and never in trouble

how is he blessed like this? it ain’t fair

eats from the school vending machines or begs other ppl to share

will always have and share the homework answers no matter what he’s an angel

his sock always have holes in them like sir please get that shit together

gym try hard ik goes insane in football/soccer

very encouraging for shit u don’t wanna do he believes in you

you him and Gayatri talk so much shit but are somehow all well liked

he tells you what teachers are dating (he can just tell)

he has toothpaste in his bag for some reason?? i can just feel this one

his aunt will let you come over after school she’s so sweet to you.

always got a job at school assemblies

he’s reading poems or shaking hand or leading in the school pledge or something

Pav’s is short because i have no fucking clue if school in India is different form america and Barbados

[charismaofobedience]

Hi and welcome to my professional analysis on whether the hypmic men could survive rios bootcamp. All the statements on this are facts and cannot be simply disagreed upon without proof. The assessment to each individual ranking can be found under

Rio - that's rio. easy

Ichiro - I think running around ikebukuro doing errands gives him some pretty good stamina AND strength to get through it all, could do it no problem and would possibly have fun doing it which is an added bonus for doing well

Kuko - Monk training gives him good strength and stamina to do it! Even if he couldn't do something, I feel like kuko would somehow end up doing it out of sheer spite due to others doubting him

Dice - Dice gets through so much shit I think he'd do it no problem only to die AFTER it's all done if this makes sense. Plus he does hang out with Rio so this man should have some training under his belt

Hitoya - special clause for this old man. I would put him with jakurai and rei BUT. You have to consider he deals with kuko and jyushi on basically a daily basis. Kuko alone probably gives this man strength to do it if we are being honest

Samatoki - could do it. Samatoki is pretty strong and all but I don't think this man could go through the pushups for long when we consider the state of his lungs. He has the strength but I don't think he has the proper stamina for it, however, he'd do it and just act like it's nothing

Ramuda - don't be fooled by the cute face. Ramudas high energy comes into play here and helps a lot, especially with stamina, even if the strength is lower than others. It also, however, depends highly on this thing WANTING to do the boot camp or not, which has a high chance of not wanting to unless necessary and, even if doing it, ramuda would whine throughout it.

Jiro - Ichiros brother, also doing shit around ikebukuro. The fact he's good at sports also helps a lot here! He'd do pretty well, however, even with the stamina being here, I don't think his strength is at the levels of the ones above to put him there

Hifumi - would rush through it and do it easily if only to check onto doppo who's currently dying on the floor, so it would take some small time. Gigolo would do it well but only if there are women around to impress them so it's a highly dependant case

Rosho - current maths teacher ex bad boy or whatever the shit. due to his age he has some difficulties surely BUT the strength from his past absolutely is still around. The main problem would be stamina

Jyushi - you need to scare them before and then they'd be rushing through everything to get it done quickly. Also highly dependant on if the vkei clothes are actually there or not, if they are, they're passing out almost immediately due to heat

Doppo - i don't think this man knows what an exercise is, you could easily fold him in half. Lives his life in an office and getting home just cries himself to sleep like the average office worker in Japan. F.

Gentaro - Oya do you really think I could not do this Daisu ufufu ^-^ immediately falls to the floor and passes out. Look at the way this man dresses. Another case of heatstroke in this cast. Even if he was wearing lighter clothes he's a writer and reader, does not even know what an exercise is meant to look like. Would instead pull a book out of nowhere and read while the others go through the bootcamp

Saburo - 14 years old hacker who absolutely stays up late doing tech stuff. Do I need to say more.

Sasara - he'd do one push up and a silly goofyass sound effect like point would play. It means his spine broke.

Jyuto - cop + look at the way he's built

Jakurai - he is healthy, don't get me wrong! However his old man bones aren't meant for this anymore!!!!!! Just let him rest. While the others are doing the push-ups just let him go to these public elder academy places

Rei - dies in 13 seconds max.