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How I feel after crying over a literal x reader fanfic

[sephnstarrr]

niggas will really put "minors dni" on their 18+ blog and then proceed to write about minors 💀 bitch make it make sense

[cuichichan]

EMS EMMA HI ITS UMMMMM FORMERLY TATUM HIHI

hi tyyyyy or should i say corey? maybe im corey😨 because i was like coreyxkenshin and disappeared 😝

[juliwasnthere]

STOP

but yeah, you can call me Corey :3 unless you still wanna call me Ty, that's also ok too.

How have you been ??

[cuichichan]

goodddd

[cuichichan]

can you write a fic about how y/n is miles 42s little sister and she kinda works at a little bakery to help Rio pay bills

2sweet

Morales siblings<3

summary: Mama needs help, so you do what you can to help her, but Miles doesn’t approve. Tags: @ask-the-prowler this you? @mayearies @primaviva

A/n : Big brother miles owns my heart thanks anon<3

You were always too sweet, naive and fragile, something Miles always wanted to protect. You were his baby sister, it just came naturally. To him you were an Angel sent from heaven to guide him through life.

When you saw your mom working late at the hospital you plopped on your bed as you heard the door open, it was uncle Aaron. He took off his coat and announced with a loud voice “I brought Chinese takeout!” You and your brother came rushing out of your rooms, him not so much but you could tell he was hungry.

As you sat down to eat you had an idea, what if you get a job! As kids Miles would tell you that you were an amazing chef, but then again you guys were eating toy food.. But it still counts right? You know your brother has it different, but he’s your big brother and you just want to help him and your momma.

After eating you scurry off to your room and start scrolling through your phone. “Jobs wanted..” you mumbled to yourself. Miles walks in to do his “hourly” , as he calls it “You’re being bad, what are you doing” check in. He plops on your bed leaning into the mattress. “Watcha doin” he murmured “Eating chocolate” “I want some” “of course you do” you teased him. “No seriously what are you doing..” “Looking for a job obviously” you smirked, a job at the panadería 2 blocks away.

“Hell no, you ain’t getting no job, you’re 13, you’re still a baby” he snatched the phone right out of your hands. “GIVE IT BACK MILESSS” you whined “only if you don’t get a job” “fine..” you obviously were going to go against his wishes, can’t be good all the time, right?

Next morning, it was Saturday, up out of bed at about 12pm and stare at the wall, get dressed and go out, same every Saturday. “I’m going out with friends!” You quickly scurried out of the house, running toward the bakery.

"Hi? I'm (NAME) Morales, here to work Señora " You said as you walked in. The old lady at the register smiled, she was Mexican, her big smile and warm cozy bakery made you smile. She walked over, or should you say waddled? The sound of her cane hitting the ground harmonized with the Bolero's in the back. After she instructed you what to do, you got to work.

After a long day you got home at around 7pm. As you entered your apartment flat you were greeted by your brother, well not greeted more like scolded. What happened to hello, how are you, am i right?

Well, after that "Welcome home" you snuck into your mom's room and placed some of the tips you made on the nightstand.

Hopefully that will help.. and even if it does, you'll still work at the bakery.

[cuichichan]

EMS EMMA HI ITS UMMMMM FORMERLY TATUM HIHI

hi tyyyyy or should i say corey? maybe im corey😨 because i was like coreyxkenshin and disappeared 😝

[cuichichan]

hi emma !! it’s been a minute hruuuu

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this is jayce btw !!

hi jay, im inactive because i dont really want to be on tumblr much, idk might come back, happy to see you reached out😊

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DONT STOP TALKING ABOUT PALESTINE! DONT STOP TAKING ABOUT GAZA!

DONT LET THEM MAKE YOU FORGET!!

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[cuichichan]

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DONT STOP TALKING ABOUT PALESTINE! DONT STOP TAKING ABOUT GAZA!

DONT LET THEM MAKE YOU FORGET!!

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Don't stop talking about Palestine! Don't stop talking about Gaza! Don't let them make you forget!!

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[cuichichan]

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i would love you in every universe. if you even care

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it ain’t even a question of would

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yeah we do

[kaidan-z-deactivated20250722]

”How many times do i gotta tell you,”

42 Miles x Male Reader

warnings: cursing??

w/c: 461

Request:

This is my first official writing, so…it’s not that good. tell me if i did alright 😭🙏🏽.

Where was he? You thought to yourself with an aggravated sigh, brows furrowed as you checked his location on your phone.

Right…he stopped sharing it.

Just as you were about to call him, the familiar creaking of the front door alerted of entry, and by the footsteps it was easily told who it was. Miles.

“Miles? I’ve been waiting all fucking night, jesus.” You grumbled, getting up from the couch and making your way to the door, pausing at a glimpse of a tear in his outfit.

…which was rare for him.

”Miles.” You repeated, taking a look at him up and down, drawing a deep breath in preparation for the long scolding you were soon to give him. Taking his wrist, you took him to the living room, grabbing the first aid kit on the way there. The two of you sat on the couch in an uncomfortable silence as you began to treat him.

“How many times do I gotta tell you, how many? Cause I’m real tired of it. You said you’d be more careful on the job, I said, ‘Okay. You know what, I can trust him, because he always stays true to his word’. Right? Well, I shouldn’t have. I know i don’t know what you do when you’re out, but you gotta be more fucking careful than this, man. Invest in better gear, upgrade the suit, cause whatever you’re doing isn’t working.” You went on and on, complaining while you tenderly cared for his injuries, not caring for any of his small remarks.

And Miles just sat and took it, knowing deep down he was deserving of the talk. I mean, yeah, he was saving the entire city. But he knew he had someone to love and take care of him at the end of the day, who he gave the same treatment to.

“Yea…I know.” Miles murmured, running his tongue over his teeth idly, avoiding your gaze even though he knew you weren’t looking. “‘m sorry. Things got messy, and I did what i had to do.” Miles spoke again, quietly, leaning back into the soft cushions.

It wasn’t usual for him to comply with you, but he felt bad and he was tired. So, according to him, that was his only option.

After you had him all patched up and scolded, you got up and put away the first aid kit, groaning softly and rubbing your eyes.

“And I made empanadas. Go eat.” You spoke flatly with a caring undertone, feeling a smile make its way onto your face as Miles wrapped you in a warm hug, mask retracted off of his face.

“Thank you.” He murmured, placing a small kiss on your cheek as he let go and headed to the kitchen.

[urmadiik]

THIS IS SO GOOD 😋 !

[brbzonedout]

-Late Night Walks

Pairing: E!42 Miles Morales x Reader

Warnings: None…

“So you couldn’t sleep? and you walked here by yourself at two in the morning…and your mom doesn’t know you’re gone?”

Miles sat on your window sill and removed his sneakers before he jumped off as quietly as possible.

“Yeah that’s about right-“

You shook your head and cracked a smile moving his shoes to sit in your closet. If you hadn’t known any better you’d think he had some kind of ulterior motive but no, that’s just Miles.

“You’re gonna get us both in trouble, then our parents are gonna work together to cover up the murder…”

“Damn, no hi? No, oh my god i’m so happy to see you?” he said at a whisper.

The boy shrugged off his jacket revealing his blue flannel pajamas pants and a regular plain grey tee shirt, after he tossed it into your closet he crawled into the bed and wrapped himself in your soft fluffy comforter.

“What if I didn’t want you in here?” you questioned sarcastically.

You crawled in with him and wrapped your arms around his torso burying your head in the crook of his neck.

“Oh yeah?” he sat up slowly wanting to see your reaction. “I can dip back out if you want me to-“

“No no no no..stay,” you pushed him back down with the weight you were holding back before.

“That’s what I thought”. Miles remarked.

A comfortable silence over took the room as the two of you got in the comfortable enough position to lay in. During the period of silence Miles somehow managed to maneuver himself onto of you wrapping his arms around your neck and laying his head next to yours. As you inhaled, the smell of hair grease and whatever brand of lotion he used before coming over caught your nose, he must have been planning on coming over instead of a spontaneous visit.

A few days before, Miles told you how his mom had been taking later shifts at the hospital. He didn’t tell you but knowing Miles you knew this worried him. He knows what goes on at night in the city so it scared him to think that his mom was outside alone.

“You ok?” You asked sliding your hand under the back of his shirt to draw random shapes.

The boy nodded slightly brushing your neck with his nose. “I’m good, tired though”.

Suddenly you got an idea.

“Oh so you just gonna come in here wake me up and fall asleep on me?!” You asked slowly sitting up.

Miles huffed and sat up along with you, rubbing at his dreary eyes. “I couldn’t sleep in my bed”. He shrugged with a shy smile.

You snort out a laugh and stand up, walking over to your closet to retrieve a small cardboard box in the back. “Well i can’t sleep period..let’s go patrol. It’s the weekend we can sleep in”.

He blinked up at you with a confused expression.

“Ain’t you the one who questioned me for coming over at 2:00 am now it’s…” Miles squinted trying to focus his vision on the alarm clock sat on your bed side table bit without his glasses it was no use.

“20 minutes to 3, Velma…”.

“Velma..” He repeated with a low giggle. “If we goin’ outside i need my suit”.

You shook your head no, hair shaking lightly from side to side. “We’ll just walk..if you’re as tired as you say you are i don’t need you falling from buildings”.

The boy furrowed his eyebrows, slightly worried about going out with you with nothing to defend yourselves. “But what if-“

“I’m bringing my web shooters..” Said as you gesture to them. “If anything pops off we’ll be fine. I promise…I do this all the time”, You assure.

After your finished getting ready to go you walk over and pull Miles up by his hands. “Now come on! Before the sun comes up”.

The boy stood up with your help lazily gathering his things to go outside. After he finished getting ready the two of you walked over to the window.

“Maybe we can go to the corner store? You know past the hospital”. You said carefully climbing out onto the fire escape trying you best not to hit the metal.

Miles reveals a small smile and nods. “Yeah that’s cool..” Said as he followed behind you. “….so are we gon talk about how you go outside at all hours of the night alone…frequently?”

“Last one down the stairs has to carry the bags back!” You said rushing down in order to avoid his questions.

Miles laughed a little louder than before given the freedom after leaving the quiet apartment. “Like it won’t be me regardless”.