↳ tags : miles morales x male reader, miles morales x reader, male reader, marvel,itsv 2, itsv, spiderverse itsv
↳ pronouns used : he/him/his (I think they is also used)
↳ word count : 710
↳ note : i apologize for just now posting this bbgs here's a fanfic I would like to read :)).
The night was colder than usual, the city's skyline illuminated by the distant glow of neon lights. Miles Morales swung through the city as Spider-Man, his lithe form moving gracefully between buildings, but tonight was different. His movements were strained, every swing an effort, and the grace replaced with a hint of desperation.
Finally, he landed on a rooftop, panting heavily. His suit was torn, and bruises marred his skin. The pain was evident in his eyes as he contemplated his next move. The danger he faced tonight had been greater than he'd anticipated. He needed a safe place to rest and recover.
A familiar address came to his mind, a place where he knew he would find solace. With a renewed determination, he launched himself from the rooftop, swinging towards your apartment.
As Miles landed softly on your balcony, he rapped lightly on the glass door. His breath hitched as he waited, feeling a mixture of relief and anxiety. The door slid open, revealing you in pajamas. Concern etched across their face as they took in Miles' battered appearance. Without a word, they stepped aside, allowing him to enter.
Miles managed a faint smile, gratitude shining in his eyes. He didn't need to explain; they understood. He was safe here.
The reader led Miles to the bathroom, where they retrieved a first aid kit. You motioned for him to sit on the edge of the bathtub, and gently began to clean his wounds. The silence between them was comfortable, a mutual understanding that words weren't necessary right now. Your touch was gentle and soothing, each careful movement a balm to Miles' battered body.
Miles winced as you dabbed antiseptic on a particularly nasty bruise, and he instinctively reached out to grip their hand. His touch conveyed more than words ever could – the trust he placed in them, the vulnerability he rarely showed.
As you worked, tending to his injuries with practiced care, Miles couldn't help but let his thoughts wander. Why did he keep putting himself in these situations? Was he doing more harm than good? And why was he drawn to the reader like a moth to a flame?
His thoughts were interrupted your voice broke the silence, soft and comforting. "You're safe here, Miles."
He met their gaze, gratitude shining in his eyes. "I know."
You finished bandaging his wounds and sat back, studying him with concern. Miles mustered a tired smile, trying to reassure them. "I'll be fine. Just need some rest."
You nodded, but there was something more in your gaze – a question that went unspoken. Miles tilted his head, curiosity getting the better of him.
"What's on your mind?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
You hesitated for a moment before speaking, your voice gentle yet filled with curiosity. "Why do you keep pushing yourself like this, Miles? You're just a kid."
Miles chuckled softly, a hint of self-deprecation in his tone. "I guess I feel like I have to, you know? With great power…"
"Comes great responsibility," you finished for him, a small smile tugging at their lips. "But you also have the responsibility to take care of yourself."
Miles nodded, his gaze dropping to his hands. "Yeah, I know. Sometimes it's hard to balance."
You reached out, tilting his chin up to meet their eyes. "You don't have to do it alone, Miles."
Miles held their gaze, a mixture of emotions swirling within him – gratitude, longing, and a newfound sense of connection. Without thinking, he whispered the words that had been on the tip of his tongue.
"Mi amor."
You blinked, surprised by the endearment in his tone. Miles flushed slightly, realizing he'd spoken without thinking. But your eyes softened, and you smiled warmly.
"Rest for now, Miles," you urge him, your voice a soothing melody. "We'll figure everything out together."
As Miles settled onto your couch, his exhaustion finally catching up with him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort he hadn't experienced in a long time. In the quiet of the night, as he drifted off to sleep, he knew he had found a place where he truly belonged.
↳ tags : benedict bridgerton x male reader,benedict bridgerton x reader,bxb,bridgerton.
↳ pronouns used : he/him/his
↳ word count : 3,466
↳ note : i haven't seen ANY benedict x male reader's sadly, so i decided to write one of my own :)), ALSO tysm for the likes on the other post !!
Chapter 1: The Encounter
In the bustling streets of London's labyrinthine alleys, Benedict Bridgerton found himself ensnared by a mysterious figure, emanating an aura of ethereal allure. Their paths converged on a serendipitous afternoon, and a fleeting exchange of glances set Benedict's heart ablaze, as if a thousand sonnets whispered in his veins.
Chapter 2: Hidden Desires
The vivid image of this enigmatic being refused to relinquish its hold on Benedict's thoughts. Night after starlit night, he sought solace in the sanctuary of his studio, where passion coursed through his fingertips onto the blank canvas. Each brushstroke became a dance, imbued with a fervent desire to capture the very essence of this man who had awakened the dormant chords of his soul.
Chapter 3: Painting the Unseen
Time unfolded like an unfathomable tapestry as Benedict's obsession deepened, roots burrowing into the sublime contours of the man's countenance. With an artist's discerning eye, he etched every delicate line into the alcoves of his memory, translating them onto the canvas with a palette of moonlit hues. Each brushstroke became an impassioned plea, a symphony of silent longing resonating within the unspoken spaces.
Chapter 4: A Secret Unveiled
The tapestry of fate weaved an unforeseen strand of destiny, guiding the man into Benedict's hallowed studio. In a delicate dance of chance, the man stumbled upon the myriad of portraits adorning the walls, his eyes encountering the embodiment of his own enigma. In that breathless moment, the atmosphere shimmered with electric anticipation, a wordless symphony conducted solely by the heart's percussive rhythm.
Chapter 5: Mutual Awakening
Emotions, wild and untamed, surged beneath the surface, birthing unspoken verses that yearned to be sung. Amidst the sacred silence, their souls entwined, painting a sonnet of connection that transcended the boundaries of spoken language. A shared vulnerability bound them together, their hearts united in a harmonious crescendo, where the unspoken became their mutual language.
Chapter 6: Love on Canvas
Within the ethereal haze of their burgeoning love, Benedict's art bloomed, capturing the divine essence of their intertwined existence. Each brushstroke wove a tapestry of adoration, breathing life into pigments that danced and whispered their secrets. The paintings became a melodic testimony, a love song in pigmented verse, where the depths of their passion painted the symphony of their devotion.
Chapter 7: A Masterpiece of Love
Benedict's art, like a poet's quill, flourished, immortalizing their love story in vivid strokes upon the canvas. The world, enraptured by the poignant portrayal of desire and connection, marveled at the raw intensity conveyed within each brushstroke. Yet, only Benedict and his muse knew the untold verses, the unsung stanzas, the profound love that inspired these masterpieces—a love whispered in hushed breaths and ardent embraces.
Epilogue: A Love Beyond Art
Benedict and his muse, their souls forever intertwined, ventured forth hand in hand, their love an eternal sonnet. Through the tapestry of their shared journey—passion, art, and self-discovery—they discovered solace within the other's embrace. While their paintings stood as resplendent testaments to their love, their true masterpiece would forever be the symphony they composed—a love that defied conventions, a love that kindled their spirits, forever altering the course of their lives.
Summary: Batman, bruised and battered from a night of protecting Gotham, seeks solace and treatment for his injuries from the reader. Unbeknownst to the reader, Batman harbors romantic feelings, while the reader remains oblivious to his secret identity. As they tend to Batman's wounds, a bond of trust deepens, and the flicker of a hidden affection lingers in the shadows.
Pronouns used: none
The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a dim glow over the rooftops of Gotham City. Batman, the elusive protector of the darkened streets, returned to the Batcave with a heavy heart and a broken body. His vigilant efforts to keep Gotham safe had taken their toll, leaving him bruised and wounded.
In search of solace and care, Batman found himself seeking refuge in an unexpected place. The caped crusader arrived at a small apartment tucked away in a quiet neighborhood, where you, the reader, unknowingly held the key to his heart. You had become his confidant, a steadfast presence in his life, providing support and solace whenever he needed it.
As Batman knocked on your door, you opened it with a mix of surprise and concern etched upon your face. "Batman? What happened? Please, come in," you urged, stepping aside to allow him entry.
He moved with a calculated grace, wincing with every step, his pain masked by the shadows of the cowl he wore. Batman's piercing gaze met yours, and for a brief moment, you saw vulnerability and trust in those masked eyes.
"I've had a difficult night," Batman admitted, his voice gravelly from the night's battles. "I need your assistance, if you're willing."
Without hesitation, you guided Batman into the apartment, your concern growing as you took in the visible signs of his injuries. "Of course, Batman. You can rely on me. Let me help you."
He nodded silently, a rare display of vulnerability as he removed his cape and utility belt, revealing the damaged body beneath. His strong physique, now marred by wounds acquired during his relentless fight for justice, was a testament to his sacrifices.
As you fetched a first aid kit, your eyes roamed over his battered form. The severity of his injuries brought forth a surge of determination to help alleviate his pain and aid in his recovery. Unbeknownst to you, beneath the mask and armor stood a hero who held you in his thoughts, his heart yearning for a connection that went beyond the mask.
With careful hands, you began treating Batman's wounds, offering gentle comfort and unwavering support. Each touch conveyed a sense of trust and understanding, nurturing a bond that went beyond the realms of friendship. In the flickering light, secrets danced between you, veiled by the guise of anonymity.
Batman watched you with a mixture of gratitude and longing, his hidden affections simmering beneath his stoic facade. The trust he had placed in you extended beyond the battlefield, for in your presence, he found solace and a yearning for something more.
"You've always been there for me," Batman whispered, his voice laced with unspoken emotions. "Your support and compassion are immeasurable."
As your gaze met his, a subtle tension hung in the air, a palpable connection that neither of you could deny. In the depths of his concealed heart, Batman wrestled with the desire to reveal his true identity, to bridge the gap between the hero and the man he truly was.
"I care deeply for you," Batman confessed, his voice a barely audible murmur. "But the shadows must protect what lies beneath."
You felt a surge of inexplicable emotion, an unspoken understanding of the depth of his words. Though the truth
currently focusing on writing gender neutral OR fem! readers atm!! headcannons or blurbs can be requested! anyone who’s not on this list that you would like something for, please message me or just submit one!! chances are i will do it!!
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Marvel Cinematic Universe:,Peter Parker,Kate Bishop,Peter Parker (tom holland),Peter Parker (Tobey Maguire),Peter Parker ( Andrew Garfeild),Miles Morales,Frank Castle,Matt Murdock,steven grant/marc spector/jake lockley,Druig,Agatha Harkness, Bruce Banner, Everett Ross, Hela, Helmut Zemo, Jeri Hogarth,Loki Laufeyson, May Parker, Natasha Romanoff, Pepper Potts, Stephen Strange, Steve Rogers, Thor Odinson, Tony Stark,Tchalla,Shuri.
Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina: Ambrose Spellman, Hilda Spellman, Lilith, Mary Wardwell, Zelda Spellman .
Enola Holmes: Eudoria Holmes, Miss Harrison, Sherlock Holmes
Merlin: Arthur Pendragon, Gwaine, Merlin, Mithian, Morgana Pendragon, Morgause.
Once Upon A Time: Archie Hopper, Cora Mills, Cruella DeVil, Killian Jones, Maleficent, Regina Mills, Rumplestiltskin, Victoria Belfrey, Zelena Mills,Henry Millis.
Shameless (US): Claudia Nicolo, Frank Gallagher, Helene Runyon, Lip Gallagher, Monica Gallagher, Sheila Jackson, Svetlana Yevgenivna
The Umbrella Academy: Allison Hargreeves, Five Hargreeves, Klaus Hargreeves, Lila Pitts, The Handler.
Dc : Diana Prince,Harley Quinn,Kara,Danvers,Lena Luthor,cassandra cain,damian wayne,Jason Todd,Tim Drake, Dick Grayson,Duke Thomas.
Disney : Tiana,Mulan, Pocahantas,Raya,Merida,Moana.
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School for Good And Evil : Sophie,Agatha,Tedros,Lady Lesso,Hort,Anadil,kiko.
May be updated later (don’t worry if your character/movie isn’t on here).
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