You could never understand, I exist beyond your imagination~ Everybody wanting what I have got 'em fabricating cheap imitations!! matching with my homie fr☆
never feel ashamed that you're feeling. — miles 42 with an emotional!adopted!younger sister!reader
(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)
summary: some kids at school just really won't leave you alone and stop teasing you for things you didn't want to be reminded of, but your big brother miles isn't gonna let you dwell on those sad, painful thoughts any longer.
pairing: earth 42 miles with an emotional!adopted!younger sister!reader
genre: platonically angsty, fluffy, and comforting !!
word count: 745
request: miles with an adopted!sister who is very sensitive.(12 yo) so like, someone was making fun of reader and then miles saw a readers eye starting to tear up. what will he do?🤷🏻♀️ thanks you 💋😘 (you're the reason why i watched atsv)
author's note: i need a kuya miles in my buhay i swear (ALSO I'M SO HONORED TO KNOW ANON WATCHED ATSV ALL BC OF ME, WHAT ... i'm cryin rn fr and in the mood to rewatch itsv since it released on netflix for us again FINALLY) i hope ya like this anon 🫂
miles came home to the sound of his darling little sister bawling in her room, the door slightly ajar, allowing for her cries to be heard all throughout the house. neither uncle aaron nor their mom was home yet, and they wouldn't be home until later that night–miles was the only one there right now, and he was worried sick about what was happening to his little sister. he climbed up the stairs and called out to her, gently asking her if she was okay or needed help, but all he was responded to with were muffled cries of 'get out of here, miles' and 'leave me alone'.
"hey... is everything... are you..." miles stuttered, unsure of how to approach you because it was usually rio or aaron tending to you and comforting you ever since. miles had known you were a little more emotion than most kids your age, but he loved you dearly and wanted to help, but he... didn't know where to start, because he knew that from how you looked now, you clearly were not okay. miles placed a hand on your shoulder and looked at you with a sympathetic look. "come on, please, look at me?" miles asked you as he offered you a handkerchief from his jacket's pocket, which you weakly took and blew your swollen nose with. your eyes were puffy and had tears relentlessly flowing from them, and your sniffles got even louder as miles wrapped his arm around you, moving closer to you and letting you know through his gestures and actions that he's listening, he's gonna help you, any way he can.
"the... kids at school..." you began, blowing your nose into the handkerchief and sloppily wiping away at your tears as miles hung on to every word you uttered, determined to figure out why you were crying. "...they kept... they kept teasing me, saying mamí wasn't... wasn't my real mom. tió aaron, he... he looks nothing like me... i'm not... i'm not part of this f-family..." you stuttered out, your voice faltering as you sobbed all over again, painfully reminiscing how you began to tear up when those kids kept pestering you, saying you weren't a real morales.
miles looked at you with a look of shock, he was undoubtedly angry at those kids that tried hurting you, thinking their joke was any funny to tell anybody—let alone you, you who was easily swayed by the winds of emotion, easily hurt, easily excited; the you who was vulnerable to many things. you were already insecure ever since you were welcomed into the morales' family ever since you were a young girl, you were always told you were part of the family, and as much as you wanted to believe them... you were so used to being rejected by people you hoped to love you, hoped to give you a home that would last forever and a family that would unconditionally be yours and you'd be theirs until the end of time. the morales family was just that family, but no matter how much you wanted to believe you were a part of their family... you were always reminded that they weren't originally yours, you were adopted, welcomed in, not made in the family.
miles didn't care if you looked slightly or greatly different from him and his family, he didn't care if you had completely different biological parents nor if your name wouldn't have 'morales' in it if rio and aaron didn't take you in; he didn't care if you didn't have a drop of their blood in you, miles loved you as his dearest little sister, no matter who you really were or who you came from. "no... don't listen to that, it... it doesn't matter if you didn't come from mamí or don't have a drop of our blood in you... we love you all the same, i love you all the same." he muttered, kissing the top of your head and squeezing you tight ever so often as he wrapped you in his embrace, shushing you and telling you that you were a morales, you were one of theirs, through, and through, and through. you sobbed even more as miles reassured you that, no matter whose blood coursed through your veins, no matter how differently you two may look, or if you carried the surname 'morales' with you or not—you were his little sister, from now, until the end of time.
words cannot describe how much I love my friends. theyre so silly and funny and I geniuely enjoy talking to them I never get bored of them like I know everyone loves their friends but people do not understand my friends are the most important thing to me theyre like mini versions of me I love them my friends are soso cool I really hope I dont lose any of them they make me so happy like I love them all as family no joke I just really really like my friends :]
Hey guys so as you know I'm better than almost everyone & that rule applies to my best friend too, of course!! But my friend Kai however..... She has some issues. Issues with society & communities that have done nothing but good for her. Me and my bestie pookie wookie boo boo sugar plum bear were messaging her out of silliness & love just like the good discord kittens we are. Yes, we may have said a few things that were bad but we are good kittens!! Then out of no where, we were verbally abused and she had the nerve to MUTE OUR GROUPCHAT. So what I'm asking you all to do is cancel Kai, pwease and thank you. Uwu.
P.S: We're trying to be discord kittens to our friend Dave now because he's just better, like us!!
Do you act like a buffoon on purpose, or is that all on accident?
That depends, what's your idea of a buffoon?! If you're talking about a total narcissist egoist chaotic dumb dumb then thats just how I am online but also partly forced!
hey guys ana is a gaslighting manipulative liar and she is limu emu and doug phobic!! Tell all the mothers to DISLIKE her and BLOCK her. pwease and thank you. uwu
IF I DON'T GET A SUPER SONICO FIGURE SOON MY MIND IS GOING TO IMPLODE. I DON'T EVEN WATCH HER SHOW BUT SHE'S SOSO PRETTY OH MY GOSH I SHOULD LIKE BUY 10 OF THEM BECAUSE IM JUST BETTER
just realized I haven't said my pronouns here, (not that anyone cares nor gives a shi!) But for eventually when I become famous because why wouldn't I? I prefer he/him losers, she/her works too though!!
I remember once my bestie told me the entire series of dork diaries reminded him of me. That means the world to me and i don't think i will ever forget it. It is truley an honor to be this girlypops.
