#earth 1610

[dammemaker]

Little chudlings

[thewriterg]

mr and mrs ‘let me do it’

A/n; I haven’t wrote for marvel in so long… anyhow, headcanons because I can and I want to

warning(s): both miles are stubborn in their own ways, mrs independent woman reader, slithers of mama Rio, a little bickering, mentions of social norms, pet names, rusty spanish, and language l

earth 1610 miles! who’s love language is acts of service, —as well as physical touch— in which it literally makes him go insane when you don’t let him do something for you. drastic or mundane you volunteer yourself everytime and he hates it

earth 1610 miles! who has to learn to somewhat bully his way into doing things for you… you guys sitting together during lunch and you forgot to get utensils? before you can even swing your leg over the bench of the cafeteria table he’s already up walking back to the cart that carries condiments, napkins, plastic packaged utensils and things of the sort

earth 1610 miles! where you both turn it into a little competition on who can help the other one more. you ask him to hold your phone so you can tie your shoe? that’s cute, meanwhile he fully gets down on one knee and ties them for you. Oh, his dorm is messy and he can’t find his notes he needed to finish over the weekend back home? meanwhile, your in your own room copying down what you you wrote from your notes filled with scribblings of words onto his semi empty notebook.

earth 1610 miles! who likes to do something to make your life a little easier no matter how big or small. your about to have a study session and you ran to the bathroom? guess who taking all the text books and notes out of your bag so you don’t have to rummage thought it? Well miles of course :)

earth 1610 miles! who loves you because you think about him and your actions really show it. he had to patrol and couldn’t watch the new episode of his favorite super hero, guess who recorded the who thing start to finish so he could watch it in his down time?

earth 1610 miles! who is in a healthy happy competition of completing services for one another with you because “Te amo aunque seas terco, mi vida.”

ミ★ミ★ミ★

earth 42 miles! who is quite literally wont take no for an answer. it got to a point where he would just start doing things for you instead of asking. you look like you’re carrying too many bags on your mini splurge at the mall? welp now you’re carrying NOTHING.

earth 42 miles! where you both grew up around the social norm of ‘the man should pay for dates with a woman’ and rather he knew it or not, miles subconsciously adapted it into his life. you on the other hand couldn’t call bull shit fast enough to save your life. however, while miles really did value your core beliefs he couldn’t really be bothered to break the habit. he wasn’t wealthy per say, but he had enough to simultaneously spoil you with things as well as help his mom with necessities.

earth 42 miles! who mutters a “watch out ma” when you even try and reach for your purse to pay for ANYTHING. total of $8.67 at the bodega trying to get snacks for your movie night? “I got it.” total of $78.92 after having appetizers, meals, and dessert? “I got it.” $250 to go get some self care done “I got it.”

earth 42 miles! that gets you so frustrated that you guys start to have petty arguments that mama Rio doesn’t stand for. yes you’re lovers, but she will still make you hug in the oversized, OVERSIZED, tshirt until you figure it out like you’re siblings.

earth 42 miles! who you have to learn just loves that way and if you want a change you have to force it yourself. the look he gave you when you came back from the “restroom” on your next weekly date having found out when he waived down your waiter that the meal was already paid for was priceless and so was the small twitch of his lips upward at the bright, proud look on your face.

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[asslicker02]

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pairing: miles morales x reader

warnings: short, unedited

you found a secret notebook in miles room, containing yourself.

masterlist

now thats familiar. taking a few steps closer to miles desk, you discovered that it was in fact, you.

“miles… are these all me?” page after page, there was always one common thing.

every angle, emotion, detail or feature of you face was there, in his notebook. it was like he studied all about you. was it strange that you didn’t feel weird or uncomfortable? it actually made him even more attractive.

soon enough, he snapped out of his thoughts and realised what was going on. miles cursed under his breath and jumped out of his bed, sprinting straight to you.

“woah! uhm— you weren’t supposed to see that,” he tried laughing it off and snatching the book of your hands but you were unfortunately, too quick for him. “oh, dont be embarrassed!” you lightly slapped his arm while miles stared at his feet, avoiding your eye contact.

rest assured, you continued to flip through more pages while he sat and hid in the corner of his room. “i mean, these are amazing…”

your ownself couldnt believe that someone would admire you so much.

having to take off soon, you had one request for miles. “i wanna see more the next time i come back, can you do that for me?”

he slowly looked up to your face, meeting your stare and nodded. it was like he would do anything for you.

quick write!! and its also very, very similar to whats already in the show soo..🤷‍♀️

side note hes so cute ughh

happy pride month & vesak day!!

[erenstitanweave]

celebrity flicks (red carpet edition)

pairing: miles morales x model!reader

synopsis: miles is a spoiled boyfriend who gets his way every single time, that's it.

author's note: hi guys!! apologies for not posting, i've spent my summer rotting in bed and getting back into my old fixations lmao. this takes place in the same universe as runway walk, so if you haven't read that already, it's right here! as always, i hope you enjoy! likes and reblogs are highly appreciated!

"we have got to stop running into each other like this, didn't you say we've been caught together too many times?" he asked, his mask hiding the obviously stupid grin he had plastered on his face.

"no. i said you had to stop crashing my runway. at this point, you should be walking with me." you replied, miserably failing at stifling your excitement at seeing the boy before you.

yet again, miles had somehow found his way from some alley in brooklyn all the way to manhattan, right where you just "coincidentally" ran into one another. "you're going to get caught, pretty boy. your pout can't exactly save you with the mask on, can it?" you asked, uncrossing your arms inch by inch as he made his way over to you, mask now revealing the lower half of his face. "shouldn't i be asking you that? after all.." he paused, tilting your head back before pressing a kiss to your neck.

"you're the one letting me kiss you." he smirked, kissing around your collarbone like he owned it, and to some extent, he did.

you let your head tilt back into the wall behind you, wrapping your arms around his torso, resting your hands on the spider in the middle of his back. "don't be an ass, miles." you breathed out, slightly digging your nails into his suit. "..'m not getting yelled at because you're messing up my clothes..again." he breathed out a laugh against your skin, his breath bringing chills down your spine.

he moved his head up, taking your face in his gloved hands. you felt the feeling of his eyes moving over your face, the eyes of his mask letting you see his expression underneath it.

"stop looking at me like that." you muttered, feeling your heartbeat in your ears at his gaze. he just smirked, leaning down closer to your face. "like what?"

"like you're convincing me to ditch the red carpet with your eyes so we can go home." you said, moving your hands to his chest, tracing the spider absentmindedly. he was silent for a moment, watching your movements before his gaze moved back to your face. "is it working?" he asked quietly, making your eyes snap back up to his. you both sat there in silence for a few minutes, before you let out a groan of pure defeat.

suddenly, your long awaited arrival at the red carpet was cancelled due to "unforeseen circumstances". unbeknownst to the public, those "unforeseen circumstances" were laying right on top of you.

"you're gonna wreck my modeling career, miles morales." you paused, grabbing your phone and placing it next to you. "i hope you're happy." you said with a roll of your eyes, lightly smacking him in the back of the head. he raised his head up, propping himself up on his elbows. he pressed a kiss to your forehead, rolling his eyes right after. "yeah right, like i could do that." he said with a laugh, one which quickly died down once he took a glance at your phone.

there before his very eyes, your screen lit up with two texts from your manager, one with a picture of the two of you that was very clearly taken after he convinced you to go home, the next? one sentence.

"next time, just ask if we can do a photo op on company time."

you both sat there in silence, slowly turning to look at each other, both sharing a dumbfounded expression.

"who the hell even took that?!"

[tiirey2tenacious]

omg does anyone write fanfiction for earth-1610 miles anymore ? 💔

[maxmarvel123]

Ultimate Spider-Man: Legacy (February 16, 2026)

Fan artist by: Inkinator

[raine-doll]

Realising im a trans lesbian and then finding out my favourite version of Spider-Man has a trans lesbian clone was insane

Anyway heres a shitty drawing of her

More people need to know ultimate jessica drew shes cool :3

[bigbawdy-benzz]

Lets go for a swing

Pairing: Miles1610 x reader!

Summary: Y/N is having a chill moment on the roof of her apartment until someone intercepts a picture she was taking.

A/N: this is my first miles 1610 fic, I hope you guys enjoy because I certainly did writing it. I added a song to listen to while reading it if you want to listen to it. I will also be posting once a week until I have more creative juice Love you guys ENJOYYY!!!.

It was a hot day in Brooklyn, New York, so you decided to go up on the roof to look at your city. It was beautiful, the sunrise was ethereal. You decided to draw while listening to music you loved. The scent of the air was fresher than usual, the sound of the train was refreshing, and hearing the ice cream truck go past your apartment was nostalgic. Sometimes you wish you had a companion with you to also enjoy this scenery with you, it's really intimate to share with someone you’re close with. You take a picture of the sunset but something intercepts your picture. You tilt your head looking at it until you hear a voice.

“Oh you're taking photos of me? Did you get my good side?” The mysterious voice said, you furrow your eyebrows, chuckling turning behind you.

“No you were just in the way”. You say recognizing the figure Spiderman (Miles)

“Wow but what are you doing up here it's dangerous you know” Miles says concerningly.

“Yeah I know but it's calming to me hearing the natural sounds of the city” You say taking a deep breath. Miles has a crazy Idea in his head.

“Since you love the city so much, do you want to go for a swing with me?” Miles asks, you look at your skin and your size before immediately declining,

“Absolutely not I might be a little too heavy for you to be caring around swinging from building to building”. You stated, Miles rolled his eyes sighing.

“I'm not Spiderman for nothing I'm strong and your size is perfect, you’re perfect” Miles says reassuring you, your skin is dark but you can’t help but to blush and get a little flustered.

“Okay fine but pls be careful”. You say, Miles nods his head and directs you to come over and hold onto him. You pray before you even think about moving, you wrap your arms around his waist taking a deep breath.

“Hey its ok I got you I won’t let anything happen to you preciosa” He says calming you down, you tighten your grip hearing him chuckle.

“Okay I'm going to start shooting webs now”. He announces shooting a web, you open your eyes looking at the building with a smile on your face.

“You ok?” He asks, proceeding to swing”.

“Yes it's even more beautiful than just being on a roof”. You say with a smile on your face. The sunset continues to go down and New York lights up. The lights are beautiful, you feel the air on your skin feeling safe with Spiderman. 

“Hey you hungry?” Miles asks

“Totally” You reply he nods his head, stopping at a vendor putting you down safely. You stand behind him to make it seem like you're not with him, you're with Spiderman for crying out loud you don’t want a lot of attention on you. He orders for himself getting another order for you assuming you were shy. Miles directs you to walk away with him, you wrap your arms around him again, he swings back to your roof. He gives you your food, you sit on the ground.

“Oh right you can’t eat with me you have to take your mask off” You say sadly.

“Oh no I'm going to stay. I'll eat later when I'm at home. This drawing is beautiful, "he says, looking at your drawing of the sunset.

“Thank you, I love to draw. I'm often up here drawing, it's a passion of mine or just to look at the city and enjoy nature”. You say with a smile.

“I like that, I also draw in my free time listening to music”. Miles says sitting on the ledge of the roof. You sit next to him nodding your head.

“Yeah I love music too it's definitely an es-”

 “Escape” You and Miles say at the same time looking at each other, You look into the night sky rocking back and forth enjoying this.

“You know I’ve always wanted to share a moment like this with somebody it's really intimate to me” You say.

“Well now you have me to share this with, we can swing around the city together grab food and hang out together” Miles says looking at you, he already noticed how beautiful you are it's just evident how you are similar to him. You saw him as Miles instead of the flashy show off  Spiderman. You caught his attention, and this will be a memory he thinks about forever.