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hey yall, PRAYERS
might be on hold since my device broke, the screen of it and I'm actually typing rn before it completely does, so please wait and I'll come back as soon as I can to fix this. Thank you<3333
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yall better give me suggestions for the next chapter I'm making it rn🏃♂️💨
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PRAYERS 【#001.】-HLS.
ATSV x Child!Reader
ㅤㅤ(Some comedy to warm yall up in the next😋)
【#000.】 <-Chapter one
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ【TW!! Usage of vulgar/foul language, acts of violence, choking and cringe yet realistic events. Please proceed with tender caution for young audiences, thank you.】
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Reminders; This will have parts so be patient, it'll be worth it I promise you<33 enjoooyy
English IS my first language, but I've spent majority of my life speaking my native language, so pardon my punctuation, grammar, spelling and error.
Reader is 12 years old so don't even think about it.
Constant editing btw😭
Btw please checkout my playlist I made for the reader and some ocs that'll be shown in the near future
PLYSLST!!! (I'm not good at making playlist sorry😭)
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤWRITTEN BY ©𝙍𝙑𝙇𝙎𝘿𝙇𝘾𝙍𝙓
【#001.】 -HLS.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝙍𝙑𝙇𝙎𝘿𝙇𝘾𝙍𝙓。
-The heavy gravity that pulled you somewhere unknown made you confused, maybe even somewhere beyond confusion. You hated the way how you're experiencing this, you were raised in a fucking laboratory for God's sake, a laboratory where everything horrible to you was explained, and the idea of confusion scares you.
You realise you've been on your head for too long, you have to curse the philosophical, existential crisis coping mechanism that constantly makes you airheaded. You looked at your surroundings to see a white void filled with… holes? You looked under your feet and noticed you were floating in 0 gravity. Your mind immediately jumps to conclusions.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"I'm in space!?" You yelled, and surely, your voice didn't echo inside the void. As far as you know-or you know you did, a void where 0 gravity exists, possibilities there will be no oxygen. Uh oh…
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Feeling breathless?" A tone asked you, appearing from a black hole beside you. You questioned… Why, where, what, when and how are you present in this space. And looking at the questioning figure beside you, yeah… He didn't have a face.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Creepy." You said nonchalantly to the 'person' who was popping out of the hole. When you've stated your opinion to him, he took this as an offence as he gasped then placed his hand on his chest.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Excuse me!? It wasn't my fault I turned out like this!" He yelled with him floating-yeah… floating-right in front of you, getting out of that black hole where he was previously. The sight of it? You found it rather disturbing, he was a completely white man. Like literally white, no face or ears, he was naked but his parts which were kept private weren't weren't there? You looked at him suspiciously and observed him, which he found more offending as he spoke to break the awkward silence.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Hey- Kid? Checking people out is rude." The white… man..? Yeah no, let's not call him a man just because he's similar to one. So it's safe to say that he's an individual. He was there snapping his fingers at you to get your attention, you ABSOLUTELY know that you're looking at him with visible judgement. But who is he to say you're checking him out? You almost laughed at his accusations as you spoke.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Checking you out? Please, I'm not even interested in… an abomination such as you." Did you have regrets saying that? No, did you have shame? Not at all either. Your cocky attitude may or may not mare him pissed off as he's on his way towards you, you suddenly felt that black hole appear behind you as he looked-is possible-immediately grabb ed your neck. His grip was tight but something made you feel like you're suffocating.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"You're just like him…" His tone definitely reeked frustration and realization. Hearing upon his statement made you confused, which again made you hate it so you groaned in frustration. Heck, you absolutely don't have a mind what was going on, and your annoyed confusion leads you to deadly curiosity. You raised your brow at him while you asked with that deadly curiosity that lingered your mindless brain.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"What the heck do you even mean-"
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"You know exactly what I mean." You were cut off by him with an intimidating voice, and you were sure without a single doubt. It definitely sounds like him. Shivers travelled down your spine frantically, and this worried you a lot. You're unable to stare at him, but he was able to look at you despite not having eyes to see. But you know that he's looking at you.
Your eyelids widened at that realization, your senses reacted in such a way that made you feel a piercing pain on your head. You hissed at sudden pain and the highly sensitive reaction your senses told you. You were immediately pushed into the black hole with that guy's fingers wrapping around your throat, you grabbed his wrist as you furrowed your gaze at him. It was a hard glare of growing hatred.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Who are you anyways!?" And his response was a chuckle. A chuckle of growing confidence. This attitude somewhat made you disgusted at him with his cockiness.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"I am the Spot." He introduced, you could've sworn the name he called himself was already a circus itself-if not a circus then an industry of a god damn joke.
With his dumb introduction, your back immediately met the hard concrete ground-surprisingly-! It didn't hurt, you sighed with vivid relief. But now… You found yourself in an unfamiliar place, it was dimly lit with the only source of light being a deep purple ambience. You grunted and so did he. You stood up and facing him with furrowed eyes, he looked at you as he made some holes appear behind him and some surrounding you. You clicked your tongue in response as you said.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Portals, huh?" A hand was placed on your hip as you asked with a little smirk, Spot then charged at you while he answered in agreement. His attack was too easy to read as you jumped above him and landed with your back facing his. In a blink of an eye, you webbed him to grab him by the back of his neck as you whispered.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"You better get me home… Spot." You commanded. This made Spot laugh at you, and sure as hell this made you annoyed as your father. The pressure and embarrassment you felt randomly when he did this to you made you return the choke with a deadly grip. You furrowed your brows as you repeated.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"I said… Take me back home, Spot." Again you said, and the only response to you was sending you to another hole and appearing in an apartment. Your grip was still with him, but what you did was to send a kick on his throat and slide yourself backwards to distance yourself from this abomination.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Oh no… I won't do that." Spot answered with him getting up from your attack, running up to you again with a slow pace. Looking at him trying to run and show an intimidating visual by laughing, you just know-what he's doing is highly embarrassing. He was running towards you like a coward, you couldn't help but slap your palm to your face and rub it downwards until grabbing your lips and groaned with embarrassment and annoyance for this grown ass adult.
Honestly-"What the fuck." Is your response, just when he's so close to you. He slipped to his own own hole-or portal, whatever the fuck you even call it-as he screamed with a cut off.
You only looked at where he fell and stood there awkwardly, trying to collect what happened this day. Confused as you were, you shifted your position to look at the apartment you're in. You then let out a confused yet doomed-
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Fucking-"
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currently writing PRAYERS 【#001.】
And seeing the votes and reblogs hypes me up😭🙏🏽 tysm for the wonderful people who likes my work, I wasn't expecting it tbh🥲
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PRAYERS 【#000.】
ATSV x Child!Reader
(Also the Miguel O'hara and Child reader I promised🥲)
Chapters:
【#001.】 -HLS.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ【TW!! Mentions of illegal human rights violation such as-illegal and unauthorized human experiments, human trafficking, profanity, vivid mentions of sex, gateway drugs, injuries, blood and such. Please proceed with tender caution for young audiences, thank you.】
Reminders; This will have parts so be patient, it'll be worth it I promise you<33 enjoooyy
Reader is 12 years old so don't even think about it.
English IS my first language, but I've spent majority of my life speaking my native language, so pardon my punctuation, grammar, spelling and error.
Based on the movie itself, huge credits to the studio of the movies and the team for making a great movie<3
Constant editing btw😭
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【#000.】
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-It wasn't long before you felt something rush into your veins, the agony that lingered your muscles to the cells of your body was beyond painful. All you could see before your eyes is the blurred vision of your father's laboratory, and of course. Him.
It's been always like this, ever since your mother had reached her passing since the birth of your brother-Soren. He was just a child and so did you. You knew damn well he didn't deserve to suffer the same faith as you, the same faith of a guinea pig. It sounds cruel-so cruel. But it's reality. And you don't want to live in that reality. No matter how many times you've begged your father-"Daddy! Please! No more… It hurts so bad!", "Daddy! I don't like it! I hate it! Please stop, it hurts!"-but no…
He was cruel.
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Huff, Huff, Huff.
Run, run as fast as you can! You like horses, don't you? Then run like one! You'll reach your goal!
The tender voice of your mother echoed into your mind, and it hurts, as well as your feet and legs as you used them to flee. But can you be free? Attempts after attempts, you'd always end up with a very bad bruise. But not anymore, you seeked the freedom you rightfully deserved. Your new given and unfortunate abilities give you the advantage. You used your own curse to flee the curse. It was painful. But it was worth it.
The red lights wash you disgusting, seeing things that shouldn't be seen by a child. Moans of greed and lust in stores, the face of pleasure on a woman's face. Your eyes watered as you see the cruel side of the world. Your panting became frantic as you heard a voice calling out your name behind you as you ran. It was a mad voice, and you didn't want to hear it anymore. You were desperate for freedom, you were sure you'd escape.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"[NAME]!! COME BACK HERE! WE'RE NOT FINISHED!" You were scared to come back, your foot splashing the wet puddles of the cement floor as you ran. You were still running at the reeked alleyway of red. It was difficult if you found yourself bumping into someone as your hands would stick to anything that came in contact with it. The way you'd become so desperate that you began to run on walls, expecting to fall. You stayed.
So you ran, jumped and leaped, you've almost done everything just to escape him, and once you finally did, you were no longer in that red, reeked alleyway. You found yourself on the sidewalks of New York. You took a second to catch your breath, and now you smelled the scent of freedom. It took you a second before your eyes blurred with tears, you looked at the city and you were becoming overwhelmed. This is the freedom you've sought. This is finally it. Your war has ended… But the battle was beginning.
Suddenly, you felt your senses tingling and so suddenly. The whole city glitches and you see yourself being pulled to a wormhole. You were dragged into somewhere nauseous. You saw colours of the rainbow around you as well it's hysteric glitching, you were becoming overwhelmed. Confusion flashed before your eyes. As your body was going with the flow of the wormhole, you felt the vibrations of the violent voice from your father. You turned around and saw him holding a knife, he was still after you.
You tried to get away, and you did. You fell above the city, possibly in mid air-then it was it. You thought this was accidental suicide. But you accepted fate with open arms. You were going to die anyway. But your body moved by its own mind, not yours. Your wrist released webs and you were starting to swing at the buildings of the city. It was a miracle… A confusing one. But the feeling of air brushing against you feels euphoric, so you mindlessly continue to swing with your unfortunate abilities.
You felt freedom, the freedom that you've sought for so long. You saw the horizon of the sky and the city, divided in a perfect way. You felt a warm sense of appreciation in your chest, to the point you could've sworn that you have been swinging with a blurred vision caused by the tears in your eyes. It was delightful.
You aim from building to building as you swing with your webs, left to right you go as you hold onto the web. People around and under you are looking in your direction, either in awe and surprise. Some even yelled the alias; "Spider-Girl!" which you found confusing. You noticed to yourself that your face was bare to the eyes of the clueless yet curious citizens.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Shoot." You cursed under your breath, you immature swinged somewhere on the city until you found a subway. No hesitation did you swinged at the entrance, you looked at your back to see your father still chasing after you. You wanted to cry desperately, you wanted to yell how much you didn't want to ve with him. But it's a runner's game at this moment. So you had no choice but to use your legs to run down the subway. The police noticed this and began to chase after you.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ'Great, just great.' That aged up mind of yours sarcastically celebrated as you groaned in annoyance. However, that annoyance had a hint of frustration? That's right folks: Frustration. You ran down the stairs and leaped through barriers of the subway. You saw the police chasing after you as they began to call out for you.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Ayo, kid! Stop!" One of the officers yelled to halt down your running. But something on your guts tells you, you don't belong here. Which explained glitchings.
Speaking of glitching, you began to glitch hysterically, flashing colors and becoming a creature of deformity temporarily. The people around you was shocked, even horrified. Before one of them pulls out their phone to record on Facebook live, you felt something under your feet with heavy gravity. You immediately fell on that sudden hole under your feet, it didn't even gave you time to react-even with your enhanced senses.
Tch.
Rude.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤEND OF CHAPTER.
#across the spiderverse#atsv x reader#atsv x you#child reader#angst#spiderman#spiderman: atsv#spider man: into the spider verse#itsv#miles morales#gwen stacy#miguel o'hara#Hobie brown#pravitr prabhakar#peter b parker#jess drew#fluff#cliffhanger#-RVLSDLCRX
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the campaign ver and the comic ver🧎♂️🧎♂️🧎♂️
okay i’m awake time to write for my silly little phone spiders
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what if I make a Miguel O'hara and child!Reader (where the reader is 10-12, platonic and angst)
I'm not sure fam
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Late Night Visit
Hobie Brown x Reader
Kinda sucks and not proofread lol, inspired by the song above
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“I miss you.”
“...Hobie?”
A deep voice you knew all too well and loved said on the other line. Was he drunk again? His speech was a little slurred. You hear shifting and heavy breathing before his voice spoke out.
“Yeah luv, it's me. Can I...”
he paused. You hear him take a deep breath before continuing. Now not requesting, but stating.
“I'm comin' over.”
You felt your heartbeat quicken at his words. You were nervous. Why the hell were you even nervous? It wasn't the first time that he called you for a hookup. And it certainly seems like it wouldn't be the last. But both of you promised each other that last week was going to be the end of it. Guess it was just a hoax.
“The door's open.”
You replied as you hung up. You sighed, running a hand through your hair. This will be the last time, you swear. You walked into your bedroom, sitting down on your bed as you contemplated. You knew that both of you were catching feelings. He knew it too. In fact, that was the main reason why he called it off. He didn't wanna get attached.
You had an agreement at the beginning of your... 'relationship'. You two were seeing each other purely for pleasure only. Just for some casual fun. No feelings involved, no strings attached. None, zip, nada. If one starts having an emotional connection towards the other, then the deal's off. His words, not yours.
And yet, even with his apparent dislike of getting attached, he always came back to you like an obedient dog on a leash. No matter how hard he tried to control himself, no matter how many others he was fucking to replace you. It was just useless. No one can take your place. Guess who's eating his words now.
You were like a drug that he couldn't quit. He's desperately trying to get you out of his mind, drinking himself to oblivion just to forget you. Convincing himself that he doesn't love you. Trying to not love you.
But guess drunk thoughts tells the sober truth as he found himself in front of your door at 1 in the morning. Just one more for the last time.
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