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ꨄ BONCHINCHE HOUR .. miles g. morales ⟡

󠀠󠀠󠀠󠀠󠀠󠀠 “my ma can be really chatty sometimes. she talks her own ear off.”

✦ synopsis you never took rio for someone who would talk a lot. she seemed pretty closeted and quiet around everyone else but her son. well, i guess today you saw that side of her for the first time

✦ genre giggles

✦ disclaimer possible innacurate spanish, possible rio ooc, lazy maye alert ALSO CREDITS TO DALIA FOR THE NAME SORRY SORRY

✦ translations ¿me estás culpando por esto? / are you blaming me for this?

“seriously? she doesn’t seem like one to talk much.” miles’ soft and relaxed expression remained as he was focused on the movie you two were supposed to be watching, “trust me. once you know her like i do, that’ll change.”

you didn’t believe him a whole lot. she wasn’t hostile or anything towards you—a few how are you’s and you would go your separate ways. “mhm.”

“hey! don’t doubt me.” he pouted, tickling your stomach making you squirm. “now go get us some popcorn so we can watch this movie.” you raised an eyebrow and nodded with a laugh under your breath.

walking into the kitchen, ms. morales was leaning against the counter drinking some tea. she looked like he had just gotten off of a shift. well, this would be a little awkward. “oh! hi, ms. morales. sorry i didnt- i didnt expect you to be back home this early.”

“hm? oh no, they let me leave early tonight,” she chucked under her breath as she sipped, “needed that break anyway. what’re you and miles doing up so late?”

“just planning to watch a movie. i picked out a horror movie and he hesitated. yet, he tryna pick fights with random people sometimes. odd, right?” you chuckled as you grabbed the bag of popcorn out the pantry. you heard her laugh, too.

“he’s always been odd—believe it or not.” you mouthed the word ‘seriously?’ and she nodded with her eyes wide. “this little boy would do the weirdest things when he was younger. ay dios mio, he was such a hassle.”

“this one time—he was doing some arts and crafts with scissors and all, i walk out of the room for five minutes. there he is. with half of his hair on the floor. now you know the reason why one of his braids is shorter.”

you snorted, and you’re pretty sure miles grew suspicious. that and you were gone a little too long to just be getting popcorn, “he told me it was his barber!”

“his barber??? nobody else is touching that damn head of his. you know what-” rio snapped her fingers and there he was. “¿me estás culpando por esto?” miles hummed in confusion until she gestured his braids.

“you did not tell her about that story.” she raised her eyebrows, “oh, i did tell her about that story.” miles groaned as if he was in agony, and he probably was.

despite his overrall character coming off as cold and stoic, he was just like any other teenage boy your age. dramatic and sassy for no apparent reason. “oh! did i tell you the time i caught him singing once?”

“mom.”

“or the time i first found out about him and his obsession for comics-con?”

“mom..!”

“or when i found him putting cat hairclips in his ha-”

“alright, conversation over!” he shoved the bag of popcorn into your hands and pushed you down the hallway towards his room, giving his mom a bothered stare. “they’re in his top drawer!”

“MOM.”

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BONITO .. miles g. morales ⟡

󠀠󠀠󠀠󠀠󠀠󠀠 “can you like—hold still for two seconds?”

✦ synopsis miles and you haven’t seen each other in a long while. so, you convinced your ma to let him stay the weekend. and now here you are, putting makeup on his face.

✦ genre hugs n kisses

✦ disclaimer thanks @moonpiies for letting me leech lmao

“baby. mami. seriously?” miles groaned as you traced the brush along his eyelid. maybe this was a mistake. the only ‘enjoyment’ he was getting out of this is you being near him. “i thought i was already handsome.”

“you are, i just wanna mess with your face for a little bit.” you kissed his cheek lightly. you liked the sight of him being all pouty like this. it was cute. “now hold still so i don’t get this in your eye.”

he rolled his eyes dramatically before closing them and letting you do your magic. you had so many plans after this. blush, highlighter, maybe some mascara if you can sneak it in? he did have long eyelashes, after all.

you hummed with a smile, “seems like i’m a victim of the sassy men apocalypse, huh?” miles opened his other eye, giving you a squinted pout. as much as he didnt enjoy this, he didnt want you to leave, “i’m not sassy.”

you gave a judgemental look as you stopped. leaving you both in silence for a few seconds. “what? you expect my answer to change? i’m not sassy, mami.” your expression turned playful and smug, “you want me to ask your mom?”

his face froze, lifting his eyebrows and shaking his head rapidly. “nuh uh. cause you know she’s gonna tell you the truth and a whole lot more of what you dont know.” you raised an eyebrow, “which is very little.”

“aand… done!” he sighed a sigh of relief when he heard those words, he walked into the bathroom to look at it—it actually didn’t look bad at all on him. “what do you think?”

“hm..” it did feel weird though, did you put too much on? “can i take this off your hands? just for a little while.”

“i got the prowler to start wearing eyeliner? wow.”

“see, now you’re pushing it.”

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POCO LOCO FOR HOCO .. miles morales ⟡

󠀠󠀠󠀠󠀠󠀠󠀠 “there she is! ganke! my dream girl.”

✦ synopsis miles had been crushing on you since freshman year. of course he couldnt confront you about it, even if he believed he was naturally smooth with the ladies. but today was the day.

✦ genre hugs n cuddles

✦ disclaimer none!

✦ note! the title isnt corny shut up

“man, come on.” ganke sighed. miles wanted to ask you out to the homecoming dance since he really adored you. having a crush that didnt wind down for over a year was taking a toll.

miles paced against the marble floor of the hall as people passed by. he was a nervous mess, and ganke wasn’t helping much. “i knoww.. i know!” he crossed his arms, “come on, miles. it’s just homecoming.”

miles gave him a bothered stare and put his hands on his hips, “it isn’t ‘just homecoming,’ ganke! we’re talking about asking the girl i’ve liked for a year, two months, five days, and 2 hours to go to homecoming with me here! lighten up, would ya?”

“you’ve been pacing in the same hallway for the last 15 minutes. i’m getting dimmer and dimmer.” ganke slammed his hands on miles’ shoulders and gave him an inspired look. “you got this. you bought her flowers, tickets, the sign…”

it was a corny spiderman pun he got off the internet a few days before. i mean, it was an attempt. “… could have been better, but we were running short on time. so to sum it up—go get your girl.”

“…thanks man, that was really enli-”

“before someone else does. now go!” he shoved him into you, making you jump in surprise. he was really nervous and sweaty. he wouldn’t know what to do if you said no.

“oh! miles, right?” he was surprised you knew his name, he isnt that well known around visions. he was at one point, on like the first day of school of freshman year. “yep! t-that’s me.”

“i almost never see you around, though. and i know most people in here.” well, crap.

“i just… do a lot of online school! yeah, yeah, i get sick a lot,” he fake coughed while turning his head away, “weak immune systems, y’know?”

ganke facepalmed in the background and gestured miles to get it done and over with before their break ends. he swallowed shakily, “so, i wanted to ask you something.” you rose your eyebrow.

shuffled and pulled out the poster that he made last night, which had a pun writing of “just like spiderman saves the day, will you save a dance for me at hoco?" it looked like he spent a lot of time on it too. “so… will you..?”

“i…” you didnt plan on going to homecoming with anyone, actually. but it was too cute of a proposal “i’d love to.”

his face lit up of sunshine. ganke gave him a thumbs up from just over your shoulder. he hasn’t been this happy in a while. “seriously? like you mean it?” you nodded, “what made you ask me, though?”

“it was a choice.” you giggled a little. “same thing for your shoelaces?”

“you already know me so well, jeez!”

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TALK ABT ★⭑ ——— jotw

next part ->

“and you’re sure you’re not gonna switch up this time?”

miles had been dealing with this for months. you said you wanted a boyfriend, and he agreed to help you. what kind of best friend would he be if he didn’t? he always supported you. always. you had been eyeing this guy for a while now, after switching up 3, 4 times. with a verdict, you had to come over to his house immediately and tell him.

“so, what’s he like? he handsome?” he asked, something about it made his head ache a little bit. he watched as you paced around his room while biting your finger. “this guy got you worked up, huh?”

“like no guy i’ve ever known! he’s just so…” you sighed in delight against his sheets, “everything i’ve ever wanted in someone.”

miles played at the loose string on his sweatpants, “that seems like a lot. so, what’re you gonna do about it?”

“just- ask him out i guess. no use in hiding it for so long now. you think it’ll go well?”

he sighed, flopping next to you and staring towards the ceiling, “i mean, i cant say for certain but like, if it doesn’t go well, i’m here for you. i’m just a little nervous about it.”

“nervous?” you sat up to loom over him in curiosity, he had a bothered look on his face and avoided your gaze, “you’re nervous?”

“you know, the whole boy best friend thing. some boyfriends aren’t a fan of that.” he puffed and looked at you, “i just dont want things to become awkward between us. that’s the last thing i would want.”

you understood that well, but miles had always been overprotective and possessive of you when it came to boys. can you blame him? yes and no. sometimes he would scare them away. but you know you could promise one thing: “it wont, i promise. we’ll still be that annoying, shit-talking duo that the whole school knows about.”

he laughed under his breath, “you’re bad at keeping promises but, i have hope for this one. you swear?”

“i swear.”

“good,” miles sat up with a groan and dragged his backpack to the middle of the mattress and pulled out this binder. “now, let’s finish this homework before my ma complains about my spanish grade.”

“you’re failing spanish again?” you moaned in annoyance.

“its different from puerto rican spanish.”

“you can’t keep using that excuse, she said it’s getting old already” miles rolled his eyes against your remark. that night, you went back and forth about it for around 10 minutes then falling asleep. still getting no work done. 

⭑ SHUSH! QUICK THOUGHT! … idk this series seems really fun already according to my notes LMAO

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JUMP OUT THE WINDOW

featuring.. miles g. morales/miles morales

♡ he was your best friend for a good while. “for a good while” what does that mean, maye? he liked you too much for his own good. he knew it couldn’t happen. you had a boyfriend. but there’s loopholes, of course.

♡ platonic! miles morales x fem! black! reader , fwb! miles morales x fem! black! reader, unhealthy relationship, cheating, violence, friends with benefits, can be seen as either 42 and/or 1610, fluff & angst

format creds -> q2ie/dearmorales ⟢

best read -> dark mode/light mode ⟢

˗ˏˋ TALK ABT . ˗ˏˋ SZNS CHANGE . ˗ˏˋ PAST TENSE . ˗ˏˋ GOOD DAYS

@ MAYEARIES ‘23 , my original story dont be a prick. maye’s notes -> i know it looks a little messy rn ill fix it laterr

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PAST TENSE ★⭑ ——— jotw

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you wanted to see him. you wanted to know his motive. it was late into the night and you turned up at his apartment, just staring at the window that you used to come through then you were little. now looking back on it, just look at how many memories you lost with him. 

the knocking rhythm on his window disturbed him from his game. he opened the window and saw you. needless to say, he didn’t look the same. yes, with the bandages, but even if they weren’t there, he would look no different.

he wasn’t happy to see you, but at the same time he didn’t want to shun you away. so he just left it open for you to climb inside. “hey,”

“… hey.” he diverted his attention back to what he was doing earlier. 

“your mom wasn’t gonna let me in, so i just decided to- y’know let myself in,” you paused, you’re stuttering already. you were nervous. “remember? like when we were younger?”

“yeah, i remember,” his tone sounded so dismissive. nonetheless, you know you had to get to the bottom of this.

“can.. you tell me what happened?”

he had you twiddling your thumbs and overthinking on the other side of the room. the window was blowing in cold air that made you shiver, despite wearing a hoodie over your uniform. miles sighed, motioning you to join him on his bed. it was so uncomfortable.

“you wanna talk about this now?” he rubbed his face, “i’m actually surprised you wanna talk about it at all.”

“why wouldn’t i want to talk about it? my best friend and boyfriend just got in a fistfight!”

miles didnt know whether to frown or smile at the words ‘best friend.’ he bit the inside of his cheek and avoided your presence instead. half of him wanted you here, half of him wanted nothing to do with you. like you did to him. or so he felt that way.

you sighed at his silence, your face straightening up. “look. i dont wanna argue with you, but just- tell me-“

“tell you what? shit you already know?” his face looked of disappointment and disgust. “were you not gonna tell me you were being treated like that? you should tell me that.”

you werent even gonna try to play dumb. so, he knew. since today. the silence you gave him made him realize you never intended to tell him anything. “i didnt want you to-”

“to know? or to worry?” he looked worked up at this point. he was feeling a bunch of things at once. “thats always your excuse, who cares if i worry? you’re my best friend. and we promised-… we promised to tell each other anything and everything.”

“so you just thought you could bend the rule this one time? the one time its this serious?

“miles, it wasn’t that serious-”

“its serious when someone i LOVE is getting verbally abused. thats when its serious. you dont know what the fuck ‘serious’ means,” it sounded like his voice was breaking now, “what makes you think its not serious?”

you knew why. he knew why. but you know how in most friendships you dont need to say anything to know what the other is thinking? yeah. not only for the enjoyable moments you have.

the silence was loud. loud and uncomfortable. but you just had to ask: “why’d he say it?”

he didnt have an answer for that right away. it took for you to ask again for him to cave with his eyes welling with tears.

“because i loved you.”

“you… loved me?” you asked with disbelief. not on the part of him loving you, at the part he loved you.

“i cant love someone who cant even keep their promises.”

⭑ SHUSH! QUICK THOUGHT! … i guess this counts as some sort of plot twist

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HEYY HRUU??

I HAD AN IDEA WHERE READER WENT TO GO VISIT MILES (DOES MATTER IF 1610 OR 42) AND ENDS UP GOSSIPING WITH HIS MOM? LIKE HES WAITING ON YOU, HE GOES TO THE KITCHEN TO FIND READER AND HIS MOM BEING LITTLE CHISMOSAS? IDK IT SEEMED LIKE A SILLY IDEA

I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY/AFTERNOON/NIGHT AND MAKE SURE TO EAT AND DRINK WATER!!!💗💗

i live for gossip ik rio does too lets not lie here ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

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Hey if you’re taking requests I was wondering if you could do miles doing a hoco proposal to the reader . Have a good day 🕷️

happy homecoming everyone :33 ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

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BONITO .. miles g. morales ⟡

󠀠󠀠󠀠󠀠󠀠󠀠 “can you like—hold still for two seconds?”

✦ synopsis miles and you haven’t seen each other in a long while. so, you convinced your ma to let him stay the weekend. and now here you are, putting makeup on his face.

✦ genre hugs n kisses

✦ disclaimer thanks @moonpiies for letting me leech lmao

“baby. mami. seriously?” miles groaned as you traced the brush along his eyelid. maybe this was a mistake. the only ‘enjoyment’ he was getting out of this is you being near him. “i thought i was already handsome.”

“you are, i just wanna mess with your face for a little bit.” you kissed his cheek lightly. you liked the sight of him being all pouty like this. it was cute. “now hold still so i don’t get this in your eye.”

he rolled his eyes dramatically before closing them and letting you do your magic. you had so many plans after this. blush, highlighter, maybe some mascara if you can sneak it in? he did have long eyelashes, after all.

you hummed with a smile, “seems like i’m a victim of the sassy men apocalypse, huh?” miles opened his other eye, giving you a squinted pout. as much as he didnt enjoy this, he didnt want you to leave, “i’m not sassy.”

you gave a judgemental look as you stopped. leaving you both in silence for a few seconds. “what? you expect my answer to change? i’m not sassy, mami.” your expression turned playful and smug, “you want me to ask your mom?”

his face froze, lifting his eyebrows and shaking his head rapidly. “nuh uh. cause you know she’s gonna tell you the truth and a whole lot more of what you dont know.” you raised an eyebrow, “which is very little.”

“aand… done!” he sighed a sigh of relief when he heard those words, he walked into the bathroom to look at it—it actually didn’t look bad at all on him. “what do you think?”

“hm..” it did feel weird though, did you put too much on? “can i take this off your hands? just for a little while.”

“i got the prowler to start wearing eyeliner? wow.”

“see, now you’re pushing it.”

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