AHHHHH WE TWINNIN

AHHHHH WE TWINNIN 🫣🙉

what kpop group do you stan? (boy and girl groups)

A SHIT TON, but my top 7 is

1. BTS

2. XG

3. ATEEZ

4. Red Velvet

5. New Jeans

6. Lesserafim

7. TXT

if you’d give me a few more group recs, that would be GREAT 😁👍

@yachinosworld 2024.

Good morning/afternoon/night! Hope you're having a great day so far!

Anyway, let's just cut to the chase, no bullshit.

Topic: @milezluvr

So, an account followed me yesterday right? I thought they were pretty cool until I saw...

21, black, NSFW!!

Hm.. and what does my blog say?

hm.. and that's interesting, because I mention it.. how many?

Twice.

People were catching onto her behavior, them following minors and them aging up Miles Morales to have sex with the reader, he's 15, and this is a sign of pedophilic activity.

Speaking of, let's talk about dms.

I didn't come at them rude until they starting acting like they were the victim. My mutuals have more screnshots with them in it ( @adorinjae, @campv4mp, @yachinosworld, @adorefavv @t1r4misuu (for the reblog screenshot) <- THEY ALSO HAVE DM MESSAGES

When you post aged up content, it's still child (🌽) -> @sonderessence mentioned this in one of her posts.

Not gonna @ them, but I'm just gonna let you know now, that's a fucking child toucher, a PEDOPHILE.

I LOVE YOUR THEME OMG

OH MY GAWD THANK YAWWWWWWW 🥹💕

theme is so pretty 😋

Thank you Desire pookie 😋🤭

STOP WRITING SMUT ABOUT MILES 42 HE'S 15 AHHHHHHH

𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝.

e42!miles morales x artist!reader

wc. 0.5k

author’s note. this is my first ever published work. please be considerate that this may not be the best but feel free to tell me how to improve, i’m all ears! btw this is not proof read and no capital letters are intended. if you see the name drew: ignore it.

mentions. @adorefavv @adorinjae (if you want to be included pls message me!!)

the vibrant chatter of the people was muffled by the smooth jazz that shrouded the gallery.

“this piece is truly something else. there’s something so reflective about seeing an artist work with real faces and real emotions.. man, it makes you think of the people around you and how much you either love or hate them.”

“it’s the kind of thing that brought me to painting portraits in the first place,” you explained. “you’ll find that this kind of feeling can’t be acquired through something just trivial. it’s intense.”

“breathtaking.” miles stared at you with a foreign sense of fascination in his deep brown eyes.

“you’re making my work sound like it’s a unicorn from neverland or some shit,” you chuckled lightly at your own joke as you turned to face miles, the stranger that you had been talking to for the past two minutes.

“i wasn’t talking about the painting.”

you glanced at him, taken aback by his forward statement.

“can i?” he reached for your pendant, fingers brushing the detail carvings on it. “and this is from where, exactly?”

“marrakech. i got it as a gift.” you continued to examine his face.

“from your boyfriend?” miles’ eyebrows furrowed subtly, waiting for your response

you shook your head in amusement. “no, i don’t have a boyfriend.”

“well, it’s beautiful.” he breathed.

“thank you.” you too took a short sigh as his fingers released from the pendant and retreated to his back pockets. his hand had been barely grazing your chest yet you wondered if he felt how hot you were beneath your skin.

you both stared at each other for what seemed like hours. your eyes bore into each others- glazed over with something intelligible. this continued until a raucous voice sounded through the intimate gallery, awaking you from your enamoured gaze.

“girl! this place is quite literally the fucking bomb!”

you were pulled into a tight embrace by your younger, and for more immature, sister. “oh, who is this fine ass man? i’m venna and i see you’ve met the fabulously talented y/n y/l/n”

“it seems so. nice to meet you, y/n” miles brought your hand to his lips and kissed it. his eyes drew themselves back up to your own and in response, you smiled timidly. he did the same gesture to your sister, “a pleasure to meet you also, venna.”

your sister nudged your side causing you to wince at the sudden contact. “oh uh, what’s yours?”

“miles.” he smiled at you, the entire time maintaining the same intense eye contact. his name could be heard from across the gallery, maybe from an acquaintance or friend. “i’m so sorry ladies. you’ll have to excuse me.”

“oh, of course.” you cleared your throat. “bye, miles.”

“see you soon.” miles almost whispered this as he looked at you once more and walked away.

“we not going to address the big old elephant in the room?” your sister whispered.

“there’s no elephant, venna.” but your wide grin betrayed you.

“mhm.. yeah, that man wants to-“ you hit her with your purse, stopping her from saying anything inappropriate and completely embarrassing.

“girl, whatever.” you sauntered out of the gallery, trying to suppress both your laughter and curiosity.