Happy Birthday To The Loml

Happy birthday to the loml

happy birthday Dazai!!!

calling || miles morales

"Hey there Juliet," he called out to you, his mask half pulled up showing off a smirk, albeit a nervous one.

You didn't respond, only rolling your eyes and increasing the volume of your music as you continued to summarise your notes on your desk.

If he could ignore you, you could ignore him too.

"Come on babe," he begged, clumsily pulling off his mask and making his way into your room, shutting the window once he was fully inside.

He pauses for a second, waiting for you to respond. But you don't, your back was turned towards him and you were making a show of twirling your pen between your fingers.

Sighing, Miles's eyes flicked around your room as he thought of what else to say. Spider-business wasn't the best excuse for ignoring you, in fact it wasn't even an excuse. He promised to update you no matter what, it was the only thing you asked of him once you found out of his spidery situation.

The thought of that only made him feel worse. It didn't help that his eyes landed on the framed picture on your bookshelf, and he couldn't help but walk towards it.

It wasn't that old of a picture, it was only taken a couple months ago. One of your schoolmates had taken it, which one, he couldn't remember right now. He was too distracted by what looking at the picture made him feel.

You were both in your uniforms, slightly dishevelled from a day full of quizzes. You were sitting in your usual seat, head looking off to the side with a tired expression on your face, cheeks puffed and lips jutting out. And he stood up behind you, bent down slightly, arm resting on your head and chin on his arm. He looked equally tired, maybe even more so. Eyes drooping, mouth open, and sweat on his brow.

Miles chuckled at how stupid he looked, before his gaze ran down to his hand that rested on your shoulder in the picture. Your hand was on top of his, and he remembered how your thumb ran across his knuckles as you both sat. You were both so tired at that moment, yet so content. He didn't notice that his gloved hand had reached out to touch the part of the picture where your hands met.

He was only one movement away when your voice stopped him.

"What are you still doing here," your voice pulled him away from the picture, making him turn to you.

Your arms were crossed against your chest, and a scowl played itself on your lips. Despite your look however, he saw that red that rimmed your eyes.

And that hurt him the most.

"Hello, earth to Miles," your voice caught his attention once more, drawing his own voice. Sadly, that voice didn't come with coherent thought.

"Um, hi," he said, cursing himself in his head, making you scoff once more.

"Hi, is that all you have to say for yourself Miles?" You growled, walking two steps towards him.

"30 messages, 8 missed calls. And all you have to fucking say is hi?"

He cringed as your voice boomed against your walls, and you were glad that your roommate was gone for the week. You had a lot to say, you had a lot to say for a while now. And now looking at him after all this time, was the final nail in the coffin.

"You know when you told me you were the new Spiderman I was shocked. I mean who wouldn't be," you began to pace the room and his eyes watched your every step.

"One day your boyfriend's your boyfriend, and the next he's a masked vigilante who goes out risking his life every night. And I get it, I understand why you do it Miles." You sighed, looking at him for a split second before continuing your trek.

"I understand why you do it, I admire it even. That's why I didn't stop you, hell I don't have the right to stop you. But all I asked was that you tell me what's going on. You tell me that you're okay, you tell me if you can't make something, you tell me if you're alive."

Pausing again, you turned to face him fully, and it pained you to see the look on his face. But still you continued, taking a step closer to him.

"The first seven times you kept me in the dark Miles, I was worried sick. But I understood why, I forgave you even. Sometimes you're too preoccupied, sometimes you're too tired, sometimes you're too hurt to respond. I understood all those things, I understood that some things are just more important."

You took in breath, uncrossing your arms and bringing them to your sides. Clenching your fists ever so slightly.

"But I can only understand so much Miles." And that's when your voice and his heart began to break.

"I'm tired of waiting on you. I'm tired of worrying about you and wondering if you're safe. It hurts so much Miles, sometimes it's not even like I'm waiting for you to respond. It's like I'm waiting on a ghost."

You take a few more steps towards him, till you were both only one step apart. It took a couple seconds for you to do it, but you locked eyes with him.

"I love you Miles," you breathed.

"I really do, but this," you gestured between you two.

"It's breaking me, and as much as I love you, as much as I want to keep waiting, I can't. I can't, not anymore."

"What are you trying to say?" He finally spoke up, taking the last step towards you.

"I'm saying that it's over Miles."

His eyes went wide at this, and his hands moved to gently grip your hands. He was so surprised you didn't pull away.

"You can't be serious mi amor" he said, bringing your hands to his lips to kiss them. Ever so gently, it was like your heart was breaking all over again.

"I didn't know you felt like this. Please let me fix this," he begged, searching your eyes for whatever hope he could find.

"I don't think there's anything to fix ligaya." You held his gaze, thinking that this would be the last that nickname left your lips.

"And you did know. At least I tried to let you know. Every time it happened, I'd tell you how I felt. And you'd promise that it would never happen again. But it did."

"I just can't anymore Miles, I'm sorry," you said, for the last time, pulling your hands away from him, walking back to your desk.

Miles stood there, mouth agape as he watched you sit back down, putting your earphones in and picking up your pen. He didn't stop you, because he knew you were right.

He remembered all the times you told him how worried you were, how scared you were, with his face gently resting in your hands. And he remembered that he did make those promises, and broke every single one.

He heard you, screaming out and calling to him, everytime. And as he put his mask back on and made his way out your window.

He knew it was all his fault.

-> 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊

miles morales x reader

-> miles having a crush on a bakery worker!! r y'all soulmates or what? (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

-> idea was cute and also i just [re]watched both movies so plz send requests pretty please >__< !! totally not inspired by the song she lives on my block by chicano batman

"miles! can you pick up the—" rio, miles' mother, called from the kitchen, she was currently on the phone with someone as she was cooking.

"the cake? yeah i got it!" he unintentionally interrupted his mom while he walked downstairs putting his jacket on. his footsteps on the stairs making a squeaking sound as he traveled down.

"aye, this boy. be quick, your father will be home soon!" she ushered miles out the door, father's day was today and they wanted to do something special for him.

just before he exits his apartment he grabs his bag, waving 'bye' to his mom. he runs as quickly as he can down the stairs so he can reach the bakery faster. he contemplates putting his suit on and swinging to the location instead but he didn't feel like changing.

miles puts his headphones on and saunters hurriedly through the crowds of people that seemed to come out of nowhere. he sees some people he knows and waves to them, making small conversations with some. just as he reaches the bakery door, he checks himself out in one of the windows.

'i got this,' he thinks as he fixes his outfit and hair in the mirror. his thoughts stop as one of the workers sprays cleaner on the window, wiping the area where his face was. they looked at him confused with an eyebrow raised and all he could respond with was an awkward smile, before walking in.

he shoves his hands in his pocket and walks towards the register where you were working, you looked up from the cash you were counting and instead, at him. he looks at you with lidded eyes as he leaned on the counter, smiling at you. not sure what the hell he was doing you asked,

"uh miles, do you need something?"

his expression changes and his normal happy expression was back, "oh, yeah! i'm here to pick up a cake for rio morales?"

"alright!" you proceeded into the back to look for a cake with the label rio morales, who you recognized to be miles' mom, who came in every once in while

as he saw you walk away he face palmed. 'what am i doing!? i can't do this.' he was sweating so bad, he just really liked you, if that wasn't obvious already. the other worker saw how nervous he was and walked up to him.

"miles."

"huh—? how do you know my name?" he questioned.

"same physics class? i sit next to you. . . ?" the worker said, slightly annoyed.

"oh yeah, yeah, i remember."

"you're trying too hard."

"excuse me?"

"you like (name) right?" worker dude, miles' forgotten classmate, states in an as-a-matter-of-fact tone. "they like you too, trust, just be you, man."

"okay, i got the cake, sorry it took kinda long, we have a ton of other orders." you laughed a bit at the end of your sentence as miles turned away from worker dude, who went back to cleaning.

"nah it's good, uh, totally random question…but are you free next sunday?" he says, taking the dessert from your hands.

"yeah," you said rather quietly before clearing your throat, "yeah, yeah i am, uh, why?"

"there's this movie i've been wanting to see for awhile, i got two tickets but ganke couldn't go, said something about working on a final." he smiles, holding the cake with one arm and fiddling with the zipper of his jacket with his other.

"oh! yeah i'd like to go." you responded, big smile plastered across your face.

"great, that's good, i'll text you the time, i could go over to your place! and we can walk there together." miles exclaims, an even bigger smile on his face.

"that sounds nice, can't wait." you giggled.

miles smiles, "well i got to go now, my mom's probably waiting for me." he begins to walk backwards confidently, before bumping into a table, almost knocking a napkin holder over, however he quickly grabbed it before it fell. he shoots you an awkward smile as he runs out the door.

"y'all are so corny." the worker rolls their eyes, putting the cleaning supplies away.

"you're just mad no one's asked you out yet." you shot back.

miles finally got back to his apartment, closing and locking the door behind him.

"miles?"

he sighed, looking up at the ceiling before turning around and facing both his parents.

"hi mamí, dad." he proceeds towards the table they sat at and put the cake down. "happy father's day!"

"why were you home so late? the bakery's what? ten minutes away? it's been an hour." rio asked, concerned.

"what's going on with you miles?" his father, jeff, said, backing up his wife.

"nothing! i was just, you know, talking with people!"

his mother gasped, both miles and jeff looked at her nervously.

"you were talking to that bakery worker, weren't you!"

"what–? miles, what's she talking about?" his father asks, confused.

"no i wasn—"

"our little boy's got a crush on that nice worker at the bakery! i always see his eyes turn into hearts when they walk by."

they both laugh aside from miles, who frowns and takes a seat, arms crossed.

welcome to the soukoku switch au: father’s day edition 🎉

(1/3) FOR SURE!! atsushi thinks it’s a cheesy gift and is embarrassed but the ada thinks it’s cute ( ask from: @madmarchhare )

(2/3) and on the other hand we have the (not so fatherly) interactions between dazai and akutagawa

(3/3) WELCOME TO THE FAMILY ANON!!

Happy birthday Dazai!!!

with a black cat variant s/o (genderneutral!reader):

miles would be like “no! stealing is wrong! 😤 but they look so cool while doing it tho 😩” his mind would be so confused, because yeah you're stealing, but only from rich people and he heard rumors about black cat helping people on the streets. one day he used his invisibility power to spy on you during one of your heist, he could have stopped you a hundred times that day, but he didn't. he might have developed the tiniest crush on you.

gwen thinks that you're the coolest person alive. yeah stealing is wrong, but she honestly doesn't care at all lol. as long as you're not hurting anyone you can rob as many rich people as you want she won't stop you. sometimes you meet on rooftops at night and often end up teaming up with her to defeat some bad guys, then you watch the sunrise together while chatting about your lives.

pavitr is suspicious of you at first, he understands that you're not a threat to the people he protects but he doesn't treat you like an ally either. he kept his distance from you until the day you saved his life; now he trusts you entirely and he likes to do his night shifts in your company. he knows you won't like it but he's very worried about you and your illegal activity, he'd rather have you doing vigilante work with him.

hobie is a big fan. he heard about you as someone who stole the rich to give to the poor and he was like “slay.” he's the one who came to you during one of your heists and asked you to team up with him. now you, pavitr and hobie want to rob museums to return all the stolen objects to their people. hobie admires you a lot, like gwen, he thinks you're the coolest person he ever met and coming from him, that means a lot.

GUYS I CAN ALREADY SEE THE ENEMIES TO LOVERS FICS COMING IN miguel wants to see you as nothing more than another enemy, he really wants to, but it's such a difficult task when you're helping people with the money of your robberies and you're looking so good while doing it too. he tried to stop you on multiple occasions, but every time he was about to put an end to your crimes something in his mind made him fail. for now you two will keep playing that cat and mouse game, well, cat and spider game, but one day you'll have to kiss him on the mouth, that'll calm him down.