Miles Morales 1610 X Reader

Miles morales 1610 x reader

Requested by: @trollmartes

Pronouns: you/yours and they/them

(Miles is your tutor)

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You wernt the smartest person around. Granted, you wernt stupid but sure as hell not Einstein. That is why you found yourself in the library tapping the click-y part of your pen against the table and waiting for your tutor. He had been late by 30 minutes at this point -which made you worry considering the ‘new’ Spider-Man had been fighting someone downtown pretty close to here about 15 minutes ago, what if he had gotten caught up in it? Gotten hurt? Or worse?- anxiety aside, you suddenly felt somone loom over your shoulder. You whip your head around to look at who it is and you see miles, slightly scratched up and out of breath. “hey, sorry I’m late.” You smile at him. “No it’s fine, uh are you ok? You look real banged up-“ you reach out to touch his face and examine a bandaid on his cheek” he panics and grabs your wrist, placing it on the table. “No I’m good I just tripped” he nervously looks around before taking out his phone and handing you an earbud. “Before we start, I made a playlist that I can help you study too. It’s kinda a bunch of stuff we both listen to.” He smiles kindly and takes a textbook out of his backpack. Your face heats as you smile at him, flattering that he remembers your taste in music. You place an earbud in your ear as he does the same and hits play on the song. The world fades out as it’s just you, him, and whatever subject you were studying. Every once in a while he brushes his hand against yours or laughs a little too hard at a joke. It’s very welcome.

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A/N: I hope it was everything you wanted! If you see any problems please let me know. I greatly appreciate constructive criticism. Feel free to request any time:)

Fellas?

Angel dust x cook!Reader

Reader’s pronouns: you/yours (implied reader uses he/him)

Tw: description of injury, allusions to workplace a***e angst angst and more angst babyyyyyyy

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You could hear your beloved Anthony burst through the doors of the hotel, loudly complaining. He had all the reason too, considering his work environment. You walk up to him, placing a hand on one of his top two arms. “Angie?” You say, tenderly. “Do you want to talk?” He pulls his arm away and slumps over at husk’s bar. “No.” He tells you, plainly. You nod, looking down and to the side. “Well…I’m here if you do.” You know just the way to cheer him up. Food. Lucky for him, your specialty is Italian food. You make your way to the kitchen and about a half hour later you come back to a vacant bar, penne alla vodka in hand. You make your way up to angel’s room. You use your free hand to know on his door to be met with “fuck off.” “It’s me, tony. I made you dinner.” He opens the door and you see him in all his glory. Mascara and eyeliner running down his face, a black eye and a bruises running down his face and neck. He is wearing a blanket on his head and wrapping it around head and shoulders. He takes the bowl of pasta with his bottom two arms and gives you a small smile. “Can I come in, darlin’”? He takes a breath and adjusts his hair with one of his top two arms.“Why~? Ya miss me~?” You look at him blankly. “I don’t have to be angel dust right now, just Anthony.” He looks a mix of offended and nervous, though you can’t quite tell. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He hands the bowl back to you. “I don’t need your pitty or your food.” He shoves you and the food spills on the ground. He then slams the door and, little did you know, he slides down with the back of his head against the door. “Why did I do that?” He asks himself. You will get to him eventually.

Right?

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A/N: hii! I hope you liked it, this is my first hazbin fic:) if you see any problems please comment! Constructive criticism is encouraged!!!

Louder for the people in the back

One of things thats extremely frustrating about being trans and is the fact that I get treated like a child. Lemmie explain.

Almost all the time (mainly from friends) I get called the small gay boi. Now, I am the small gay boi, don't get me wrong. Its just the way they think I need to be protected and talked to like a child. I am not a child.

Please stop treating trans people (specifically trans men) like kids.

My house. My chair. My woman.

Im feeling feelings help

Could you write spiderpunk (Hobie) X NB/demi-boy reader in like a context of Hobie saves them but they don't know it's him since he has his spideysuit on lol. Totally alright if not

Been WAITING for a spiderpunk request 😤 (keep in mind well reading this I am a midwestern american😭)

Reader pronouns: they/them

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You are reckless. There is no denying it. And the fact you were being carried home by spiderpunk just solidified it. “Yeah, this is my street.” You say as he swings around a corner to a street lined with apartment buildings on either side. He drops you off in front of your building, which you normally would find weird but he’s spiderpunk. “Uhm…thanks for rescuing me!” You grin at him as he gazes down at you. “Yeah, no worries luv.” He puts an arm around your waist, much like your boyfriend hobie. If you could even call him that. He keeps saying he “dosnt do labels” but every time someone flirts with you it’s all “yeah that’s my partner, what about it mate?” Spiderpunk looks down at you, concerned. “You uncomfortable?” He lets go of your waist. “I- no it’s fine I just spaced out. Just thinking about this guy I like.” “He’s bloody lucky.” “I wish he thought that. He keeps saying he ‘dosnt do labels’ and than when some flirts with me it’s like all of a sudden he’s committed! It’s just…frustrating.” You can’t tell what the expression he has on his face is, but you hope it’s sympathy. “He’s dumb.” “What-?” “He’s dumb for not showing how much he appreciates you.” “Oh- thanks. I’m sure you are real busy so I shouldn’t keep you any longer. You press a kiss to his cheek over his mask. “My hero.” “I’m not a hero.” He says before swinging off. Not long after you get a call from hobie.

They seem pretty similar…right?

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A/N: I hope you like it! It was fun to write lol. If you see anything wrong with it or have any constructive criticisms please comment!!!