Earth 42 Miles Morales X Black!reader - Tumblr Posts

all da pretty bihs who like miles e42 rappers gf type girls like they wan that gangster glory boy type shi yfm

i think ik what this means so i’m gonna give it a shot 🙏

BEHIND CLOSED DOORS —

— definitely one of those niggas that’s like “yeah my bitch do what i say” and then he begs for ur forgiveness bc he knows his momma taught him better and that he knows better 😭

miles was on the game, his headset on so he didn’t know that you were in the presence of him, and he said some real bad things 😒.

“nahhh my bitch be listening to me. just told her ass to buy me some chipotle and that’s what she did.” miles chuckled. you were standing in the doorway with a big ass chipotle bag in your hand. you threw the bag as hard as you could at his back, miles letting out a gruff “what the fuck?” and turning around to see your back. shit. “yooo i’ll be back.” miles says, turning his mic off and running after you. “baby come here-“ miles says, reaching out for your hand. you snatch it away and look miles up and down. “i’m yo baby now? i was just the bitch you call around to get you some food.” you said. grabbing your phone out your back pocket. miles runs a hand down his face and sighs.

“i ain’t mean it. i was showing out.” miles confesses, pulling you into his body by your waist. “nah, you got that shit. keep showing out for yo’ lil friends.” you say, pushing miles off of you and walking out the door.

he royally fucked up.

"You look like my future!"

pairings : e-42 miles morales x black fem!reader

summary : In life in order to meet your soulmate sacrifices have to be made, in this case? Your top.

warnings : I used google translate for the use of spanish :/

You and your friend walked in to the loud house party that could be heard from blocks away.

“I’m gonna go get myself a drink do you want anything?” Your friend asked shouting over the music so that she could be heard.

“Sure, just get me anything that you think I’ll like!” You replied as you both separated from each other.

Walking away you bump into something tall and hard.

As a result of the contact it seems whatever or whoever was blocking you from where you were headed spilled their drink on your new white top.

No.

Fucking.

Way.

As your about to go off you look up at the person he speaks.

“I am so sorry, my bad lemme fix that up for you.”

“No it’s fine I can sort it out myself.” You roll your eyes a little annoyed at the state your shirt is in but the fact that he’s sympathetic takes the heat off things.

“No puedo arruinar el top de una chica guapa y salirme con la suya, tesoro.” He whispered huskily in your ear.

“I don’t know what your even talking about, I can’t speak Spanish!” You laugh, It sounded like a sweet harmony to him though.

“I’ll tell you once we fix your shirt.”He wraps his arm around your waist pulling you to the upstairs bathroom.

In truth you should’ve been skeptical about a random guy whisking you but you couldn’t help the warm feeling in your chest telling you to trust him.

When you’ve made it upstairs he starts to speak once more whilst looking in the cabinets for something.

“This is my homeboy’s crib so I know he got one of them remover pens. Ah!” He says once finding the item.

You couldn’t help but stare at the boy in-front of you.

He was handsome.

Tall.

Great hair.

Great smile.

Who could be more perfect for you.

He puts his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to his so he can start putting the stain remover to your top.

The small stain just so happens to be right on your right boob and you can see him smirking at the location which makes you sheepishly smile in return.

“Considering you spilled your drink on me I still haven’t gotten your name.” You tease.

“I’m Miles Morales.What about you,ma?” He chuckles lowly focusing on getting the (nearly gone) stain out.

You tell him your name and he smiles.

A genuine smile.

“That name is perfect for a perfect girl like yourself."

You shyly look away but he sets the pen down and tilts your chin up to look at him in they eye.

“How do i look, Miles?!” Your breathe heavily while you notice the stain is gone.

“Shit you look like my future, mami!” He says slowly as he leans in and steals a passionate kiss from you.

Neither of you new how true that statement was going to be.