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I can't tell if this is a good idea or not, but is anyone interested in writing a Miles Morales from Earth 42 (Prowler Miles) x Female or Gender-Neutral reader fanfic? Where the reader is like an alternate version of The Spot, as in they have pretty much the exact same personality and abilities as The Spot, except they're a teenager, a bit of a goody-two-shoes, spacy, and instead of trying to be a villain, they try to help people and try to (awkwardly and clumsily) stop The Prowler. Imagine their interactions are like the scene where Miles meets The Spot, except Miles is the one robbing the place. (I know that sounds weird).
And they eventually end up liking each other.
The reader keeps their original body shape/figure, and height but besides that, they pretty much look like The Spot. And instead of being a scientist who worked at Alchemex (I hope I spelled that right) they were just a normal teen?
Maybe they went on a field trip to Alchemax and got distracted and somehow accidentally got stuck in, or wandered into, the Collider, turning them into The Spot?
Sorry if this is a bad idea, or if anything I said was too specific or confusing. This is my first time posting something on Tumblr, so I'm also sorry if this was kind of awkward to read. But would anyone be interested in writing something like this? Or would anyone else be interested in reading something like this?
Also if anyone does want to turn this into a fanfiction (or has already) please send me the link! I would love to read it!
I can't tell if this is a good idea or not, but is anyone interested in writing a Miles Morales from Earth 42 (Prowler Miles) x Female or Gender-Neutral reader fanfic? Where the reader is like an alternate version of The Spot, as in they have pretty much the exact same personality and abilities as The Spot, except they're a teenager, a bit of a goody-two-shoes, spacy, and instead of trying to be a villain, they try to help people and try to (awkwardly and clumsily) stop The Prowler. Imagine their interactions are like the scene where Miles meets The Spot, except Miles is the one robbing the place. (I know that sounds weird).
And they eventually end up liking each other.
The reader keeps their original body shape/figure, and height but besides that, they pretty much look like The Spot. And instead of being a scientist who worked at Alchemex (I hope I spelled that right) they were just a normal teen?
Maybe they went on a field trip to Alchemax and got distracted and somehow accidentally got stuck in, or wandered into, the Collider, turning them into The Spot?
Sorry if this is a bad idea, or if anything I said was too specific or confusing. This is my first time posting something on Tumblr, so I'm also sorry if this was kind of awkward to read. But would anyone be interested in writing something like this? Or would anyone else be interested in reading something like this?
Or Earth 42 Miles is a vigilante instead?
And when they meet they start off with a misunderstanding and try to fight each other, but then they both realize that they're both trying to do good?
I can't tell if this is a good idea or not, but is anyone interested in writing a Miles Morales from Earth 42 (Prowler Miles) x Female or Gender-Neutral reader fanfic? Where the reader is like an alternate version of The Spot, as in they have pretty much the exact same personality and abilities as The Spot, except they're a teenager, a bit of a goody-two-shoes, spacy, and instead of trying to be a villain, they try to help people and try to (awkwardly and clumsily) stop The Prowler. Imagine their interactions are like the scene where Miles meets The Spot, except Miles is the one robbing the place. (I know that sounds weird).
And they eventually end up liking each other.
The reader keeps their original body shape/figure, and height but besides that, they pretty much look like The Spot. And instead of being a scientist who worked at Alchemex (I hope I spelled that right) they were just a normal teen?
Maybe they went on a field trip to Alchemax and got distracted and somehow accidentally got stuck in, or wandered into, the Collider, turning them into The Spot?
Sorry if this is a bad idea, or if anything I said was too specific or confusing. This is my first time posting something on Tumblr, so I'm also sorry if this was kind of awkward to read. But would anyone be interested in writing something like this? Or would anyone else be interested in reading something like this?
𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏: 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐎'𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐚 + 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠


Miguel O'Hara x Fem!Reader
Warnings: breeding kink, the reader is used with mostly feminine terms, mentions of having children, pet names (corazón, princesa, cariña, good girl, and cumdump), implication of cunnilingus, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, begging, mating press, mention of cervix, and creampie
Word Count: 0.8k
a/n: ya'll i tried my best lmao. also first kinktober and i'm already so late with it
Miguel’s idea of a perfect life is simple. Him, you, and a child in a happy home. His past doesn’t howl him, and he never has to worry about anything because he’ll be satisfied. When you gushed about having essentially the same dream one day, he knew it had to be a reality. He had to make it a reality. You pregnant with his child, oh, it was perfect.
“Corazón,” he said after coming up from between your thighs after drawing out your orgasms. His arms hold your legs over his shoulders while you feel your pussy quiver from overstimulation. Your thighs slightly ache from being up on his big shoulders.
“Y-yes?” you ask almost a whisper.
“I want…” he’s not sure where to begin. “I want to make you mine forever.” You laugh a bit.
“You already do,” you answer.
“I mean, I want you to have my child,” he clarifies. “I want you to be the carrier of my child.” You’re somewhat shocked to hear this. It gives you the energy to sit up a bit.
“You do?” you ask. You can’t help but feel yourself get aroused. The idea of his cum staying in you and him getting you pregnant is…everything you could ever want. “Please,” you begin to beg. “Please fill me with your cum. I want you to breed me.” He moves your legs off his shoulders and comes up to kiss you. His fangs playfully nip at your bottom lip, showing his excitement.
His hands move to cup your breasts, his fingers circling your nipples. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, keeping him close. He moves down to your neck and bites at it; you moan at the feeling of his fangs digging slightly into your skin.
“Mi-Miguel,” you moan. “You don’t have to hold yourself back for my sake.”
Hearing you say that makes him change completely. It is such a rush for him when you let him absolutely ruin you.
“Eres mi debilidad,” he says. He lifts himself up and grabs your legs. He folds them into your chest with your pussy exposed to him. “You’re still so wet even after all this?” You look away in slight embarrassment. “How adorable.” His strong arms push your thighs onto your chest, forcing you down onto the mattress.
Miguel’s expression is feral, with his teeth clamped together, showing his large fangs, and his eyes flash a dark red. He finally thrusts into you hard and doesn’t give you time to readjust to his length and girth. You cry out from his actions and grip the bedsheets under you.
“From now on,” Miguel starts. “You will be my cumdump. Nothing will be going to waste when I’m done.” He thrusts in and out of you at a fast pace. His hips snap against yours while his cock hits your cervix, brushing past your sensitive spot. His towering frame is hunched over to give your pussy all his attention. His forehead dusted with sweat, and his hair slicked back; god, he’s never looked sexier. He grunts loudly as his cock doesn’t waver from its attack on your pussy.
“Gonna fill this pussy up so good,” he grunts as if lost in the thought. You feel your pussy hug around his cock, making his grunts turn into small moans. “Fuck, princesa.” You feel tears in your eyes from the overstimulation, but the idea of his cum in you keeps you from spilling over the edge.
“You wanna cum?” Miguel asks you. You look up at him and nod your head.
“Please, please let me cum, and then you can fill me up as much as you want,” you beg.
“So greedy,” he says. He moves his hands and lets you place your legs on his shoulders. He brings one hand to keep you stable on your hip and the other to your pussy. He begins rubbing your clit quickly, and the sound of your pussy getting wetter, mixed with his cock slamming into you, fills your ears. His thumb plays with your clit, and you feel yourself grow warm, and your thighs shake. “Cum, cariña.” With his go-ahead, your orgasm washes through you, and you cum on his cock. Your screams are loud enough for anyone else to hear, and your nails practically rip the sheets. “That’s a good girl,” Miguel compliments.
After you’ve caught your breath, he moves his hands back to your thighs and pushes them to your chest, just like before. His cock growing more impatient by the minute, wanting to breed.
“Fuck,” Miguel curses. He thrusts into you hard and shoots ropes of cum within you. However, he does not stop and continues to fuck you even with his cum in you. The mixture of cum helps his cock thrust into you faster. He’s not letting any cum go to waste.
“Mi-Miguel,” you cry, unsure what you’re asking of him.
“I’m going to fuck you all night,” he promises. “Your pussy will only know my cum.” His promise is serious. He’s going to fuck you until he’s satisfied.
。·゚゚· ·゚゚·。
