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conitagray · 9 months
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“you’re alive in my head..”
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pavitr prabhakar x reader.
genre: pure angst (a little fluff if you squint) | warnings: blood, death, sad pav☹️, super sad
summary: the canon event altered his life forever. | inspo: marjorie by taylor swift.
words: 1k.
a/n: @smokeywhalee came up with this trope and we both cried mentally adding up ideas to eachother (i love her and her ideas yall FOLLOW HER or elmo will end up next to you at 3am)
and marjorie by ts changed my life forever it’s so good i’m not okay 😊💔
p.s: please have tissues next to you 🤧 (and "they" is ur variant btw!)
so sorry in advance pookies
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pavitr had been your bestfriend for so long— you were by his side ever since he became spiderman, his partner in crime, and he always liked you. —
everything about you just made him fall head over heels for you, but he never had the heart to confess owing to the fact that he doesn’t want to lose you yet.
he wished he did sooner..
ever since pavitr’s dimension was falling apart, he couldn’t help but feel devastated, afraid it would happen the same to you, and he was right.
the very moment that was happening, you so happened to be running away from the commotion— your bestfriend pavitr and the other spider people fighting for their life and his dimension, you were about to escape, but unfortunately, a big chunk of debris hits you— slamming you to the ground as you groaned in pain.
you heard the screams of pavitr from afar, as he slung over to you— his friends shouting for him to come back but he couldn't care less about them now that you were hurt badly.
he lifted the debris off of you and carried you bridal style, his words muffled as you couldn't see anything— your vision blurred.
"jaanu please hang on okay? i promise ill get you the hospital as soon as i can please don't close your eyes on me." he panicked as he removed his mask to reveal his teary-eyed face as he held you close, webbing away from the commotion as he wanted to bring you to the nearest hospital.
"pav, i..." you took all your strength to get his attention as he stopped webbing and went through the empty street, your heartbeat slowly slowing down as it became harder to breathe.
he noticed immediately and laid you on the ground, his hand cupping your cheek as he kept whispering a "no no no please no." trying to stop the blood from your chest.
"pav, i.. love you." you mumbled your last words to him as you closed your eyes— your last breath, last tear and last smile to him all leaving your body as you lay lifeless on the ground, his screams were all that was audible, becoming increasingly faint until they were completely gone.
pavitr's tears were now hitting the ground as he clutched your lifeless body, holding on it for dear life as he sobbed— his heart breaking now that he lost you, his canon event.
his tears never came to an end as he couldn't believe he was processing everything, he lost his thithli.
gwen, hobie, and miles run over to him as they saw pavitr and you, your dead body but they couldn't do anything but feel heartbroken with paviitr as it was his canon event even though you were dead now, you're alive in his head.
he wished he could spend one last prominence with you, but now that you were gone, he wished you were still around.
゚+*:ꔫ:*﹤
pavitr never moved on, never recovered from your death; if he didn't know better, he'd wish you were still alive; he wanted he could say i love you— and that remorse has filled him with guilt every single day.
hobie would always try to cheer him up and it would never work, he would still feel devastated and blame himself for your death— that he couldn't save you in time. it was never his fault.
all of this happening with his dimension falling apart and losing you hit him like a truck, he lost his spark and he'd do anything to get you back, anything — and he wished he could find one way to say i love you to you one last time.
゚+*:ꔫ:*﹤
he’d never been to hq ever since your death, he was merely drained to continue as spiderman anymore— the fear and guilt overcoming him; scared the same would happen to other people like it happened to you.
hobie got to cheer him up somewhat and convinced him to finally go to hq but when he walked in, he bumped into a familiar face he knew oh too well.
“im so sorry i—“ pavitr turned around to apologize to who he bumped when his blood ran cold, his whole body frozen as he couldn’t believe who it was, you; but not entirely.
“it’s okay! i’m fine— and are you okay?” they said, scanning pavitr’s body for any injuries and so.
“yeah— i’m, im fine— can i talk to you for a second?” pavitr said, breaking out of his trance as he grabbed their hand and walked to an empty corner.
“woah okay—“ they followed pavitr, standing in a small corner waiting for him to talk.
“are you… [name]?” he asked, your name coming out of his mouth breaking his heart. their eyes went wide— the shock of their name coming out of his mouth indirectly.
“y-yeah i’m from earth 5100..” those words broke pavitr’s heart, a lump going down his throat as he smiled— knowing that they weren’t his.
they could see the obvious heartbreak in pavitr's eyes and its like they could feel his pain too; "i suppose you lost a variant of me in your world..?" they muttered as pavitr nodded— his tears planting his brown skin as their heart broke.
"can i..?" pavitr whispered, gesturing for a hug as they agreed with open arms— he rushed to their arms, breaking down in more tears as he felt your touch again— but not entirely yours.
"i'm so sorry.. im sure they're so proud of you for getting through this, i know you want them back but im not them."
"i know.. i just wished i could say i love you to them one last time." he muttered, his face buried in their neck as he cried harder— clutching their shirt.
he has no choice but to owe the fact that he lost you, and the person in front of him is oh so heartwarming to him, its not you and he has to accept that, but you're alive in his head.
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conitagraylinks · 8 months
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~~~~~~~~~
across the spiderverse
・❥・hobie brown
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ dating hobie brown (hc's)
what about your promises, babe?
・❥・miles morales (1610)
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ dating miles morales 1610 (hc's)- coming soon..
i’m still into you, morales.
・❥・miles morales (42)
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ dating miles morales 42 (hc's)
i remember it, all too well.
broke my promise.
・❥・pavitr prabhakar
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ dating pavitr prabhakar (hc's)
pavitr x !seasian reader hcs
you’re alive in my head..
babysitting!
・❥・gwen stacy
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ dating gwen stacy (hc's)- coming soon..
・❥・miguel o'hara
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ dating miguel o'hara (hc's)- coming soon.
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lunarfleur · 5 months
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Sleep, Baby ~ Earth 42! Miles Morales
Summary: There was something about his presence that made sleeping easy. More than that, Miles being there compelled you to fall asleep. It was something he could do for you that no one else could.
Warnings:Talk of insomnia
A/N:It has…been a while. I think I fell out of love with writing for a while, but I’m here! This is quite bad…but I’m rusty so cut me some slack.
Tagging: @juneberrie @sluggmuffin @hiyaitssans @nagi3seastorm @luvjunie @milesmolasses @n1cole-ghost @conitagray @kombuuuu
This is x fem reader!
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“Ma, why are you awake?”
His groggy voice brought your attention away from your phone. You looked over at the boy next to you.
Miles was sitting up, rolling his head around to stretch his neck. He propped himself up on his elbows, looking at you with squinted, sleepy eyes.
He had woken up when you forced yourself out of his grip, no longer having something to hold on to. That was how Miles preferred to sleep, with something warm to hold.
“Can’t sleep,” you shrugged.
He knew that wasn’t true. Truthfully, you were exhausted. You could sleep, you just didn’t want to. This was a problem, considering your phone screen was making your head hurt and your body ached, begging for you to just lay down and go to sleep.
Miles sighed, sitting up further and turning towards you.
“Baby, it’s 3:00 in the morning.”
“And?”
“We got shit to do tomorrow, and you ain’t gonna like bein woken up early.”
“Sounds like a problem for future me.”
He knew you were stubborn.
Sighing again, Miles quickly slipped your phone out of your hands. He reached behind him to set it gently on the table beside his bed.
“Miles-”
“No.”
He cut you off quickly, shaking his head. You knew there was no point in arguing. He was tired, and so were you. He wanted to sleep, and so did you,
“C’mere.”
Huffing, you tucked yourself against his body. He was warm, which was nice compared to his cold room. He smelled good, too. He always did.
Miles wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head softly before sinking into his pillow. His hands relaxed, chest rising and falling softly.
“Miles..”
“Hm?”
“Can I have a kiss?”
There was a pause, before Miles snickered softly. He had given you plenty before he fell asleep earlier…but that was hours ago, right?
Leaning his head down, Miles met his lips with yours in a slow, soft kiss. It was sweet, as per usual, and left your stomach fluttering as if it was the first. He had that effect on you. He always did,
“Goodnight, mama.”
“‘Night.”
“I love you.”
“I love you,” you hummed. It was pouty, though. Here you were again, stuck in his arms with nothing to do.
“Go to sleep.”
“But-”
“Sleep, baby.”
“I don’t wanna.”
Huffing this time, Miles ran his fingers through your hair. It was a mischievous tactic, really. That was something he always did when you needed to relax.
“You gotta go to sleep, mama.”
“I’m not tired.” Of course, you were lying out of your ass. You could feel your eyes growing heavier by the second. Between his warmth enveloping your body in a firm embrace, and the sound of his voice in your ears, you were bound to be knocked out in minutes.
“We both know that’s a lie.”
You hummed, burying your face deeper into his shirt. It smelled clean, because it was, and fresh and so much like Miles that it made your heart flutter.
There was something about his presence that made sleeping easy. More than that, Miles being there compelled you to fall asleep. It was something he could do for you that no one else could.
“G’night, baby.”
This time, you couldn’t argue.
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kairiscorner · 9 months
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Do you have any other miles 42 headcanons?
hiii !! i have a few romantic ones, like how he'd act like around his crush >:> here they are, i hope you like them!
(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)
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miles g. morales falling for you headcanons !!
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he'd definitely overthink about how he feels about you, because despite coming off as a rizz master, boy has no clue on what to do with these butterflies in his stomach and the warmth he feels when you're close by or when you give him a smile, LIKEEEE he knows how to pull, he just doesn't know what to do when he gets pulled
he'd do the same as his counterpart in 1610 and find himself drawing, sketching, painting you through his graffiti--you left a lasting impression on him that made him want to see you a whole lot, and without even realizing it, he's expressing that need to want to see you, be around you through putting his image of you out through his art.
he pays attention to the little things you do :> he does seem apathetic and stoic at times, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about you. he's observant, and when you have all his attention, you bet he's gonna notice all the little things you do and just admire you and how cute you are.
he is definitely a nerd. i think if you caught him with a keychain or pin of his favorite game or show and just complimented him about it, or talked to him about it, he would fall harder for you.
he talks to his uncle a lot about you, and it was through his uncle aaron that he realized he was falling in love when he walked miles through those feelings he couldn't really name or place his finger on.
he feels more confident about himself through the little compliments you give him, even though you might mean them in a friendly way. it really brightens his day when you tell him his shoes look nice, that his braids look beautiful, that he looks a little nicer than he did before--little do you know he tweaks himself up a little bit subconsciously due to your compliments, takes better care of himself, pays more attention to how he looks for you.
HE PRACTICES RIZZING YOU UP WHEN HE LOOKS AT HIMSELF IN THE MIRRORRRRR
+ rio once walked in on him doing that and kept teasing him about it
++ she told uncle aaron and they did not shut up about it, with uncle aaron telling him to just play cool as miles is flustered, embarrassed, sweaty in the palms, and shaky in the knees about it HEHE
he tells himself to always 'be cool' around you and when he feels confident about himself facing you, he loses all the confidence he had prior to you catching up with him to talk, and becomes a melting, stuttering mess when you get too close or your gaze becomes a little too piercing.
+ when you smile at him, he FALLS APARTTTTT
tags !! @k4tsu3 @fiannee @luvstarrstruck @toneystank-3000 @ii01vq @maxoloqy @popeheywardssecretgf @lovefrominaya @solecitoszn @q2ie @zalayni @anikaluv @conitagray
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kombuuuu · 8 months
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back 2 angst @hiimaye
i was debating putting this on my insta but i went with a dif one @conitagray saw which one giggles — it was either this one or a tlou2 angsty one and i chose the tlou one 😞
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conitagray · 8 months
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what about your promises, babe?
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hobie brown x reader
warnings: cheating, alcohol, angst.
genre: angst (im sorry yall😞) (pics by @ caicrisis.)
inspo: babe (taylor's version.) (from the vault)
summary: he broke your promise.
a/n: no use of y/n, they/them pronouns for reader
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what about your promises, promises?
you and hobie met at a bar, precisely the one he performed at— his eye caught on you for standing out with your unique physique, and ever since that day he's fallen in love with you every day.
he'd love you with his whole heart and promised to never cheat on you— no matter whether drunk or sober, he would never have the guts to do it, what a shame,
didn't want to be the one that got away.
it had been almost an hour since you'd gotten dressed for your dinner with hobie, and you tried contacting him but had no luck—assuming he was still performing, so you decided to meet him there.
you walked into the bar's doors— the smell of alcohol hitting your nose firmly, looking around to find hobie, big mistake.
you’d go to the spot where you’d both always stay at— only to find him sitting on a bar stool with a girl on his lap kissing him, her lips on his neck.
you broke the sweetest promise that you never should have never made.
you stood there in shock— the scene replaying over and over in your mind as hobie noticed you and pushed the girl off, running to you.
you walked out the bar, tears filling up your eyes as hobie grabbed your wrist— stopping you in your tracks.
“love, i’m sorry i-“ he pleaded, his voice cracking as the smell of his breath reeked of alcohol. “please leave me alone.” you cut him off, breathless trying to get out from his grasp on your arm.
“i was drunk and— and i, didn’t realize it until you came.” he was on his knees at this point, begging for you to forgive him.
“you we’re drunk and you couldn’t think twice about your actions? the promises we made? you said no one else, how could you do this babe..?” those last words hit hobie like a truck, the way your voice croaked as you broke down in tears— he wished he could rewind time all over again.
you walked away leaving hobie at the entrance of the bar, your heart broken and this is the last time you’ll ever call him babe.
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what a shame, taking down the pictures and the plans we made.
all memories, all photos and plans were all gone— but not in your mind, as you sat on the floor with an album in-front of you with pictures of your happiest moments with him— all burned down with your tears falling down on your cheeks, his secrets has its consequence.
every day, every night for 2 weeks you would be on the kitchen floor, he calls and you won’t hear it, blocking the number every time you had a chance and he’d always find a way to call you until he stopped.
that very moment— your life started to get better, but deep inside of your mind— you missed him till the death of you.
you found loving friends who helped you cheer up and made you see the better in you, every step closer to making you move on, until you lost that motivation.
you were out with those said friends, having the time of your life until you bumped into someone accidentally, apologizing sincerely before you stopped in your words— realizing who you bumped into, the waves of emotions and memories washing over you, leaving you speechless.
hobie said your name breathlessly as he walked up to you, making you walk backwards in fear—
“hey man, leave em alone they’re not comfortable with you.” one of your friends approached him, pushing him back lightly making him jolt in her touch.
“can i please, talk to them?” hobie pleaded, begged for one conversation to make it up to you; your friends looked at you in concern if you were okay and you gave them a reassuring nod telling them you’ll be fine— as they walked far to respect your privacy.
you turned to face hobie, his glossy eyes breaking your heart but at the same time— your sympathy for him couldn’t care less, you were hurt and sad he crossed your way.
“speak up.” you said bluntly as you crossed your arms, your finger tapping obnoxiously on your arm.
“can us work out again..? i’m sorry, i really am. i was drunk i was out of my mind and—“ he took a deep breath before he spoke again but you cut him off.
“you already said this bullshit way too many times, since you admitted it— i keep picturing her lips on your neck, i can’t unsee it.” your voice quivering made his heart shatter.
“i hate that because of you, i cant love you babe.” you whispered leaving hobie there to stand while the whole scene replayed in your mind over and over again.
“what a shame, didn’t want to be the one that got away..”
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conitagray · 9 months
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"i’m still into you, morales."
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pairing: miles morales !1610 x reader
genre: angst to fluff:)
inspo song: still into you. - paramore
warnings: cursing, blood, near death experience for reader, angry miles:(, green goblin being a creepy ass bitch, weapons.
words: 1.2k.
summary: the only way he can keep you safe is by breaking up with you for your safety, but months later you run into him and fortunately, you’re still into him.
a/n- ill be taking a small break after writing this due to my mental health literally crashing but i promise yall once im back ill post something😭 this is a small fic bc im currently focusing on other stuff at the moment AND i wanna thank @smokeywhalee for giving me the idea on the last part love ya mwahh❤❤
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can't count the years on one hand that we've been, together.
miles and you have been best friends since you were small— quite frankly your whole childhood. miles was always right by your side through thick and thin, and you did too.
but when our fingers interlock, can’t deny, can’t deny you’re worth it.
and that’s when you started dating miles, you realized he fell in love with you the moment he saw you and his love grew fonder and fonder as he grew older.
you recount the night that you first, told his mother, and on the drive back to your house, he told you for the first time he loved you.
and you felt the weight of the world fall off your shoulders, and you sing along to the start of forever—
but that ended soon.
ever since miles became spiderman, his life started to become more dangerous — and you were worried sick.
everyday he would climb to your apartment, wounded and injured and you’d always patch him up, and he would always leave you worried.
so that’s when he decided to leave you for his own safety— and yours.
when he broke the news to you, it’s like your whole world stopped— you were frozen and so was time, but it was for your own good and his.
“i’m so so sorry mi corazon, it’s for your own good, i promise. please don’t cry anymore.” he whined, cupping your jawline as he wiped your tears.
you could see his glistening eyes, his tears waiting to fall as if they were impatient, you felt your heart shatter even more every minute you looked into his eyes.
you grabbed the said hand that was on your jaw, holding it tightly and savoring the last moment you both were witnessing.
he gave you one final goodbye kiss and in the blink of an eye, he was gone.
you couldn’t do anything now that your love of your life was gone, you couldn’t believe it that your last moment with miles is with him leaving.
———
hours of sleepless nights, days of overthinking and sadness burying you, and weeks of crying passed since miles left you and you couldn't even tell time anymore, you were still into him but what could you do now?
it was not until everything went downhill for you.
the green goblin has been miles's archnemesis for god knows how long ever since he became spiderman— and the green goblin was determined to find you, the love of his life, and make him miserable, so he used you as bait.
as you were walking down a sketchy road to pass the convenience store to get a snack, you heard a loud clang in a sketchy alleyway and you stopped in your tracks, turning your head to look at the gloomy area— and before you knew it, the green goblin glided out and took you in, covering your mouth to prevent you from screaming and his other hand holding a knife.
he took you to a rooftop in a sketchy area, the moon and street lights being so dim you can barely see anything. the green goblins breath over your neck as the knife he was holding was now on your neck, as he glided through the surface of it and making you bleed and wince in pain.
“what do you want from me? let me fucking go please!” you screamed as tears planted your face— trying to escape from his grasp.
“now now sweetheart, i need your little boyfriend, you’re useless to me— i just need to kill you and then kill him next.”
he whispered into your ear as you cringed back— his words echoing in your mind over and over again, the realization hitting you that he’s gonna kill miles— when you heard a voice from afar, a familiar voice you’ve always known.
“let ‘em go.” the voice was demeaning, when you lifted your head up and saw.. “miles..?” you whispered as tears began streaming down your face, when the green goblin shut you up by slicing another cut with the knife as you cried out in pain.
miles webbed the knife onto the ground as he stepped closer and was ready to pounce on the green goblin, he’d do anything just to keep you alive— even it means he had to face the opposite.
“hold on now— if you’re gonna kill me you’ll be killing them now wouldn’t you?” he said, his free hand now gripping on your neck as he choked you— your struggling making your breath shorter every second.
miles put his hand down as he looked over to the green goblins glider that was on the side of the door— he grabbed it by webbing it and slid it off the rooftop, the web still holding on to it as it was dangling off the rooftop.
the green goblin gasped as he let go of your neck, leaving you to fall on the ground as you gasped for air— the sight of you making miles want to punch out the green goblins guts for doing this to you.
“it’s either, you give me them or i’ll drop your precious little glider.” miles protested, his voice was low but angry— a side of him you’ve never seen before.
the green goblin didn’t answer as he kept stepping closer to miles, and miles backing away in his every move.
the green goblin got tired of his little game and grabbed your hand and threw you over to miles, which in result making miles more furious.
“there, you have them now give me back my glider.” the green goblin protested as he walked closer to miles.
“come and catch it then.” miles let go of the web resulting the green goblin shouting a “NO!” — the glider falling down as the green goblin jumped to get it.
miles then looked over to you, bending down to your height as you sat on the floor— in pain and helpless.
“are you okay?” miles panicked, his both hands on your shoulders as he scanned for wounds other than the one on your neck.
you nodded as you swallowed the lump in your throat, causing you to tear up again and this making miles even more worried.
“i’m.. i’m still into you, morales.” you blurted out, causing miles to look at you with admiration.
“i should be over by the butterflies already but, i’m into you,”
as you sighed shakily to look up at miles, his hand reached for your jawline as he caressed it softly, wiping the blood away from your neck as he kissed you softly.
its like you’ve been waiting for this moment forever, now that the green goblin was gone (or was he..?)— he had you all to himself with no worries.
he pulled away from the kiss, chuckling softly as your forehead pressed on his, your nose brushing over his.
“god how i missed you and this moment, mi vida, i’m so sorry i left you— there want a day that passed by that i haven’t thought about you.” he grabbed you by the waist, pulling you closer to him as your head was on his shoulder.
“i missed you more, and i’m glad you’re still into me.”
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conitagray · 9 months
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now playing - people watching. - conan gray. welcome, to superache
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you've reached dishu!, reqs are currently closed.
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14 ⋆ | she/her ⋆ | south/east asian ⋆ | december baby ⋆ | conan gray, taylor swift and bruno mars luvr! ⋆ | cat luvr ⋆ | hooligan, conehead n swiftie ⋆ | n1 @kombuuuu lover❤ ⋆ | atsv/itsv writer ⋆
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⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ what can i write? fluff - angst - hurt - comfort - suggestive (depends)
⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ what i won't write? smut - heated turns -pedophilia - minor smut - pornography - aging minors for smut
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˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ꕥ masterlist ~
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conitagray · 9 months
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it’s time to go and marjorie are the most heartbreaking most heartwrenching most gut ruining song of taylor swift and i’m not okay !😞
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conitagray · 9 months
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incase yall were wondering about this whole new username, im formerly hearts4hobie but DONT WORRY, ill still post the same stuff i used to !!
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kairiscorner · 8 months
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nah, but i just know he calls you this sometimes.
✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺ my little lovebug. — hobie brown x reader (blurb !!)
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blowing another raspberry into your cheek, making you squeal and giggle at how loving he is, begging him to quit it—with hobie shaking his head and blowing another raspberry into your cheek. "the more you squirm, the more i just wanna take a bite out of you, my little lovebug." he cooed to you as he peppered the side of your face, all the way down to your jawline, to the crook of your neck, and the blade of your shoulder as he pulled you closer to him; wrapping his broad palms around your hips and squeezing you ever so often, reminding you that you're his. "your little lovebug? that's new." you pointed out to him with a chuckle as he tickled your sides, causing you to erupt in laughter all over again.
he chuckled and nodded, placing his chin on your shoulder and wrapping his arms around your waist. "never got called that before? well, then, get used to it, my sweet, darling, bite-sized lovebug." he called you the nickname again all sweetly as he left a tender kiss on your cheek, making you feel hotter in the face and all the more flustered at his lovely teasing. being smaller than hobie had its disadvantages, such as being caged in his strong arms like right now, but it also had its advantages; with those being that you were just the right size for him to gobble you, his cute little lovebug, right up.
tags !! @k4tsu3 @euphovlq @luvstarrstruck @toneystank-3000 @ii01vq @maxoloqy @popeheywardssecretgf @arachnoia @solecitoszn @conitagray
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lunarfleur · 8 months
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mickey baby can i pls have tooth rotting fluff/comfort
i feel like shit and start school tomorrow and i might cry and i'm on my period and ugh i'm nervous for school
Come Here, Mama ~ Earth 42! Miles Morales
Summary:Miles pulled you closer into him and it was like being wrapped in a blanket of love. His right hand snaked under your shirt, drawing imaginary shapes across your back. His other hand rested on your hip, his grip gentle. Slowly, silently he traced the words “I love you” across your skin. It branded you, in a way. He was yours.
Warnings:Anxiety if you squint hard enough and trouble sleeping. That’s it me thinks
A/N: I’m here for you baby :( everything will be okay <3. I basically wrote this to fit your scenario and js added in a lil sum extra to make it go smooth.
Tagging: @juneberrie @sluggmuffin @hiyaitssans @nagi3seastorm @luvjunie @milesmolasses @n1cole-ghost @conitagray @kombuuuu
This is x fem reader!
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If Miles had asked, you would have just told him you weren’t feeling well. That was part of the truth. It was late and your body was tired.
Your mind, however, was wide awake. You had sent your boyfriend a text, eyes squinting at the bright screen while you typed.
Are you awake?
And you waited impatiently, staring at the ceiling for the longest minute of your life.
Yeah wassup mama
I can’t sleep
Omw
Your favorite thing about him was his patience for you. Too many nights he’s come over in the middle of the night, consoling you or calming you or just plain loving you. You’ve woken him up too many times, yet he never complains.
He was at your window 10 minutes later.
He stepped in once you unlocked it, slipping off his slides and tossing his jacket onto your desk chair. You pouted at him unintentionally. While you didn’t want to be dramatic, you were miserable. He knew it, too. All you wanted was to sleep, to be ready for the schools days to come.
Miles looked at you once, then let out a gentle laugh.
He looked good like this. His eyes were half lidded with sleep, his durag sitting over his braids. He wore an old t-shirt and old pajama pants.
“Come here, mama,” he said groggily. His hands found yours, and he led you over to your bed. Miles laid you down, pulling your blankets over your body.
“Did I wake you up?” You whispered.
“Yeah, but it’s all good.” You leaned into his touch, cuddling into his warmth.
“Sorry.” You felt bad, you really did. It always seemed like he was doing things for you, never the other way around. He was a giver, sure, but god damn would it hurt to just give him a break?
“Hey, I said it was fine, baby. Stop worrying.”
“But-”
“Don’t start, ma. It’s good. I’d rather you wake me up than be here alone an’ miserable by yourself.”
“M’kay,” you mumbled. It was the truth, you knew that. Miles never lied to you. Ever.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, baby. Now just close ya eyes.”
Miles pulled you closer into him and it was like being wrapped in a blanket of love. His right hand snaked under your shirt, drawing imaginary shapes across your back. His other hand rested on your hip, his grip gentle. Slowly, silently he traced the words “I love you” across your skin. It branded you, in a way. He was yours.
Miles kissed your head, mumbling soft and sweet nothings to you while you faded in and out of the world of dreams. They were everything to you, the best things to fall asleep to. When it was late, when your minds were half asleep he always said the sweetest things. Things like, “I’m yours,” and, “I’ve always thought you’re the most beautiful girl in the world.” They kept you grounded. He kept you grounded.
“I love you so much, mama,” you heard him whisper. “You make me so happy, baby.”
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lunarfleur · 8 months
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Up Til Midnight ~ Earth 42! Miles Morales
Summary: “Miles?” “Yeah, baby?”
Tagging: @juneberrie @sluggmuffin @hiyaitssans @nagi3seastorm @kombuuuu @urfavnegronerd @luvjunie @n1cole-ghost @conitagray @milesmolasses
Warnings:None!
A/N:I’m…gone. This might be ass but idc
This is x gender neutral reader!
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“Miles?”
“Yeah, baby?”
It was dark, and completely silent aside from the crickets and cars and planes you could hear from outside the window. His room was pitch black. Your phones sat on his desk, away from access. He laid on his bed, you laid on his chest. His hand snaked under your shirt, caressing the skin with his finger. It sent goosebumps in his path.
“The future.”
“What about it?”
“What’s it gonna be like?”
“I’m gonna marry you.”
It was a instant answer. Clearly, Miles had thought about it before. He didn’t hesitate, not even a little bit.
Miles squeezed you tighter, and you thought on the subject. Your mind went to the fights you two have had, the ones where you got heated over nothing. You didn’t want to be that couple who screams over the dishes and laundry.
“Marriage? Really?”
“Yeah.”
Miles nodded his head before kissing yours, rubbing your shoulder with his arm. He smelled clean, having just showered before you two laid down.
“How do you know you’ll want to when the time comes?”
“I just do.”
“How?”
Miles sighed, moving his other hand to rest behind his head. His hand traced up and down your sides, squeezing your hip.
“There’s a difference between loving and being in love, baby.”
He learned the difference not too long ago. When he realized that his mother loved you like a second child, having you over when he’s not home. When he realized that he wants everything with you. When he realized he missed you any time you were gone, even if you were just a fee feet away. Miles was in love.
“Well, which is it?”
Miles chuckled, shaking his head. You craned your neck to look at him. He looked back at you, beautiful doe eyes that made your heart flutter. Him, with his freckles and long eyelashes.
“Come here, baby, let me love on you.”
“Nooo, which is it?”
He attempted to sit up, to pull with into him. He just wanted to kiss on you, to hold you until you both fell asleep.
“I’ll tell you after you get on up here and let me love on you.”
You frowned at him, but still let him pull you into his lap. He wrapped his arms around you, burying his face in your neck and inhaling.
He kissed at your neck, then your jaw, then your cheeks. He peppered the softest kisses to your face, letting his hands wander over your body.
He bumped noses with you, smiling. Then, Miles kissed your lips. It was sleepy, and gentle, and soft. He kept pulling you closer and closer. You let him.
“I love you,” he mumble against your lips.
“I love you,” you replied.
You two stayed like that, holding each other. For 10 minutes he kept you in his lap silently, rubbing your back while you kissed his neck.
“Miles?”
“Mhm?”
“Do you really want to marry me?”
“Yeah, baby.”
“Why?”
He hummed sleepily, thinking about the best answer. You waited, staring at him and fidgeting with the edge of his braid. He rested his head on your shoulder, looking towards the door.
“Because I know the difference between loving and being in love.”
“Which is it?” You asked again.
“Both.”
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lunarfleur · 8 months
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Enamorarse ~ Earth 42! Miles Morales
Summary: Miles thought back to that night with his mother, where he ranted his heart out. When he told her about you. Everything he knew. Everything he felt. You. Him. “There’ll be a moment, Mijo,” she told him, “where you’ll know when you’re in love.”
Tagging: @juneberrie @sluggmuffin @urfavnegronerd @nagi3seastorm @hiyaitssans @milesmolasses @luvjunie @n1cole-ghost @conitagray @enchanting-violet
Warnings:None! Just fluff!
A/N:This is just a small little somethin somethin
This is x gender neutral reader!
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Inevitably, Miles didn’t stop pressing those sweet kisses to their cheeks, to their jaw, to their neck after they fell asleep. They slept soundly, lying on his comfortable, head against a few of his many pillows. He was next to you, holding himself up with his arm. His lips caressed your skin softly. They ghosted over your cheeks, over your jaw, over your neck so carefully as to not wake you up.
He looked down at you, and he couldn’t help but wonder how he found himself in such a position. It was like he was staring at some heavenly angel come to save him. At least that’s how he felt.
He nudged your cheek with his nose. Miles’s breath hit your skin gently, like butterfly kisses from his soul. It truly was a sight to see. You, dressed in his hoodie, sleeping in his bed, getting kisses from him. Maybe that’s why he couldn’t sleep. Someone else was with him.
Or maybe he couldn’t sleep because he couldn’t get off of you long enough to close his eyes. Maybe it was because he just wanted to watch over you, make sure you sleep comfortably. Maybe it’s because the butterflies you gave him were there and he couldn’t ignore them. He couldn’t ignore you.
Miles’s hand found itself resting on your hip, his arm reaching over your body. He kept you grounded. In his bed. Sleeping. Safe.
Your breath hitched, your body moving to get comfortable. Your hand reached down as well, connecting your fingers with him before holding on. Subconsciously, still fast asleep, you pulled him closer. Maybe it’s because he was warm and his air conditioning was cold. Maybe.
Miles thought back to that night with his mother, where he ranted his heart out. When he told her about you. Everything he knew. Everything he felt. You. Him.
“There’ll be a moment, Mijo,” she told him, “where you’ll know when you’re in love.”
Maybe this was that moment. Maybe.
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kairiscorner · 9 months
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what are you... wearing? — miles 42 x reader
request: reader wearing the I ❤️ my bf shirt she wears it w pride too ‼️‼️🗣️🗣️🗣️
a/n: HIIII omg ok, since you didn't give me any specific character to work with, imma do it for multiple characters !! I HOPE Y'ALL LIKE THIS 💖💖💖
(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)
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as soon as miles opened the door, his eyes landed on you, your pretty, smiling face that looked a little too mischievous and sly that day, and... that shirt of yours that you were donning on that appeared a little too eye-catching. despite being in only three colors, it was pretty conspicuous and made miles' eyebrows furrow together as he looked at you in confusion and surprise. "cielo, uh, what's that?" he asked you as he pointed down to your shirt, with you tilting your head slightly at him in mock confusion. "it's a shirt, babe." you tell him as he looks at you with a flustered expression, what with having read and reread the words on the shirt, he felt pretty self-conscious and embarrassed in all kinds of ways.
heat had crept up in his cheeks and made him feel a little at a loss for words as he just involuntarily kept nodding and staring at the shirt you were wearing. a few of miles' neighbors at the apartment greeted you two and complimented your shirt, with some of them staring at you and miles with knowing looks and giggling to themselves as they gave you two thumbs ups. miles got even more embarrassed at that and leaned against the door frame as he kept staring at you, both out of embarrassment and flattery.
he sighed as he gently took your fingers and rubbed over them, tugging at you slightly and beckoning for you to come in. "...it is a nice shirt." he said as he closed the door with his back turned to you, his face completely flustered now and his hazel eyes practically having hearts in them. your arms were wrapped around his waist, which caught him by surprise, and you pulled him closer to you as you giggled while you nuzzled your face on his back--the hums of your giggles sending vibrations up his spine and... warming him all over at your utter affection. "it is, isn't it? what if we get you one, would you wear it?" you asked him as he finally let out a shy chuckle and turned his head to look at you over his shoulder. "we... we could look for some my size later. but right now..." he said as he turned around and wrapped you in his arms and lifted you up, with you giving slight gasps at how little effort he needed to carry you.
you faced him and saw the ends of his pretty brown eyes crinkle and the corners of his mouth curve upwards into a loving grin. "it's cuddle time." he said as he took you to the couch and held you in his arms as you giggled out in defiance, laughing as you told him to put you down, with him obliging as he put you down close to him on the couch and embraced you for a cuddle. "i do love my partner, too, okay... i don't need a shirt to speak my mind for me, mi vida, you already know."
tags !! @k4tsu3 @onginlove @fiannee @luvstarrstruck @toneystank-3000 @ii01vq @maxoloqy @popeheywardssecretgf @lovefrominaya @solecitoszn @meowmoraless @conitagray @q2ie @zalayni
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kairiscorner · 8 months
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I totally forgot to put what character🤦🏽‍♀️ but could it be grumpy reader with Miguel or hobbie.  oh I thought of another good one maybe one about the reader getting treated like a baby because either Miguel or hobbies care so much about her( they’re dating reader)
AWWWW ykw i actually can't remember if i made a hobie x grumpy!reader one, imma do just that now :3 (should i make a miggy one, make a part 4 for the grumpy ready and miggy series~ ?)
hobie brown x grumpy!reader
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"that pout looks so adorable on you, you're so cute, yes you are." hobie cooed to you, threading your hair through the in-betweens of his fingers and smirking to himself as you huffed in frustration, not wanting to deal with anybody today... yet still letting hobie baby you because you know, you like being tended to like this, despite it pissing you off even more–it's so hard not to feel needy for his one of a kind attention and affection. "go away, hobie." you murmured in a huff as hobie lightly pinched your cheek, and you slapped his hand away gently, making him chuckle. "can't ever hit me for real, can you, love? how charming... i'd never hurt you, either, but my pinching doesn't hurt, does it, dearest?" he asked you with a smile as he pinched both your cheeks–making you grumble and furrow your eyebrows up at him and his cocky, yet tender, babying.
you huffed and moved away from him, but he encages you in his tight grasp as he wraps his long arms around your waist and pulls you close to him; planting his chin on the top of your head and lowly chuckling how sweet and tiny you are in his arms. "so dainty... yet so aggressively angry. you like a chihuahua, love, ain't ya? so small, yet so feisty–making me crazier about you with that little quirk of yours, i love you, truly, you cutesy, angry little lover of mine..." "hobie, i'm gonna punch you." "try it, love, if it'll make you feel less cranky... bet it'd tickle, too, since your hands are so soft and plush..." he teased you with a chuckle as you got embarrassed; your frown deepening and your eyebrows knitting together even more as he held you tighter and peppered you with kisses.
you could be as grumpy as you needed to with him, and yet... he would still love you with all his heart, tease you and smirk down at you—and shower you with all his love and affection, because you're his grumpy little darling, and he would never let you go another second without knowing how much he loves you, no matter your mood.
tags !! @ii01vq @luvstarrstruck @maxoloqy @k4tsu3 @solecitoszn @toneystank-3000 @arachnoia @popeheywardssecretgf @euphovlq @rohansdisciple @conitagray
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