#my heart is whoosh
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Wrapped Up In You
ao3 // normal masterlist // christmas masterlist
*Summary: Six and his wife wrapped up gifts for Claire. Nice and simple.
*Rating: E for Everyone
*Content/Tags: Gift Wrapping, Fluff, Domestic Fluff
*Status: Drabble/Complete
“Come here.” His wife beckoned to him. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her head. It was the night before Christmas and all through the house, only him and his wife were stirring he made sure Claire was asleep.
“I did my rounds. She’s out.”
“Okay, let’s do this.” She nodded. “I’ll get the gifts, you get the paper.”
“Got it.” He hummed and ran for the closet with any and all present supplies. Since Claire was that age where she had a lot of birthday parties to attend, his wife had set aside a dedicated space for any kind of gift wrapping, ribbons, bows that her daughter may need to slap onto a present. Too bad almost all her friends wanted gift cards now. They met back at the table and Six let the rolls of paper fall.
“Okay we have 25 presents for Claire.” She double-checked her count, “Then I have some presents I want to wrap up for my friends.”
“Sounds good. Is this going to be a divide and conquer situation or you wrap and I put the bows on it?”
“Who said anything about me wrapping?”
“Well you normally do it…” He looked her dead in the eyes
“Maybe I don’t want to.” She matched his gaze before breaking and grabbing a roll of red and sparkly paper to wrap up Claire’s first gift
“Did we get everything off her list?” Six asked, taking the quickly wrapped package into his hands. He waffled between a silver ribbon and gold for a moment, before ultimately choosing the gold. She nodded quietly, not taking her eyes off the box of a skincare set she was wrapping up
“It was easy. I got all her shopping done before black friday.” She pumped her fists. He matched her enthusiasm with a tiny fist pump of his own. She grinned and kissed his cheek before saying, “You’re cute like this.”
“I’m not cute.” He protested
“No, you’re adorable.” She double downed and pressed her lips onto the tip of his nose. He pulled her away from the table and closer to his arms. He gave her a proper kiss on her lips and looked into her eyes. He leaned his forehead up against hers and picked her up.
“I’m adorable, huh?” He smirked
“Well now I’m thinking about some other adjectives.” She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck
“Which ones?”
“Well the first one that comes to mind is definitely sexy.” She bit down on his lip lightly. He put her back on her feet
“We need to wait. Presents first.”
“Tease.” She huffed and got back to wrapping Claire’s presents. They managed to get her presents wrapped in a short amount of time, wrapping related gifts in the same type of paper. Six took the presents and laid them down underneath the tree before falling onto the couch. His wife sat at his side and ran her fingers through his hair before quietly saying,
“We did it.”
“Yeah.” He let out a little sigh, “You still gonna do your friend’s presents?”
“Yeah.” She nodded, “I just need a couple of minutes to rest.”
“You think she’ll like them?”
“I hope so. And if not, I have the gift receipts.”
“Thinking ahead, love it.” He looked over at her. He waited a moment before his hand reached out and wrapped around hers. “Like I love you.”
“I love you too.” She replied back, “Okay I’ve rested long enough. I’ll be back.”
“Okay, love you.” He replied, letting his eyes flutter shut.
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“Six! Wake up!” Claire shook her father awake. He rolled over to face the tree and see the sunlight of the morning peak through the windows
“Where’s…” He looked around
“Merry Christmas.” His wife entered the room and sat down next to him. He leaned in and gave her a kiss on her cheek. “Let’s open presents.”
“Okay.” He smiled at her. With her and Claire by his side, he had all the presents he could ever ask for in his life.
#12 days of goosemas#my writing#my fics#my fanfiction#I'm sorry this one was so short I put my whole heart into the colt fic and then my brain was like whoosh#sierra six#sierra six x reader#ryan gosling#the gray man#the gray man 2022
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#lucid dreaming is the most epic and teriffying thing sometimes#I've been building it up over the years and i feel like im getting to that point where when i feel that space between sleep and alertness#i can push myself into whatever is happening and mostly be in control#for me it literally feels like im walking through a heavy veil#like that tingling static you feel when your foot falls asleep#its like you're detaching from your body and going somewhere else#i can't pick how my dream turns out i kind of just walk through and deal with whatever I'm dealing with#earlier while napping i did it and i was like in my 50s or so checked my mirror and saw my wrinkles then i went out to my car#lived somewhere else entirely and i get in the car and im going down the highway and I'm in the left lane going the speed limit and this#older guy with curlyish white hair and a peppered beard black sunglasses and a white dress shirt is driving a convertible#and he looks over at me and gets pissed that im “trying to pass him” and proceeds to try and run me off the road#my car starts to begin to flip i can feel this whoosh of air in my face and hair and right before i start tumbling i shoot up from bed#like ive had an exorcism and my hearts going like 90 bpm#it felt so real like you couldn't distinguish if it was a dream even if you tried hard enough#touch taste sight smell its all there#i stg for me lucid dreaming feels like im highjacking the bodies of alternative mes in the universe and using them as temp avatars#to experience some weird shit#lmao 😂#I don't have apnea or anything else like that so not worried there#but shit man#these have been getting pretty intense over the last few months as ive gotten better at it#ted talk info dump#no magenta here#i feel like i need a safe word for these types of posts#magenta has already taken the mantle of complaining/venting
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You art is always making me think a bit, so here is for you a bit of a lore attack. This drawing, since i'm the creator, will be the first time Kiyotaka everyone saw her smile, really smile. Not a smirk. Not anything else. A genuine and adorable smile, just after he confessed one of his biggest secrets she said
<3 Happy Xmas bro, i hope you have a good holyday.
GXUSBDHSBDJDBDH OMGGG
THAT'S SUCH A GOOD CONCEPT. I LOVE IT *hides it in my pocket in case I want to draw it as a full comic one day* hehe
ALSO WHAT IS THE SECRET??? DON'T LEAVE ME HANGING IN THERE 🙁🙁
It's actually like the end of the day for me and my Christmas went relatively well, but thank you for the wishes anyway 🤭🤭🤭🤭
#OMG MY MUTUALS ARE SO COOL#I LOVE THIS IDEA OMG#I LOVE GETTING ASKS FROM YOU IT MAKES MY HEART GO ALL WHOOSH#<33333
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Wanda really did get more attention and screentime than Stephen, sadly 😥
Indeed- so thank heavens for fix-it fics! Have you seen the explosion of Stephen Strange and Stephen Variants one-shots and more, just on tumblr alone? We can cuddle up with those as bedtime stories, when we're not writing our own.😏
And because one can never get enough, we'll always have THIS-
#Oh Stephen My Stephen💗#Stephen Strange#so badass & sexy af#doctor strange in the multiverse of madness#MoM-Stephen#Master of the Boom Boom Whoosh#Master of My Heart#Strangebatch#LOML#the subject of all my fantasies
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#oh this isn’t fair#my heart went whoosh!#perfect human#i’m swooning#look at that pouty bottom lip#those eyebrows#that hair#those glasses#i’m ruined#rick moranis
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the evelyn to my celia when!
#‘you’re the only thing on this planet worth worshipping’ <3#SOBS#i love them so much#soooo taylor coded#my heart goes!#whoosh!!#ari speaks ♡#i’m so#i’m such a hopeless romantic#silly brain
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hello can someone who knows how to gif pls make a set of lauren bloom in a dress in each season thank you bye
#new amsterdam#lauren bloom#it's for gay purposes#that is to say i'm in love with her#and every time she wears a dress#my heart goes whoosh#i think that's only in 3 out of 4 seasons#but each time it is the most important part of an episode#lauren pretty in pink saved s4
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*lays her head in ella's lap*
her content little smile is hard to miss as she combs her fingers softly through amelia's hair. 💖
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the physical - miguel o’hara
pairings ❀ ⋮ doctor!miguel x shyf!reader
₊❏❜ content ⋮ dubcon/cnc, d/s dynamics // doctor taking advantage of their patient, nipple play & nipple stimulation, blue balls, soft dom, sweet tempered mig, vag fingering, squirting, ehh aftercare ?? porn with a taboo subject. slight dirty talk, nicknames, n somewhat begging.
note ⋮ sorta got lazy w this lmfao, this is one of so many drafts i have lingering around in my pile.
not proofread !
✧*･ﾟ
there you were, anxiously fidgeting around with your fingers. waiting patiently to be called on.. and you mean very patient.
what?
you wanted them to take their time so you wouldn’t have to walk into the examination room. this was going to be your first physical and you were really nervous. and it showed when the heel of your foot intensely bounced rhythmically off the floor.
“y/n” the nurse called out as your anxiety heightened. you smiled awkwardly standing up, lowering your head as you walked past the other patients and into a small room.
“i’ll just take your blood pressure real quick~” the nurse hummed, grabbing the small machine and undoing the velcro as she wrapped it around the fat of your arm.
with a faint click the cuff began to tighten, cutting off your blood flow for a moment. your arm became numb and tingly as you a felt short pulse on it — and with a whoosh, the cuff finally released you.
“excellent! now just change into this robe — make sure to be completely naked under it, and the doctor should be in pretty soon.” the nurse said. “you look nervous is it your first time?” the nurse asked.
“yeahh..”
“don’t worry he won’t bite.” the lady playfully rolled her eyes, flashing you a reassuring smile as she elbowed you.
“he?” you blurted out, eyes widening.
“i know it may seem weird, but he’s a gentlemen.” the lady added, seeing your expression she tried consoling it.
but that only caused you to worry more.
“it’ll go well don’t worry!” she said, heading out her way she waved at you and wished you good luck.
you stood there processing the whole thing and imagining all the possibilities of embarrassment you’re going to have to go through. you slowly exhaled. “oh my gosh, fuck me for coming here.” you whined to yourself as you moved on to removing your layers of clothing - you took your shirt off and unclasped your bra, unbuttoning your jeans and sliding it down your thighs along with your panties. you then reached for the robe and wrapped it around your naked body. you folded your clothes neatly into a stack as you placed it on a small desk besides you.
you then sat atop the table, waiting patiently.
just then a audible knock fulfilled your ears as your head perked up to meet eyes with a males.
your heart stopped beating for a second.
oh shit.
this guy was so fine he could literally be on a magazine cover.
you couldn’t help but wonder if this man was single or if he had a very lucky girlfriend.
“how’s your morning going, love?” the man asked, casually calling you a nickname that made you stop in your tracks and turn red.
“good.”
you began pinching yourself as you slightly pouted. ‘fuck fuck fuck’
“did you eat any breakfast?” he asked, giving the hint of wanting to start a conversation.
“nothing, really.” you lied, faking a smile. “me too, i was in a rush so i just decided to chew on some gum for the moment.” he grinned, clicking his pen as he picked up your files, tapping it on his desk tidying up all those loose sheets of paper into a neat stack.
“oh.”
what a plain response.
“well then, let’s begin shall we?” he proposed with a smile as you nodded.
“alright—first and foremost, i’m going to listen to your heartbeat.“ he said, stepping closer to you as he gently pushed down the robe and pressed the stethoscope to the center of your chest.
“breathe in~”
you inhaled and held your breath, all while his eyes ogled yours.
“breathe out~”
“again, breathe in..”
“and breathe out~”
“are you nervous?” he asked, raising a brow.
‘kill me’
“..no”
“really?”
“..yes”
“honey, you’re a very bad liar.” he chuckled as you felt yourself heat up.
“take a deep breath.” he smiled. “your heart rate is a little rapid, which may be due to your adrenaline rush — but it’s totally normal since most find it awkward being around the opposite sex during this exam.” he reassured, “it’s nothing new dear.”
“right.” you awkwardly laughed, nodding your head in agreement as you looked away.
“i get if you may feel weird, i’ll try my best to make you feel welcomed.” he smiled.
“thank you, i appreciate it.”
and you really did appreciated it. you knew what he was trying to do. you’ve been observing it — and this proved your point. he was trying to make you comfortable in the short amount of time you two had together.
“well, i’m now going to move on to examine your hair and mouth.” he chimed, slipping on some blue gloves as the rubber snapped to each of his wrists.
his fingers cordially ran through your luscious hair, mindfully massaging small circles on each of your temples. “que bella.” he commented, making you smile, “thank you.”
he then moved on to cup your face conscientiously, gently tilting your head to the side as he brushed your hair behind your ear. he couldn’t help but scrutinize your unique features.
“you’re really pretty.” he added, making your smile widen even more. “thank you,” you replied, “i’d say the same about you.” you wanted to return the compliment but the words slipped out of your mouth, giving him the idea you found him attractive.
“really? i’m quite old so it’s nice to know the good looks still haven’t wore off yet.” he laughed.
“oh, how old are you?” you asked curiously perking your head to the side.
“how old do i look? be brutally honest, no offense taken.”
you squinted your eyes, now it was your turn to examine his features.
his dark hair was neatly slicked back, no grey hair to hint his age nor any visible wrinkles—rather his bronzed skin looked flawless, and his lips weren’t even chapped. neither did they look cracked or dry, they looked soft, plump and rich. his outfit was nicely chosen and put together. he looked formal and neat..and hot. he stood around six foot with an attractive physique.
“twenty seven?” you guessed wildly, “wow that really boosts my ego, i’m in my early thirties.” he chuckled, flashing you a smile that made your heart throb.
there’s no way he could’ve been older than thirty. “you’re being for real?” you snorted before you abrupt into a contagious laughter.
“no like actually, i am. but thank you love, that definitely made my day.” he thanked with a tender warm smile that made your heart clench and swing your legs like a teenage girl in love.
“okay, cariño. let’s check your mouth now, yea? ahh — ” he demonstrated sticking out his tongue as he pointed to his mouth.
“aaahh.”
“good girl.”
his thumb pressed on your chin, adjusting his glasses to further inspect you as his eyes squinted.
god he was so close to you, his warm breath smelled like the mint flavored gum he was chewing on ~ and oh his cologne. it smelled so good, and so manly it had you swooning.
he carefully placed a popsicle stick on the flat of your tongue, slightly pushing it down and past your throat making you gag.
“that remind you of anything?” he grinned, raising a brow and he couldn’t help but smirk at your confused expression.
“wh-hat?” you choked out, curling your hand into a fist as you hit your chest in attempts to calm down your choke.
“nothing dear,” he cleared his throat with a smug smile, continuing to chew on his gum as if nothing happened.
you didn’t get it.
he finished writing something on his notepad as he clicked his pen, satisfied.
“mkay i’m going to ask you a few simple questions..” he went on, “first question, how often do you exercise?”
“two to four times a week.”
“excellent. are you feeling any abnormal pain or discomfort, if so where do you feel the pain or discomfort?”
“no, and no where.”
“any use of drugs, alcohol anything particularly?”
“nope.”
“are you sexually active?”
“..no..”
“are you practicing safe sex?”
you looked up at him, “..no?”
that sounded as if you were questioning yourself.
“when was the last time you’ve been penetrated?”
you fell silent..hoping he’d get the message. but he didn’t seem to read your expression like you anticipated to.
“i’m a virgin.”
“oh..”
“okay.” he raised his brows trying to not give you the impression he was surprised by your answer. like look at you, you looked so gorgeous sitting there all flustered.
he glanced down adjusting his glasses again as he scribbled something down on his note pad before turning back to you.
“just need you to lay down for me and put your feet on the stirrups.” he smiled as you followed the given instructions, leaning backwards until your back hit the cold leather as he helped you put your feet in and onto the stirrups, lacing them secure.
“scoot closer,”
you propped your elbows on the table, scooting your bum closer.
“more..”
you scooted further, just inches away from his pelvis, yet that still wasn’t enough - “just a little more..”
gosh. how close did he want you to be? you scooted just a teeny tiny bit more.
he grabbed your hips and pulled you closer to his likings, your pelvises were so close it was centimeters away from one another’s. but to make matters worse he decided to close the gap — your groin making contact with his as your breath hitched in your throat.
your robe rose up, feeling his bulge brush against your pantie-less cunt as he took a step back. he definitely felt that. clearing his throat, he looked away pretending he didn’t see anything.
you pulled your robe down in embarrassment, blood rushing to your cheeks.
“my bad,” he coughed, “just wanted to make sure you were close enough.” he reasoned.
“anyways, i need to examine your breasts so if you mind..” he expressed, signaling you to pull your robe down from the shoulders.
you took a deep breath, breaking eye contact you slowly started to undo the knot but were too embarrassed to completely pull it off your breasts — so he did it for you.
his ginormous hand skimmed past your breast before taking a handful in his palm, fondling and squishing it as if it were some stress toy.
he continued to chew on the gum expressionless whilst thumbing your sensitive nipple making you bite your lip. with his pointer finger and thumb he rolled the bud in between the pads of his fingers before slightly tugging at it.
you let out a gasp, and he raised a brow.
oh, weren’t you sensitive?
he decided to tease you more.. twisting the bead in his finger pads and tugging at it again.. and again and again. you didn’t notice you were squirming the whole time, your brows were knitted together and you didn’t even realize you were letting out soft moans. once you finally had the confidence to meet his stare he tugged on your poor nipple harder causing you to let out a loud whimper that made you bite your tongue. and before letting go, he decided to give you one last harsh squeeze.
by the end of his little examination he knew he had left you hot and bothered.
he wanted to continue toying with you, those cute little sounds you were making made his dick twitch in his pants.
“all normal and healthy.” he muttered lowly, eyes darkening with a hidden arousal.
opening a drawer he reached for a weird looking contraption as he dug further, pulling out a small liquidy tube.
“i’m now going to need a quick sample of your mucus, it’s to test for any infections.” he explained, “f-y-i it’s gonna hurt, but don’t worry i’ll make it as quick as possible.” he added, “by the way this is a speculum and it’ll y’know go inside—you get the idea.“
you nodded awkwardly as he stepped forward yet again. “may i?”
you nodded slightly embarrassed as you gave him consent, he slowly pushed your robe, displaying your bare cunt.
his thumb swiped against your naked mound, uncapping the bottle you felt a cold liquid pour onto your warmth, making you gasp. your lower body writhed, bucking at the feeling.
“sorry i should’ve warmed it up for you darling.” he cooed, his snug palm rested on your pubic bone to warm it up, lathering the lubricant all over you. and when you were ready he slowly slid the speculum inside, opening the blades you let out a strained groan. it revealed your insides and the back of your cervix.
bloody hell did it sting — the cool breeze was a weird sensation. but boy have you never felt so exposed before. a small cotton swab gently swiped on the inside of your inner wall causing you to let out another painful hiss.
“all done” he murmured, putting the cotton swab into a small ziploc bag and into a envelope. closing the contraption and slowly pulling it out of you, you let out a sigh of relief. “feelin’ okay?” he asked, caressing your arm.
“i-i’m fine” you sighed shakily.
“if you say so” he smiled, checking off something in his notepad before beginning once again, “last but not least i’ll be checking for any tenderness, growths and any tumors inside you. so while i’m at it try to think of something hot and exciting — being naturally turned on helps with getting better results.” he suggested, making some shit up.
you blinked, “..i don’t know what to think about though”
“think about me fucking you or something” he scoffed, blurting out something so taboo it made you blush.
“w-what?”
“i’m kidding” he laughed, “i mean.. unless you’re actually into that type of stuff” he cleared his throat, searching for any visible reaction on your face from the corner of his eye.
“n-no, no not at all — that’s wrong, very wrong.” you reasoned, trying to prove your innocence. “you’re nervous” he pointed out. “am not!”
“oh really? your body language is telling me a whole different story” he smiled, “no need to be ashamed about your fantasies”
“i-i’m not ashamed!” you snapped back,“so sensitive..” he chuckled, as you realized your back felt hot and all sweaty.
oh boy did he know how to rile you up.
‘he was only playing.’ you reminded yourself, slowly exhaling.
“let’s get started shall we?” he voiced teasingly - his hand trailed down your abdomen as his finger pads ghosted over your soft skin sensually hovering over your entrance. his touch sent butterflies to abrupt in your tummy, and that’s when you shut your lids tight feeling his digits slip past your folds ever so smoothly. like a dip in warm honey, a slight whimper escaped your lips from the ecstatic feeling.
his thumb crept up to add pressure to your clit, experimentally toying with you. but he wasted no time in setting a steady pace as his experienced fingers lewdly slid in and out of you. you moaned softly, aroused with the excitement exploding through your body.
he began searching for anything abnormal - but of course he put more effort into finding your gspot.
you couldn’t help but yelp once his finger tips curled upwards.
bingo.
it didn’t take him to long to find that sweet gummy spot he’d been looking for as he was already familiar with the female anatomy. your thighs twitched and clamped around his hand as he purposely began to brush up against your sweet spot — aiming his fingertips against that certain nerve making you moan loudly.
he knew exactly what he was doing to you.
your mouth hung open, your eyes searched for his as they twinkled with lust. “feels good doesn’t it?” he asked, breaking through your pleasure. “fuck please” you breathed out.
“hm please what mami?” he praised as his fingers continued their assault on your sobbing cunt, fucking into you in all the right places.
you curiously looked downwards as the visual stimulation sent pleasurable shocks throughout your body.
his other hand came to slap your clit making you jump,
“answer me.”
you opened your mouth but the only thing that came out was a whine.
“i know you aren’t that fucked out, answer me nena.”
“please wanna cum —!” you whined pathetically, shutting your eyes harshly.
that’s when you felt your orgasm approaching, your fingers wrapped around his thick wrist in attempts to stop him before you shattered into pieces.
“is that so baby? wanna cum on your doctors fingers hm?” he teased with that cocky grin of his. the thought of your doctor fingering you so lewdly made your pussy throb.
an intense sensation formed in the pit of your stomach as it slowly began unraveling, but before you could even hit that euphoric bliss he slipped his fingers out with a smug grin, a groan tearing from you throat.
he tore off the blue latex gloves in one swift movement, his fingers teased your slit, obscenely spreading them out as he spat at your clit, the saliva running down and coating your contrasting hole before slipping his ring and middle finger back into your glistening cunt.
the new sensation of his textured finger pads caused a shiver to run down your spine. the feeling of the warm texture rubbing on your bare velvety walls felt so good it had you bucking into his palm.
“such a fucking tight pussy” he growled, his thumb roughly rubbing circles on your sensitive pearl. colorful pigmented dots formed in your eyesight like a static tv before your eyes began rolling back.
you moaned loudly, his fingers skillfully fucking you roughly as your back arched off the leather seat. your pussy clenched around his fingers as he bumped into your gspot again, n again, n again.
and before you knew it you were a whining mess, squirting everywhere and ruining his clothes.
it atleast took you a minute or two to recover, and when you snapped back into reality you found your doctor calmly cleaning you up.
“oh my—“
“i don’t think i’ve ever seen anyone come as hard just from fingering.” he chuckled, “what a show baby, you were so responsive.”
“you’re all healthy dear, come back in a year or so — that was just the beginning.”
part two.
#feistyfreaks#miguel o’hara smut#atsv miguel#miguel o’hara spiderverse#kinktober#spiderman 2099 x reader#miguel fanfiction
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I just cant stop thinking of Earth-42! miles with a reader that falls for prowler first.
(had to rewrite this post because it didnt save the first time *frustration*)
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EARTH-42 MILES MORALES X Reader
I imagine you’ve snuck out, leaving your apartment in the middle of the night unbeknownst to your parents.
Youre walking down to your house under the cover of darkness when quickly you notice your being followed.
You curse silently.
The man behind you is much bigger than you are, and youre not sure you could fight him off if it came to it.
You start taking random turns, leading the man away from your apartment building, but as you being to pass an alley way, he grabs you, ducking you in.
He has you against a wall, his forearm holding your neck to the bricks.
“Youre real beautiful, do me a favor and keep quiet.” You flinch as his voice, hands shaking as your eyes begin to water.
Then suddenly theres a ‘whoosh’ and the man falls to the ground, dead.
You look up to your rescuer, and its the prowler, a well know criminal in the area.
Your heart beats in your ears as he begins to walk away, boots clanking down the sidewalk.
You run after him.
“Thank you!” You say, jogging to keep up with his strides.
“You really saved my ass.”
“It’s dangerous out at night.” He huffs, voiced warbled by the mask. You let out a little chuckle.
“Yeah…” You stop walking.
“Could you walk me home? please?”
The prowler stops walking, most likely contemplating what he should do. Then he lets out another sigh.
“You owe me.” He states firmly, turnning around to face you.
You smile, carefully wrapping your hand around two if his clawed, gloved fingers and leading him in the opposite direction.
The walk was almost silent, you taking occasional glances at the villian by your side. You noticed he had two thick braids that cascaded down his neck.
What you didnt notice was the glances he spared at you.
When the two if you reached your apartment, he watched as you climbed the fire escape to your window. You open it, climbing inside. Then you pole your head back out, mouthing a ‘thank you!’ and waving down at the prowler.
you wait expectantly for him to wave back, smiling once he finally does.
Then he disappears.
You didnt know if you would ever see the masked villian again.
So imagine your surprise two weeks later when theres a knock at your window.
It was around 8pm, you were working on a school assignment when the sound of metal tapping glass hit your ears.
You turn in your spinning chair, eyes widened at the sight of prowler crouched in your window.
You rush to unlock it, pullibg up the glass pane and letting the night air in.
“Missed me?” You ask, trying to mask the shaking in your voice.
“Do you have a digital alarm clock?” He asks, ignoring your question all together.
You think for a moment.
“I might have my old one in my closet.” You say, not giving him a chance to reply before you turned on your heel.
You expected him to follow you, but he didnt, staying perched in the window and looking around your bedroom from the outside.
He waited as you rummaged through your things.
Then suddenly you emerged, holding an alarm clock, the cord trailing behind you.
What do you need it for?” you ask.
“Mechanical parts.” was his vauge reply.
, you hand it to him.
He held it in one of his clawed hands, getting ready to depart. That was until you crossed your arms and loudly cleared your throat.
He looked at you.
“Thank you?” You raise an eyebrow.
“……..Thanks.” He mumbles, just before jumping off the fire escape and disappearing again.
The next time you see him is well over a month later.
Its a little past 3am, and you’re well into needed sleep.
Then theres another knock at you window.
A bunch of knocks actually. You hear the metal tapping sound until you rise from your bed, annoyed to say the least.
When you see Prowler at your window once again, you pick up the pace moving to the window to open it.
This time, as soon as you life the pane, he steps in.
Or he tries to, he trips, his body hitting the ground softly next to your bed.
“Woah- are you alright…” You ask, panicked.
He doesn’t answer.
“Prowler….?” You ask, closing the window.
Still no answer.
“pleasedontbedeadpleasedontbedeadpleasedontbedead…” You press your ear to his metal chest, bending down to his laying position.
Hes breathing.
You sigh in relief.
You sit and think for a moment before carefully sitting him up.
You try your best to remove all the parts of his suit, placing them in a neat pile in your closet as you go.
You realize theres a flesh wound on the side of his ribs, and a couple cuts and bruises elsewhere.
After immense debate, you hesitantly press the button on his mask, letting it move to the side to reveal his face.
Hes…handsome, you realize, and much younger than you imagined. There was a cut on his face and a bruise by his hairline, there was a bit of bleeding in his scalp, you assumed thats what caused him to pass out.
You tiptoe to the bathroom, grabbing a first aid kit and begining to clean him up with a warm rag and bandages.
You even unbraid his hair, dressing the wound in his scalp and braiding it back in a way that wouldn’t irritate the healing.
He doesnt stir in the slightest, seemingly a heavy sleeper.
After you’re finished, you carefully move him to your bed, and cuddle up beside him. You get close, but dont touch him, then slowly you drift off to sleep.
When Miles wakes up, his initial response is panic. He begins to look around, trying to pinpoint where he is.
He flinches as he lifts his arm to rub the sleep from his eyes.
“Good morning.” You say, emerging from the bathroom dressed for school the day.
He watches as you begin to do your hair in the mirror.
“G’mornin.” He mumbles, still watching you.
“How are you feeling?” You ask. He looks down, analyzing how you dressed his wounds.
“Im fine. Sore. You aint do too bad here.” He says. Now you can really hear his accent without the mask.
“Good. Good… you scared me yknow, I was worried.” You mumble.
Miles furrows his eyes, but he keeps quiet.
He watches as you grab you bookbag and your keys.
“Your suit is in my closet. I set out clean towels in my bathroom if you want to shower. My dad is gone for the day, you can make yourself something to eat if you’d like. Leave whenever you want, just please close my window when you go.” You say, hand on the doorframe.
“Okay………..….thank you.” he mumbles, still staring hard at you.
“You’re welcomeee…..” You leave the sentence open.
“…..Miles.” He says softly.
“Miles.” You repeat.
“Get some rest.” You say, opening the door.
“And dont be a stranger.”
His gaze lingers on the doorway even long after you’ve left.
And when you come home, Miles is gone.
The towels are in the hamper, his suit is gone from the closet, your bed is made, and the window is closed, its like he was never there at all.
But then sitting on your desk, theres $300 cash and a small note.
“Thanks again, Hermosa……-Miles”
#miles morales x reader#miles morales#spider man: across the spider verse#across the spiderverse#earth 42#earth 42 miles morales x reader#earth 42 miles x reader#miles x reader
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not me turning notifs on for ur blog 3 (three) times and still not getting them. tumblr hates me and wants to see me suffer confirmed
you have your notifs turned on??? for my blog????
#sobbing#my heart went whoosh#😭😭😭#this is such a big compliment and aksjdkdj#TUMBLR STOP BEING A BITCH
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Hello hello!! You have won a fic request from me!! I know you're still in shadow ban so you can reply to this ask with your request <3
Omygosh...how did I get so lucky?!? Well, it has to involve Stephen, of course. Lemme see...hmmmm...only one thought comes to mind...
Okay 😍 how about mistletoe kisses with Stephen Strange in the festively decorated Sanctum? Perhaps he magics some mistletoe because he's been wanting to kiss female reader for weeks now? Please and thank you!
(seriously, you have no idea how much I've been needing something like this 💙💖)
#dino-fart#mistletoe kisses#yes please#smooches from Stephen#Stephen Strange#Master of the Boom Boom Whoosh#Strangebatch#Master of My Heart
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Oh... my god? Ghost Reporters.
Imagine it. Their office is in the Zone. They literally FEED of hunting for The Next Big Scoop! And Revealing The Truth! Every honest reporter that got silenced for getting a little too close to the facts. The bloody, beating, heart of societies underbelly.
Every Lois Lane that had no Kryptonian to stop some rich and powerful jackals putting them in the ground.
Well Death sure didn't stop THEM! They STILL want answers! But now they have co-wokers. Oh~ and SUPERPOWERS! And best part?
The newly appointed KING is going too and from the living world. That must mean it's okay now, RIGHT? Your majesty? You're not a RAGING HYPOCRITE, aaaaare you? :) 🎤
And... look. Danny knows full well what these piranhas are up too. He's not stupid. But Madeline Fenton raised a lot of things. Fool? Not one of um. That a LOT of reporters with sharp, sharp teeth and bloodlust in their eyes. He wants to half-live.
He compromises. Illusion of control and all that. Yeah, yeah, they all tooootally respect his authority etc. Give them Them Scoop! He, wisely, gets the fuck out of the way. Whoosh! Off they go!
Thats.... probably gonna be a problem. *siiiiiips his morning coffee* But it's not HIS problem. Not right now.
And? Suddenly all these politicians and business leaders are getting fucking AMBUSHED. Oh? You thought you'd get soft ball "aren't I a man of the people. Buy oil!" Bullshit questions? HA! Where were you on June 27th, 1978, at-
And "according to YOUR words, exact quote as follows-"
Just? They BEAT the leader with the STICK. "Oh but you'll lose access". They'd love to see HOW! They can go through WALLS! Answer the question, coward. "Your gonna make powerful enemies!" Oh nooooo, what are they gonna DO?
Shoot us TWICE?
Hey Mr. Family Values! How's the three mistresses your wife doesn't know about?? "No comment"? That's fine. We already have THEIRS. >:D Good luck with your upcoming election!
And like? As newspapers are shutting down and turning clickbait all across the country? This ONE(1) tiny, middle of nowhere town? Somehow has a horrid, horrid, ARMY of Satan's own Reporters. All apparently willing to die for the News. Throwing themselves at dictators and Supervillians alike.
"We see no God here but the Truth" is literally their papers MOTTO.
The damn thing is basicly a BRICK. You get a paperback of news. Entire planet AND THEN SOME. How?! How are they reporting, IN DETAIL, on the break down of talks between two planets 16 galaxies over? Hal says it's accurate. But what Earth paper would even HAVE that information?
And?? The whole town treats this as normal? There are human children, complaining about the weight of papers, because it makes their paper routes a pain in the ass. Soccer moms discussing alien celebrity drama. Farmers muttering over foreign unrest and how it will impact their corn harvest.
Fucking Lex Luthor, clearly deciding to roll with it, coming to sign himself up for a paper. Gaining a new life long Nemesis upon meeting Vladimir Master, whom he decides is both hot and unbearable. Someone is heard shouting "oh god, there's TWO OF THEM!"
And?? Look. Clark isn't MAD. Or JEALOUS. Nor is he in a secret Reporting War with Jerry from the Amity Chronicle. Because that would be petty and childish. He's just SAYING, maybe they should check the place out!
Maybe Jerry is a DICK and deserves it, is all. (Lois stop laughing.)
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PLS WHENEVRR I SEE ANY OF YOUR MEMES I JUST END UP GIGGLING AND SMILING 😼😻
i love you sm pls never leave i love youu mwah 😽😽💋💋
take yourself off anon so i can marry you right NEOW
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“satoru put me down!”
“cmon sweetheart you know I’d never drop you,” he grins, effortlessly walking to the middle of the living room with you in his arms, “hold on tight ‘kay?” he smiles, watching as your eyes grow wide.
“wh-” you’re cut off by your own shriek as the wind around you whooshes, and you feel like you’re free falling for a second before you open your eyes again.
“whoa!” satoru cries, letting go of you for only a moment, enough to make your grip around him tighten and your eyes to screw shut again, “kidding!” he giggles, holding you tighter to his chest and placing a soft kiss to the top of your head.
“i thought i was gonna die!” you cry out, wiggling out of his grip and finally standing on solid ground, a new found gratitude for the floor as you cross your arms over your chest. “I am never doing that again,” you mumble.
satoru pouts at you, groaning a bit as he pulls you into his chest. “cmon baby it wasn’t so bad! you got to be carried by me the whole time!” the cocky grin on his face turns into a sheepish one when you smack his chest repeatedly. “and no traffic!”
“you almost dropped me!” you fight back, trying your best to not smile at the white haired sorcerer, “i saw my life flash before my eyes” you frown.
“technically i only pretended to drop you,” he corrects, but the look in your eyes has him standing up a bit straighter, “not that it matters, i should have never done that and i should definitely repent for my wrong doings.”
he hangs his head low, as he lets out a sigh, “please find it in your kind, beautiful heart to forgive me, my love.” you can’t help as the smile breaks onto your face, shoving him slightly. satoru is quick to lift his head, a charming smile on his lips as he looking at you through the bangs tickling his eyes.
“i guess i can forgive you,” you sigh dramatically, “just this once, next time you’re done for.” satoru nods happily, pulling you into his arms and kissing your face.
just as he presses a soft kiss to your cheek, he’s moving to your ear, his breath sending a chill down your spine as he speaks up. “just for the record, I’d never let you get hurt.”
your mind is a bit hazy as he straightens out, mumbling something about there being a better view across town. you’re only snapped out of your daze when you feel his arms lifting you up, eyes wide as you realize what’s happening.
“gojo don’t you-!” the air is whooshing around you once more, and the familiar drop of your stomach has you shrieking and gripping onto your lover tighter than before.
“calling me gojo now?” he pouts, giggling when you smack him and force him to put you down. “look,” he points, watching as you turn around, mouth agape as you take in the view ahead.
you could see the whole skyline from where you stood, the sunset painting the city in hues of red, oranges and yellows. “okay, maybe it’s a little worth it,” you whisper, giggling as satoru pulls you into his chest. “it’s so pretty up here.”
satoru doesn’t take his eyes off you as he hums in agreement, “beautiful,” he replies, a smile growing on his face as you shove him.
he doesn’t care, giggling uncontrollably when he sweeps you off your feet again, laughing when you shriek as he pretends to lose grip again, apologizing in kisses and setting you down.
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a/n: hi hi just another sweet little something while i finish writing this paper due tonight </3 i hope u guys liked it :3
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