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Prowler!Miles x Gn!Dog-Hybrid!Reader.

Notes: The reader and him aren’t a couple, yet. But they both have feelings for each other. It’s just that miles is constantly teasing the reader by calling them a name they don’t like.

Type: Very short drabble.

Warnings: Miles being kinda dick in a cute way, reader being a simp for a minute, teasing, kinda bullying.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

The sound of your tail hitting the floor went unheard by you as your train of thought only focused on the boy in front of you. His braids falling behind his tone back while he focused on whatever he was working on. Honestly he had told you earlier but you forgot everything else. He was just too handsome.

“Control your tail.” He commented louder and it made you snap out of it. His tone sounding unamused. Grabbing your tail and biting your lip embarrassed, your body now on fire. You muttered a soft apology that he could barely hear over the music. Groaning again he looked back over his shoulder, his eyes looking like the universe to you.

“Speak up, Pup.” He smirked.

You glared harshly at him for a second because of the nickname, you hated it. “Fuck off.” You flipped him off and a very low chuckle roared from his throat. He was amused now at seeing you mad. Turning back around with a light grin on his face to continue whatever he was doing you glared at the back of his head.

I’ll show you a pup.

But your plan failed…Miserably.

After you stood up and tried to ran and give him a surprise attack he had already been planing a attack on his own. Only not physical. Something bright orange and round passed by you and your attention was quick to follow. A ball! Turning around you chased after it and caught it when it hit the ground the first time and bounced back up.

Miles watched you grabbed ahold of the ball and your tail swaying from side to side aggressively. His chest filled with pride that he showed his own point.

“Good job, pup.”

You threw the ball back at him and it would have hit him, if he didn’t move out of the way. He laughed at your facial expression, “Stop calling me that.” You stomped your foot as your tail stood up. He leaned on the table with one hand and raised a brow.

“Or what?”

Gears turned in your head and he could see you trying to comeback with something threatening but it never came. It was priceless. “That’s what I thought, now sit back down.”

“Miles,” his ears caught something he had never heard before. A drop in your voice. “I’ll give you five seconds to run.” He looked down as your claws came out and he could see your teeth grow, a growl coming from your throat. Grabbing ahold of his gloves he smirked ready for some fun.

“Bring it on, pup.”

I know I said that I would only write for Hobie Brown and Miguel O'Hara, but I wrote a fanfic about Miles Morales from Earth 42, and it will be coming soon.. 👀😈

Hero of the day

Summary: You attempted to stop Miles from causing more anomalies in other dimensions by preventing his Canon event. while you do so, you get sent to another dimension and learn some things you didn't know before.

Warnings: Sort of Yandere, Angst, maybe some fluff. Red text = Earth 42 Miles

You knew as soon as Miles stepped into the machine to send him home, it was a bad sign.

All the spidermen came after him, preventing him from causing more anomalies.

"Miles Stop!" You yell out to him as you manage to end up inside with him.

before you could say anything else to back him out of his plan, you get sent to another dimension.

you hit the roof of an apartment building alongside Miles. As you get up from your spot, you realize something is wrong.

this place is different from your original dimension.

"[Name], Why did you follow me?" Miles questions you.

"I wanted to stop you from making a mistake you'd regret." You tell him while still wondering whether or not this place is your dimension.

"It's fine, let's just go to my place and protect my dad." He says as he takes your hand and swings away.

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After a while, you make it to his apartment. As you make your way into his room, you notice his room looks off.

'something is definitely wrong.' You think to yourself.

as you look around his room, Miles tells you that nobody else is home and that it's alright to look around the rest of the apartment.

Just as you're about to enter the kitchen, the front door opens, and in comes someone who you thought was dead.

Uncle Aaron.

"[Name], long time no see." He says to you while pulling you into a hug.

"Hey, it's um.. good to see you too.." You respond with an awkward smile.

you both separate from the hug, and he asks you, "Where's Miles?"

as soon as he said that Miles came in and freezes right in his tracks.

"Uncle Aaron," he says to himself in disbelief.

"Miles, when did you take out your braids?" he questions while holding out his hand for him to shake.

Miles shakes his hand but then pulls him into a hug.

it was a nice moment to see, but you were still on edge about all of this.

"C'mon, he gotta go. we got business to take care of," Uncle Aaron tells him while walking towards the front door.

"What about -" Miles asks before getting suddenly cut off by his uncle, "her too."

you both follow him to the roof of the apartment complex, while up there, you look around, and something catches your eye.

it's a mural of you. You're dead in this dimension.

"Miles.." You call out while still looking at the mural.

he comes over to you and looks to where you're looking and gasps, "Does this mean we're -" Before he can respond, he glitches.

Uncle Aaron looks over at the two of you, then to the mural with a stone cold, dead expression.

Before you could question anything else you feel a prick in your neck and suddenly you feel weak and tired, before you lose consciousness you see a somewhat familiar mask staring at you while holding your body in a loving matter. then you're unconscious.

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You later wake up, and you notice you're no longer on the roof but on a couch in what looks like a living room.

you look around to see Miles tied to a punching bag in the center of the room, with Uncle Aaron working on something in the corner of the room

you try to go over to Miles to untie him, but you don't get that far as you look down to see that you're chained to the couch.

The chain moving must have caught his uncle's attention because, when you look back up, he's staring right at you.

"What the hell is this? why am I chained to the couch?" You question him, but while you do so, you feel eyes staring at you from behind you.

you look behind you, look up the ceiling beams, and see the mask you saw before you lost consciousness.

the figure jumps down and slowly makes its ways to you, your eyes stare in shock, and you start to feel anxious.

The figure stops right in front of you and slowly rests its hand on your cheek.

"You're really here." The masked figure says to you while he begins stroking your cheek with his thumb.

"Who...who are you?" You question while your heart starts to race.

Before he answers, his mask retracts to reveal his face to you, leaving your eyes to go wide and stare at him with disbelief.

"I'm Miles Morales, I'm glad to see you again, amor." He tells you before he goes to plant a kiss on your forehead

"Miles, please just let me go. I don't belong here and I need to go home." You tell him with pleading eyes.

he shakes his head and tisks, "Mami, don't you understand? you're not safe without me being there for you, I already lost my [Name], and I'm not going to lose another." He explains to you.

You look into his eyes with tears threatening to spill out, Miles takes note of this and pulls you into a hug.

"Don't worry princesa, If you stay here I'll protect you from any harm, okay mami?" he tells you.

you don't know what overcomes you, but you nod and accept his offer, and you hug him tighter

he's pleased when you accept his offer, and he places a kiss on the top of your head and then rests his forehead against yours.

"I'll protect you from any harm, mi amor."

A/N: I apologize if this was cringe or poorly written. if you have something you'd like me to write, feel free to request me to write it!