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Poison

Picked Your Poison

(Earth 42 Miles x Black Cat!Reader)

Summary: You, Black Cat, scoffed, laughed, spatted on the government and the police force. It was pathetic and had nothing on you. But what will being forced into a partnership with someone with an opposite ideology do to yours?

Author’s Note: HEYYY POOKIESSS Here’s my new series coming up and tbh idk where it’s going so just give me some recommendations for scenarios down below or just message my inbox :) also for anyone who wants to be in the taglist js comment down below

“You want me to do what?” You appalled your father.

“I want you to partner up with someone.” Your father said again.

Something about your life as Black Cat was that you did not work with partners on the field. You did not want to feel like you were babysitting or watching after someone and their stupid slip ups. You did everything with grace and perfection.

“And who is that?” You stand up from your seat and cross your arms.

Just then from the shadows of the big empty library of your home emerged a man. Tall and thin with a bald head. He made his way by your father’s side. You looked at them confused and then pointed to the unknown man but his father shook his head.

“Nah not me. I’m the one that trained your partner.” The man explained.

“Not my partner.” You mumbled underneath your breath in aggression.

“They are actually here, right now.” Your father explains.

You already knew who it was. There was no one on the ground around you, there was no one else in the building, well until now. They’re on the ceiling, you knew only one vigilante who had this style of stealth and this level of skill as well as you. The Prowler.

You look up and see the Prowler hanging upside down with his feet planted on the ceiling with his arms crossed.

You and the Prowler’s style were so different. The Prowler emitted this sense of intimidation and forced justice but also a picture of new hope for Brooklyn. He’s the police force Brooklyn wished they had. But Black Cat made the government look pathetic by taking on big heists that made history, even at your young teenage career. Black Cat laughed at the police force and caused chaos in Brooklyn. Whatever Black Cat destroyed the Prowler tried to fix.

He detached from the ceiling and flipped and landed on his wet quietly. He stood up straight next to your side and stood taller than you. Something struck you.

“Wait if y’all know each other?” You ask your father and the unknown man. “Then does that mean you know our…” Your voice trailed.

Your father and the man nodded. You looked in shock and looked up at the Prowler. They knew your identities. Another person knows about your identity besides your father, and possibly the man standing next to you.

The mask stared at you and it soon began retracting. A face revealed, a face you knew damn well from school. The playboy of Visions Academy, Miles G. Morales. Underneath your silver metal chrome eye mask your eyes widened.

The infamous Miles Morales. The boy that has a new girl on his lips every week, living an alternate life. Every time your school’s morning announcements talked about the Prowler they were talking about him, the same boy in your studio art class.

All while Miles couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Your body in your tight black suit that was slightly unzipped at the neck showing your neck and part of your chest, utility straps on your thighs and legs, matching all with Panda Dunks. Your wide chrome masked covered your eyes as he saw himself through them like a mirror.

You then made your mask retracting and formed at the side of your temples.

And in the slightest way you see Miles jump in shock and his eyes widened. His eyes scanned up and down your body.

Miles was in shock, the girl he was just admiring her body is the same girl from his art class. He blushed slightly in embarrassment.

“Golden girl (Y/n) (L/n).” Miles comments as he puts his hands into his jacket. You then put your hands on your hips.

“Playboy Miles Morales.” You said with venom.

“You know him?” Your father asks.

“Yeah he goes to school with me.” You respond without breaking eye contact with Miles.

You and Miles’ glared at each other, trying to fight for dominance. Just then Miles finally broke gaze and looked at the adults. You chuckled to yourself.

“You two are going finally put the police in place.” Your father explained.

“You both know how fucked up the police force is.” Miles’ mentor pitched in.

“It’s pathetic-“

“It’s unjust-“

You’re shocked. You look at Miles and Miles’ head snaps towards you as well. Both of you looked at each other in confusion as well as shock. You knew of the Prowler’s ideal of vigilante and making the wrongs in the police force right by saving crime in the way he sees suit, but you didn’t see how passionate he was about it.

While you on the other hand laughed at the police force and government. You took the fucked up system and bent it for you to commit crimes without serving the time.

“We will have meetings regularly about your guys’ actions.” Your father explained. “But until we make our move, you two get acquainted with each other.”

The two men began walking towards the door. Once they were out the door the door closed with a loud thud. And like a switch you began building your boundaries.

“Ok listen here you fucking prick,” you quickly turn your body towards Miles with your arms crossed. Miles turned towards you too.

“Just cause you and me gon be working together doesn’t mean I’m gon be one of your lil girls aight? This thing,” you motion between you and Miles. “Don’t mean you gon get anything from me.”

Miles crosses his arms and steps closer with you with a smirk. You didn’t falter from your spot as you glared up at him with crossed arms.

“You know,” Miles brings his hand up to your chin. “It’s hot when you yell at me.”

“And I bet I ain’t the first one to.”

You snear at him and swat his hand harshly. Sadly it only made him smirk more and he gripped your wrist firmly as he tried to pull you in closer.

“Nahh you the first one to put me in my place.”

Miles face was so close to yours as he looked at your pissed off expression with a smirk. You were fuming, there was no way you could work with a guy like him. Your guys’ ideologies are so different. But you knew how you can push his buttons, push him to the edge.

A smirk came to your face as you stepped closer to him. His eyes widened slightly at the sudden closeness.

“And don’t expect this to be the last time.” You whisper against him.

Your chrome clawed glove dragged along his sharp jawline. Your hand falling down his next all while holding eye contact. His breath was stuck in his throat, he didn’t know how to reach. Miles never had a girl act so bold towards him. His body melted into your nail and into your hand.

Your hand fell down to his chest as you noticed his sudden ease. Your smirk fell off your face as you roughly planted your hand to his chest and pushed him away from you. His breath is pushed out of his lungs harshly at your sudden shove. He stumbles back a couple feet as you begin walking away from him with your back to him.

His eyes falling to the curve of your spine. He knew now that in the day you were miss perfect student. But in the night, you were dangerous, dangerous to society and to him.

“You’ve picked your poison, Morales.” You said bitterly.

#miles morales x reader #miles morales x y/n #spider man across the spider verse #spider man #spiderman #miles morales #across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #earth 42 miles morales #earth 42 miles morales x black cat!reader

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Hello Hello! ✌🏽 can you do a earth 42 miles x reader were she has sensitive ears and miles tends to tease her and bite them and be all like "my my what sensitive ears you have be a shame for someone to bite them". 😈💟

Wall Hugger

Earth 42 Miles x Reader

Summary: You’re known as the life of the party, yet untouchable. Nobody would dare catch you while you were throwing it during partys. All because everyone knew of the infamous wall hugger, that for the first time caught some. Your not-so-sneaky link, Miles G. Morales.

WARNINGS: Clothed grinding, sneaky links, ear biting

Author’s Note: Reader and Miles are aged up to college age!!! But besides that, I am sorry this took awhile to get out there but I wanted to finish my series before I did this. AND I really want more people to request stuff 🥰

The house was filled with bodies, rap music, the aroma of alcohol, and smoke coming from mouths. Every corner of the house and up the stairs were filled with strangers making out and more…obscene things going on upstairs.

You were dancing like it was the last night of your life. Your friend, Lana’s, hand was in your’s high up in the air as you two danced together. Your hips swayed back and forth, knowing all well who is staring.

You turn your head and through the multiple people you meet dark brown eyes staring into you. He leaned against the wall as many of his friends stood next to him talking to each other. But he himself was out of the conversation, all of his attention was on you, keeping tabs on everything you do, every movement, every sway. Miles G. Morales.

And as he stared at you all you could do was smirk at him, knowing all well who’s bed you’ll end up in the morning. You looked back at Lana and saw her lips moving, trying to talk to you. You bring your ear close to her to try and here what she was saying.

“Girl go get your manz!” Lana yelled over the loud music.

“Just give me a sec!” You yelled back.

And almost on command your guys’ song comes on, Under the Influence by Chris Brown. Slow and sensual music. You look at Lana who already knew what was going to happen. You two let go of each other’s hands and you bring your hands up into your hair, pushing it up slightly and look over at Miles.

His eyes scanned down your body and got hooked onto your hips. You swayed them back and forth as you stared at him, looking at his reaction. He bits down on his bottom lip slightly and pushes his body off of the wall. He pushes pass his friends and they all looked at him walking up to you. They all chuckle as they stare at their friend make his move.

He walks up to you and you turn your back towards him, giving him what he wants. He makes his place behind you and places his large hands on your waist. Your hands fall away from your hair and go behind you to place itself on the back of his neck. You feel his breath against your ear sending shivers down your spine causing you to press your body against him more, moving your hips into his pelvis as he grinds into you.

You bit the bottom of your lip as you kept on feeling his breaths down the shell of your ear. He knew what he was doing, he always knew how to get to you and how to get you rilled up.

“Hi mama,” Miles whispers into your ear as a low moan escapes your mouth, feeling his member slowly becoming hard mixed with his breath against his ear.

“Hi Miles,” You respond breathily.

You continue to rub your ass against Miles’ pelvis as he presses himself firmly against you, pulling on your hips.

“How about after this,” Miles begins to peck kiss against your ear. You began to feel like putty in his hands. You wanted to fall to your knees right then and there but his hands on your waist kept you stable. “I continue this back at my place wit you.”

Miles began to bite onto your ear. Another low moan escaped your mouth which Miles was able to hear.

“I’ll take that as a yes, mamas.” Miles chuckles.

Miles grip the becomes firmer and he continues his gentle abuses are your ear.

“You’re all mine, mama. Ain’t no one gon take all of this.” His hand glides down lower and squeezes your ass firmly.

#miles morales x reader #miles morales x y/n #spider man across the spider verse #spider man #spiderman #miles morales #across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #earth 42 miles morales

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Sneakers

Earth 42 Miles x Reader

Summary: You spend the day hanging out with your friends at the mall when a fine ass boy notices your shoes.

Author’s Note: Just a little idea I had since I myself are a big sneaker head 🤓 just something cute and flirty

You and your group of seven friends had been spending your day at the mall. All of your had a bag or two in your hands until you all agreed to go to the floor court to finally get some lunch. Once you all found a table big enough to seat all of you you all went off to divide and conquer to see what foods we all wanted. You and two of your friends, Devin and Christa, went over to the wings place.

You all stood looking up at the menu with your arms crossed. You looked down from the menu for a second and catch a glimpse of a pair of shoes a few feet next to you. A pair of purple Air Jordan 1’s, the same ones you were wearing. You look back and forth at your feet and the mystery person and smile slightly.

‘How serendipitous.’ You thought to yourself.

The feet began to move forward towards the register. You follow where the feet connect, gray sweatpants, white tank top, muscular arms, and you were met with the back of a head with two braids down his collar. You huff in frustration that you could not see his face. By his height and physique you could make out he was around your age.

You stood behind him, waiting in line, and once he finished ordering you quickly looked up at him. Damn he’s fine. Chiseled face, full lips, and slender eyes. You quickly look away before he could catch you and go up to order. Once you finished ordering you began to pull out your card.

“Oh actually,” The cashier spoke up. “That dude actually paid for your meal.”

He points behind you and you follow his finger. You saw Air Jordan boy with one of his friends as he crossed his arms and smirked slightly at you.

“Oh ok,” You say to the cashier as you put your card away and he handed you the receipt. “Thank you.”

You begin walking towards the boy who says something to his friend before he goes walking off somewhere, leaving just you and him. He looks at you up and down as you approach him.

“Thank you for paying for me, sneakers.” You thank him with a small smile.

He looks down at his shoes and then your shoes. A small chuckle leaves his lips as he looks back down at you with a smirk.

“Well look at that.” He takes another scan over your body. “Well, I was wondering that since I paid for your food,” he begins taking out his phone from his pocket. “I could get your number, pretty girl.”

You smirk at his boldness with a slight heat to your face. You take his phone into your hand and create a new contact in his phone, making your name ‘Pretty Girl 🥴’ in his phone.

“You bold bold pretty boy,” you smirk and hand back his phone. “I like that.”

He takes back his phone as he gently grazes your hand. He looks down at looks at your contact name. He bites down on his bottom lip and smiles slightly as he looks at you through his eyebrows.

‘Oh my god he is so fine’

“And what is pretty girl’s name?” Mystery boy asks.

“You don’t needa know my name if you gon just call me pretty girl.” You flirted.

You liked this thing that you and this boy had going on. You two flirting back and forth. Usually you rarely flirted with guys that were cocky and if they weren’t and you were the one to make the move you they were too flustered to play your game. But this boy he carried himself with confidence and had things to back it up. He was handsome, had great style, and tall.

The boy shrugs with his lip pouting slightly. You smile, showing your teeth slightly.

“(Y/n).” You reply.

“A pretty name for a pretty girl.” He takes your hand into his and brings it up to his lips, kissing your knuckle gently. “Miles.”

You smile at his boldness as he looks up at you through his eyebrows.

“Miles” you let his name roll off your tongue.

#miles morales x reader #miles morales x y/n #spider man across the spider verse #spider man #spiderman #miles morales #across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #earth 42 miles morales

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Forgive Me Mi Ángel

(Earth 42 Miles x Spiderwoman!Reader)

Summary: Months after you had passed away due to Miles’ duty as the Prowler, Miles had to go through so much with depression without you by his side. He has only thought about himself as a monster and nothing else. But what happens when he learns in another universe you are still alive, with him?

Author’s Note: Heyyy this is part 2 to ‘I am so sorry mi Ángel’ and I hope y’all like it as much as the first part :)

Fear struck your body, you knew you weren’t suppose to be here. This isn’t your universe and you knew that once you saw Uncle Aaron, in the flesh. This universe was much darker, much colder. There was no Spider-Man in this universe.

You sat at the counter top table of what use to be Uncle Aaron’s apartment, but much more dark with weapons and numerous gym equipment in the studio. Miles was tied up to the punching, knocked out. But here you are, sitting on at the counter top table, untouched while still in your torn up Spider-Woman suit.

You kept questioning to yourself why they knocked out Miles but left you untouched and even sat you down comfortably in the apartment with no restraints. Yet you still kept your guard up, knowing that this could be a trap.

You heard chains and squirming and you turned around quickly to see Miles stirring awake.

“Miles.” You whisper quietly which caught his attention.

“(Y/n) oh thank god. You’re ok.” Miles let’s out a sigh of relief.

Just then behind you comes up Uncle Aaron. He walks past you as he presses a button that raises the punching bag that Miles was strapped to. His feet now dangling.

Uncle Aaron walks past Miles and continues to set things up and move things around as Miles anxiously tries to explain your guys’ situation. Just then a shiver and ringing went through your ears and you see Uncle Aaron swing at the punching bag with the all familiar claw.

Your heart drops, breaks. Fear shook you to your core at the sight. But you soon eased once you saw the punching bag turn and see Miles with a frightened expression.

But soon after you felt numerous cramps around your body spasm your body. You let out a groan as you glitched and gripped onto the counter to catch you breath. It soon stopped and you pant in and out, in and out. You look up and see Uncle Aaron looking at you with a stern look which you matched while Miles kept on rambling.

“There is no Spider-Man here, is there?” You ask.

Uncle Aaron did not answer, the room was quiet. Until a deep distorted voice came from above you.

“There was.”

You quickly look up and you see someone perched on the top of the ceiling. Like a predator, the fear felt like deja vu to you somehow.

He flipped down and hung down from the wooden plank and soon dropped to his feet. He was in front of you with his back turned as he walked over to Miles. Uncle Aaron throws him the claw and he catches it. The claw retracts and contracts onto his hand as he makes his way to Miles.

The presence of him was fearful, intimidating. The fear inside of you was hot, it made your ears ring hard.

He soon stops in front of Miles just a couple steps away from him.

“Your father is still alive?” The unknown man asks.

“What?”

“Your father,” He repeats. He slowly looks over his shoulder and looks at you. “And (Y/n).”

You look at him surprised. How did he know your name? Was there a you in this universe? What happened? So many questions ran through your head.

“Who are you?” Miles asked.

The tension grew in the room. You and Miles anticipated the answer. Soon the Prowler mask began to retract from his face. Two braids fell down and Miles is shocked at the face in front of him. But you could only see the back of the braided head.

“I’m Miles Morales.” He responded as Morales rolled off of his tongue. “But you, you could call me the Prowler.”

Your heart sunk. The Miles in this universe was the opposite of the Miles you knew, your Miles. This Miles was dark, intimidating, had a vicious job, and his demeanor was much different.

But a question still lingered in your head. What happened to you? You stayed seated on the stool but you finally found the guts to speak up.

“Miles,” You say.

Both of them looked at you and you were shocked by how similar but different the two looked. Your Miles looked like he was in fear but this Miles looked at you with a stern but soon softened expression.

“What happened to me?”

The unknown Miles looked at the ground with his shoulder slumped down slightly. He let out a deep sigh. He was carrying something mentally and you knew it. He remained silent.

“She ain’t your girl, Miles.” Uncle Aaron spoke up. “You did nothing to her.” He said as he points to you.

“Yeah but I still did something to her!” Miles shouted with pent up emotion.

You slightly jumped back at the sudden change of environment. Miles looked back at you, eyes full of pain. His face was tired, worn out with eye bags. You saw his eyes begin to brim with tears. You heart slightly teared, even though he wasn’t yours, he was still yours.

“Miles,” You say as you walk towards him.

You gently place your hand on the claw which made him jump slightly and he pulled away his claw from your hand.

“What happened to me?” You repeat your question.

After a couple of seconds of silence Uncle Aaron moves from his spot and places his hand on this Miles’ shoulder. He soon walks away and goes into a different room. Something happened to you and Uncle Aaron knew it.

The claw soon retracted from his hand and fell to the ground with a loud thud. This Miles hands quickly go to your one and brings it close to his mouth slightly. You look at your Miles, slightly awkward, but he looked at this Miles like he understood what was happened. Like he understood what he was feeling.

“You lost her didn’t you?” Your Miles asks.

This Miles shakes his head and grips your hand firmer in a reassuring way. After a couple more seconds of more silence, and you still confused, Miles interjects again. His expression was shocked and almost heartbreaking as he pieced together the pieces.

“We didn’t-” This Miles nods.

“I didn’t only lose her,” This Miles says as he pulls your hand away from his mouth but still holding it. “I…killed her.”

You were frightened, you were scared. Your killer is right in front of you with his hands holding yours, the very hands that murdered you. And not only that it was your boyfriend, someone you trusted who had killed you. You wanted to help this boy but you were scared. You quickly snapped your hand away out of fear but soon regretted after seeing his sulked eyes.

“Mi corazón please,” And for a moment this Miles thought he was talking to his (Y/n), his girl. “If I knew it was you I wouldn’t have touched you ever. I wouldn’t have done it.”

He spoke with such pleading as he held out his hands towards you. This man that had such an intimidating demeanor just seconds ago turned into a scared and frightened boy.

“Please,” He reached out to your hand carefully. Once his hands connected to yours he held it with such tenderness and care, something familiar that your Miles did.

“It was a mission and y-your birthday was c-coming up,” His voice was shaky and scared, just like how you felt. “T-the money was g-good-“

“What was I in this universe, Miles?” You interrupted. Your question brought Miles down to Earth and remembered you weren’t his (Y/n).

“You were Spider-Woman.” You knew it. “It was a mission to go after and kill you.” The word made you feel frightened as your killer held your hand.

His eyes started to brim with tears as the memory washes over him. He felt like he was back in that moment as he described it to you.

“You didn’t know I was the Prowler but yet your last words to me was just my name.” Miles explained. “I-I didn’t know why you said m-my name. I don’t know if it was cuz you figured it out n I-I didn’t know or if you were just thinkin’ bout me.” He began to stutter.

“Forgive me mi Ángel.” He pleaded.

Your heart hurt for him. You could only imagine if you or even your Miles had went through. Losing his dad and his girlfriend. It was hard and you knew it. But it still was not your place to speak on behalf of someone who is gone in this universe.

You pull both of Miles’ hands together and hold them into yours. You look up at him at his brim tear eyes.

“Miles,” You start. “If your (Y/n) was anything like me I know she loved you with her whole heart.” You look over at your Miles with a small smile before looking back at this Miles. “And if she were anything like me, she would forgive you. At this moment she would comfort you, tell you that everything was ok and fine, tell you it was not your fault. It may take awhile to accept yourself after this but I hope you know that I would still see you as what you are,” You pause. “A human that I love.”

This man with such an intimidating demeanor was soon turned into a hurting boy. Tears fell down his face as he soon began to forgive himself slightly.

“Thank you, mi corazón”

#miles morales x reader #miles morales x y/n #spider man across the spider verse #spider man #spiderman #miles morales #across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #earth 42 miles morales

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You Sly Cat Pt 5 (Miles Morales x Black Cat!Reader)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Summary: After being bit by the Delvadian Spider you had been feeling…odd until you finally decide to see what it could mean. As happy as you and Miles are about that night, you two also fought about that night after Miles discovered what you did.

WARNINGS: arguments and yelling, makeout, and choking

Author’s Note: Hey pootiesssss I just want to say thank you everyone for the love for this series and it is kinda sad this series is coming to an end. But I can promise that I have something in story for y’all 😉

Once you got home you were over the moon about everything. The kiss, the makeout, your first hickey, and especially the heist. But as you got ready for bed you could not get a stressful thought in your head. The bite.

Your father had told you tales of the Delvadian Spider Idol and it’s ability to give powers to those who are destined. But you never knew how the powers were given.

Ever since that idol unexpectedly bit you before Miles had found you your mind had seemed more sharp, your instincts have become deeper, like a cloud had cleared in your mind that you didn’t even know about.

Once you washed your face you had gone out of your room and walked down the cold empty hall to your house library.

You pulled the wooden door open and shelves and shelves of books were revealed all the way to the top of the ceiling like from Beauty and the Beast.

You made your way to the history section and went through and alphabetized books. ‘The Delvadian Spider Idol and Its Tales.’

You pulled the book out from its nook and you sat down at one of the wooden tables and turned on its lamp. You went to the table of contexts and skimmed through the titles of tales. ‘The Bite’

You go to the page of The Bite and find a page which was photodoced from an original book that had tan and slightly torn pages. You read through the lines of a poem style story.

A thieving hand with such grace and demand as a cat

The same hand which came down from blood to blood

One blissful night would end one of the cat’s life

Her paw being somewhere she had been training for

For her crimes she shall be bitten

And she shall be reborn into her nemesis’ species

That of a spider whom she learned to love and cherish

While her spider had continued to do the good

She had learned to become the spider who bites venom into those who do bad

But her cat mindset is still in place as she continues her old ways

The black cat who had become the night spider

From the bite of the Delvadian Spider

You were in shock and awe at the poem. Your head began to spin as you read the poem again and again and again. You flipped the page and found the description of the poem and the synopsis.

The story was a prophecy since the time of ancient Egypt. Your head continued to spin and your breath quickened. There was a prophecy about you. It could not be right, these kind of things are suppose to be fairy tales or something crackheads believe in.

You eagerly tried to skim the pages for more answers but there were no more. You got up from your seat eagerly and began backing away from the book in shock like it was cursed. Your back hit one of the bookshelves and your hands pressed firmly against the books.

You push off of the wall and two books were stuck to your hands. You look down at your hands and your eyes widened. You try and open your hands and turn them upside down and the books stick to your hands.

The black cat who had become the night spider

That line ran through your head continuously.

The Black Cat who had become the Night Spider

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Through the whole weekend you began to hone your new found power of climbing and web slinging. Taking up more time of acrobatics as well as calisthenics and boxing.

But you were found with an ultimatum. Do you continue your work as Black Cat or do you clean it up? And how would Miles react about the Delvadian Spider?

As Monday approached you were terrified of so many things. What was Miles going to say when he finds out about the relic? Is he going to rat you out? You could care less about what people are going to say about the current hickey on your neck. The only thing you were worrying about was Miles.

“Hello mi cielo (my heaven).”

You stood in front of your locker and jumped slightly as a hand comes to your hip from behind you. You look over your shoulder and see Miles. You were conflicted whether you should be scared or happy to see him right now. Miles gives you a kiss on the cheek as you pull out the last book you need for the day.

“Hi handsome.” You say with a smile.

The feeling of having guilt about keeping such a big secret from Miles kept eating at you. As Miles kept on kissing your cheek with his hands on your waist you could not help but feel guilty. You needed to tell him the truth about everything.

“I have something to tell you after school.” You tell Miles.

“Why not right now?” Miles asks you as he moves to stand next to you now.

“It has something to do with,” You pause. “A cat and a spider.”

Miles nods and the bell rings. You two give a quick kiss to each other on the kiss and go your separate ways. But the eating and sinking feeling in your stomach still lasted.

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Just as you got out of your first class it was the 15 minute break. But then just as you walk out you feel a hand grab your arm and yank you in the opposite direction of where you were walking to.

“Excuse me-“ You immediately stop talking as you see it is Miles.

Miles was clearly pissed off as he kept your hand on your forearm firmly as he pulls you through the halls. You were nervous. You have never seen Miles this mad and aggressive towards you.

He opens one of the janitor’s closets underneath the stairs and pushes you inside of it. He quickly closes the door shut and lock it.

“Why hello to you too Miles-“

“You did what?” Miles asks you in disbelief.

Your eyes widened. You knew exactly what he was talking about. His arms were crossed and he bent down to your head level, making you feel small and cornered. His eyes were dark as he glared at you.

“I-I don’t know what-“

“Don’t play stupid with me (Y/n) you’re smart as hell.” Miles says with venom. You were scared about what Miles may do.

“Ok I did do it,” You finally admitted as you covered your eyes for a second. “But I was going to tell you after school, I promise.”

He brings himself back to his height and glares down at you.

“What the fuck (Y/n)?” His voice scared you. “You still stole the Delvadian Spider? When did you even get the chance?”

You stayed silent as you began to fondle with one of your rings and looked down at your feet. Miles’ eyes widened.

“Was it when we kissed?” You stayed silent but it was an answer enough for Miles. “I cannot believe you (Y/n).”

“It was for my dad Miles.” You finally spoke.

“But you still did it.” Miles’ voice begins to raise.

“I was going to tell you-“ Your voice began to match Miles’.

“That doesn’t help (Y/n).”

“It’s not like I had a choice.”

“But you did (Y/n)-“

“No I didn’t Miles!” Your voice frightens Miles. “You don’t understand Miles! This was for my family! That whole heist was for my family!”

You were fuming. Your ears were hot and your eyes began to brim with tears. Miles went quiet at you yelling at him. You take a deep breath and look up at Miles. You slowly walk up to him and glare up at him.

“Why won’t you understand?” You ask.

“Maybe it’s because you’re breaking the law.” Miles snaps back.

“No, why won’t you understand that this is my life Miles. If you can’t accept my criminal life then you can’t be a part of my ‘perfect’ good girl life.” You sneer.

Miles eyes widened ever so subtly.

“Leave me alone Miles.”

You push him aside and open the door to walk away. You felt your eyes beginning to pool and burn as you tried your hardest not to.

“(Y/n) wait,” Miles tries to catch up to you but he loses you in the crowd.

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You needed something to get you mind off of Miles and the argument. Your hands ran down the sides of your neck as you stared out of the open balcony window. You wanted to take your new abilities on a test run. You wanted to push to see how far you could go with them.

You pushed the door opens and shot your webs and slung yourself over the building and onto the next. You kept on swinging through the city until the sun went down and the city was soon dark. Just as you were about to leap across the next building you saw a bank with a broken window.

You hear police sirens about 10 minutes away from the scene. You crouched down and tried your best to peek into the inside. You made out three figures running around the inside with numerous of bags.

You took a deep breath and shot a web towards the windows. You pull forcefully and break the window even more and land on your feet. The three men look at you and quickly pull out guns from their waists.

“Hello boys.” You smirk.

You shoot webs at two of the guns and pull them away and throw them at the head of the middle man with a gun still in hand. The man is hit in the head with the two guns and knocks out cold quickly. One of the two remaining men run up to you and tries to throw a punch but you meet his gut with a kick. You shoot a web at his neck and yank him down into the ground. Knocked out cold.

The last remaining man tried to throw himself at him but you moved to side and tripped him. Yes, it was childish but it was still funny. You shoot a web at his two feet and connects it to the ceiling. His head dangled in front of you as he kept on try to escape. You give him a sinister smirk right before giving him a jab to the face.

Before you could do anything else blue and red lights lit up the dark room. But then you also noticed a new shadow swinging in behind you. Before anything could happen you run and leap out of the window and shoot a web up at the building across the street.

“Wait!” You heard Miles yell.

You continued to run, leap, and swing. As you leaped from a building you felt a web connect to your back and yanking you back from midair. His hands grip onto your wrist with his chest pressed against your back. You tried to pull away from his grip but Miles pulled your arms behind your back, webbed them together, and spun you around to see him.

“(Y/n), (Y/n) wait we need to talk.” Miles wraps his arms around you as you tried to wrangle out of his embrace.

“Let go of me Miles!” You yell in his face as you tried to aggressively pull away from Miles. But to no avail he kept you in his arms.

Your faces just barely touched. You slowly began to stop wiggling around and settled down in his arms. But he did not let you go.

“What do you want, Morales.” You say bitterly. A pain but also flustered feeling struck into Miles as he heard your aggressiveness.

“I have two things to say. I am so sorry about how I snapped at you today.” You began to ease up. “Even though I think it is bad it is still your life. And I will still support you and your decisions.”

“Thank you Miles.” You finally felt relieved.

“And two. The relic, it bit you didn’t it?” He asks.

You let out a sigh and turn your head to the side and nod meekly. Miles looks at you in disbelief underneath his mask. Your stomach began to twist and turn, afraid of what Miles has to say about your role now.

“I was going to tell you about this after school too.”

Miles nods in a reassuring way.

“So what are you gonna do?”

You carefully take your claw and cut the web. Once your hands break free you place them on the sides of Miles’ neck.

“What’s that thing you said?” You ask him.

Miles hands go down to your hips and pulls you in against him. Your nail lifts Miles’ mask up and you pull it up so that his nose and lips are revealed. A smirk comes to his lips.

“What?” He asks. You bring your face closer to Miles’.

“Imma do my own thing.” You say in a breathy tone against his lips.

A smile crept onto Miles’ face and you matched it. You slightly bit your lip as you looked down at Miles’ lips.

“I love you.” Miles scoffs as he begins pulling in to kiss you.

Your eyes widened and slightly push Miles’ chest away from you but Miles’ grip is still on your hips. You looked at Miles in shock and you could tell he was confused underneath the mask as his lips are still puckered to kiss you.

“You love me?” You ask him in disbelief.

It finally hits Miles as his mouth drops slightly. He begins to scramble for words.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry! I-I didn’t mean to scare you! I-I mean I do mean it, I-I love you really-“

You grab Miles’ face and pull him into a kiss. Miles deepens the kiss and wraps his arms around your waist. Your arms fling around Miles’ neck and you turn your head to push into the kiss more.

You gently pull away from the kiss but left just enough space between you and Miles that your noses are just barely touching.

“I love you more mi vida.”

Miles smirked as he kissed you again. Your hands rested on the back of his head as his tongue explored your mouth. One of his hands left your waist and reached up to gently snake his fingers around your neck. You let out a small gasp into his mouth and you smiled into the kiss.

“Spider-Man,” You say between your kiss as it began to get more eager.

“Black Cat,” Miles replied as his grip on your neck slightly tightened.

“If I go down you’ll go down with me.” You say sinisterly and flirty.

Miles lips go down back to your neck as he lets go of it. His lips go back to your hickey he inflicted and began to abuse it with kisses, sucking, and gently biting your neck.

“You promised you’ll take me to heaven and hell.” He says against your neck. “Keep that promise.”

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“Girl did you see this?” Roxie yells from across the halls as she approaches you and Miles.

You and Miles look at Roxie in confusion and embarrassment as she runs through the crowd. Miles’ arm was slung over your shoulder and your finger was linked to one of his.

Roxie finally gets to you two and she holds up her phone to you two. You grab hold of the phone and Miles crouches down slightly to look at what is on the screen. It was a Instagram post with over 3.4 million likes from the official Instagram account for Brooklyn. Your and Miles’ eyes widened.

It was picture of you and Miles from last night. Black Cat and Spider-Man on top of the building with the full moon behind you two. You two kissing and arms engulfing each other.

Your ears began to get hot and you look at the caption.

‘The enemies to lover, the cat and spider. Brooklyn’s hottest couple?’

You look up at Miles as you two look at each other in shock. A blush comes to your face as Roxie takes back her phone.

“I would’ve never thought Spider-Man could handle allat.” Roxie exclaims.

Your jaw drops and Miles begins chuckling. His lips go to the top of your head as you hear his chuckles through your hair. Miles’ mouth then goes to your ear.

“I’m pretty sure he could handle allat.” Miles whispers into your ear with a smirk.

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Surprise

Earth 42 Miles x Reader

Summary: You get your nails done and decide to add a little surprise for Miles in them. Little do you know you’re going to get a surprise too.

Author’s note: hiii pookiesss so this is a little thank you on over 450 followers!!! Thank you all for the love and support for everything so here’s a little something for y’all 🫶🏽 it’s a little short but it’s just something

You sat in the leather seat of the clean white nail salon. You were with your regular nail tech as she held your hand as she painted on the black French tip. After she had cured it she rubbed in purple chrome powder and brushed off the excess. She finally got to the part you were most excited for.

She peeled off an M from the nail sticker sheet that was filled with gold letters in a Roman font. She peeled it off with tweezers and placed it on your left ring finger.

You smiled as she finally put on the top coat.

“After being with this guy for 10 months you finally get his initial on your nail.” Your nail tech chuckled and you laughed a little too.

“What’s he look like anyway?” She asks and you smirk.

After one of your hands finished curing you pulled out your phone and turned it on. A picture of Miles with a straight face with his signature puffer on as he walked through the city was on your screen as your Lock Screen and wallpaper.

You turn the phone towards your nail tech and you see her eyes widen and her jaw drop.

“Rightttt” You smirk.

“Damn girl you done good.”

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The buzz of the razor buzzed along Miles’ head as his barber held his forehead up as he lined him up. He finishes and goes to the back of Miles’ head and lifts Miles’ hair that was currently unbraided.

“To be sure you want an (your initial) right?” His barber asks him.

“Yup.” Miles pops his lips.

“Aight I got you.”

He begins cutting out the letter of your first initial with sharp and smooth edges at each curve of the letter.

“So who’s the girl?” His barber asks.

“Uhh my same girl.” Miles responds with a chuckle.

“Oh shit y’all still together?”

“Hell yeah.” Miles says with a slight smile which shocked his barber once he finished and looked at Miles through the mirror.

He turns Miles around and hands him a hand held mirror. Mikes holds the mirror up and sees your initial cut so sharp and smooth.

He smirked, knowing you were going to love it.

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You get home and place your purse on your desk as you plop onto your bed. You waited anxiously as you were expecting to see Miles now after his haircut. You got all of his products out of your bathroom and placed them on your desk. You made sure you had everything ready to braid his hair after his haircut.

You hear a knock on the door and you smile. You open the door and you see Miles with a fresh cut and his curls tied into a ponytail.

You smiled at him, finding him even more attractive with a fresh cut. You give him a kiss on the lips and he kisses back with his hand on your neck.

“Hi you.” You say with a smile as you pull away.

“Hi ma’” He responds as he makes himself comfortable in your room.

You two headed into the bathroom and he got himself into position with his back against the edge of your tub. You took off the shower head and began to wash his hair.

Your fingers ran through his hair as his eyes rolled back at the amazing feeling of your fresh set. The way your long sharp nails scratched his scalp made him feel like he was in heaven.

“Ouuu you got a new set too huh?” He asks.

“Yeah, just before you got here.”

“You use my card, right?” He asks and you roll your eyes.

“Yeah.”

“Good.” Miles says with a smirk.

Once you washed and blow dried his hair he sat himself at the foot of the bed. You hopped onto your bed and swung your legs over his shoulders. He instinctively grabbed your calves.

You finished braiding his hair and once you oiled it you handed him the mirror. He turned his head side to side as he looked at his new braids and cut. He licked his lips and gave you a small smile.

“Perfect everytime.” Miles says.

He places his hands on your thighs and pushes himself up off of the ground. He gives you a kiss and you bring your hands to his neck.

You open your mouth and his tongue begins exploring your mouth. Your hands go to the back of his neck and you feel the prickle of his cut hair. But something felt different, a few indents here and there in the form of lines.

You pull away from the kiss and look at Miles in confusion.

“Did your barber mess you up?” You ask as you turn him around.

You turn him around forcefully with your hand squishing his face. You were flustered by the sight of your initial shaved on the back of Miles’ head. A smile came to your face and you kept smiling like an idiot.

You let go of Miles’ face and he looks down at you. You kept smiling as you traced the sides of his neck.

“You fucking with it?” He asks as he sits down on your bed with you.

“Hell yeah.” You smirk.

He engulfs your left hand in his hand and rubs his thumb on the back of your head. He looks down at your connected hands and takes a look at your nails. His eyes widened ever so slightly as he gazed on your ring finger.

“What is this mi corazón?” Miles asks as he brings up your left hand to kiss your knuckle.

“Just a lil something.” You smirk.

He brings himself closer to him and he kisses your lips softly.

“I love it.” He says.

You bring your hand to the back of his head and you traced your nail on the shaved initial.

“And I love this.” You say with a smile as you kiss him back.

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Hey pookiessss!! So the next part of You Sly Cat may be the last part 😢 kinda sad this series is coming to an end but I promise a new series will come soon after the last part of You Sly Cat. But I wanted to ask y’all to comment any scenarios y’all would want in the next chapter. And keep them filled with tensionnn 😉

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You Sly Cat Pt 4 (Miles Morales x Black Cat!Reader)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Summary: After finding the identity of the great Spider-Man you have been planning your great heist with your father. The night has finally come, the dance and the heist.

WARNINGS: Intense kissing, makeout, hickies

Author’s Note: Hiii pookies!! There is a plan to have either one or two more chapters to You Sly Cat butttt before the finale I hope y’all enjoy this chapter :)

That night you immediately ran home in disbelief and maybe even heartbreak but also shock. You went home with so many confusing emotions. In your head you kept on having the image of Miles and Spider-Man in your head side by side. Those times where you were on top of him, when he pressed against you from the back on your debut, it was all Miles. The image of plain Miles in all of those situations made you feel flustered.

But something about knowing Spider-Man’s identity and knowing that it was someone that you are becoming involved with gave you a thrill.

Throughout the whole week of the dance you were excited and over the moon for Friday. You would be going to the dance with the guy that you like and you would be pulling one of the most important heists in your family.

Today was Thursday and you had no school tomorrow due to the dance being tomorrow night. You were currently in your studio art class with Miles sitting next to you with your guys’ easels in front of you. After the teacher gave you instructions everyone went to work and began painting. It was sort of a free day so you were allowed to paint what you wished.

You knew what you were going to paint, who you were going to paint. You pushed out black and red paints and began to paint the person next to you. Just in a different alias.

As you began painting you see that in the corner of your eye you see Miles painting while keeping an eye on you. You look back at your painting with a smirk.

“May I help you Miles?” You ask as you look over at him with a smile.

“Nah I just can’t wait to see you tomorrow night.” He answers.

He smiles at you as a small blush comes to your face. He has been making you more flustered recently due to your discovery last Friday. You could not get the image of him, Miles, pinning you down and being so close to your neck like how he was just last Monday.

He leans closer to your easel to see an outline of black paint of a person in an acrobatic swinging pose. It was a rough outline but he knew who you were painting.

“Whatcu paintin’?” He asks.

Your hand continues to smooth the brush on the canvas as you fill in the figure with black paint.

“Brooklyn’s knight in shining armor.” You answer without taking your eyes off of the painting.

You knew what you were doing. You were going to press his buttons about him without him even knowing.

“O-oh,” Miles says as he goes back to his painting. “Spider-Man huh? Great guy!”

“Hmm I guess so.” You shrug off. Now you have Miles’ attention.

He looks at you with shock and confusion. In your head you knew you were being devious.

“He’s just… an amateur,” In the corner of your eye you see Miles looking at you in shock as his paintbrush in hand stays still against the canvas.

“An amateur?” Miles scoffs. “He’s been Spider-Man for like over a year now. What is he an amateur in?”

You knew how to press his buttons now.

“In acrobatics, like I was doing stuff like that when I was seven.” You scoff.

At the corner of your eye you see Miles looking at you, waiting for you to continue. He was fuming, fuming that the girl he likes made fun of him without realizing it. But in reality you did know. It may be messed up but the way you were playing aand teasing about his alias was fun to you.

“But,” Miles’ expression changes to hope. “I do have to say he is smooth with it.” You set your hands on your thighs with a smiles as you look at your painting.

“What do you mean?” Miles continues painting. “You say he’s an amatuer but then you say he’s smooth.”

“Even though he is an amatuer in his ability he makes it up with his style.” You begin to explain. “Let’s say he was a fighter with his same abilities but without his playful nature, he would be so boring. So I have to give that to him.”

Miles finally takes his eyes off of you and looks at his painting with a smirk he tried his hardest to hide, but couldn’t.

The rest of class went off in silence as you listened to music. The bell finally rang and you put away your supplies in the designated spots in the classroom. As you pack your bag you feel a large hand gently place itself on your upper arm.

You look up and smile seeing that it is Miles. He was so close to you it almost felt like he was towering over you.

“See you tomorrow chica linda. (pretty girl)” Miles smirked.

He planted a kiss on your cheek and you happily smiled as his nose slightly tickled your cheekbone. This sort of public affection, the small touches, the nicknames, you loved it. The way Miles made you feel like you were his and he was yours made you happy. But you would be happier if you two actually made it offical.

You pat his chest and fix his tie slightly until you bring your hand up to his chin and carressed it slightly. He began to blush profusely, this being the first time you are showing PDA.

“Better be ready handsome.” You say before planting a small kiss on his cheek.

You pull away and laugh as you see a small print of brown lip liner and lip gloss on his cheek. Before he could do anything you pulled away from him and walked out of the class.

——

Miles waited anxiously in front of your door with his parents behind him. He was appauled by your big grand house spanning about a whole block and beautiful folliage. He was slightly scared and intimidated by your home alone.

“Do I look fine?” He heard his father ask his mom behind him.

“Bigger question is do I look fine? She’s my date.” Miles said nervously.

“You look handsome mi hijo.” Rio says as she places a kiss on Miles’ cheek which made him feel slightly better.

But he was soon frightened by who he saw through the double doors that were opened by your doorman. Your father stood in the center of the clear marble floor with a pair of staircases going down both of his sides.

They all walked into the cold and clean home with a shining chandelier on the ceiling. Miles walked up to your father as he trembled slightly. Miles reached his hand out and your father shook his hand.

“Hello Mr. (L/n). I’m Miles Morales.” Miles stook to the script that his dad made him practice with him to meet your father.

“Ahh the lucky man.” Your father commented with a smile.

Your father then looked at Miles’ parents.

“This is my dad-“

“Officer Jefferson.” Your father interrupted. Jeff looked at your father in shock as they shook hands. He then looks at Rio and shakes her hand. “You must be Rio.”

Both of them were surprised that he knew of them.

“(Y/n) could not stop talking about you guys.” Your father said with a smile.

“Dad!” You say embarresly.

You finally looked down and meet eye with Miles. Miles wore a beautiful and clean all white suit with a simple black tie. He looked handsome as he looked up at you. Miles felt as if he was looking up at a goddess. The way you made the simple yet elegant black dress look so graceful with black Louboutins heels and long tight black velvet gloves with silver chrome nails that looked like claws.

You walked down the stairs as Miles looked at you in awe. He walked towards the bottom of the stairs almost like a robot and held his hand up for you. You reached for his hand and he helped you the rest of the way down the stairs.

You came to Miles’ side while your hand was still in his. You then lean into his ear.

“Hello don’t you look handsome.” You whisper.

You look at Miles with a smile and he looks at you up and down and smile too.

“Well look at you hermosa (beautiful).” He compliments and you begin to blush as you smile.

——

You and Miles walked into the museum and the main lobby was decorated with elegant crystal chandeliers and hanging jewels. Music was playing and a few students stood around talking to their friends before the dance actually started.

But it seemed that had all changed when you and Miles walked in. It was like time had stopped and everyone now had their eyes on you two. You and Miles walking in with you arms linked together.

“Everyone is staring.” Miles whispered to you as you guided him to try and find Roxie. “What if they think of stuff, what if they start talkin-“

“Miles,” You stop and you two meet eyes while still having arms linked together. “Let them stare.”

You smirk and Miles’ worry melted away.

——

You were overjoyed at how the night was going. You were dancing till your feet hurt and your face hurt by the amount of you smiling. And what made it better was that yourhand was in Miles’ the whole night.

The music died down from upbeat and turned into a slow song, a romantic song, Perfect by Ed Sheeran. Your heart began to race but then you felt a tug on your hand. Miles pulled you into his chest and placed his hands on your waist. Your hands made its way to his neck and you rubbed it slightly as you two swayed back and forth.

Your eyes stared into each other, getting lost in each others. You two were so close you could feel Miles’ heartbeat against your chest. All you could do was smile at Miles and his smile matched yours.

As the song began to end you finally got the light signal as you peeked out the window behind Miles’ shoulder. It was now or never. Just as the song ended you gave a quick kiss on Miles’ cheek.

“I need to go to the restroom real quick.” And before Miles could answer you went out of one of the exits.

You followed the route your father planned out for you and the whole heist was as easy as child’s play. You finally made it to the door of the Delvadian Spider. It was a large sliding door but there was a flat dial lock in the center. You crouched down to it and pressed your ear against it as you turned the dial.

Click. Click. Click.

You were in. The door slid into the wall and across the room stood the display. The Delvadian Spider.

The gold idol shined in the moonlight as it was displayed in the glass. A round oval shaped gold spider with rubies and sapphires on it. Your family’s next biggest heist. Behind it was a window that you had just carved out a circle with your clawed glove.

The setup and security was pathetic. As security knew that it was only teenagers coming into the museum at this time there was no security besides the cameras. Which you father has altered by this point as he sat in the car down the street waiting for the prize to come out of the window.

You touched your gloved hand to the glass and pressed your index nail firmly on the glass. You scratched a circle on the glass and and pushed the glass into the display. Your heart raced and pounded as you touched the idol. Just then the fangs of the spider clamped down on your hand and piecered your hand through the glove.

“Fucking a.” You muttered as you grasped the spider but yanked it out of the glass case suddenly.

You looked around nervously, hoping that a signal or alarm won’t go off. None did.

You all of a sudden felt like you could hear everyone in the building. Your face began to feel hot but somehow not like how it felt when you were sick. Your sense of smell also became more lively. Your head began to ring profusely too.

“(Y/n)?” You snap your head towards the door in fear but see none other the your date. Miles looked at you with confusion but also heartbreak.

“Shit.” You mutter underneath your breath.

“W-what are you doing?” He asks as he takes a few steps towards you.

As he tries to walk towards you you put your hand up while the other stayed on the Delvadian Spider. Miles stops in his tracks and puts his hands to his sides with his chest high. His eyes went from you to the relic and then back and forth. He was piecing it together and after a couple of seconds he finally understood. The hair, your mouth, your touch, it was all so familiar. Familiar from those nights where you two had interactions, fights, flirts. He was hurt and you knew it.

“You lied to me, Black Cat.” Miles spoke with his chest. Your eyes narrowed as a smirk came to your face.

“Now come on darling. I know that I am not the only one keeping secrets, Spider-Man.” You say with a wide smirk.

Black Cat was coming out.

Miles’ eyes widen as you two stand across the empty moonlit room, just you two. You walk up to him as your heels clicked against the marble floor with the relic in your hand. You came up to him and lifted your free hand up to his chin as you two were eye to eye with one another. With or without the masks he was Spider-Man and you were Black Cat. A smirk came to your face as you gloved nails caressed his chin gently.

“Miles, you were drawn to me as a civilian because I was seen as untouchable. Correct?”

He does not respond but the way his shoulders fell as ease gave you an answer. You looked down at his chest and your hand traveled down from his chin, to his neck, to rest at his chest.

“And Spider-Man, you were drawn to Black Cat because of her cunningness and confidence. Correct?”

Miles did not respond again but you did not need him to. You began circling around him slowly as your dress trailed behind you. Your hand stayed up near his neck and placed itself on the nape of it as you plant yourself in front of him again. You two were close, you were chest to chest close like how you were when you two danced. Your heartbeats beat against each other.

“Well Miles, with me you get both.” You look at his eyes and then his lips and he looks at your eyes and lips too. “Not many have noticed but both me and Black Cat are both untouchable in ways. I cannot be touched due to my status and Black Cat cannot be touched due to her reputation.” You begin to explain as Miles comes closer, if that was even possible. “We are both confident. Black Cat is confident in her abilities and decisions and I am confident in my being.”

Miles hands come up to your waist and pulls your waist closer to him until there is no space between you two.

“Then let me tell you about me and Spider-Man.” Miles whispers. “I am clumsy lucky mother fucker that somehow bagged the golden girl.” Miles says as he looks at you up and down. You let out a small laugh and Miles returns it. Miles then meets back to your eyes.

“And Spider-Man is the knight in shining armor of Brooklyn that has been entranced by Brooklyn’s top rising villain.” One of Miles’ fingers begins to trace up and down at your spin. Miles stares at you as you shiver underneath his touch. A smirk covers your face as you stare at Miles’ lips then his eyes.

“So tell me Miles,” Your lips are just a couple inches away. You two switch between from looking at each other’s eyes to each other’s lips. “Are you willing to dance with an angel and the devil?”

Miles tilts his head to the side slightly and you follow suit. Both of your guys’ eyes narrow as your lips get closer. A smirk comes to Miles’ face.

“You’re gonna be the death of me.” He whispers with a smirk against your lips.

“Then I promise I’ll bring you to heaven and hell.” You respond with a smirk.

Miles’ lips finally crash into yours. You smirked into the kiss and kissed back. It was slow and smooth until you opened your mouth and his tongue darts in. That is when everything became hot and fast. Your hands began to wonder around his neck and his chest and his hands gripped your hips and waist tightly and he pressed himself against you.

You head began to ring so profusely and your heartbeats began intense with Miles. Almost like you and Miles were syncing up to the same breath and heartbeat. Everything began to go so fast. Miles wrapped his arms completely around your waist and your arms wrapped around his neck as you fingers tug at his coils slightly. You both leaned into each other, still trying to fight for dominance.

Grunts and groans mixed into the kiss as you two turned your heads back and forth. One of Miles’ hands make it to the back of your neck and his lips slowly lowered down to your neck. Back to where they were last Monday but they finally connected to your neck with deep wet kisses. Miles’ tongue escapes his mouth and begins sucking and nipping at your neck. Your eyes slowly fall shut and your mouth opens as gasps escape your lips.

And you knew for a fact that Miles would be leaving this room with part of your burgundy lipstick smirred on his lips and you would be leaving with a hickey on your neck.

But what Miles forgot was that he was still Spider-Man and you were still Black Cat. And in the middle of the kiss Black Cat had thrown out the Delvadian Spider out of the open window for her father to find and run off with.

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Pookie when’s part 4 of sly cat reader x milesssss

Hi pookieee expected to come out either tonight or tomorrow 😉

#miles morales x reader #miles morales x y/n #spider man #spider man across the spider verse #spiderman #miles morales #across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #miles morales x black cat! reader

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8siangemini · 10 months

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your miles x cat woman reader is so GOOOD🤭🤭🤭

TYYYY I am so happy so many people are loving it!! Also highly lightly that I will start a Earth 42 Miles x Black Cat!Reader 🤭🤫

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8siangemini · 10 months

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Ik yall love my Miles x Black Cat!Reader series (I am pretty sure I will write 2 or 3 more chapters to end it off) BUTTT I wanted y’all’s opinion. Would y’all like a E 42 Miles x Black Cat!Reader series?

#miles morales x reader #miles morales x y/n #spider man across the spider verse #spiderman #miles morales #across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #earth 42 miles morales #miles morales x black cat! reader

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Omg guys this one line I came up for ‘You Sly Cat Pt 4’ is just 😩😩😩

“So tell me Miles,” You come closer to Miles as your lips are just a couple inches away. You two switch between from looking at each other’s eyes and lips. “Are you willing to dance with an angel and a devil?”

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You Sly Cat Pt 3 (Miles Morales x Black Cat!Reader)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Summary: After a week of rumors going around school about you and Miles, Miles finally gives them something to talk about more. After dress shopping during the day your father’s assignment becomes more as it leads you to find out something all of Brooklyn questioned, the identity of Spider-Man.

Author’s Note: Sorry there wasn’t a lot to this chapter but I promise that the next chapter I’ll REALLYYYY pop off

“So you and me, dress shopping after school, right?” Roxie asks.

You are sitting in our last class of the day, AP physics. This past week you and Miles kept on giving each other glances and flirty smirks. By this point everyone has a rumor for you two in some shape or form. You two are dating, you two are friends with benefits, oh Morales was caught making out with golden girl after lights out. But you, Miles, and Roxie knew that none of those rumors were true. Except that we both knew we had a thing for each other.

“Yeah for sure,” You say with a smile as you are turned around in your seat to talk to Roxie. “I already know the exact dress I want.”

For a couple seconds you look at Miles in the corner of your eye. You see him already staring at you as you see one of his friends, Genke you think, trying to talk to him. You blush and quickly look away from him, embarrassed that he caught you trying to catch a glimpse of him. You look down at Roxie’s desk and she immediately notices your shyness towards him.

“Oh my god,” Roxie said annoyingly as drags the last word and you look at her in confusion. “You two have been giving each other hints for the past week. Everyone knows y’all want each other.”

You scrunch your face in anger at Roxie and slightly punch her arm. She holds her arm in fake pain.

“Come on, you two would be cute together.” Roxie says with a smile.

You begin to think about it again, having a relationship with Miles. Walking hand in hand with Miles as you two walk to class together, find handwritten notes inside of your locker in between classes, going on dates with Miles, getting Miles nice gifts, cuddling with Miles, kissing Miles. Without realizing a smiling crept onto your face as you fidgetted with one of your many rings on your fingers.

“You’re doing it again.” Roxie pulls you out of your daydreaming and back into the physics classroom.

“Doing what?” You asked out of confusion.

“Smiling thinking about how it would be like to date him.” Roxie explains as she points to Miles subtly. “We can all see that you two have a thing-“

Roxie immediately stops talking and you feel someone tap my shoulder. You turn back around to face forward and you see Miles face to face with you. His forearms are on your desk and he’s slumped over your desk. It was now that you realized how built he was through the school uniform with built shoulders. You look down at his hands and see a small piece of folded up paper in his hands. You look back up at him to meet his eyes. You begin to blush, feeling exposed to Miles after he has been staring directly at your face without saying anything.

“Hey,” Miles says.

“Hi,” You respond. He fondles the mystery piece of paper in his hand.

“I know this ain’t the ideal way or your standards of a proposal,”

‘Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god he’s asking me to the dance.’

He stood so close to you, almost in your personal space on your desk. Usually you would be pissed if it was someone else. But for some reason it felt fine with Miles, you felt flustered.

“But I was hoping that I could take you to the dance, as my date.” Miles says with a small smile as he looks at you with his head turned to the side slightly.

‘Oh my god he’s so fine.’

“Uhh y-yeah I would love to be your date to the dance, Miles.” You say with a wide smile. Miles looks at you slightly shocked by your respond. He then holds up the piece of paper between you and him.

“G-great! This is my number,” He waves the paper slightly. “Once you figure out what you’re gonna wear I’ll coordinate my suit with your dress.” He hands you the piece of paper and your nails drag over his finger gently.

“Sounds great!” You say with a wide smile. You begin fondling with the paper as Miles lingers in front of you.

‘Be bold come on! You can do it!’

“Maybe we can talk more about us besides the dance,” You begin with peaks Miles’ interest. “Maybe we can talk about more than just being each other’s dates-“

The bell rings.

‘Damn it’

You were mentally yelling at yourself, maybe also yelling at the bell for cutting you off. Everyone began to going back to their seats as the teacher got ready to teach. Miles begins to walk away while you were cursing at yourself for not continuing what you were going to say.

“I’d like that, (Y/n).” You look back up and see Miles looking over his shoulder with a smile on his face.

You give him a small nod with a smile. Once he completely turns away you let out your breath that you did not know you were holding in. You felt Roxie’s hands grab onto your shoulders and she shook you back and forth.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about.” Roxie whispers to you and she lets go of you and falls back into her seat. Her comment causes a smirk to creep onto your face.

You look down at the paper in your hand and you began to unfold it. As you unfolded it underneath your desk you felt eyes staring at you from the side of your head. You turn your head and you spot Miles look at your with a smile with his face in his hand. Your eyes widened and your stomach begins to flutter as Miles stares at your actions.

You continue unfolding the paper and your eyes widened. Another sketch of you but this time it was during you and Miles’ studio art class. This assignment was where the teacher put all of you in a circle and you got to decide who you got to sketch from the class. This sketch was of you with a large sketch pad in front of you from your side slightly. And on the bottom you saw a phone number, Miles’ phone number. A smile came to your face because not only did you get Miles’ number, you had also drew Miles for the assignment.

While the teacher was still talking you silently took out your sketchbook and flipped through the pages underneath your desk. After a couple of pages you find the sketch of Miles, handsome, slouched over his sketch pad, and looking down as he sketched. You smile again at the drawing as you hold your sketch and Miles’ side by side, finding it ironic how you two sketched each other without realizing it.

You turn back to look at Miles and see him still eyeing your every actions. You flash him a smile once you tore out the drawing and folded it up. You put everything back into your backpack and draw your attention back to the teacher.

“And Mr. Morales,” You all look at Miles as he quickly tears his eyes off of you and looks at the teacher on edge. “Could I please have your undivided attention as much as you do for Ms. (L/n) here.” The teacher says as he raised his hand towards you.

The class begins to chuckle, including you, as a blush crosses your face as you look at Miles and see his face buried into his arms.

“Yes sir, sorry.” Miles responds.

Once the bell rang you and Roxie quickly packed your things and before you walked out the door with Roxie you headed towards Miles. Miles was standing with his backpack on his seat and you held up the folded piece of paper.

He looked at you slightly confused as you held the paper in front of him.

“Just something ironic.” You say with a smile. Hesitantly, he takes it from your hand. “And I’m gonna be getting my dress now so I’ll text you tonight.”

He holds the piece of paper in his large hands and looks at you with a smirk.

“Sounds good linda.” Miles says as the last word rolls off of his tongue so smoothly.

Before you could say anything you quickly turned away out of embarrassment. Roxie notices your shyness and a smirk comes to her face. Once you make it to her side and you two walk out of class she speaks up.

“Morales got golden girl wrapped around his finger.” Roxie says as she waves her index finger around in a circle motion. You roll your eyes.

“Please, Miles asked me to the dance and gave me his number.” You say with slightly cocky smirk. “I didn’t do shit.”

Both of you go quiet as you two head towards the entrance of the school.

“But Morales still got you hella flustered.” Roxie remarks as you two exit the school.

You roll your eyes once again. Your guys’ walk to the dress shop was short and peaceful. The dress shop was filled with racks of dress assorted by color, the cite made you happy. Shopping always made you happy no matter what. But of course, steal made you more happy. But this was the kind of thing that you knew you could not steal, especially since you are going to be wearing it in public.

You and Roxie went your separate ways and you headed towards the black dresses. You began going through the dresses on the rack but once you went through the whole rack you were disappointed to not find the dress you wanted. A worker notices you in the store and walks up to you.

“Is there anything I can help you find?” She asks you.

“Yes actually, there was a dress I saw you guys carry on your website but I couldn’t find it here. Could you help me find it?” You ask her.

“Of course, what is the designer?” The worker questions with a smile.

“Thierry Mugler.” You respond with a matching smile.

The worker looks at you slightly surprised but she soon put her smile back on her face.

“Dresses like that we keep in the back,” She explains. “What size would you like?”

“A size (your size) please.”

She walks away and you head towards the waiting area of the fitting rooms. You sat on one of the cushioned seats and while you waited you took out Miles’ drawing and your phone. You created a contact for Miles in your phone and began typing a text.

‘Hey this is (Y/n)’

Your heart began race and you thumb lingered over the send button. After a few seconds you finally send it. You close your phone immediately, slightly scared is Miles would answer you or not. But quickly a ding comes from your phone.

‘Hey (Y/n) wyd’

‘Getting my dress rn wbu’

“Here it is.” Just then the lady comes out holding a hanger with a black dress cover covering the dress. You put your phone into your bag and stand up. She unzips the bag slightly and you come to see a black velvet dress with a crystal bodice around the low neck of the dress.

You were in awe. You brought your fingertips as you gently traced the crystals that almost formed shard-shaped patterns on the velvet black dress. You looked at the lady as you felt the soft material of the dress.

“If you do not mind I would like to try it on.” You say. The lady begins handing you the dress in the hanger.

“Oh of course!” She says as she heads towards one of the curtained fitting rooms.

You follow her as you snack up your backpack. She opens one up and you go in and thank her. You undress yourself from your uniform and carefully take the dress out of the cover. You slip it up your body and zip it in the back as it fitted perfectly. It was a beautiful fitted dress that reached the ground and had a slit down the middle. You unzip your backpack to get your phone and see a notification from Miles. Your heart flutters slightly but you quickly go to your camera and take a quick picture of yourself in the dress.

Once you were satisfied with the pictures you throw you phone into your bag. You take off the dress and put it back in the hanger and put your uniform back on. You head towards the lady that helped you and hanged her the dress.

“I’ll take it.”

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“Miles who are you texting?”

Miles quickly snapped up from his phone screen to look at his mother cooking dinner while he sat on the couch. He faced his mom but eyed his phone in embarrassment. His ears began to feel hot.

“N-no one.” Miles stutters.

Just then his dad walks into the apartment while he locked the door behind him.

“Hey Miles did you ask that girl today?” His father announces.

As his dad turned around his mom looked at him in shock and looked at Miles. As both of his parents stared at Miles as he looked at both of them with wide eyes as his fingers lingered on top of his phone screen. His mother turns her body towards him with one of her hands on her hip.

“Miles ¿qué chica?” (Miles, what girl?)

“Una chica de mi clase de art and physics.” (A girl from my art and physics class) Miles began to panic.

“And what did you ask her that I don’t know?” Rio asks as she looks at Miles’ dad and then back at Miles.

“You didn’t tell your mother?” Jeff asks as he points to Rio. Jeff then looks at Rio. “He asked a girl to his dance next Friday.”

Silence fell in the room as the two parents look at Miles. Rio’s eyes begin to shine just slightly in excitement. Just then a ding comes from his phone. Jeff then points to Miles.

“Did you get her number too?” He asks in shock and slightly proud of his son. Miles nods meekly with a smirk.

“Well who is she? What’s her name? Do we know her?” Rio began to bombard Miles with questions, slightly mad her son did not tell her. Miles’ mouth began to feel dry as he began to feel nervous.

“Her name is (Y/n) (L/n)-“

“¿Esperar como Walter (L/n)?” (Wait like Walter (L/n)?) Rio interrupts her son. “¿Como la hija del millonario Walter (L/n)?” (Like the millionaire Walter (L/n)’s daughter?)

She then looks at Jeff in shock who looks at her in equal amounts of shock.

“Did you know this?”

“No I didn’t know none of this!” Jeff looks at Miles in shock. “You didn’t tell me the girl you taking to the dance is (Y/n) (L/n), Walter (L/n)’s daughter.”

As the two parents stared at their son Miles could only feel exposed as the two stared at him in shock. Jeff then chuckles a little which draws attention of his wife and son.

“My son’s date is (Y/n) (L/n).” Jeff affirms as he looks at Rio with a small smile. “Oh my god,” Jeff’s hands go up to his head. “My son is taking out the Walter (L/n)’s daughter!”

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“I have another assignment for you (Y/n).” Your father states as you stand in front him, ready to go and jump out of your window to start the night. You give your father a nod. “Spider-Man’s nightly route.”

“You are going to follow Spider-Man tonight and figure out his nightly route. It is most likely he will start soon,” He says as he walks up to your balcony window looking out into the city. “Once it goes dark he will be out. I have suspected that he lives somewhere in the apartment buildings on the street where your school is. You will start on that street and find him.”

You father pulls out a small black pin out of his pocket and extends his hand towards you. You walk up to him and take it out of his hand and you begin examining it.

“That is a tracking device. You will wear that and as you follow him I will mark out your coordinates.” Your father explains.

You pin the tracking device on your chest and you walked over to your window next to your father. He was a powerful man and even his physique and demeanor was powerful. He could make a whole room tremble. With his powerful demeanor and your late mother’s beauty you were a force to be reckoned with.

You opened the windows and you and your father took in the sight. The bright orange sun just meeting the horizon as the dark black and blue sky began blanketing the bright sky. The sirens of police cars filled the city and flocks of birds flew over the skyline.

You stood by your father’s side as he began crossing his arms. You were tensed like you were ready for a race and your father was calling the shots. You were ready, hungry to achieve your mission. And in a breathy tone your father spoke.

“Go.”

And like a predator you ran out of your window, hopped on the balcony, and leaped down with your legs tucked and arms back. You were ready as always. But something about being so secretive made you so accelerated.

You made it to the street of your school and waited. You were not sure what you were waiting for but you knew you were waiting for the black and red suited Spider-Man. You were on the side of a building in an alleyway with your small grappling hook hanging you off of the side. Just then you see your target swing by with some sort of hand food on his hand and his mask half up.

You smirked to yourself and you soon push off of the wall and project yourself onto the top of the building. You begin running across the top of the buildings as you continue following your dear Spider-Man.

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Throughout the whole night you continued keeping an eye on Spider-Man and took note of any special notes you would need. Near the beginning of his patrol he goes to Lenny’s bodega, once it goes dark he goes to the middle of Brooklyn, and so on.

It was finally the end of the night which ended around 2 o’clock. You yourself was tired but you knew you needed to finish this before you could go back home. You ended up on the same street as where you started. You planted yourself on your stomach on top of one of the buildings as you eyed the man swinging through the street.

You knew it was coming to an end and you could gladly go home and get to that bed but something made you stay. Something your father said made you stay.

‘I have suspected that he lives somewhere in the apartment buildings on the street where your school is.’

You could go the extra mile and find out who the great Spider-Man is. You could find out the great secret everyone has been wondering ever since this new Spider-Man arose after Peter Parker’s death.

The man on your mind finally swings by and lands on the side of an apartment building. You have seen this apartment building before you would always pass by it whenever your driver drove you to school on Mondays. He flings through a window on the third floor and closes the window behind him.

You shoot your grappling hook towards the top of the building and it soon retracts as it brings you close to the building. You land on the top of the building and you use you hook again and hook it on the building. You crawl your way down to the third level window and you peak through the window.

The room was filled with posters of different music artists and art. You recognized that art style. In the middle of the room stood Spider-Man as you stared at his muscular back. You continued to examine the room and the more you looked at the items the more you began to recognize them. Red Air Jordan 1’s at the foot of his bed, a large black puffer on the chair of his desk filled with markers and sketches, and a Visions Academy uniform.

This was one of your classmates, someone you knew and saw everyday. Your heart began to rush, you knew Spider-Man, you walked pass him everyday, you may have even talked to him.

Just then Spider-Man draws his hands up to the hem of his mask. Your eyes felt like they were about to burst out of your skull as you kept your eyes on the face under the mask. The mask flips off and you are faced with a head full of dark coils. He walks towards his bed and hops and flips over to lay down on it.

The room was dark until he reached for his phone and the screen brightness revealed his face. Your heart sunk to your gut, you stomach started to twist and turn, you didn’t understand how to feel as you saw his face. You had discovered the identity of the hero behind the mask. The hero you had this tension with that could be cut like butter. The hero that you had made such confident moves on throughout your interactions. It was the same face you were just face to face with today in your AP physics class. Miles.

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