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cxltsxo · 10 months

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Double Edged Sword;

summary: in which Miles stops being friends with you to insure your safety

pairing: Earth 42 Miles Morales and fem!reader

cw: angst and lowkey terrible Spanish. I’m a bit rusty on my writing skills, its been a while.

inspo: saw an irl write abt Earth 42 Miles and felt like i just HAD to. I spent like 3 hours on this 😓

nsfw: no

(i wrote this in a delirious, nearly asleep state. I apologize for any errors I overlooked. Apparently i also forgot a title 💀.)

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There would never be an adequate word to describe how You felt in this moment.

Hurt, betrayed, alone?

No, none of those words could convey the way your heart ached at the knowledge that you had destroyed the only good thing God had ever deemed you worthy of.

Your 13 year friendship with your best friend, Miles Morales.

He had been there for you since the beginning of time. At least, that’s what it felt like. You two had known each other since the ripe age of 2 years old. You were neighbors and your mothers had become friends years before you were born, so they both watched you grow up with Miles, saying that you two were inseparable. It was true too, whether it was school work or even something as minuscule as taking out the trash, there was never a place where Miles was where you weren’t following close behind. It had always been that way, and you thought it always would be.

It seems that you may have been wrong.

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After school let out, you and Miles walked to the library down the street from your houses. It had been your ritual for almost 6 years now and even if you didn’t actually end up doing anything groundbreaking with him while you were there, his company itself was extremely pleasant and more than enough to keep you coming back, day after day, year after year. When you two arrived at the near-abandoned building, you claimed the two seats closest to the back of the lounge area while Miles searched for a book you both needed for your English class. If you read and studied together, you’d definitely be more likely to ace the exam you had over the reading at the end of the week. Miles was a genius, and while you were definitely not stupid, you could use the extra help from someone who knows what they’re doing. English was definitely your worst subject.

“Hey y/n? What’s the name of this book we’re supposed to be reading? I can’t find the email they sent out about it.”

Miles spoke rather loudly, earning multiple shushes from the surrounding population. You opened your mouth to speak while Miles flashed a sheepish grin to the old librarian who happened to be glaring daggers at him.

“Quiet down Miles you’re making the audience boo. It’s called ‘The Great Gatsby’. Did you check your spam folder? That’s where my email was.”

You articulated your words in a harsh fast whisper, feeling the eyes staring at the both of you from the surrounding area. Miles took note of your discomfort and stayed silent while he went to a book isle to the left of you. About 10 minutes later, he returned to the table with two copies of ‘The Great Gatsby’ in his hand, setting them down while he whispered in your ear.

“You were right. It was in the spam folder.”

You felt your face get warm. You could never understand why your body and mind treated you this way whenever Miles got too close for comfort, and honestly, you hoped you never did. You quickly pushed away the giddy feeling rising inside of you and looked up at Miles to see his gorgeous smile staring back at you. God, there was nothing you loved more than his smile. Except for being the cause of it, that was so much better.

Miles quickly noticed your staring. His smile widened while he quirked up his eyebrow in mock confusion.

“Is there something on my face mi vida? Or are you just taking in my beauty? Me pregunto si te duelen los ojos.”

You forced out a laugh, trying to ignore the fact that you nearly fall in love with him every time he decides to speak spanish to you. The added pet name definitely didn’t help your case much. You pushed out a quick “come sit down”, watching as he took his seat next to you and opened his book. All while having that same smile pointed at you. You barely managed to flash a small smile in return before you began popcorn reading with him for the next 2 hours and taking notes whenever you found something important to note. You had a lot more fun than you wanted to admit and had conquered over half the book while in the process. Needless to say, you were quite pleased with you and Miles’ efforts. The sun was beginning to set as you walked home with Miles in tow. It had been relatively quiet the rest of the way to your neighborhood, which was unusual considering Miles always had something to talk about. You heard faint typing sounds as well as the ‘delivered’ notification play from his phone. Curious, you decide to pry a bit.

“Who’re you texting?”

You watched as Miles startled, taken aback by the sudden question. He looked as if he wanted to tell you something, but decided against it,

“Ah- uh. No one y/n. Don’t worry about it.”

Miles’ sudden strange behavior threw you for a loop. He never hid things from you, even when they were embarrassing or something you just shouldn’t tell other people. Keeping secrets wasn’t his forte and you hated to admit that it did hurt a little that he wasn’t being completely truthful. You chose to leave it alone, figuring that it would be entirely nonsensical to make a big deal out of this situation. It wasn’t really even that serious right? There was no reason for you to be upset.

right?

You were snapped out of your thoughts by a sharp ‘ding’ coming from Miles’ phone. You glanced behind you as his facial expression shifted from neutral to nearly enraged. You had never seen Miles look like that before, and to be quite honest, it scared you. A sudden urge to check up on him took over you.

“Miles? Are you okay? What happened? You need me to beat someones ass for you?”

At that, Miles startled again. Wiping the clearly upset look off of his face, he smiled at you.

“Haha y/n. You couldn’t win a fight if your life depended on it. I’m okay, but I’m gonna have to say goodbye to you early. I’ll see you tomorrow at school though, Sorry!”

“Miles? Wha-”

Before you could finish your sentence, Miles had run off. To be completely honest, you were too tired to chase after him. holding your head in your hands, you walked the rest of the way home, alone.

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Two weeks.

It had been exactly two weeks since you had last heard from or seen Miles. You had texted him him every day asking him where he was and if he was alright, only to be left on delivered the entire time. Your chest felt tight. Your mom had talked to Mrs. Morales and found out that Miles hadn’t come home that night, but had texted his mother to let him know he was okay. You felt your stomach drop as worry and hurt began to set in. You were in the middle of praying to your nonexistent god when your mom knocked on your bedroom door, letting you know that Miles had returned home. You hurried out of your room and ran outside, banging on Miles’ door as soon as you reached it.

“MILES WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? I’VE BEEN SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU!”

You were pretty sure the entire neighborhood could hear you at this point, but you didn’t care. Miles had never once treated you like this and you were royally upset with him. You wanted an explanation, and a good one at that. Before you could scream anymore, the door opened to reveal Miles standing in the doorway. His expression looked troubled and he quickly cut you off before you could say anything else.

“Hey y/n… I know you’re mad at me already but we can’t… talk right now. For a while, actually. I’m sorry.”

You stood there with your jaw on the ground. You had lost the ability to speak. First, he had left you on delivered for two full weeks and now, now you couldn’t talk to him anymore? For a while? How long was a while? Your tried to regain your composure, bombarding him with questions while your anger slowly seeped into your words.

“What? Why? Where were you and why didn’t you respond to my texts? You didn’t even read them! Do you know how worried about you I was? You don’t do that kind of shit to your best friend! I thought you cared about me more than that. Are you too good to talk to me now?”

“No no! It’s nothing like that, I swear to you. It’s just… I can’t tell you y/n. You wouldn’t understand…. it would put you in danger and I can’t let you get hurt because of me. You mean a lot to me, so much. It’s just not safe for us to be close to each other right now. You won’t see me for a while. This is for your own good.”

Miles closed the door, leaving you standing there, speechless. Danger? Not safe? You didn’t know what any of it meant. You didn’t know what to do, or where to go. You just stood there, crying and holding your chest. You began to walk away from his doorstep. Stopping yourself before you could fully leave. You looked back at his door, the crimson red reflecting in your eyes. You remembered all the times you had opened that door. All the times Mr. and Mrs. Morales had you and your mother over for dinner, when you and Miles would play in his living room when you were younger, everything came flooding back all at once and you couldn’t take it anymore. You broke down into a sobbing mess, speaking four words before you ran back to your house.

“I love you, Miles.”

Little did you know, Miles had never left the door. Hearing you cry was the last straw for him. As he listened to your labored footsteps, he gave in to his tears.

“I know. I’m so sorry, just give me some time. I love you too y/n.”

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Pt 2 coming soon 🙏🏼

#earth 42 miles morales x reader #writeblr #writing #fanfiction writer #writerscorner #one shot?#miles morales #queer writers #female writers #miles morales x you #miles morales x y/n #i spent entirely too much time on this #literally so tired omfg #i lowkey hope this is decent #i havent written in so long

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starryrock · 1 year

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Semi-Spoilers for Chapter 4 VTSOM + PW:AA&Rise From The Ashes

Vincent Edgeworth being a clear allusion to Miles Edgeworth means they will have many clear similarities. They are both lawyers, rich, have similar bangs, and so on. But the one thing that interests me is where they differ.

I’ve had many, many thoughts after watching Let’s Plays of Chapter 4 but what I want to focus on is a part that stuck out to me after I finished watching. It’s the part where Vincent openly admits to having used forged evidence, bribery, and other means to win his cases.

This part truly solidified as a core, thematic difference between these two characters with their relationships of their occupations.

Throughout the Ace Attorney games, we get to see Miles Edgeworth’s character development and his ideals. One of the first things we hear about him is that he’s the “Demon Prosecutor,” unafraid to use whatever means necessary to win a case, including using forged evidence. But throughout the game, and specifically in Rise From The Ashes, we see how untrue that first impression is. While Miles is still willing to be a complete pain in the ass in the courtroom, he never stoops to anything blatantly illegal (within the AA Justice System, that is [Updated Autopsy Report]). Miles refuses to even consider using dirty tactics to win a case. In RFTA, when it’s revealed he was tricked into presenting falsified evidence in the courtroom to get a mass murderer guilty, he just about breaks down. Miles Edgeworth values the truth above all else. He’s been seen to willingly give up his hold on a case just because he’s been shown someone else is the true culprit.

Vincent Edgeworth, on the other hand… is very similar to AA1 Miles. Heavily determined to be the best at what he does, “I’ve never lost a single case I’ve taken on.” Vincent did everything he could to ensure success, he didn’t care about the “truth.” His goal was to ensure the success of his dream company, to be accepted. The regrets don’t seem to stem from the corruption of his actions but from ever joining Myers to begin with. Personally, I have a difficult time deciphering whether he feels guilty about what he’s done: He did it for them, he did it for them, or it was because of them he did it? Vincent seems to cynical of the law due to his own actions but how that ties into what he feels now, I’m not quite sure. What’s certain is that due to his own hand in legal corruption and the torture he went through, he doesn’t place much faith into the legal system to truly bring down justice (or in his case: revenge). Vincent is someone who is willing to stoop to his enemies’ lows to get what he wants.

This is a very long winded way to if Miles Edgeworth and Vincent Edgeworth were to ever meet and have an honest, genuine conversation about the law, Miles would most definitely come out disliking Vincent.

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