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indecisive-capricorn · 8 days

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Official || Jealous Tom Riddle x Reader

WARNINGS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, MATURE CONTENT, semi-public sex, cunnilungus, oral sex, overstimulation, master kink, a bit of praise kink, uses of "slut", mature language, shameless, possessive, jealousy, mentions of torture, suggestive talk, rough behaviour, cursing, blood, mentions of violence. Both reader and Tom are eighteen and in their last year of Hogwarts!

SUMMARY: Another wizard has taken an interest in you, but Tom will make sure that everyone knows you're his.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: HELLO! I spent more time on this than I should and the smut part is shorter than the rest of the story, but I hope you like it! The other imagines and headcanons will soon be published too. The schedule is a little hectic but don't worry, I'll still try to post as much as I can! :)

MASTERLIST: Feel free to check out my other works! :)

In the bustling halls of Hogwarts, where new faces arrive every year alongside familiar ones, it was hardly uncommon for some to remain unknown to each other. With the sheer size of the castle and the constant changes in one's appearance as they grew older, names and faces often slipped by unnoticed.

It allowed for the few students who barely interacted with anyone to be hidden in the shadows, their presence merely lingering in the corners of the castle. Yet, there were also those who commanded attention without even needing to utter a single word. These students were widely known throughout the castle, their names and faces forever planted into the memories of everyone who walked past them.

You weren't one to command attention effortlessly like those students did. However, you had a kind and friendly demeanor, always open to comfort those in need of a friend, even though you were a little bit shy and introverted.

Not everyone knew who you were, and those who did often dismissed your sweet nature because they understood why they had to avoid you.

And why is that? It was a question that appeared in the minds of those who cared enough to ask, especially after being warned to stay away from you. After all, you have always shown genuine kindness towards others, regardless of their blood status. However, that question was answered each time by the piercing, dark eyes that gave a pause to those who looked your way.

Due to your close friendship with Tom, who was known for his magical abilities as a powerful wizard and intelligence as the top student of his year, you often found yourself in the shadow of his fame. Despite this, you cherished your friendship with him above all else and if you were being quite honest, you would have disliked the attention as well. You wanted a genuine connection with others, not a parade of fans eager to follow your every command. However, many have tried to get closer to Tom through you, which led to moments of hurt and betrayal when their intentions were eventually revealed. Tom, who was quite protective of you, swiftly ensured those who caused you pain faced terrible consequences. Some of them vanished completely from your life, leaving no trace of their presence and no one around you dared to speak a word about them, even if you tried to ask them..

It wasn’t long until you stopped asking though. Tom always made sure you didn't dwell on their betrayal any longer than necessary.

“They were worthless creatures, why bother giving them any more of your time?” Tom would say whenever you asked him about the vanished students. Despite your curiosity, you chose not to pry any further, trusting Tom's judgment and understanding that some things were better left unspoken. And so afterwards, you focused on moving forward without dwelling on the past.

That was the reason why other students tended to avoid you. While you might have been friendly and approachable, the fear of crossing a line and having to face Tom's wrath lingered in the minds of your peers.

Most of the time, you were with Tom or a selected few friends. However, during moments when you were left alone, a sense of loneliness crept inside you as you thought of how none of the other students wanted to befriend you. While you appreciated the company of friends like Malfoy or Parkinson, you desired to have connections with a wider circle of people. And at times, despite not daring to say it out loud, it felt as if your friendship with them was forced, as if they were only following Tom's orders than genuinely befriending you because they like you. You could tell by the bored looks Parkinson tried to hide at times and the fake smiles he would muster whenever he interacted with you. Abraxas was a little more blunt with his feelings towards you and didn’t try to hide his disinterest. He probably tolerated you at the most, but would always interact with you whenever Tom was around.

One day, when you were deep in your thoughts, you found yourself questioning if there was something wrong with you to the point that it made you unapproachable. As these doubts plagued your self esteem, you finally accepted that perhaps there was a valid reason for others to seem hesitant to connect with you. It was a devastating realization, but perhaps you were just a freak after all.

Which was why you were taken aback by the unexpected request from a Hufflepuff boy whom you neither know nor was one of your friends.

“Excuse me?” You responded back with confusion, but the boy’s grin persisted. “I asked if you want to be partners.”

You stole a quick glance at Tom, wanting to see his reaction before giving the Hufflepuff boy an answer. However, Tom’s dark eyes were already fixed on the Hufflepuff boy whom he knew as McLaggen, since the moment he approached you. Potions was Tom’s forte and he had been your regular partner for it. When Tom was unavailable, Abraxas stepped in as your partner, being the second best student at Potions. Tom didn’t trust the boy, being fully aware of his terrible skills in Potions. However, before Tom could voice against it, Professor Slughorn was quick to usher him to Abraxas, ever so eager to see two of his top Potions students to work together.

Despite being aware of Tom's distrust toward McLaggen, you saw this as an opportunity to connect with more people. Besides, you still needed a partner, and Tom and Abraxas were already paired up. Here was someone wanting to work with you, so it wouldn’t hurt to be partners with McLaggen, right?

Shooting a smile back at McLaggen, you replied back, “I don’t see why not.”

McLaggen’s grin widened and helped you to prepare the materials for the potion, before starting on the potion together. Unbeknownst to you, Tom's eyes bore into you and McLaggen throughout the lesson, his expression dark and menacing, as if he could unleash his wrath upon McLaggen at any given moment if he did a single thing wrong. Tom’s intense scrutiny didn’t go unnoticed by Abraxas, who grew increasingly worried about Tom's dark gaze.

“My lord,” Abraxas murmured in a hushed tone to Tom, ensuring that he was the only one able to hear him. Sensing Tom’s volatile mood, Abraxas navigated carefully, knowing that any misstep could have terrible consequences for him. Tom's sharp gaze shifted to Abraxas briefly before returning to the potion at hand, his focus unwavering. Tom remained vigilant throughout the lesson, glancing towards McLaggen and you every once in a while, ensuring everything was proceeding as it should without McLaggen standing too close to you.

At the end of the Potions class, after Professor Slughorn praised his work again as usual, Tom made his way outside of class, before noticing your figure slipping out of class to reach him. He was quite pleased to see you smiling, as you excitedly recounted the success of your potion to him. “It went so well, Tom! Professor Slughorn said that other than yours and Abraxas’s work, it’s one of the best Draught of the Living Best he’s seen in a while—” you continued talking about the process of making your potion to him.

Whenever you began one of your lengthy rants with Tom, he remained mostly silent, leading you to wonder at times if he was truly listening or preoccupied with something else. However, any doubts were dispersed when he interjected with remarks or asked questions, showing that he was indeed listening all along. In your relationship, you were always the talkative one and Tom was the listener. The opposite could be said when interacting with others though, and Tom tended to take the lead in conversations.

Tom perceived your silence regarding the Hufflepuff boy as a positive sign. In fact, you didn't really talk about him at all, leading Tom to speculate that McLaggen's interest in partnering with you might have been only to secure a decent grade for once in the semester.

However, it would only get worse from there.

A few days later, during Charms lesson, McLaggen approached you and took a seat beside you, one that was usually reserved for Tom. Aware that Tom was in the restroom, you attempted to inform McLaggen that the seat was already taken, but he dismissed your information and settled into the seat anyway. When Tom returned and found McLaggen on his seat, his expression turned menacing.

“That seat was already taken,” Tom asserted, his tone leaving no room for argument.

“I didn’t see your name on it, Riddle,” McLaggen coolly replied back, showing little concern for Tom’s dark gaze.

You felt a wave of nervousness hit you at McLaggen’s reply, and you glanced towards Tom, silently urging him not to escalate the situation into a scene during Charms class. You sent him a pleading look as well that told him that the issue should be addressed later in a more appropriate place. Tom turned his piercing gaze towards McLaggen, his eyes casting a silent warning. Without another word, Tom moved away to take a seat beside Abraxas, leaving you and McLaggen behind.

Although you and Tom weren't officially in a romantic relationship, the unspoken tension between the two of you was undeniable. Despite both being aware of your feelings for each other, for some unknown reasons, neither of you have talked about them before. Tom didn’t find a purpose to since you two already acted like a couple and everyone at Hogwarts knew of your unofficial romantic relationship as well. So, why the hell would a pathetic boy from Hufflepuff try to put himself into your relationship with him?

Tom needed everyone to know that you're his and he knew just the thing to do it.

"Master, ngh— please!" You sniffled, tears streaming down your cheeks, as Tom pulled another orgasm from you.

Looking up momentarily from your juice-covered pussy, Tom smirked when he saw how flustered you were. Cheeks turning red from the scandolous activity you and Tom were currently doing, and your chest heaving heavily with each breath, tempting him to rip your collared, white shirt out to play with your sensitive breasts.

You choked back a gasp when Tom circled his thumb around your clit, causing his smirk to widen. Tom loved how sensitive your pussy was, but after cumming a few times in the abandoned classroom thanks to Tom's tongue and even fingers, it seemed a single blow of air to your clit was enough to send pleasure down your spine.

"One more," Tom cooed to you, circling your clit with more pressure, as he heard students talking outside, including McLaggen who was asking the other students if they have seen you. "My little slut can take one more, can't you?"

You could barely focus on Tom's words and only nodded hazily. He turned his attention back to your pussy and kissed the hood of your clit, before he hungrily ravaged your pussy like a starved man who hasn't eaten in days, as if he hadn't just eaten your pussy a few minutes ago.

"Master—" you half-moaned and half-whimpered, clutching his dark hair from the overwhelming pleasure.

Tom removed his tongue from your heat, giving you a moment to catch your breath. You released your grip from his hair and sighed in relief for the break. However, it didn't take long for two fingers to thrust into your tight hole, causing you to let out a surprised moan.

It was only then you noticed the noises from the students outside and you weakly tried to close your legs, afraid for them to hear you, but Tom's free hand firmly gripped your inner thigh, preventing you from moving.

"You promised me one more, remember?" Tom wore a cruel grin on his face as his fingers hit into your most sensitive spots. You arched your back, feeling a familiar knot in your stomach. You desperately muffled your moans with your hand and gripped the wooden table you were on tightly.

Tom forced your hand away, but before you could protest, Tom kissed your lips roughly, continuing the pace of his fingers. That was enough for you to climax again, clear liquid gushing all over his fingers. You panted heavily, tiredly gazing into Tom's dark eyes.

As you went over to embrace in Tom's arms, you murmured tiredly, "Maybe I should start spending more time with McLaggen if it means you'll get jealous more often."

The next morning at breakfast, McLaggen noticed your limp and wondered how you had gotten it until he spotted Tom's arm around your waist, along with the cocky smile tugging his lips.

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indecisive-capricorn · 17 days

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He just wants some coffee :')

After a long while of pacing and him singing to a particularly fussy Gabriella, his baby finally got some sleep. But his coffee got cold.

#best dad ever #best daddy #cute #cuties #miguel o'hara #gabi o'hara #miguel o'hara fanart #gabriella o’hara

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indecisive-capricorn · 24 days

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Cece has updated. I repeat, Cece has updated!!

A Second Chance PT 9

Summary: After the loss of his daughter Miguel wants nothing to do with kids that is until he impulsively offers his pregnant neighbor a job at the Spider-Society.

Tags for this chapter: Grumpy x Sunshine, Double life, Secret Identity, FLUFF, Vulgar language, Miguel x reader, Spiderman 2099 x reader, them being awkward, Reader going into labor......8.8k words

AND BEFORE Y'ALL SAY ANYTHING YES IK I TOOK FOREVER AND I'M SO SO SORRY!!! There's not really much to say other than I started working my school load got worse and when I finally got to writing and wanting to edit I was sick really bad for damn near a whole week. BUT I'M HERE NOW AND I'M PRESENT! I tried to let y'all know I'm alive by answering some anon asks, comments etc. Another thing Idk if it's because the tag list is too long but for the past 3 or 4 chapters as the tag list grew Tumblr was giving me a major problem uploading the chapters. And I know we only have one more chapter after this but unfortunately, I can't add any more of you guys. So if you want to get notified for the last chapter and future stories that I have you'll have to follow me and turn on notification. I'M SORRY LOVELIES.

Disclaimer there will be descriptions of a woman going into active labor. (Nothing too vivid) Although everyone's labor story is different and of course, people who have been pregnant will be able to explain and give a better description. I have not been pregnant before so I don't have a proper understanding of what really happens during that time. Just wanted to give you guys a heads-up and apologize if I got anything wrong. Mwah<333

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You stare at Miguel in horror as he slowly closes his eyes.

“M-Miguel..?” Your voice is so small you can barely even hear yourself. Immediately you place your fingers on his neck to check for his pulse. You meant it with every fiber in your being that you wouldn’t know what to do if you lost him. You want him there with you…you need him.

You let out a strangled cry when you managed to feel his pulse. You look at Lyla as you wipe your face. “L-Lyla where are they he's still alive but he needs to-”

“They're on their way, it has to be through a helicopter the roads well…you know” You nod your head before you gently begin to stroke his face with one hand as the other rests on your stomach.

You can hear the helicopter coming from a distance. So you place a kiss on his forehead before Ben helps you up as the paramedics emerge from the helicopter a few feet over. You watch as they slowly begin to load Miguel onto the stretcher that they have. Gathering the information that you need from the paramedics to locate him you wait until Peter gets help before allowing Ben to take you home.

As much as you protest against it he didn't allow it. Nor did Lyla. All you wanted to do was go straight to Miguel but that wasn't even an option. Their reasoning “Miguel would kill us if he found out we allowed you to walk home by yourself, especially after all this”

Once reaching home you try your hardest to calm yourself down for your sake and the baby's. You quickly grab your hospital bag just in case and fill it up with snacks you plan on staying by his side for as long as you can before you are forced to leave.

•°~°•

Finally making it to the hospital and given today's current events everything is a mess. Doctors are running everywhere, patients are overflowing the hallways, there's clearly no room for them. You gently cradle your stomach as you take in your surroundings there's blood…. everywhere. Some people are screaming out in agony while others try their best to apply pressure to their wounds.

You make a beeline for the front desk and ask for Miguel O’Hara. It takes a few minutes for the receptionist to find Miguel but when she finally does you have to try to keep your cool when she says you can't be allowed to see him. You blurt out that he's the father of your child and she looks at you up and down before giving you the directions to his room.

You decided to go by yourself because you knew the Spiders were busy. You know that they have bigger things to worry about and…it just doesn't seem fair. Plus you're positive that they'll get here eventually. He is their boss after all. You have to count even numbers in your head to keep yourself focused. This is the only way that's preventing you from crying. You just can't believe that it has come to this. Ben almost died, Miguel almost died and so many innocent people got caught in the crossfire. None of this would've happened if it wasn't for your ex.

None. Of. This.

You know he said that this isn't your fault but as you pass by taking note of the amount of injured people and the amount of people covered in dust from the fallen buildings you are slowly starting to think otherwise. You try to blink back your tears as you finally reach his room. Taking a deep breath you enter as you exhale. From the distance, you can see there are bandages wrapped around his left arm, his forehead, and even his abdomen. Slowly you pull up a chair next to his bed holding onto his hand before gently brushing his hair back. As you examine his features you take note of his busted bottom lip and the lack of color in his face.

You hate this…you hate this a lot. He's like this because of you all of this the pain, the suffering everything is because of you. You place a gentle kiss on his forehead before deciding to give your doctor a call. Granted you are sure that she's probably busy but you want to check in to make sure everything is alright with the baby.

•°~°•

Each day for the next 3 weeks you stayed in Miguel's room for 5 hours. You couldn't help it not being there with him not knowing if he's going to be okay not knowing if he's making progress. Not knowing if he's going wake up….

You hate every minute of this.

You hate that as each day goes by you're dealing with the horrible aftermath that your ex created. It's in the news, and the newspapers, multiple streets are still closed off because of all the debris that still litters the roads. It’s devastating how dreadful the city of Nueva York has become although not many people voice their opinions you can see it all around you. While you go to the grocery store and go to and from the hospital then the Spider Society. You can tell that people are visibly shaken up by the attack and each time you do you feel yourself slowly being ripped apart.

Pausing in your tracks you stop staring down at your stomach as you feel her moving around. She's been moving around way more than usual, it feels like but your doctor said that it's normal around this time.

You've been trying to keep yourself busy by helping out at Spider Society in any way that you can but they don't really allow you to do anything. You can tell that everyone feels sorry for you as you walked along the halls, saw their small smiles and felt the reassuring touches on your arm. Deep down inside you know that they know who Spinebreaker was to you. Maybe they are just too scared to say anything.

You are pulled out of your thoughts when you feel a breeze as a doctor passes by. Holding your stomach you gently begin to walk towards Miguel's room. You're 37 weeks pregnant and honestly, you're just ready to meet your baby girl. On top of all of that the stress and your constant worrying about Miguel, Peter and the rest of the Spiders, and just everything else. It's not making things any easier.

•°~°•

You sit in Miguel's room across from him crocheting socks for your baby. Is it selfish for you to hope that he wakes up before she gets here so you won't be alone? You're scared….really scared that you'll have to do this all on your own. Although it's still early your stomach has dropped. It's not completely low but it's lower than it was this morning. Since Jess just had her baby you've been asking her any questions that you could think of so you could be ready.

You let out a deep sigh as you stretch your neck. Deciding it's time to take a break you put the yarn down on your lap and sink further into the chair as you begin to rub your stomach. You're hungry again but the last thing you want to do is get up. Your stomach is grumbling or at least you think it is. You decide to hum a song that your mom used to sing to you when you were younger before closing your eyes.

You don't know how long your eyes were closed but when you open them you watch Miguel's fingers twitching. You think nothing of it because his fingers have been twitching before over the past 3 weeks. But the longer you stare you realize that it's tapping to the beat of the song. Beginning to sit up straight you quickly begin to hum the song a little louder. You gently sit on the bed, careful not to sit on him. You begin to stare at him before placing a gentle hand on his face as the other one rests on your stomach. The minute his eyes flicker open you can already feel your tears fighting to break through. Too scared to speak and too scared that you’ll end up scaring him in the process you sit there quietly stroking his face as he begins to rapidly look around the room.

“Y-You’re okay just in a hospital. Everything's okay now….he's gone. He can't hurt me or anyone anymore” You watch as he opens his mouth presumably to speak but nothing comes out.

“It's okay take your time”

You watch as he slowly manages to bring a hand to rest on the opposite side of your stomach.

“Are you guys okay?”

Quickly moving your hand that’s on your stomach to rest on his you rapidly nod your head.

“Y-yeah we’re okay….hungry but okay,” You say in between short laughs.

Watching as he slowly begins to move you give him some space as he sits up. You begin to stand so you can help him prop up pillows behind his back but he waves you off and moves over patting the bed so you can sit. Happily following orders you take a seat as you begin to wipe away stray tears.

“I’m sorry”

Immediately your eyes meet his and you look at him confusedly. “Please don’t apologize to me otherwise I’m going to be crying for the remainder of my pregnancy” And of course, he doesn’t listen.

“I’m sorry……for leaving you….both behind for so long I-” You cut him off with a shake of your head as your tears begin to fall all over again.

“We’re just glad to have you come back to us….it’s been hard without you” Miguel looks at you then his eyes dart down to your stomach before he slowly begins to take off the bandages on his abdomen as the sun peeks through the curtains. He takes a peek checking to see if there are any wounds and to your surprise his stomach is bare. As if nothing ever happened. You quietly watch him as he begins to assess his wounds. Not sure of what you should do you let him do his thing. But you feel like you should call a doctor or nurse in here.

He begins to roll his neck and stretch out his arms and legs as popping and cracking sounds fill the air. “How long?” You rest your hands under your stomach before you find the courage to answer him.

“Uh…it's been 3 weeks Miguel” A beat passes before he speaks again and with the look on his face you know that it isn't anything good. You open your mouth to speak just as he begins to rip out the IV from his arm. A loud sound from the machine fills the room Miguel pays it no mind as he begins to get off the bed.

Slowly you begin to get off the bed. “Miguel wait you can't just-”

He cuts you off.

“Let's go didn't you say you were hungry” You stare at him in bewilderment. “I-I mean yes but you can't just-” Before you finish your sentence nurses and doctors run into the room and immediately begin accessing Miguel and coaxing him back into his bed. You step out of the way so they can do their thing.

“I'm fine just get me my papers so I can be dismissed”

“No you were just in a coma for 3 weeks we need to check to make sure-” He cuts them off with a brush of his shoulders.

“I'm fine just let me go”

You watch as the doctors begin to fix the IV and the nurses begin to assess his wounds…that uh no longer exist.

“Sir you can't just leave—Oh your wounds are….”

“Yeah I know my wounds are healed, can I go now?”

You get surprised when one of the doctors turns to you. “Can you please convince him to stay?” Your eyes dart to Miguel and you guys stare at each other for a bit and before you can even say anything you watch as his shoulders sag and he lets out a sigh.

“Fine but make it quick”

•°~°•

For the next hour, Miguel's doctors and nurses check on his vitals, his heartbeat, and his blood pressure. They even called in the physical therapist so they could do a few exercises with him just to make sure everything was okay.

You both are currently walking to the parking lot in silence. You try to follow him as much as you can but he even slowed down for you and you still can't manage. Keeping your hands under your stomach as you watch him walk only a few feet in front of you a small smile emits on your face. You're just really happy that he's back and for the most part, he seems to be doing well.

You look down at your stomach before you decide to slowly rub it. You wonder to yourself how big could you possibly get.

“What are you over there smiling about?” When you look up you see that he has his hand out for you and that he stopped walking. You reach for it and he intertwines your fingers together before you both start slowly waking again.

“Nothing I'm just happy you're here I really missed you” He looks at you briefly and squeezes your hand.

“I missed you too” You walk in silence and by the time you reach your car, it takes you both 2 minutes to decide who's going to drive.

“Do you even remember how to drive?”

“I was in a coma, not 6 feet under” You roll your eyes as he gets into the driver's seat and the ride back home falls in comfortable silence. When you finally reach your place you stand there shifting your feet as you look up at him unsure of what to say. Prior to all of this, you both shared something, exchanged three words, and a kiss. You told him you loved him and he said it back…did that actually mean something or was that all in the spur of the moment. Deciding to do what you do best you start up a conversation in hopes of getting over this…uh awkward state.

Here goes nothing.

“Did you grow you look taller”

“You look healthy”

You pause realizing you both spoke at the same time. “If by healthy you mean big sure I gained weight in these past 3 weeks''

He sighs before he answers, rubbing the back of his neck with his right arm. “Well, it looks good on you” You give him a small smile before you begin to fiddle with the doorknob.

“If you say so…I'm just ready for her to be here. I'm ready to meet her, hold her, touch her. I can't wait Miguel” You place a hand on your lower back before rubbing your stomach.

“I…can't wait either” You lock eyes with him for a brief moment and as you smile at him you swear you catch him doing the same.

“Really?”

“Really”

Silence fills the hall and Miguel takes a step closer to you. He takes a deep breath before he takes his left hand to cradle your face.

“Listen, I meant everything that I said before-” His words were cut off by the flashing of his watch. Damn, you forgot you got another one from Lyla for him.

You tuck some of your curls behind your ears as you let out a nervous laugh.

“Duty calls I guess” He sighs before he swipes his thumb across your cheek before tucking his hand back into his pocket.

“I mean you don’t have to go…since you know you just got back and all maybe you should rest. You know and start back tomorrow” You begin to wipe your palms on your leggings as they begin to sweat.

He begins to slowly shake his head as he takes a step back.

“It's…been a while I should probably check and see if they turned the whole place upside down”

“Oh okay um yeah you should go and do that” You begin to unlock your door only opening it a little bit just enough so your feet can peek through. “You know they missed you right?” He scoffs at your words and rolls his eyes.

“Yeah right”

“I'm being serious we all missed you Miguel…so don't ever pull a stunt like that again”

“Yes, I'll try not to die from here on out” Rolling your eyes as you fully step inside you linger with your hand on the doorknob while resting your head on the door.

“Well I’ll be here you know if you ever need me or anything”

“Yeah…I know. I’ll let you know if anything” He gives you a nod before walking away. You wait till he disappears from your line of view before closing the door and the minute you do Lyla emerges from your watch.

“Really that's it?” You pause as you take off your shoes to look at her. “I don't know what you're talking about”

“You guys haven't seen each other in three weeks. You guys kissed and said you loved each other and that's the best you got?” You roll your eyes at her as you begin to make yourself a snack.

“Well what else was I supposed to do…you know how nervous he makes me. As a matter of fact, where were you that exact push of courage would've been great”

“I was trying to you know…give you guys space. But that clearly didn't work. Now go and call him back so you guys could talk” You immediately begin to shake your head no. “Lyla, you and I both know that man is halfway there and he won't come back just because-” She cuts you off.

“That's the thing though he would come back just because you asked” You sigh as you sink into your couch with your jar of pickles in hand. “Maybe another time….and I'm sure he really wants to get back to work you know him” Lyla gives you a shrug before disappearing back into the watch.

•°~°•

A few days have gone by and you haven’t really spoken to Miguel since you last saw him. It was to be expected though since he’s been gone for a while. He has checked in with you a few times but apart from that you haven’t seen him. Every time you have gotten on the phone it has been...uh kind of awkward and to say you hate it would be an understatement. But to have that conversation of “What are we” over a watch just doesn’t seem right to you. Maybe Lyla was right maybe you should've called him back so you could talk things out.

But on the brighter side of things you are now 38 weeks and 4 days and yes you have been keeping track of the days. You meant it when you said you can’t wait for her to get here. Her movements have gotten a little bit more frequent or more powerful you should say.

Today you've woken up feeling more tired than usual. You're not trying to freak yourself out but as you looked in the mirror your stomach has definitely dropped really low and that means you could potentially have the baby very soon. You haven't been feeling any contractions though so it probably isn't going to happen today but still, you're so nervous. You've been just doing routine checks on the nursery and your hospital bag making sure that everything is ready.

To say you are nervous would be an understatement are you really going to have to do this all alone? The only person whom you would think to call is Miguel….but would he even want to come? Especially learning that he had a daughter. Wouldn't this be weird for him? Plus you don’t even know where you guys stand since you haven’t really had that chance to talk. But you do know you feel the most comfortable with him and honestly you wouldn’t want anyone else. You meant it when you said that you love him….you just hoped that he meant it too.

•°~°•

A few days have passed and you finally made it to 39 weeks. All day you've been experiencing some pains that you were able to confirm with your doctor are contractions. It hasn't been in short intervals like you know it needs to be but you do know that the pains have a little kick to it.

Now in the middle of the night 5 am to be exact and you woke up to a pain in your stomach and lower pelvis.

You've barely been able to keep calm while making breakfast and by lunchtime, the pain is slowly starting to increase. You can’t believe you’re going to say this but you think the baby is coming today. Finally deciding to make the decision you decide it’s best to take a shower and just…get ready.

You are standing in front of the sink lotioning up, nervous out of your mind as you feel her moving around. The minute you feel a very prominent kick your movements come to a halt the second you hear it. Immediately turning your head to look at the shower in case you didn't fully close the faucet all the way. Feeling tears forming in your eyes you immediately glance down.

Your water broke.

You take a deep breath bracing your hands on the counter. You try not to let your emotions run too high but that's easier said than done. After you finish getting dressed you stare at your watch before deciding to give him a call. You wait patiently for him to pick up as you rub your stomach. It however keeps on ringing and heads straight to voicemail. Letting out a deep sigh you pause for a second deciding to check in with Lyla before calling him again.

“Hey, Lyla is he busy right now? Actually don’t answer that can you let him know that I'm trying to reach him” Lyla quickly nods her head before assessing your features. “Honeybun why do you sound like that” You begin to rub your stomach as you let out a nervous laugh. “I-I think I’m going into labor” Lyla takes in a sharp breath before she starts jumping up and down.

“Ahhh oh my gosh it's happening okay okay getting him right now”

You call him one more time in the hope that he answers but when it goes to voicemail again you decide to just leave him one. Dammit, maybe he’s really busy then. When it goes to voicemail again you decide to just leave him one.

“Hey so I am a little hesitant to do this but…my water broke and I'm having contractions..and you're the only person I thought to call-” You're cut off the second you feel another contraction sneaking up on you. “S-Sorry that was another contraction…if you want to come or tag along or whatever then you can I'm going to head to the ho-” You're cut off as the watch turns off. The time ran out…

You grab everything that you need and check once again to make sure everything's ready. You forgot to put the car seat in the car so you have to carry it along with your bag. Quickly grabbing the blanket that Miguel made for her you take a quick glance at your place before heading out. Next time you'll be here you won't be alone anymore.

•°~°•

Miguel is so engrossed in his work that he misses the first notification on his watch. He's currently having a staring contest with the line of canon events making sure that everything is where it needs to be. He’s been gone for so long that he just knows that he has a lot of catching up to do. It isn't until he feels the vibrations from his watch for the second time and Lyla pops up in front of him he knows that he the was to take his eyes away from the screens.

“If I were you I would answer the phone”

“Lyla I'm-” She cuts him off.

“Just answer the phone she's calling you dammit” Miguel immediately looks at his watch but as soon as he looks it cuts out. He begins to walk away from the screens tapping away till he gets to his voicemails.

……..

If he's being honest he didn't even have to listen to the rest of the voicemail before he was out the door. The minute he heard the words “water broke” his webs were already out and he was swinging to the nearest building.

Dammit if he knew it was you he would've answered the phone right away. He would drop everything for you it doesn't matter the time or the place when it comes to you…he'll be there. He just hopes you haven't started driving yet. Although being in this kind of situation essentially brings back both the most painful yet most beautiful moments of his life but the mere fact that you called him must mean that you want him there...right?

•°~°•

Walking very slowly to your car you have the car seat in one hand and your hospital bag on your shoulder. You have to place down the car seat when you feel another contraction approaching. Resting your hands on your lower back you slightly stretch hoping to relieve some of that pain.

You close your eyes tightly for a brief second and when you open them you have to wipe away a stray tear. Maybe you shouldn't try to drive yourself in this state. Before you can even go to pick it up you immediately take note of the person you see jumping from roof to roof. It doesn't take you that long to realize that it's Miguel.

A small smile emits on your face as you watch him quickly make his way to you. He takes his both hands to cradle your face and his mask immediately disengages.

“Are you okay? Tell me how you are feeling, please. I came as fast as I can”

You lean into his hands, relishing in his touch and the warmth of his skin. “I'm okay I-I didn't know if you were going to come or not but I'm….glad you're here. She's coming Miguel and I'm so scared” You hold onto his wrist as he leans his forehead on yours.

“You're going to do so great you hear me. I'll be right there with you as long as you want me” You nod along to his words; you really don't think you could do this alone.

“Yes please don't leave me, I need you with me. I don't wanna do this alone” When you feel him lean back you finally open your eyes. He helps you get into the car before placing the car seat and your hospital bag in the back. For the whole ride, you focus on your breathing resting your hands on your stomach. Miguel encouragingly rubs his right hand over your thigh. Though you can't help but notice his right leg bouncing up and down. Dammit, you really hope this isn't too triggering for him.

Miguel checks you in at the hospital and waits until you're inside the room to race back outside to properly park the car. A few nurses walk into the room giving you the hospital clothes to change into and once you’re done they begin to check on the baby’s heartbeat to see if you have begun to dilate etc. They are asking you if this is your first child, how long have you been experiencing contractions when it started, and so on. Truthfully you have a hard time keeping up. Everything is happening so fast that you don’t even know what to focus on. There’s a band around your stomach that allows the baby's heartbeat to echo throughout the room.

“Is it just you or are you expecting someone else to be in here with you?” You turn your head to the nurse and you slowly nod your head. “Yeah he’s just parking the car but he’ll be here” She gives you a warm smile before heading back to work.

•°~°•

Miguel practically runs out of the car the second he gets it in a proper parking place. He wasn't expecting you to have the baby so shortly after he woke from the coma. He's just glad we woke up before it happened. He wouldn't know what he would've possibly done if he managed to miss it…he would've never forgiven himself for leaving you to deliver your baby on your own.

When he reaches back inside right as he's about to go into the room he is stopped by one of the nurses.

“We can't just let anyone in there are you related to the patient in any way?” He tries not to roll his eyes at the nurse before he opens his mouth to respond.

“Well not exactly but-”

The nurse begins to wave her hand in dismissal. “Then you can't go in there you have to follow protocol”

“I checked her in, what are you talking about? Just let me in” He tries to step around her but she just follows him. She has about 5 seconds to move before he loses his cool; he doesn't have time for this.

“Sir if you would just-”

“The mother of my child is in there dammit let me through” His voice was stern and strained as he tried not to raise it. The nurse immediately closed her mouth, nodding her head before stepping aside so he could pass. He runs his fingers through his hair before walking into the room.

When he sees you there on the bed with your eyes closed and your hands resting on your stomach he gets an immediate sense of deja vu. He’s been in this situation before and the first time he was here he wondered what in the world was he doing. He was quite literally taking another man's place and he wasn’t prepared for it not one bit. But those years and those memories that he spent with his daughter he wouldn’t trade them for the world.

Was it a risky thing to do? Yes.

Did he know at that point in time? No.

As he watches you he gets a sense of longing even though he’s been in this position before once again he’s taking another man's place….Is this a bad thing to think of right now? Maybe. But he can’t help but feel like an imposter again. One thing for certain is that he wants to be here and there’s nothing that can change his mind about that.

He stands next to your bed and begins to gently stroke your hair it’s important that you remain calm. He knows how quickly things can change and he wants to make sure you and your baby make it out of this okay. When you finally look over at him you give him a weak smile and surprisingly he feels himself doing the same.

He takes his thumb to wipe away a stray tear before it has a chance to fall down your cheek. “How are you feeling right now?”

“I’m feeling okay. Contractions are contractions but….turns out I’m already 5 centimeters dilated so..”

“That's good you’re doing so great you hear me. Let me know if you need anything water, if you want to walk around let me know and we could do it” You nod eagerly at him before taking a deep breath. As time continues to pass by he remains by your side only leaving once to use the bathroom. To say he’s so proud of you would be an understatement he’s proud of you for being so calm he could only imagine the amount of pain you are going through.

It’s around 1 am and he’s sitting on the couch eating the leftover food he got for you 5 hours ago and the food that you're also forcing him to eat. Since you hate that he’s not eating anything. The sound of the baby's heartbeat rings in his ear. Your contractions have gotten more frequent and a little more painful just based on the sounds that you’re making. He immediately looks up when the doctors come in. They begin to check on you and once your doctor whom he met all those weeks ago looks over at him and gives him a nod. He knows that is time.

•°~°•

“You're fully dilated Mama I could see her head I think it's time for you to push” You immediately begin to cry and you reach out a hand for Miguel right as he begins walking up to you.

You focus all of your energy on pushing. You block out everything only focusing on the warmth of Miguel’s hand in yours. The sweat on your forehead is causing your hair to stick to your forehead. You push and push until you rest your head back on the bed in defeat. You relish in the silence for a second before you quickly open your eyes and look at your doctor.

“D-Did I do it where is she?” You peek and they begin to wipe her down before they prepare for the skin-to-skin contact. She has a full set of hair and there's blood and fluids all over her. But still, you can’t hear her.

“Miguel what’s-”

And then you hear it.

The minute her skin touches yours she begins to cry. You feel a kiss on the side of your head and you go to kiss her head as well. And just like that, your daughter was brought into this world.

•°~°•

Hours have passed, you've been cleaned up and your daughter lays beside you swaddled up in a blanket in the little basket. Miguel has stepped out to get you something to eat..again. When Miguel finally comes back you notice that one of his hands is behind his back. You give him a tired smile and a confused look before speaking.

“Now what took you so long?” You watch as he puts down the food before handing you a bouquet of roses and mint chocolate ice cream.

“What’s all this?” He shrugs his shoulders and begins to take out the food for you. “I know you like flowers…and I just wanted to get you something” You take a sniff at the flowers before grabbing the food. For a minute you both stay in comfortable silence as you eat. But as you watch Miguel you notice that although his eyes are on his watch from time to time they dart over to your daughter. You can't imagine how this might feel for him. If you were unsure about where you guys stand then this should answer your question. He was in your delivery room watching you have a baby. He was with you from the moment you stepped foot in the hospital you had your baby at almost 3 am and he's been up with you. Not once did he doze off, not once did he complain about it. He was with you every step of the way. You really don't know what you would've done if he wasn't there and you'll be thanking him for the rest of your life.

You look over at him again and you catch him staring at your baby. When he realizes you caught him he quickly goes back to looking at his watch. Letting out a deep sigh you signal him over with the wave of your hand.

He stands on the left side of your bed immediately tucking some of your curls behind your ears. You say nothing as you look up at him with a smile.

“Do you want to hold her?”

“No, I-” You cut him off.

“I saw you staring at her…it's okay you can if you want to” As you stared at him you could see the wheels turning in his head. Although you don't know too much about his past there's no doubt he's still hurting.

You place a gentle hand on his forearm giving him a squeeze of encouragement. “You won't hurt her go ahead Miguel” You watch as he takes a step forward but stops. You give him a nod and he slowly nods back before walking up slowly to her.

“It's been so long since I—I don't wanna hurt her” His voice suddenly went so soft and gentle almost feeling like a small touch against your ears. You watch as he stops directly in front of the basket staring down at her. He goes to wipe his hands on his jeans before slowly reaching in. You practically hold your breath until he comes in contact with her. Ever so gently you watch as he slowly begins to cradle her. She looks so small in his hands honestly you think he could hold her with one hand if he could.

Miguel slowly begins to rock as he stares down at her. “She has your eyes” You let out a small laugh as you begin to fiddle with your fingers. You pause as you remember that you have your camera in your bag. Quickly you lean over to reach in your bag and you grab it taking the picture before he notices. When the flash goes off he looks at you shaking his head before turning his attention back onto her.

As you sit there and watch them you can’t help it as tears form in your eyes you rapidly blink them away before they can fall. He holds her longer than you expect he slowly continues to rock her as she stirs briefly. He holds her for a few more seconds before he goes to put her down.

“Thank you for that”

You shake your head no. “You don’t have to thank me for anything”

•°~°•

Two days later you and Miguel are slowly making your way back into your apartment. Surprisingly when you left they worked on the elevator. Since you’ve been here the elevator has been broken all those months struggling to walk up the stairs and they finally….You watch silently as he begins to unlock your door with the car seat in the other hand and the hospital bag on his shoulder. He hasn’t let you carry anything. Truthfully you haven’t even lifted a finger apart from holding her. And honestly, you like the sight of him holding her and him just…uh being here? The sight of him catering to you once again makes you feel things…things that you shouldn’t feel at that. It makes you crave it, yearn for it even. Or maybe its just because it feels right?

You like this picture of what your little family would look like. You, your daughter, and Miguel. Of course, you want her to have the perfect childhood whatever that may look like coming from just you and her but you wouldn't mind doing this with Miguel. You wouldn't mind him being a part of it.

Your mind shuts off the second he pushes open the door. He holds the door open for you and he puts the carseat down in the living room. As you stare at her you realize that she's awake right now. You begin to wash your hands and get ready to change your clothes and unload your hospital bag.

You walk over to the bag and begin to take things out.

“Hey, do you mind watching her real quick as I—Actually it's fine you’ve done more than enough already. Asking you to stay feels like a crime I mean I want you to stay but if you don't want to I mean that's fine too I'm not going to force you to stay or anything-” You pause as you feel a hand on your shoulder.

Miguel is towering over you as his right hand slowly grips onto yours pulling your hand slowly out of the bag. “Stop it. I'm not going anywhere but you need to sit and relax. You just had a baby….I was planning on staying the night anyways”

You turn to face him. “The night?” He nods. “Only if you want-” You cut him off.

“Yes,” He raises his eyebrows at your quick answer. “I want you to stay” He nods and then glances down at your hand that he's still holding. You swallow nervously as he takes a step closer leaning his head down till his breath fans over your ears.

“Well if I'm going to stay you have to do as I say” Slowly you turn your head to face him and the minute you do you regret it. Your faces are now mere inches apart. “And what is that?” Your eyes dart down to his lips then back up to his eyes. He takes a deep breath closing his eyes before leaning back.

“Sit”

Before you even have the chance to respond you watch out the corner of your eyes a red web shooting out from his wrist and the sound of a chair scraping against the floor reaches your ear. He juts his head in the direction of the chair.

“But-”

“Sit” You slowly sit down and watch as he turns his attention to your hospital bag. You glance over at your daughter when you hear her stirring a smile emits on your face as you begin to take her out making sure she's wrapped up in Miguel's blanket before sitting back down with her.

You watch as she begins to look over at Miguel. You know her vision isn't fully developed yet but you can't help but stare at the both of them. “And here is your mommy's best friend. When you get older I'll tell you about all of our adventures. And if he sticks around….then he could tell you too” You place a gentle kiss on her head and when you look up you catch Miguel staring.

“What, did I say something?” He says nothing as he shakes his head.

•°~°•

It's now late at night you've washed up and your daughter is sleeping in her room. You've checked if the baby monitor works maybe 5 times you made sure there's nothing in her crib you made sure that she has a bottle ready if needy because you know how much newborns can wake up in the middle of the night. You've pumped your milk already and done all of the things that you need to do on her first night home.

To say that you're nervous would be an understatement. You are pulled out of your thoughts when you hear the doorbell ring. Miguel went across to his place so he can take a shower as well. As you open the door you look in confusion as he has a sheet and a pillow in his hand.

“Don't tell me you plan on sleeping on the floor?” You step aside to let him in and he places his things on the couch.

“I'm sleeping on the couch” You close the door before turning to look at him in confusion.

“You could barely even fit, do you not remember when I used to patch you up on there? You had to sit with your legs stuck together so we could both fit on there. Just sleep on the bed with me” He stares at you as he folds his hands across his chest. Silence fills the air as you both stare at each other. Dammit did you overstep? You weren't trying to, you just know that he would be more comfortable on the bed than the couch. And you would be more comfortable….

Not that you want him to sleep with you or anything, just that you guys still haven't talked and it would be easier if y'all did that in the same room.

…….

Who are you trying to convince? Deep down inside you know you want Miguel next to you. But the question is does he want that too?

“Fine. Do you want to create a barrier or anything or-”

Your answer is immediate. “That won't be necessary” He looks you up and down before giving you a curt nod. Yup, this totally won't be awkward at all. You both walk towards your room but you stop at your daughters room peaking your head in making sure she's okay. You decide to leave the door all the way open instead of partially. You hesitantly walk inside her room just checking on the baby monitor just in case….

You walk out and you both step inside your room. Quickly you get into your bed trying to ignore the fact that Miguel will be spending the night….in your room…and in your bed. You immediately pull the covers all the way up under your chin.

He climbs in next to you but he doesn't get under the covers and he doesn't turn in your direction he lies down facing the ceiling with his feet crossed and his hands interlocked across his abdomen. Yep, this is totally not going to be awkward…….You decide to close your eyes and try to let sleep take you but that's easier said than done when you have this man next to you.

Some time has passed but unfortunately, sleep does not take you. At least the moonlight is shining through your window so you don’t have to be in complete darkness. Letting out a deep sigh you take a peek opening your eyes only to catch Miguel looking away.

“You were watching me sleep?”

“I was not”

“You were”

Miguel lets out a sigh of his own before speaking. “I was not. I simply heard you sighing and I looked over to see what was wrong” You narrow your eyes at him not quite sure if you believe him. “Well, you looking away immediately like you were caught doing something isn’t helping your case. You nervous or something big guy?”

“Says the one who’s hiding under the covers”

You begin to prop yourself up on your elbow, your curls falling over your shoulders in the process. “Hey…you already know how you make me feel”

He then turns on his side to face you. “And what is that?” You swallow nervously as you become face-to-face with him. “Well, you make me nervous…but like in a good way you always have even before I knew about you know your secret identity”

He stares at you for a second before asking another question. “And that’s it..is that all how I make you feel?” You are taken aback by his sudden change of tone. It’s lower kind of sultry but it’s laced with uncertainty as if he were hesitant to even ask you. Is he asking you what you think he is…

You immediately begin to feel your nervousness increase so much to the point where you have to break eye contact with him.

You're playing with the ends of the sheet for a few seconds before you feel a hand cupping your chin and lifting your face till you're looking at him again.

“Look at me”

As you stare at him you realize that this may be the night when all of your doubts and concerns about you and Miguel’s relationship can either be washed away or confirmed. This is so intimate here you both are lying on your bed about to talk about your feelings for each other. Yes, you were waiting for this moment since he last left your apartment but were you really ready for it? No.

•°~°•

Miguel's eyes dart between yours as he tries to figure out what to say next. He wasn’t planning on doing this tonight at all. Truthfully he doesn’t know what came over him but honestly, it was getting to a point where he couldn’t hold back anymore he needed to know—he still needs to know. He has to know before he gets too attached and he doesn’t mean to you he means to your baby girl. He’s already long gone when it comes to you. That's one thing for sure but now you've brought your beautiful daughter into the world there’s only a matter of time before he doesn’t want to let go. There’s only a matter of time before he can’t. It’s been torture speaking to you and not knowing how you feel about him. Yes, you both said “I love you” but it could've just been in the spur of the moment. He meant it but did you?

Well, there’s only one way to find out.

He lowers his hand from your chin only to slide it across your face, the ends of his fingers resting in your hair.

“I love you and I've loved you for a long time. I loved you way before I even knew that I did and way before I was ready to admit it…and I want to be with” He pauses searching your eyes for any sign of what might be confusion or maybe even resistance. Miguel honestly wouldn't know how he would place distance between the two of you. He's gotten a small glimpse of what his life would be like with you, him and your daughter. When he finally held your baby girl in his arms it all became oh so real.

He wants this life he really does but he wants it with you. All those times when he traveled damn near across the city to find the correct supermarket you were at. When he made sure you weren't going to the supermarket alone. Or in the beginning when he took it upon himself to watch over you every night you worked at the bar. Both during the days that you knew he was there and then the days that you didn't. Not to mention when you both pretended to be together at your yoga class. All these things made him realize just how much he wants to be the man in your life, your significant other, and the father to your child.

Dammit finally closing off his thoughts he realized just how loud the silence is and how painful it's starting to become. Fuck he just ruined-

“And I love you too Miguel I've been waiting for you to say something and—and I even tried to say something but I never found the right time to do so. I’m so-”

He cuts you off because he knows exactly what you're going to say. “If anyone should be sorry it’s me I wanted to say something I tried to but I could’ve tried harder I could’ve stayed but I didn’t I left” He begins to run his thumb across your cheek deciding to take this opportunity he uses his hand to drag your face closer to his. “And do you want to be with me?” Miguel has to try and mask his nervousness before he ends up looking like a complete idiot.

“I do want to be with you…but you know it’s me and my daughter now so she’ll be a big part of my life and I know I’m probably reaching but she will remember you I know she will so if things ever go sour between us you can choose to walk out of my life but not out of hers…Okay?”

He nods his head immediately if he were you he would have a list of rules for him to follow when it comes to your daughter. But trust he meant it when he said he doesn’t think he could ever leave you alone. Not talking to you, not being near you, or even not checking in to see how things are going feels like a crime. It would be torture for sure.

“I swear I’ll do right by you both you have my word and we could go at whatever pace works for you I’m in no rush”

“Yeah that would be great…since you know” He watches you slowly before leaning forward to rest a kiss on your forehead. He stares as the moonlight dances on your features. Your faces are now mere inches apart. Now isn’t the time for this….He doesn't even have time to react when he sees you leaning forward. He sits there stunned when you place a kiss on the bridge of his nose.

He stares at you in amusement as you pull the sheets back under your chin.

“Do you think she'll be okay?”

“Okay with what sleeping?”

You nod your head. “Is she going to be okay all alone in her room? I mean I know the baby monitor is on but still what if she's crying while I'm asleep and I don't hear her?” You're worried he realizes and honestly, he sees himself in you especially when his daughter was born. He felt like a fish out of water when his daughter was a newborn.

“Trust me you'll wake up but if it makes you feel better if she wakes up we can bring her crib in here”

“I would like that”

“Now get some rest it's late I'll wake you up if anything” He watches as you nod your head before moving closer to him. Miguel doesn't hesitate to wrap an arm around you pulling you in more to the point where you're practically hugging his chest.

“I'm really glad that you're here with me and her. I don't know what I'd do without you” He rests his chin on top of yours as he begins to play with your curls.

“And I don't know what I'd do without you”

•°~°•

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Thinking about baby daddy!Miguel O’Hara who did in fact have some of your old clothes lying around. Tucked deep in the depths of his closet was an old sundress that he had forgotten about, a dress you had worn when you were still pregnant with Gabi, having refused to wear pants during the last few weeks of pregnancy. Despite it being a tad too big for you now without the baby bump, it still looked great on you.

Baby daddy!Miguel who insisted on tagging along with you to pick up Gabriella when you were going to slip out of his door. Saying he’d treat you girls out for lunch as an apology for fucking you dumb last night a “pre-back to school” treat since Gabriella was starting middle school on Monday.

Baby daddy!Miguel who wouldn’t take no for an answer like he didn't last night when you said you weren’t going to take the couch. Such a stubborn man he is, that’s how you found yourself in the passenger seat of his black Chevy Silverado truck, on your way to her soccer team sleepover.

Baby daddy!Miguel and yourself who weren’t entirely ready to talk about what had happened last night, mostly you though. Not having really processed what had happened during the last twenty-four hours, so you both opted to stay quiet the whole ride. The only sound coming from the car stereo that was playing Miguel’s music from his phone.

Baby daddy!Miguel who pulled up to the front of the house you were supposed to pick your daughter up from. The leftover girls that were still waiting for their guardian were in the front yard, passing around a soccer ball. Rolling down his window to call out to his daughter, her brows scrunched together and her head tilting in confusion when she saw her father in his truck rather than her mother in her SUV. Growing a bit more confused when she saw you poking your head out for her to see to tell her to get her bag and get in the car.

—

“Hola mija.”

“Hey amor, how was the sleepover?”

You both greeted your daughter when she hopped in the car, tossing her back in the air next to her before she closed the door. You’d expect her to tell you all the deeds about her night/day like she always did, talkative one your daughter. But instead, the second her seatbelt was one she crossed her arms and raised a suspicious brow at you both.

“Why’d you both pick me up? You guys never both pick me up together, especially in the same car.” You couldn’t help but raise your brows a bit at her skepticism, Miguel just chuckled at your daughter's tone.

“We just wanted to surprise you mija, take you out for the day before you have to start school tomorrow.” Miguel explained, not completely lying. Tilting down his sunglasses as he looks at her through the back mirror. “You’re telling us that you don’t want to go to that breakfast place you like before going to the pulga?” He asked in a teasing tone.

“What!? I never said I didn’t!”

“That’s what I thought.”

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at this point, i'm already reblogging a lot right now but seriously, i don't mind getting booped a lot! i love it. :)

Reblog if you are okay with people giving you lots of boops!

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i wanna say something but i'm pretty sure it isn't pg 13— 😫🌹

JUST LOOK AT THAT VIEW. THERE ARE EVEN PANCAKES THERE— WJAHWHWIWBKEOWOWJWOSJAIABFKNZPZZMMSLSNWOQNWKQNSJWJJWBFJRURUEUEYW!! 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

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My inner cat is unleashing. :)

Me booping random people on my dash I dont even know

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Priorities || Miguel O'Hara x Wife Reader

WARNINGS: Loads of fluff, a few mentions of blood, mentions of pain, slight angst, children, Mama O'Hara in action, Baby O'Hara, stubborn Miguel O'Hara, father Miguel O'Hara, etc.

SUMMARY: Miguel got injured after a mission and you insist for your stubborn husband to go to the medical center.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I got all of the medical information, especially the teething one, from the internet, so take it with a grain of salt since I didn't do much research on it. If it's wrong, please tell me and I'll correct it as soon as I can. :) And I know I'm a little late to publish this but I had to rewrite it twice because it kept on not getting saved.

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"She won't like this," Lyla remarked as she observed Miguel who was focused on tying the wound on his arm with a bandage. He didn't respond to Lyla's words, leading her to point out, "That cut isn't small either. It'll bleed right through the bandage if you keep it for long."

Miguel merely grumbled in response, feeling discomfort from his wound, while Lyla studied his wounded arm, concerned about the potential of an infection.

"I'm only going to check on the recruits' reports for a minute," Miguel voiced under his mask, before narrowing his eyes at Lyla, "and don't tell her about this. She already has enough to worry about."

Lyla rolled her eyes at Miguel's command, but surprisingly, she stayed silent instead of pestering him to tell you about his recent injury. It was unusual for her since Lyla would usually insist for Miguel to update you about everything after he had finished his missions, especially if he got injured. However, Miguel made no comment about it, not wanting to jinx his luck or change Lyla's mind to not pester him about it like last time.

When Miguel went into his office, expecting to see a large pile of reports on his desk, he was instead met with the sight of you standing in front of his desk, holding the baby car seat that carried your sleeping baby boy. Miguel would usually be in awe at the sight of his little boy and his beautiful wife, and he would have done so at that very moment. However, it was impossible for Miguel to not notice the intense glare you were shooting at him, telling him that he had fucked up.

"Whoops! I forgot to tell you, she's already in your office," Lyla said casually, her tone nonchalant, as if she had known about your arrival and purposely chose not to tell Miguel. And he couldn't shake the feeling that Lyla did do it on purpose.

Miguel cursed in his mind and made a mental note to find a way to get Lyla to notify him of your arrival at HQ in the future, although he knew it would most likely fail due to how much she adore you over him.

"Miguel O'Hara," your voice was sharp and stern yet it was laced with concern as well, your eyes glancing back and forth between his face and his wound, "why aren't you at the medical center right now?"

"I need to check on the reports, cariño," Miguel stated, already expecting your disbelief and the scolding you were going to give him for his stubbornness. Before you could voice your protest to Miguel, he interjected, "I was only going to take them and check it in the medical center while they treat me."

That wasn't Miguel's original plan though. He had intended to put off going to the medical center for as long as he could to continue working, possibly only going to the medical center at the last hour of the day. That way, you wouldn't scold him for not treating his wound and ban him from going on missions for a while, which you have done in the past. You can be a really scary lady at times. Although he was very intelligent, Miguel tend to be obsessed with finishing his work at times to the point that he would dismiss his wounds and insist that they were only "small scratches".

They weren't just "small scratches".

And knowing your husband's tendencies, you found it hard to believe that he had planned to take the reports to the medical center with him instead of continuing his work in his office. Raising an eyebrow, Miguel was prepared for you to question him about it. However, instead of pressing further on the matter, you surprised Miguel by asking, "And have you eaten yet before your mission?"

"Of course I have—" Miguel paused mid-sentence, suddenly realizing that he hadn't eaten anything before the mission. In fact, the only thing preventing him from experiencing gastric pains was likely the peanut butter and jelly sandwich you had made for him that morning. However, at that moment, Miguel also realized the reason you had come to headquarters- he had forgotten to bring the homemade lunch you had packed for him before he left for work.

Tilting his head slightly to the side, he caught a glimpse of the lunch box you had brought for him on his desk, along with a small note containing your usual declarations of love for him, which never failed to bring him motivation. He cherished these notes, keeping them secretly tucked away in a special place.

"Mi vida, how long have you been waiting for me?" Guilt began to brew in Miguel's stomach, knowing that you wouldn't mind waiting for him to return from his mission just to catch a glimpse of him for a moment.

You shook your head gently. "I didn't mind waiting," you responded back, avoiding his question. The mission had stretched on for more than three hours, and with it already being around three o'clock in the afternoon, and the fact that you weren't one to delay meals, Miguel knew you had likely been waiting for almost three hours for him as well.

Before Miguel could respond, he felt something trickling down his arm. Looking down, he saw blood seeping from his wound. You quickly rushed to Miguel's side and inspected the injury, a frown forming on your face. "We have to go to the medical center now before it gets infected," you firmly said, taking no arguments from him. "The reports can wait. It won't be the end of the world, amor. Peter and the others will take care of it."

Miguel nodded and gently took the baby car seat from you with his uninjured arm, though you tried to protest, insisting that he was in no condition to carry anything and that you were perfectly capable of carrying baby Benjamin yourself.

As he carried Benjamin, Miguel felt a wave of guilt wash over him for forgetting to bring the homemade lunch you had worked so hard on to work, especially since you were barely getting enough rest lately from taking care of Benjamin who recently began having teething pains and became increasingly restless due to it.

Miguel had done his best to help soothe Benjamin's teething pain whenever he could, even taking a few days off work to care for him alongside you at home. However, he eventually had to return to work, as the Spider Society needed him physically for missions as well. At first, Miguel wanted to hide his injury from you to avoid adding more stress, but he knew you would find out about his wound eventually.

On the way to the medical center, Miguel made sure to be mindful of his steps, not wanting to wake Benjamin up. The last thing either of you needed was for him to wake up, especially since the poor baby was already struggling to sleep due to his teething pain.

When Miguel arrived at the medical center, the spider-healer in charge was slightly surprised to see him, knowing how stubborn he could be and how he sometimes insisted on treating his own wounds. However, it made sense to the healer when you arrived alongside him. The spider-healer pulled aside a chair for Miguel to sit on while they began treating the wound on his arm.

Throughout the treatment, Miguel remained quiet, only grunting slightly as the healer worked. You watched the healer's movements carefully, placing a comforting hand over Miguel's to soothe him. A moment after the healer was finished stitching Miguel's wound up, Benjamin began to cry from the baby car seat, slowly waking up from his slumber.

Miguel's eyes softened as he watched you lift the crying baby from the car seat, cradling him close to your chest. You rocked Benjamin gently back and forth, murmuring soft words of comfort as you rubbed his back soothingly. Benjamin's cries gradually softened, feeling warmth from his mother's embrace.

"Did you have a nightmare, Benji?" You asked the seven month old in a gentle tone, as he lifted his head from your chest, his eyes looking around his surroundings until he stopped at Miguel. With a soft noise, Benjamin leaned towards his father, seeking comfort in his arms.

Miguel's heart swelled with warmth at Benjamin's action, and he carefully accepted him into his arms, mindful of his stitched arm. Despite the caution, you could see Miguel's eyes sparkle with love and adoration as he held Benjamin close.

Miguel chuckled affectionately as Benjamin grabbed a handful of his dark hair with his tiny hands. "Did you miss me, tesoro?" he asked Benjamin, his voice filled with warmth. In response, Benjamin babbled happily, his tiny hands still tightly gripping Miguel's hair.

"I'm sorry for not telling the truth to you, mi amor," Miguel apologized to you sincerely, his voice laced with regret. With Benjamin now distracted by the toys you had brought, Miguel took a moment to express his remorse, gazing into your eyes for forgiveness.

He reached out, gently grasping your hand, his thumb rubbing over your knuckle in a comforting gesture. "You were already stressed with Benjamin, and I didn't want to worry you any more with my injury," Miguel explained softly.

You sighed, expressing your concerns gently but firmly. "Miggy, I'm always grateful for how hard you work for our family, and I understand how important your role is in the Spider Society. But I sometimes get worried that you're not taking care of yourself properly at work like you used to, especially after what happened today," you frowned, knowing that Miguel's old work habits were hard to shake off.

As you intertwined your fingers with his, you continued, your voice filled with genuine care, "You getting injured worries me a lot, but what worries me more is the way you brush off your injuries and continue pushing yourself as if nothing happened."

Worry was evident in your eyes. "Please promise me that you'll prioritize your health over your work and treat your wounds properly after missions. And if you're struggling to remember to eat and drink, I can come by here everyday and remind you about it. I'm still on maternity leave, remember?" You added with a reassuring smile, showing him how much you care about his health.

He squeezed your hand gently. "I remember, and you're right. I promise to take better care of myself for you and Benjamin," He leaned in to press a tender kiss to your forehead, feeling grateful for your love and care.

Benjamin, ever the adorable child he is, wiggled his way between you and Miguel, continuing to babble joyfully. With chubby fingers, he repeatedly pointed to his cheek, a clear invitation for you and Miguel to leave kisses.

"Do you want a kiss too, Benji?" you cooed, your voice filled with affection and awe at the little boy's action. Without waiting for an answer, you peppered Benjamin with kisses all over his face, earning delighted squeals of laughter from him.

Miguel couldn't help but chuckle, staring at you and Benjamin with a smile, as he was silently thankful for the chance to have his own family again.

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Headcanons to Miguel O'Hara x Spider-Woman Reader:

WARNINGS: Fluff, a few dirty jokes (if you're not 18+, please don't read this post), a few mentions of death, etc.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Before everyone reads this, I just want to say that the timeline begins way before ATSV. Like, it starts around the same time as the Miguel O'Hara we see in the SATSV credit scene. Also yes, the dirty jokes might have been a little unnecessary but I couldn't help myself, it was literally right there! And I wanted to make this longer but I'll just continue it with a part II instead. :)

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On the day you had met Miguel O'Hara, you felt relieved and lucky to have another superhero alongside you. Not just because you are the clumsiest spider woman to probably ever live and needed some help before you get into an accident from slipping becuse of a banana or a bag or had fallen down multiple times during a fight for no reason at all. Seriously, it's not your fault. You either have bad luck or just have really bad balance but either way, meeting Miguel O'Hara for the first time had assured you that you weren't the only one going through everything you have endured as a superhero.

You were a loner practically because of your secret life. You were aware of the dangers that could happen to you and to those you tell your secrets to, so you decided to keep your mouth shut on it until Miguel came along.

Miguel was a little awkward but quite nice to you during your first meeting after he had helped you defeat a Doctor Octavius who was not from your dimension. Miguel explained to you about the multiverse and how people like the Doctor Octavius who came to your dimension are called anomalies and his plans to create a team of spider people to keep the universe in balance. You were a little reluctant to join at first because let's face it, you already have a lot of trouble keeping your own dimension's villain in place and you didn't want to burden Miguel either, but eventually, you agreed.

Miguel said so himself that he had only recently found a way to go to other dimensions but it's a little tricky and because of it, the team was still small and consisted only of a few members, including Miguel, you, another spider woman named Jessica Drew who's a total badass and a Peter Benjamin Parker who looks quire similar to your old college friend, Peter Parker but that's a story for another time.

In almost all of your missions, you were paired up with Miguel. You've went on a few missions with Peter and Jess too, but you worked mostly with Miguel and actually got bonded well with him. At first you two got along over your love for empanadas and although you were under the impression that Miguel might be a humourless, stoic guy, you were met with the complete opposite. Sure, he can be serious at times but he was also funny and casual and loves to joke with you in his own sarcastic way.

Miguel trained you as well. Whenever you made a mistake during training or during the missions, he would help teach you a move or two to help improve your skill and you've always appreciated that, especially when you noticed how he was using his free time to train you, outside of working hours, even when the sun was already setting.

Since the two of you are practically partners-in-crime at work or sometimes jokingly called work wife and work husband by Peter and Jess, you would be around each other most of the time. While Miguel would be busy finishing an invention in his lab, a watch that's supposed to bring you to any dimension you want and stops the person wearing them from glitching, you were busy watching for any anomalies that might pop up in the dimensions. Miguel insisted for you to do it near him, so that way he could glance at the screens every once in a while too when he stops momentarily for a break.

You were the one to always remind him to eat, either bringing him some homemade empanadas, which became his personal favourite ever since he took the first bite but he'll never admit it to you , for lunch or lasagna for dinner. It became a habit at that point and you end up bringing two homemade dishes instead of one to work. The first time you gave him some of your homemade food, Miguel was insistent to pay you back somehow, though it was hard for him to resist any of the food you give him. Either out of hunger or just because his tongue loves the way all the food you bring tastes. And technically, it's not the only thing his tongue loves to taste if you swing in the right direction and put enough courage to it. ;)

However, when you were secretly watching Miguel— yes, you're quite nosy — as he took over to check for any anomalies on the screens, you couldn't help but notice that he would always look to a particular dimension. You weren't sure which dimension it is, but you knew that the Miguel O'Hara in that dimension has a daughter named Gabriella. You caught him looking over to that dimension a couple more times but dismissed it to be nothing and decided to mind your own business on it.

You only began to become suspicious when Miguel didn't come to his missions or even come to Spider Society. Miguel had managed to recruit a lot more spider variants but it was very unlike him to not be present in the team. Out of everyone, Miguel was the one who insisted for Jess, Peter and you to work just as hard when the team was still little. And the times Miguel did come for missions or to make an invention, he would always be in a hurry, as if he had some other businese to attend to.

Miguel could also be a bit unfocus at times. One time, you noticed him staring at a file about a mission report and tried to ask him an absurd question. "Miguel?" "Hm?" "Is it alright if I redecorate the whole office and cover it with hot pink glitter and rainbows?" "Sure, as long as you think it's benefical for the mission."

You were of course a little very hurt by his frequent absence but you didn't want to immediately confront him about it. You knew how hard it was for Miguel to manage a whole team, especially one that's growing rapidly by the day, so you tried to be understanding and stayed quiet about it.

That was until one day, you had enough. Your patience could only go so far and that thin line broke when Miguel had suddenly left during an important mission. The mission was a success and you managed to take down the anomaly, but after the fight, you were left with a severely broken arm. When Miguel received news about your state, he quickly went over to the infirmary where you were being treated at. You were silent the whole time he was apologizing to you for abruptly leaving and began tending to your arm instead of the spider healer that had been assigned to you.

Miguel had stuck around, bringing in snacks and drinks to comfort you during your time in the infirmary until the sun went down. He used the excuse that he needed to do check the multiverse for any activities of an anomaly. However, you knew that wasn't the case and right after he left the infirmary, you soon followed after him, making sure to be careful and silent with your steps.

When Miguel had arrived to his office, you noticed him using his newest invention, the watch that allows anyone to go to another dimension, and witnessed firsthand as he disappeared into a portal. You managed to slip into the portal but since you weren't thinking things through, you had completely forgotten that the portals were often opened from the sky, and with that broken arm of yours, it's no wonder you might get more injuries from the fall. Thankfully though, your instincts kicked in and it was around night time as well, so you managed to stick your webs to the building before you hit the ground and without anyone noticing you.

After landing on the ground, you were eventually able to follow Miguel again but turned confused when you saw him going into a house that you were unfamiliar with. You had been to Miguel's universe before and knew what his home looked like in Nueva York, but you were not in Miguel's universe and the house he had went to looked less extravagant than the penthouse he had let you stayed in for the night, which you promised to yourself to never discuss it with anyone.

You observed from a far distance to ensure that Miguel wouldn't catch you and watched as he climbed into the window on the second floor of the house and you began to get doubtful of your suspicions, wonderinv if perhaps he was just on a secret mission you didn't know about. Miguel tends to be secretive at times.

An old lady soon stepped out of the house, seemingly a neighbour, but what shocked you was that when the house door opened for the old lady to go out, you saw a glimpse of Miguel with Gabriella.

You froze in your spot for some time, completely dumbstruck by the revelation. When you finally snapped out of your trance, you noticed Miguel and Gabriella watching a soccer match on the television, actively cheering for their favourite team with popcorn and sodas. You were amused slightly at the sight but not so much with the idea of what exactly was happening at that moment because as far as you know, Miguel never had a daughter to begin with in his own dimension.

So, to be sure, you went back to headquarters and checked the backgrounde of both Gabriella's and Miguel's universes. With Lyla's help, you found out that Gabriella's father, the Miguel O'Hara in her universe, had been killed several weeks ago— the exact same time your well, not your your Miguel became more absent in the Spider Society. It was a canon event and nothing could be done to prevent it or else it could have caused chaos. You became suspicious and after checking his watch's history, you discovered ghat Miguel had went to Gabriella's dimension during the important mission and he had also went there multiple times during his frequent absence at work.

You confronted Miguel about it after you had gathered all of the evidence to prove what he had been up to the past several weeks. You didn't want to be harsh but you knew you needed to be upfront about it, knowing how Miguel is like. It wasn't much of a confrontation but you had asked him for his side of the story. You wanted to hear his reasons.

Miguel explained to you that he wanted to raise Gabriella for the time being until he can find a suitable guardian for her since Gabriella's father was raising her by himself without her mother nor grandparents. Miguel didn't want Gabriella to know that her father had been killed either since it would distress her, so he had secretly been living as the Miguel O'Hara in that universe. You understood his reasons, of course, but you warned him that if he doesn't find a guardian for Gabriella soon, there will be consequences for both him and Gabriella's universe.

Even after you had warned him, Miguel still kept on going to Gabriella's universe, but he was a little more present at work as well. You avoided Miguel as much as you could at work, finding it to be ironic that the man who was dedicated to protecting the multiverse was also about to disrupt another universe's canon. However, you couldn't blame him either. Gabriella is his own child in another universe and having to go through a parent's death is already hard enough as it is, especially at a young age. Miguel was trying to protect her from that pain as long as he could until he was able to find a suitable guardian for her, which is really hard since before her father's death, Gabriella lived alone with her father and had no other family. From the universe's data, her mother had left after she had given birth to Gabriella and Gabriella's grandparents from Miguel's side had already died while Gabriella's mother's family wanted nothing to do with them.

Although you understood his reasons for continuing, you still feared of the consequences that might come to Miguel and Gabriella, so after your missions, you would go to Gabriella's dimension and watched over her from a distance to check if there were any glitches or potential dangers around her, even when Miguel was not around her. Miguel noticed it eventually, but instead of scolding or confronting you about it, he introduced you to Gabriella and told her that you're "Papa's good friend from work".

Gabriella was shy and quiet when you first met her, but after meeting her a few more times, she slowly opened up and revealed her curious side to you. Gabriella is quite adorable and would sometimes aske you questions about her father and how close the two of you are. You didn't find it odd, especially since Gabriella's father probably didn't bring any of his friends back home to meet Gabriella, and answered all of Gabriella's questions with enthusiasm.

At first, you only wanted to meet Gabriella a couple times just so that you knew what she is like, but you weren't able to say no when Gabriella had asked if you could go to her soccer match on Thursday with big, wide eyes. Okay, you admit you have a soft spot for children but how can anyone blame you for saying yes when an adorable kid asks you to go to their soccer match looking all excited?

You ended up going to Gabriella's soccer match and Miguel was a little smug that you came, especially since you didn't really want to get too attached to Gabriella, but Miguel didn't comment anything about it and just bought you some snacks for the soccer match while you two cheer for Gabriella. She was so excited when she realized that you came and hugged you tightly after she had won the match, though Gabriella turned a little sad when you had to leave. In order to cheer her up, you made a pinky promise to Gabriella that she will see you soon enough.

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Weekend Mornings || Miguel O'Hara x Pregnant Wife Reader:

WARNINGS: Fluff and a worried Mama O'Hara but nothing bad happens!

SUMMARY: After waking up, you got a little worried when you couldn't find Miguel beside you.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my first imagine in a really long time, so there might not be a lot of details but I do hope you like it either way! Also, I apologize if the translations are wrong and please feel free to correct me if they are wrong.

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"Morning, mi vida," you hear your husband speak gently behind you, before he kisses your shoulder. His hand slips underneath the warm blanket protecting your body from the cold air, gently caressing your swollen belly.

You hum back softly in response, your eyes remaining firmly shut as you refuse to open them just yet, still feeling quite sleepy.

Throughout your pregnancy, you are the type of person who loves to sleep in until nine o'clock in the morning during the weekends, but you can't say the same about your husband who always wake up at dawn. It becomes a small routine for the two of you. As soon as Miguel wakes up, he immediately pulls you into his embrace— if not already or if you had unintentionally moved away from him during your sleep —and spends some time cuddling you while he admires your baby bump. Sometimes, Miguel will even start talking to the baby if he feels them kicking.

As always, you find yourself drifting back to sleep in Miguel's embrace. You're not a heavy sleeper, but the calm silence and Miguel's comforting touch lull you into a peaceful slumber within a few minutes into the cuddle. There is just something about being wrapped in his strong arms that makes you feel utterly safe and content, as if nothing in the world could disturb it.

After an hour of cuddling and making sure you're not on the very edge of the bed out of a fear that you might fall off it because it has happened once and Miguel wouldn't leave you alone for weeks after that accident, Miguel gets out of bed. Knowing you'll still be asleep for a few more hours, he quietly gathers his belongings and prepares to head to the gym but not before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

Miguel slipped out of the bedroom after that, careful not to wake you up with too much noise, gym bag in hand.

. . . .

Your eyes slowly flutter open as you stretch your arms to the side, instinctively reaching for your husband, only to furrow your eyebrows when you don't feel his touch and look over to find it empty.

Assuming Miguel was still at the gym, you dismiss the worries of his absence. However, as you take your phone from the bedside table, you realize it was past nine o'clock, a sense of unease appears in your stomach. It was unusual for Miguel to be at the gym for so long since he is always consistent with his routine on returning back home by half past eight. Peeling the blanket from your body, you carefully slide out of bed, a hand cradling your eight-month-old stomach protectively.

Your heart was racing with concern as you quickly check the empty bathroom, finding no sign of Miguel there. You hurriedly went out of the bedroom and down the stairs, your footsteps making loud noises. Hurriedly, you dart out of the bedroom and descend the stairs, your footsteps echoing loudly in the house. As you enter the living room, your senses are greeted by the scent of pancakes and the sound of sizzling from the kitchen.

Instantly, a wave of relief washes over you, calming your worried heart. Despite the scent and the sounds coming from the kitchen, you feel the need to see Miguel for yourself, to reassure yourself of the love of your life's safety. Hurrying to the kitchen, you find him there, flipping one of the pancakes over with a spatula, and a sense of peace settles over you as you realize he's safe and sound.

Miguel looks over to you with a frown. "Mi vida, ¿qué te dije de bajar corriendo las escaleras? Hay tantos casos de gente que se cae por las escaleras y—" he begins in a scolding and worried tone, but it fades into silence as you approach and envelop him in a tight hug. Although confused, Miguel senses your need for reassurance and wraps his arms around you, holding you close and soothing away any lingering worries with his touch.

"I thought something happened to you," you sniffle in the hug and Miguel's grip on you tighten slightly as he immediately understand the reason for your worries.

In the third trimester of your pregnancy, Miguel made sure to minimize his missions, only going on them to assist the trainees or if there was any emergencies when necessary. Despite being relieved of the measures he has taken for you and the baby, the fear of something happening to him during his duties as head of the Spider Society lingers in your mind. You understand and respect his role as a hero, but the mere thought of him sustaining any injury on a mission fills you with dread. A single wound is enough to disrupt your sleep for days, as the concern for his safety weighs heavily on your mind.

"Nothing will happen to me, mi vida," Miguel speaks gently, his voice laced with reassurance as he lovingly strokes your cheek, wiping away the few tears that have escaped down your cheeks. "I promise to do everything in my power to keep us safe and to return to you, always." He swears to you, his gaze unwavering as he looks down at you with a determined yet assuring expression.

You sniffle again, finding solace in Miguel's words. It has a calming effect on your heart, and your breathing gradually turning back to normal. Resting your head on his chest, bask in the peaceful silence that surrounds the two of you. There's no need for words to fill the air as the simple touches between you and Miguel speak loud enough for both of you to understand.

The sweet moment is abruptly interrupted by a burning smell that filled the kitchen. "¡Ay, coño!" Miguel cursed under his breath, remembering about the forgotten pancakes, swiftly moves to turn off the stove before the food has a chance to catch fire.

Grimacing at the sight of the burnt pancakes, Miguel turns to you with a sheepish expression. "Eggs and bacon?" he offers as an alternative since it's one of the quickest meal he can whip up for you.

You hum and nod, liking the idea of eggs and bacon. "And orange juice?" you question, your stomach grumbling in hunger at the thought of the delicious meal.

Your cheeks turn pink in embarrassment, but Miguel just chuckles, finding your reaction endearing. "Anything for mi reina." He replies back affectionately, planting a kiss on your cheek before heading to the fridge to retrieve the eggs and raw bacon.

Translations:

Mi vida, ¿qué te dije de bajar corriendo las escaleras? Hay tantos casos de gente que se cae por las escaleras y— = My love, what have I told you about falling down the stairs? There are so many cases of people who fall down the stairs and—

Mi vida = my life

Mi reina = my queen

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indecisive-capricorn · 2 months

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Yandere Cullens Family's Reactions to You Attempting to Escape:

WARNINGS: Yandere, running away, mature language, manipulation, toxic relationship, gaslighting, etc.

SUMMARY: You tried to run away from your kidnapper lover but your attempt failed and now you have to face the consequences of your actions. Problem is, how will your beloved yandere react to it and what are the punishments that lie ahead for you?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: We had the Volturi guards and now, we'll have the Cullens! I guess, I'm in my active writing era for tumblr, so don't be surprised if I end up posting a whole lot more. It can be about Twilight or even other fandoms. I'll definitely be posting more for Miguel O'Hara too. Also, I was supposed to post this later on but it got put on queue and I didn't know how to put it out of the list, so I apologize if it seems a little rushed.

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EDWARD CULLEN aka THE MIND READER

He's a mind reader. That is the only thing you need to know about him to know that it's useless to even try to escape because Edward is already reading your mind to see the potential plans of your escape. He'll do everything to ensure you won't escape and if you managed to find a single hint that could bring your hopes up to do so, he'll immediately eliminate it by fixing the problem. If you had somehow— no one knows precisely how —managed to find an escape, then just know that he'll find you soon enough. Not even just because of his abilities as a vampire since he can easily track down your scent with them, but also because well— he can read your mind. Edward will know where you desperately want to go to and he'll know about the decisions that you'll make as you try to escape. So, good luck but it's practically impossible, unless you managed to outsmart him by thinking of some sort of distraction. But yeah, it's almost impossible because he's constantly reading your mind! Very nosy indeed for a vampire but even worse as a yandere vampire.

CARLISLE CULLEN aka THE DOCTOR

He would be disappointed. Carlisle isn't the type to get angry at people, but he would get disappointed in you when you try to run away because he thought you knew better than to do that. Honestly, out of everyone in the family, Carlisle is the yandere who gives the most freedom to his darling partner. Carlisle gives a lot of trust to you but after your attempt escape, which was most likely ruined because of another family member, he will definitely be keeping a closer eye on you. Carlisle will either give you a scolding after your escape or he will be quite silent while checking if you got any injuries while being outside. The latter is actually scarier than the first because it's unusual for Carlisle to be giving you the silent treatment and it would mean that he would be more cautious and give you less freedom from then on. However, instead of immediately locking you up in the house after your attempt escape, Carlisle will show you all the reasons to keep you in the house. It could be by showing you the wounds and deaths caused by a rogue vampire or even just by bringing you to the hospital to show you the potential wounds you could get by being outside.

ALICE CULLEN aka THE PSYCHIC

Same situation as Edward. She's a psychic. Alice can easily check through her gift when you feel even the slightest want to go against her. She'll immediately fix the problem and spend more time with you and be much more attentive too. However, if you decide to rebel against her far too many times, she might just let you attempt an escape. Under her watchful eye, of course, since she doesn't want anything to happen to her precious darling but Alice is sure she can make an accident or two happen around you or maybe worsen your day with some horrible mannered humans to get you thinking that going outside and rebelling against her isn't worth it. She'll be faking her worries when you finally decide to come back home to her and she'll fuss all over your health. Alice might hide it from you but she is strategic and quite smart, especially when it concerne you. Your attempt had also given Alice a chance to guilt trip you into being her personal dress up doll. Not that you already weren't before, but things are certainly much smoother if you follow her order like a sweet darling right?

ROSALIE HALE-CULLEN aka THE BEAUTY

Rosalie would be scoffing at your attempt. She's definitely annoyed and angry at you, but she is also blaming herself for it. Rosalie should have known you would try to escape and she probably had a feeling on that as well, yet she still decided to trust her darling. You could say that she considered it as a test to see your loyalty to her, one in which you had failed horribly. After she has finally calmed down from her anger, which could take a few days, she will return to you with a sweet smile and continue treating you as her precious jewel like she usually does. Now, you can ignore her attempts to win you back over with her charms and even insult her for it, but do remember that Rosalie could be the sweetest person in the world towards her darling, constantly spoiling you with affection and cherishing you with her gentle words. Her actions causes you to be awfully conflicted about your want to escape because why would you want to get away from someone who loves you more than anything in the world? Your doubts could be added if you had terrible partners in the past.

JASPER HALE-CULLEN aka THE SOLDIER

Jasper will definitely be hurt. I mean, which yandere wouldn't feel hurt at some point if their darling tries to escape? But out of everyone, Jasper is the one who shows it the most. He's trying so hard to adjust for his darling on everything. He had made renovations to his home, specifically to accomodate to your taste and comfort. He had to endure more trainings to keep his blood thirst under control because he doesn't want to hurt you, and so much more. Jasper doesn't expect you to return anything, not even your affections since he understands he needs to earn it, but you attempting to escape is almost like you were dismissing all of his efforts in one go or even worse, you didn't give a shit about them in the first place and that was what probably hurted him the most. Jasper will probably get stricter with you after that. He had tried to be fair and tried to respect your space before and to be quite honest, he is the yandere who gives the most freedom to you after Carlisle. His only rule was for you to not leave him. But you had to break the rule and now, you'll pay for the consequences.

ESME CULLEN aka THE LOVER

Esme has the same reaction as Jasper. She's hurt but she is also confused as well. Esme is really patient and she understands that you needed time and space to adjust living in her house, your new and sudden home that was completely foreign to you, and she's trying hard to get you adjusted and be as comfortable as possible. Like Jasper, she's doing everything she can for your comfort but unlike Jasper, she expects your acceptance in return. It's not as if she is expecting it in a cruel type of way with the mindset that she's doing something for you, so you should do something for her. No, Esme is nothing like that. However, Esme made sure she was doing everything right and she expected for your relationship with her to go more smoothly, not for you to suddenly escape. Your failed escape made her think she did something wrong, but she's confused because she had done everything right so far. Esme never forced you to return your affections, she wanted to slowly earn it, which is why after your failed escape, she had a talk with you and asked you why you tried to leave. Esme knows that she's flawed but she wants to improve herself and do everything she can to fix the problem but in no world would she ever let you go.

EMMETT CULLEN aka THE JOKER

Emmett is silent. He was so fucking silent that it actually scared you more than if he got angry at you and he had never gotten angry at you either but it's probably much better than the silent treatment you're getting. No teasings or even some bad jokes. Heck, not even his cheesy pick up lines. Emmett still takes care of you and spend time with you during his silent treatment though. He still cooks meals for you and cuddles with you while watching a horror movie, which is actually his favourite activity to do with you, but he still didn't say a single word. And it was starting to get to you as well. You had no one else besides Emmett in the house, sometimes his "siblings" would visit, but they don't talk much with you and you were beginning to slowly grow insane from the lack of conversations. It didn't matter how long it took but after some time, you broke down and begged for Emmett to speak to you because if the silent treatment continued on, you were sure you would go completely insane. Emmett was surprised when you begged him but he was pleased as well. He was silent all this time in order to make him more tolerable to you, but Emmett also knew that he would eventually break you and hoped it would be enough to get you to want to talk to him.

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indecisive-capricorn · 2 months

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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝑹𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏!

𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝! :)

Harry Potter

draco lucius malfoy:

headcanons to yandere draco malfoy x reader.

you despised Draco Malfoy more than anyone, but the same couldn't be said about his feelings towards you. but how will he handle these feelings as they slowly grow darker as the years go by?

tom riddle

official (jealous tom riddle x reader) 🔞

Another wizard has taken an interest in you, but Tom will make sure that everyone knows you're his.

Marvel

bucky barnes:

headcanons to yandere bucky barnes x stubborn pregnant reader.

It's already bad enough that you got kidnapped by an obsessed Bucky Barnes, but how will he react when he finds out you're pregnant? And how will he treat you throughout your pregnancy?

miguel o'hara:

headcanons to miguel o'hara x pregnant reader.

getting pregnant is one thing, but how will your beloved partner, miguel o'hara, react to it when he finds out? and how will he be like throughout your pregnancy?

weekend mornings (miguel o'hara x pregnant reader).

after waking up, you got a little worried when you couldn't find miguel beside you.

headcanons to miguel o'hara x spider- woman reader.

meeting with miguel o'hara and how life is like with him before the events of atsv.

priorities (miguel o'hara x wife reader)

miguel got injured after a mission and you insist for your stubborn husband to go to the medical center.

steve rogers:

headcanons to getting married and going on a honey with yandere steve rogers. 🔞

After being forced to get married to a heavily obsessed and insanely in love Steve Rogers, you will have to go through the honeymoon he planned specially to get you to stay with him forever.

Twilight

the cullens:

yandere cullens family reactions to you attempting to escape.

You tried to run away from your kidnapper lover but your attempt failed and now you have to face the consequences of your actions. Problem is, how will your beloved yandere react to it and what are the punishments that lie ahead for you?

volturi clan:

yandere volturi guards reactions to you attempting to escape.

#harry potter #imagines #marvel #miguel o'hara #twilight #the hunger games #hunger games #the cullens #the volturi #steve rogers #bucky barnes #draco malfoy

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indecisive-capricorn · 2 months

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Headcanons to Miguel O'Hara x Pregnant Reader:

WARNINGS: There will be a bit of angst, grief, mentions of child loss, but loads of fluff.

SUMMARY: Getting pregnant is one thing, but how will your beloved partner, Miguel O'Hara, react to it when he finds out? And how will he be like throughout your pregnancy?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I have been noticing that for the last few months, the Miguel O'Hara imagines are decreasing and I am still very high in my reader phase for him, so in an attempt to feed my fellow still on high Miguel O'Hara lovers, I'll be posting several imagines or headcanons for him. Apologies if it's a little rough, been some time since I made a headcanon.

MASTERLIST: Feel free to check out my other works! :)

When you first found out you were pregnant, you were quite unsure what to do. It wasn't as if you were afraid that Miguel might abandon you or anything, but because of what had happened with Gabriella, you knew children was a very sensitive topic for him.

You had talked with Miguel in the past about children and he considered the possibility of having children with you in the future but he didn't feel as if he was ready for kids yet. He was still grieving over Gabriella and you didn't blame him. She was his kid and no parent should ever have to endure the feeling of losing their child, but he has to and it was a scar that he would bring along with him throughout his life.

That was the reason why you are quite nervous to tell Miguel the news and you actually tried to keep it hidden from him for some time. You managed to do a good job at it but it also made you accidentally distant yourself from Miguel too.

Miguel was quick to catch on that something was wrong. Look, you can be the greatest liar in the world and he will still manage to find out your deepest secrets without needing you to tell him any of them. But even before you distant yourself from him, Miguel was able to sense the changes your body was going through. He wasn't precisely sure what it was but he knew something was different and you could blame it on his spider senses for giving him the ability to know that.

Miguel thought you were on your period at first and needed space, but he grew suspicious when your behaviour still had't changed after a few weeks.

And that was when he decided to confront you about your behaviour. He missed your light touches, your cuddles and your daily kisses, especially the cheek kisses you usually give him every morning before going to work or before going on a long mission. He missed pulling you into his arms while sleeping in bed with you, only to have you scooting to the far side of the bed the last few weeks. He missed you so much and he was hurt by your actions as well.

Even with how nervous you were, you didn't want to hide the truth from Miguel any longer, so you told him about your pregnancy.

Shock was an absolute understandment to describe Miguel's reaction to the news. Like, all the signs of your pregnancy the past few weeks came up to him in large capital letters. He should've known from it all but then again, even if you were already displaying a small baby bump, Miguel would only believe it once you actually said it to him.

Miguel would be happy next and he'll be kissing your cheek. He'll say that it is a wonderful news and would ask you for more details about the pregnancy and the baby's health. He'll be quite joyful about it but you knew that there was more to it than that.

You knew your partner better than anyone in the multi-verse and you knew for a fact that while Miguel was more than happy and excited about the news, you also knew that Miguel felt very scared. He was scared that he might fail to protect you and the baby the same way he failed to protect Gabriella. He would swear to you on that day that no harm would ever come to you or the baby as long as he's alive, but it still didn't vanish the fear inside him.

It is something Miguel can't control. Ever since Gabriella died, Miguel had closed off almost everyone in order to protect himself from losing more loved ones. It changed when he met you. You had slowly but surely began to tear down his walls, and encourage him to fight his fears.

His fears continues to stay in him, but you are always there to assure and remind him that you and the baby will be with him for a very, very long time.

After he has gotten over his initial worries and fears, Miguel will be celebrating the news with you. It could be going to your favourite restaurant for dinner or even something as simple as going to the park for a walk and get ice cream. It didn't matter how they celebrate it as long as his beautiful baby mama is happy.

Miguel is the type of person who reads every pregnancy book he can get his hands on. He'll also be taking notes of every word the doctor says during your pregnancy and Miguel will be the one to ask the doctor lots of questions in each appointment. The doctor might think you love to chat and talk about the baby but boy, Miguel could be bringing a whole damn book filled with questions about the baby and your pregnancy, and that wouldn't even be enough to stop him from asking. Miguel is actually tempted to get a personal doctor for you. The guy is filthy rich after all, but you protested against the idea and he decided not to. Of course, he'll secretly have a personal doctor in his contacts and if you ever found out about it, he'll just say it's a precaution.

Speaking of being filthy rich, when it comes to buying things for you and the baby, there is no budget. Before you were pregnant, you still somehow managed to convince him to give a limit when it comes to spending his money, but after he finds out you're pregnant? Yeah no, Miguel will be spending a shit ton of money because it's the love of his life and the mother of his child we're talking about here! He's not paying attention to the price tags, just paying attention to the quality because Miguel only wants the best of the best for his family.

One of the things Miguel knows is really important is quality time and throughout your pregnancy, he tries to be less at work. Miguel can't be out of work completely since the multi-verse needs him, but he can find people to cover his work while he's away to spend time with you.

Miguel is overprotective of you. He has always been protective and perhaps a tad possessive before, especially when there are other guys around, but he is much more protective when you're pregnant. Miguel knows you're not fragile. Hell, he worked with Jessica while she was heavily pregnant and she could have still easily beaten his ass. But there's this instinct that keeps on urging him to just be on guard all the time and because of it, Miguel is always on guard, unless you two are at home alone together.

Miguel adores your growing baby bump. It could still be a small one and Miguel would already be in love with it. He is always touching your stomach, either caressing it gently or leaving several kisses, and this continues on as it grows over time. Miguel's eyes will shine brightly whenever he feels the baby kick.

With that being said, every wish you make is Miguel's command. He will do anything and everything to make you as comfortable and relaxed as you can be. Swollen feets? Miguel's there to massage them. Late night cravings? Miguel's already on the way to the grocery store to buy the ingredients. Suddenly bursting into tears because of your hormones? Miguel's immediately there to comfort you.

Miguel doesn't usually like to take pictures but he tries to take some pictures of you throughout your pregnancy and put them all in a single photo album. He'll also put in the pictures that he had kept of each ultrasound appointment into the album. He does this so that one day when the baby is finally born and has grown much older, Miguel wants to be able to remember all the times of your pregnancy. The photo album is definitely one of his most cherished things and he'll be adding more pictures to it once the baby is born.

Overall, Miguel will be a little scared at first but he will always be very supportive of you throughout your pregnancy and try to be the best partner he can be to you and be the best father to your baby.

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Yandere Draco Malfoy x Reader Headcanons: Trapped

WARNINGS: Yandere, obsessive behaviour, toxic behaviour, unhealthy behaviour, threats, mature and language.

SUMMARY: You despised Draco Malfoy more than anyone, but the same couldn't be said about his feelings towards you. But how will he handle these feelings as they slowly grow darker as the years go by?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey guys! So, i just want to remind you that these types of behaviour in real life are pretty bad both mentally and sometimes physically, and i don't encourage these behaviours to happen in real life. This is only a work of fiction but if you have experience this or are currently experiencing it, please reach out and contact those who are able to help you. Stay safe and enjoy reading! A bit of a short headcanon after a long time, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. :)

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When Draco first met you in the first year of Hogwarts, he developed a crush on you and after watching you from a distance, his crush on you deepens. However, he made never made a move that could give you a sign of his romantic feelings for you. Instead, he became one of your worst bullies at Hogwarts. He often teased and insulted you, but never did anything physical.

His yandere side didn't show until both of your sixth year in Hogwarts. He turned into a completely different person, more cautious and anxious, though he does a good job at hiding the latter emotion. Draco became bitter but more reserved and he spent most of his time on his studies and other things rather than bullying the first and second years like he usually did in the previous years.

At first, Draco kept a distance from you. He always avoided you, even during class, though he managed to sneak a glance or two at you when no one was looking. Draco couldn't leave you entirely no matter how hard he tries. However, it changed when another one of your bullies, Vincent Crabbe, began to torment you by practicing curses on you and Draco was there to see it.

Draco saw red and in the middle of the practice, before Crabbe could comprehend it, he fell unconscious and began to bleed. When Crabbe fell unconscious, Draco was left to face his bleeding and bruised darling on the floor looking at him like he was a monster. Draco immediately casted a sleeping charm on you and darkness surrounded you.

When you woke up again, you were in a peculiar and dark room. It didn't look to be your dormitary or any other houses's dormitary. There was tea and soup prepared for you nearby where you were sleeping. And although your entire body still felt sore from the curses, you felt much better. Several of your cuts were covered in bandages and your bruises were treated with what seems to be ointments.

You tried to get up and look around the room but noticed that you were chained to the bed. The chains was only long enough for you to reach the tea and soup, but it didn't let you go any further. You tried to move the bed but you failed and suspected that a spell was casted to ensure that it wouldn't move.

A few hours after, you heard something open and saw a blonde figure emerge from the shadows of the dark room. Your attention was immediately onto your old bully and you demanded for him to let you go. But Draco refused to, saying it was for your own good and you're in danger.

Draco used a spell to fabricate a letter filled with your handwritings to give to the teachers and the headmaster for your temporary leave of absence from your classes to visit your dying grandmother. You weren't entirely sure how he had managed to pull it off, but the whole school bought it and no one was left wondering where you are.

You were pleading for him to let you go but he was adamant to keep you there— wherever you are anyways, because you don't even recognize your surroundings.

He insisted that he was keeping you safe, looking almost like a desperate mad man, which might be what he was. He became a death eater and knew the risks and consequences outside of Hogwarts and even inside too. He's more than certain that he's the only one who could protect you from it all.

He lets you be free from your cuffs every once in a while, but he was smart enough to not let you be without them for too long. His mind might be completely filled with thoughts that you needs his protection but he still understands the nature of living beings and the want for freedom. That's why, he's careful with the amount of time when you're with and without cuffs.

He's very protective of you no matter what your blood status is, but if you're a muggleborn? His paranoia is over the roof and he's always sure that someone is following him or watching him whenever you're around. It doesn't mean he'll stop visiting you though, it just means less time for you to be free of your cuffs.

You'll be staying in the room he has chosen for you for the remainder of his school years in order to be close to you and he won't be going back home during the holidays because he doesn't want to spend time away from you. He already has to be away from you because of his classes, why does he have to for the holidays too?

He won't be trusting anyone with you. That's also the reason why he's barely letting you out of his sight during his free time. Even eating breakfast, lunch and dinner with you.

Don't be mistaken though, even when you're locked up, he's making sure to take care of you well. He brings you everything that you ask him for and all your favourite foods and many expensive clothes and jewelleries. You look like a pretty little wife/husband for him and the prospect of you marrying Draco excites him.

You're the only thing he looks forward to all day. He knows he has changed during his sixth year and he is not like his old self but you bring side the happiness he didn't know he still have inside of him and he's willing to do everything and anything to make sure the little joy inside him is always there, even if it means locking you up for the rest of your life.

#draco x y/n #draco x reader #draco fic #draco malfoy #draco lucius malfoy #harry potter imagine #harry potter headcanon #harry potter #slytherin #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #actors #books & libraries #death eaters

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Reblogging.

I am currently struggling with depression, anxiety and suicidal thoughts myself but I am fighting back against it. Stay strong, my loves. You are strong and you're not alone in this. ❤

If any of you wants to talk about your problems, my dms are open.

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

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