Are you comfortable with a hazbin hotel post? I really like Alastor and his character and it's completely okay if you're not able to provide this kind of content as I can see your posts are based on Miguel O'Hara, feel free to delete this Ask:)

Hello there! I personally am not a big fan of hazbin hotel as I used to be but, if you truly are interested for a hazbin hotel fic I would be happy to give you one!<3 thank you for asking.

PLEASE POST ANOTHER MIGUEL FLUFF, I NEED THAT JUICY FAT LONG SCHLONG INSIDE MY DRIPPING WET ( ((°)) ) AND PLEASE I WANT TO BE CHOKED SO HARD THAT I CRY AND THEN EVENTUALLY DIE AND THEN COME BACK TO LIFE AND AND DEEP THROAT HIM NEEDILY AND THEN HE KILLS ME AND THEN IN THE SPIRIT REAL I BRAG ABOUT IT AND THEN THE ANGELS GET JEALOUS AND THEN THATS WHERE ROUND 3 HAPPENS BUT ITS NOT MIGUEL ANYMORE IS A REINCARNATED MIGUEL BUT AN ANGEL

-UR BEST FRIEND ANON

I’ll definitely get around to doing this but it seems like you don’t know the difference between NSFW and fluff, fluff is wholesome, cursive stuff and nsfw is sexual content that is not really that much based around fluff (unless it is written mixed.)

Parent!miguel x parent!y/n.

.𝐌𝐀𝐉𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅.

[side note: I have written this for Mother’s Day! And yes Ik that in the image I have used it’s Peters kid but…yk only 1 I could find of a baby 😭]

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You were fast asleep, unaware that your husband had left your side which in this case was normal he would normally have to go out at random times at night for the line of work he followed and you understood this but it always left you worried senseless, not knowing what shape he would be in once he came home…you and him had a baby to raise together and you’d very much like for him to physically be there alongside you and your baby.

Anywho it was about 5:30am and the only thing that woke you was the sound of your baby cooing, letting out an exhausted sigh you rolled out of bed and stumbled to the doorway, a smell struck your nose and it smelt pretty heavenly which got you confused because who the hell would be cooking now?? You made your way through the small hallway of your house that lead to your kitchen where you saw the adorable sighting of Miguel holding your child in his arms soothing it as he continues to make the ‘breakfast.’ he was going to surprise you with, “Miguel?” You softly called out for his name, he snapped his head into your direction and froze like a deer in headlights “oh, love I see that you’re awake…and so early too.” he says sheepishly, putting the baby down into its little high chair Miguel walks over to you. “What are you doing up so early cooking?” You asked through an yawn and a stretch, curious to know the reasoning behind all this, Miguel doesn’t answer until he comes a bit closer to you and cups your cheeks into his hands, leaning in to plant a kiss on your lips which you met back with embracing him into a hug. After a couple of seconds you guys broke apart. “Happy Mother’s Day, mi amor.” He finally says.

This left you with a sense of awe, admiring how he got up early even through his own sleep deprivation for you.

you couldn’t help but pull him in another kiss, this one just as passionate as the last

𝑀𝒾𝑔𝓊𝑒𝓁 𝐻𝒞’𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑒𝒹!

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FLUFFY hc’s first>>

🌺. You brought yourself and Miguel matching cat onesies, as much as he wouldn’t admit this to ANYONE he loved his onesie to death and would occasionally wear it underneath his spider suit, for Halloween you made him wear it on the job which he was reluctant at first but he finally caved in (everyone took a pic, printed it off and pinned it up at the spidey headquarters.)

🌸. He often stops by the house during his work hours to drop off a bouquet of flowers and some food, leaving a little note along with it saying something cheesy that he probably got from one of his friends from work to say, but it didn’t matter to you because it always left you with butterflies.

🪷. Loves homemade dinners and packed lunches from you more than you think, instead of eating out at some fancy restaurant he’d rather be at home helping you in the kitchen.

🌷. Loves to be a little spoon in bed to be honest, he likes it when you play with his hair and reassure him every once in a while that no matter what everything is okay.

💐. If you and your family speaks a whole different language he will learn every single word from your language and will randomly speak some phrases to you, which will make you impressed but shocked at the same time.

NSFW 18+ HC’s!!>>> 🌹. When he’s about to finish his claws come out, piercing your flesh a little from where he’s holding you but he make sures that you’re fine and okay with it, you’ve had multiple conversations on it in the past and you declared you loved it when he left markings on your body.

🥀. He loves it when you dominate him, he adores how you tease him and make him beg for your touch. He oftens finds himself a whiny, needy mess.

🌻. He’s a switch, so he’s quick to jump from submissive to dominate at any time, if you’re on top riding his cock and controlling him he will randomly grab your waist and roll over making you be on your back and him on top, taking control and honestly you don’t mind in fact that’s what you been craving.

🌼. Prefers to do it without a condom but it’s up to you to be honest, but he loves the feeling of your pussy squeezing up against his cock and you finishing on him as he’s inside you, he also loves it when you cum together and he can feel all his load go inside, once he pulls out it’s like a pool of cum leaking from you.

I could go on, but I’m tired 🫶 thank you. Mwah

GIVE ME A MIGUEL. HE WANTS TO RAIL ME SO HARD BC I PISSED HIM OFF AND HE RIPS MY CLOTHES AND EATS ME ALIVE AND I CRY LIKE A PATHETIC WHORE

-Iykyk not U dont

I could definitely write an 18+ fanfic of this without the hard g0re you explicitly have hurt my eyes with 🙂💙 thank you for the suggestion!

Do you write any HC on certain characters? It's my first ayaq btw

yep! I do any fandom/character! Feel free to drop whom you want head cannoned! :p 💙🌺

“𝒴𝒪𝒰 𝐻𝒰𝑅𝒯 𝑀𝒴 𝐻𝐸𝒜𝑅𝒯”

.ᴀɴɢꜱᴛʏ ᴍɪɢᴜᴇʟ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚⋆☀︎｡٠ ࣪⭑₊˚⋆☀︎｡٠ ࣪⭑₊˚⋆☀︎｡٠ ࣪⭑₊˚⋆☀︎｡٠ ࣪⭑₊˚⋆☀︎｡٠ ࣪⭑˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

‼️TRIGGER WARNING‼️

It’s sad.

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Miguel hasn’t been back to his universe since, well..forever. All the pain and anguish he felt was slowly pushed to the back of his head and nearly forgotten if it wasn’t for lyla mentioning every now and then that he should probably go and check on his original universe, seeming it was his duty to be the Spider-Man there until the multiverse (AKA Spiderverse.) faltered, anyways. When it came to that ‘every now and then’ Miguel was heavily reluctant, scrambling to find an excuse but Lyla continued to push him, because not only was he suffering she was too, she missed home and her home was of course, you. Which leads them to now as they stood at the edge of front of your grave, your gravestone crumbled due to the uncare for it, Miguel tried so hard to make it look pretty but he never could.

“Oh y/n…” he mumbled underneath his breath, his heart thumping from beneath his chest. “Not only did you steal my heart, but you’ve hurt it.” His voice was shaky, he cleared his throat wanting to say more but he decided it would be a waste of time, you weren’t physically here, so what was the point? He put the small bouquet of flowers down onto your dusty old grave and went to leave, Lyla tried to get him stop desperately as she wanted to stay for a little while longer but he wouldn’t have it, it was too much for him mentally so of course Lyla ended up losing this argument and they left you again, who knows how long this time.