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no but really let’s talk about the dynamic between the older gen spideys vs young gen spideys for a moment, because it’s really got me fucked up.
miguel and all the older gen spideys seem so entirely accepting of all these “canon compliant” rules, because those rules absolutely validate the trauma that every one of them has gone through. the idea of “oh our pain had a reason, oh our heartbreak was for something after all” is a VERY powerful notion that—understandably—they welcome with open arms because they have already lived it.
but the younger gen spideys…. yes, most of them have bought into miguel’s logic for most of the movie, because of course you’re going to listen to the 1,000,000 adults all telling you the same thing when you’re fucking fifteen and desperate for any semblance of mentorship. and it sure does make a lot more sense when you yourself have also experienced a similar trauma to all the others.
but that’s exactly it, isn’t it? they’ve all experienced the same trauma—
that miles and pav have not.
so, no. actually, fuck your rules. and really, fuck your demands that i must suffer what you suffered just because you cannot accept me without it. and good on miles for saying it—good for all of the spideys who realized he was right—realized he was asking all the right questions instead of drawing all the wrong conclusions.
(yet. for all my anger i feel towards the older gen for pressuring him in that way….i also understand why they cling so desperately to these stupid “canon” rules. because, if miles can manage to resist it—if he or gwen or pav can escape what they never could—then suddenly, they have to ask the question of:
“what didn’t i do right?”
and
“was all that pain really for nothing?”
and accepting your life after having to ask those questions instantly becomes much more difficult.)
#and isn’t that all the perfect representation of the divide between generations in reality?#anyways fuck miguel#miguel hater to the day i die#not bc he’s a bad person#just because he was mean af to my baby boy miles and i will never forgive that#spider man across the spiderverse spoilers#spider-man atsv spoilers#miles morales#gwen stacy#pavitr prabhakar#hobie brown
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family man miggy for @leastsaid for winning my art raffle! i think his daughter being a miles morales stan would be the absolute funniest thing in the world and i had to make it happen
#across the spiderverse#miguel o'hara#gabriella o'hara#meows morales#spider-man#across the spiderverse spoilers#fanart#my draws#ty for the adorable prompts my mind ran wild LOL#that scene from lilo and stitch where lilo picks out the most fucked up dog in the shelter#same energy anyway
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so I've been on vacation but now I'm back on my bullshit ;)
(doodle totally not inspired by a cute family in pikachu hats that I've seen but then during doodling I've decided Stitch actually fits Miguel better)
#miguel o'hara#gabriela o'hara#spiderman#spiderman 2099#spiderverse#I so want such a bucket hat#because reasons#miguel's clothes are loosely redrawn from the initial designs for him the awesome spiderverse crew shared#and idk they are kinda retrofuturistic as in they look like a better designs of 80's tracksuits in not shiny material#and better color palette#and i fucking love them#anyway sharing this quick doodle before i sleep on it and realize all the things my perfectionism could stress me about it
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never before seen middle part comic noir… I’m obsessed u draw him so nicely 😭😭 so blessed
NOT THE LAST MIDDLE PART COMIC NOIR I INTEND TO DRAW!!!! age discourse/noir timeline discussions i see on the dash have started to make me think about the overlapping year (1933....) and how that could be tied to the 'canon event'. and specifically the potential of comic!noir having a crazy angsty bittersweet time about itsv noir having longer with robbie because he happens to be born earlier in his universe. but also comic!pete having to grapple with knowing what happened to robbie in his universe and how he can't stand by and watch a version of himself lose robbie when he could change things. which is why i have this draft of a page :)
AND GOD DUDE THE WAY U DRAW COMICS NOIR (baby... baby boy) ABSOLUTELY HAS PLAYED A PART IN HOW I DRAW HIM !!! he is so devastatingly young in your depiction of him and i felt like the way i drew the comic version of him had to change and adjust towards that!!!! i love the comic art but that is not a 16-17 year old kid and i swear if the comic reflected how young he was i would have had the world's worst category 10 woman moment
#so what if im playing fast and loose with the idea of spiderverse canon.' miguel wouldnt let' BLAH BLAH MY CITY NYEOW!!!!!#all the stuff in my psd folders are just noir comics that are wips. i must find time to line color and post them#the other itsv noir-robbie comic technically takes place almost concurrently with this one...#where 90214B is going through the same motions as comic 90214 . canon events will be disrupted. i promise.#anyway yes. noirverse enjoyers grab your screentone brushes!!!!!!!!!#my art#noir#sooner or later i will unleash a bunch of noir comics into the tumblr stratosphere. only the rsi holds me back#and i do not think this has to be said but ofc ur art kills me. every day. i love ur noir comics so dearly#and you are ofc the noirobbie pioneer who got me to read 08-09 again because i was enjoying ur content so much!!!!#and for the better. i have become so much worse about noir!pete#i have to save him. he's so fucking young (<- cannot save peter parker because he is lines on a comic page) (<- also a tragedy enjoyer)
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A DEVIL REBORN
Happy Halloween!!! A detailed ID will be placed under the cut (it's close to being 1K i could literally post this to Ao3)
p1. ड्याम्म (dyamma) - Nepali for "(feeling) full", "hitting something"
p3. Chutiya - Hindi for "idiot", "moron" and other related insults
p5. க்ரீச் (kreech) - Tamil onomatopoeia describing scraping/screeching sounds
[Extended Image ID: DYAMMA! Slamming his hands on a table, Achanba Okram finds himself in the darkness of his laboratory. He is wearing black clothes and a white lab coat on top, and has a bowl cut with rectangular glasses.
His thoughts whirl within boxes that are coloured gold and are outlined with red; they put a voice to the uneasy feelings Okram knows are stirring inside of him. The thought boxes read:
With Pavitr gone, I finally have time to string my thoughts together. Half-drowned answers bleed out of my pores. Coalescing like some great, abysmal creature of unknown origin.
Bracing his hands against the table, Okram is acutely aware of his body, of the gaping holes in his back that bubble with demonic energy. His thoughts narrate, My body quakes when I begin to question, wracked with paranoia. With dread, as if the idea of what I had to face was unbearable.
The holes in back — four of them, spaced evenly from each other — begin to ooze golden liquid, hot like fire and viscous like tar.
And yet, Okram thinks, I felt it all the same: that crawling, scintillating horror of my reality. Of my tainted flesh and blood. My being here is the work of demonic forces.
Golden arms, fluid yet bony, powered by some otherworldly thing, unravel from the void in his back. They flounder and expand around him, filling the lab with a cold glow. The fingers are tipped with talons, and, if he looked hard enough, Okram swears they are edged with blood.
I died years ago, Okram thinks. I lost my humanity to the fire of the devil's madness. Thus, the question remains: what is the future of Achanba Okram, a DEVIL REBORN?
The lights of the lab suddenly brighten, and Okram hears him before he sees him. His arms register the presence of the other person, immediately unraveling and slipping out of reality. Just outside, Pavitr Prabhakar's voice calls, "HEY, DOCTOR OKRAM! Sorry I'm late! Traffic was abysmal today."
Pavitr's entrance catches Okram by surprise, and he stutters out, "PAVITR?! You- ah- you have one of your shifts today?"
His thoughts reprimand him, You CHUTIYA! Pavitr always has his shifts on Tuesdays!
Pavitr is unaware of Okram's turmoil, sauntering into the laboratory while hefting up a white plastic bag. He's wearing a black and white flannel shirt, and he has circular earrings. Pavitr's eyes are trained on the bag in his hand. He answers Okram's question with, "Yeah, I do. I, uh, got a little hungry along the way (I'm always so hungry)." Pavitr whispers the last part as he lifts the bag up. He continues, "so I went and bought some vada pav, and—"
He suddenly pauses, his eyes locking onto Okram. He can't tell what is going beyond Pavitr's eyes, but the other man's analysing gaze unnerves Okram to a degree beyond description.
(In Pavitr's POV: his Spider-Sense was just triggered. Red and gold squiggly lines emanate from and surround his head in a halo.)
Pavitr lowers the bag slightly in concern. "Uhm," Pavitr says "are you okay, Doctor?"
Dread and fear floods Okram's system. Suddenly he is hyperaware of everything in the room, including the golden arm that has sprouted from his back and was lying on the workbench behind him, right in Pavitr's line of sight.
Play dumb! Okram's mind screams at him. Accordingly, Okram replies, a tad too tightly, "Of course I am, Pavitr! Why wouldn't I be?"
KREECH. The golden arm scrapes its taloned fingers across the table, no doubt giving away its location.
Okram chuckles nervously, sweating almost immediately, at which his mind howls, Not that dumb!
Pavitr narrows his eyes at Okram and at the golden arm on the workbench. "Are those...demonic arms?" he asks Okram, a shadow crossing his face.
(In Pavitr's POV: In the back of his mind, Pavitr sees a vague and faded image forming in response to seeing the arms. He remembers Doctor Octopus, the man with two extra sets of arms who had attacked him many years ago; he was one of the first villains Pavitr fought as Spider-Man. But... Doctor Octopus died a long time ago. Perhaps...?)
"Oh, Doctor..."
Pavitr's gaze softens as he asks, "Are you being haunted by demons? Have you been attacked by them? Why didn't you tell me? I'm so sorry this has been happening to you. I can't imagine how stressful this is for you." A moment, and then, "Do you want to talk about?"
Okram hides his face in his hands, quickly responding, "No, I'm alright, Pavitr."
Pavitr walks forward, placing his bag down and reaching down to place a reassuring hand on Okram's shoulder. "But, Doctor, men of your generation have ignored their mental health for too long."
"Yes, I know," Okram sighs.
"It'll be okay, Doctor," Pavitr promises, "we can figure something out!"
"And what?" Okram asks somewhat sarcastically. "You will be here with me 'every step of the way'?"
"One hundred percent!" Pavitr says.
Behind them, one of Okram's demonic arms reaches out to peer at Pavitr and Okram; if an arm could be happy, it certainly was. The arm is seemingly pleased with Pavitr's helpful and understanding nature. /.End ID]
#i finished this comic the night before an exam. pray for me#anyway THE COMIC IS HEREEEEEEEEE#this thing has been rolling around in my mind for SOOO LONG lmao#only real spidey fans will understand that this interaction is based on that one scene between peter and otto octavius-#-in the first ps4 spidey game#friendly reminder that pavitr prabhakar (at least in the comics) does not know the identity of his version of doctor octopus#so my brain knew it would be super fucking funny to have this scene happen in the mmau except the roles are swapped. how fucking funny#(please tell me it's funny i worked so hard on this hyperspecific joke)#also yes that picture of pavitr with the bag? that i've been reblogging where he picks up sad peter parker or gets jumped by miguel?#yes that came from here. I AM A COMEDIAN#but narratively-speaking. considering this is now canon for the mythic mumbattan au....#thinking about how i far i can push the insomniac spidey agenda into this universe. thinking. just THINKING. wait I JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHI#and it is FANTASTIC oh you guys are gonna love it#cackling. you'll have to wait for it tho <3#spider man#spider man india#pavitr prabhakar#achanba okram#(also in case you didn't know. achanba okram ISN'T REAL. HE'S MY LITTLE GUY. I MADE HIM)#(he's like. half oc half established character)#artoftheagni#mythic mumbattan au#atsv#across the spider verse#atsv pavitr#doctor octopus
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another miguel thing?
yeah.
content warning. blood play, anal, a bit feral at times miguel, praise sorta, biting and scratching and general asshole miggy. 2.8k lol.
A SPECIAL thank you for @thelittletoadintheroad and @dokidokirozz for the spanish lessons, on gOD, i would be crying and shidding rn without them right now!
you're not his. He knows that. You were never his, not connected to him in any way. You belong to a different spiderman, another Peter. You. Are. Not. His.
But he wishes you were.
Your Peter refused to join unless you were with him. He didn't fully understand until later. You were that fucking addictive. Miguel was as bad as your Peter at times, seeing him when you were with him, and getting all mopey and fucking annoying when you were gone. Except your Peter wasn't as bad as him. Maybe because he actually had you.
Miguel didn't know when he got so bad. He.... He wasn't bad, not like the villains they were keeping contained, ready to be sent back to their own dimension. He wasn't evil. But at one point, something switched in his brain. You were so fucking good, and he didn't deserve you. Not after what he did, to an innocent girl, to a world of civilians.
He didn't deserve the goodness that came with being with you. You weren't universally beloved, not like the MJs and the Gwens usually are, but Miguel sees you. He sees why someone could rely on you. Sees why someone would go to pieces if they can't return home to you.
Trying to be friends with you doesn't fucking work. Miguel doesn't have proper "work friends" just people he gets along with and people he wants to stay quiet and go do their job. He struggles to remember a time if he actually did have people close to him. Other than...
Fuck.
He wasn't getting any closer to you by trying to be friendly. Not when your Peter was constantly hovering. Miguel was starting to taste blood in his mouth more and more, from dragging his tongue over his canines over and over again whenever he was around. It was worse when you were around.
Soft little thing. He always fucking towered over you. Blood in his mouth, hot and slippery on his teeth as you dropped by momentarily to talk to one of the Spideys. You were always out of reach, tantalising and distant and perfect... And not his.
"Late night?" Miguel was startled, but he didn't show it. His fingers barely even twitched as your voice.
"... Every night is a late night." He didn't turn around to look at you, but his senses were screaming at him.
You were coming closer, gait easy and unafraid, when you really fucking should be.
"That probably sucks for your sleep schedule. You're like a college student hopped up on energy drinks and coffee." You replied easily, leaning against one of the panels just to peer at him.
Miguel's fingers paused for a second, almost feeling the heat radiating off of you.
"... I don't need much sleep." He finally replied, before continuing his work, fingers flying over the keys.
"You could use some."
"What?"
"Sleep, Miguel. You could use some. The bags under your eyes are designer at this point." You continued, at complete ease.
He just gave an unimpressed snort, pausing to rub at his eyes momentarily. Copper. He could taste copper again.
"Or go do something relaxing. Get a drink with the others. Take a spa day. Ever wanted to take up dancing, I kn-"
"Why are you here." Miguel finally snapped. Blood coated his tongue, seeping through his teeth. It wasn't a question, it was a demand for you to fuck off. A plea. "You shouldn't be back here."
"I shouldn't? Was there a sign-"
"Because I'm telling you." Miguel sharply turned around, gritting his teeth and stepping closer to your smaller form. "And you should do what I say, little thing."
The last part slipped out by accident. You would always be tiny compared to his 6'7, broad, muscular frame. He could fucking manhandle you, and he should. Grab you by the neck, drag you out. Grip your upper arm and make you leave. Take both of your wrists in his hand and pin them down and-
"Fuckin hell, Miguel. I'm trying to be your friend and-"
"My friend? I don't need any friends, especially someone like you." Someone like you, who should be kept at home, warming his bed, climbing into his fuckin lap. He doesn't want to be your fucking friend, he wants to be fucking you, licking into your mouth, getting to have you fully and wholly.
"What does that mea-"
"It means that your man should keep a closer eye on you." Miguel hisses, something in his stomach growing. "It means that if I was him, I wouldn't let you wander around, like a little puta perdida."
You stared at him, mouth agape, soft, wet tongue peeking out. On instinct, he dragged his own bloodied one over his white front teeth. Your eyes followed the movement. If you didn't fucking cut it out, he was going to... He was going to...
He was going to sink his claws into your back. His fucking teeth into your throat. Miguel was going to lose it, and become some sort of beast. Some sort of fucking monster.
He licked his canine again. Your eyes flicked to his mouth before focusing on his throat instead.
"... Are you talking about Peter?" You finally asked, feeling his dark eyes burning into your face.
"Who else?" Miguel sneered.
"Peter isn't... He isn't "my man", he''s my friend. So-"
He could hear nothing but static in his ears. Your mouth was moving, words were coming out, but he could only block it all out to focus on that mouth.
"- So no need to be a fucking asshole about it." He clued back in to your words and fixed you with a piercing look. "Got it? Good. I just won't fucking try with you next time."
You turned away from him. You were walking away from him. You didn't get to do that.
One moment you were heading towards the only source of bright light in the room, the door, the next you were slammed up against a console. Thick, tight fingers were gripping the back of your neck, sharp claws digging into the skin and piercing through enough for blood to start seeping from the cuts.
"Migu-"
One palm left its harsh grip on your waist to come around and cover your mouth, his hand big enough to cover over half your face, also covering your nose.
"Déjame sentirte." His broad chest rumbled behind you, voice rumbling like a purr.
All the simmering anger had been replaced with something else... Something that felt far more dangerous. From a snapping predator, on edge, to a playful beast, at ease enough to play with his food.
"Not with him, hm." Miguel was just holding you, down and close, but not doing anything, not yet. You couldn't even reply to him, not with his cool hand pressed against your lips.
You felt his entire body shift, his sharp hips coming to fully rest against your ass, chest pressing tightly against your back, and the tip of his nose resting against your nape. You could hear him inhale deeply, dragging his parted lips over the skin of your neck, breathing you in until his mouth came to rest just behind your ear.
"Quédate quieta por mí ." His voice was hoarse, breath hot against the shell of your ear.
You froze up fully. You had been kinda crushing on the loner, the only Spidey without a sense of humour. It's why you had been bugging him, trying to get him out of his damn shell, but fuck. This situation had fucking escalated so fast, from Miguel being an asshole, to manhandling you over the consoles and his hand slowly drifting from you mouth, down to your stomach. Just carressing slowly, pinching the soft skin a bit, like a lion preparing to claw open the belly of its downed prey.
"Miguel-" You started to whisper, not entirely sure what you wanted to tell him, maybe to stop, maybe to continue, but he hushed you again.
You were half sure that if you actively fought his grip, he'd... He'd let you go. But you stayed still. Let him touch from your stomach, up, to drag his palm over your chest. You began to squirm, the sharp fingertips starting to tickle instead of nick your skin.
"Didn't I tell you to keep still?" Miguel murmured, his lips dragging slowly over your skin before pressing his mouth against the side of your neck.
His tongue drags slowly over your pulse point, tasting the... The fear? The arousal? The exhilaration that ebbs from your skin, the blood beating quickly through your body. The vein underneath the flesh thrummed against his tongue, closing his eyes at the feeling of your fragile little heart pumping your warm blood as fast as it can. He could only sigh before rearing his head back like a cobra and sinking his broad fangs deep into your neck.
You gasp out, breath hitching, ready to let out a scream. But it never comes. It sits underneath your tongue, thick and struggling to slip free. Something cold slips from his fangs, shooting through your veins. Your body totally freezes up, but not from fear.
Miguel had paralyzed you. His venom sinks into your muscles, leaving your skin tingling and everything from your hear to your lungs slowed.
"Better." He murmured, more to himself than you, his other hand finally letting go of you to join the other in exploring your body.
Eventually, he gets sick of feeling you up over your clothing. With just a flick of his thumb, he slices through your shirt, and makes a sizeable opening of your trousers. Miguel simply drags his large hands over your chest, down to your stomach to your hips, but he focuses on getting your trousers down to your ankles.
"Nice underwear." He sounded more amused than you had ever heard him. Like the person he used to be.
The pros of wearing plain, bland underwear, you guess.
Hooking his thumb under the side of your underwear, he easily dragged it down to your thighs, and left them there. As he dragged the tip of his nose over your freshly freed legs, he parted his lips slightly, just to inhale your scent slowly. It was embarrassing, the way he was practically breathing in your taste and smell.
"You're getting excited." Miguel dragged his tongue over his canine, eyes fixed on your crotch. He could fucking smell it. The sweet slick slipping past your cute slit. Like pearls.
He wants to have a taste.
Swiping his thumb over the opening, he gathered enough to get a tangible taste when he stuck it into his mouth, sucking it clean.
"Deliciosa." Miguel murmured, mostly to himself. "Pero no tanto como tú sangre."
He dragged his thumb over you again, tasting a bit more but seemed to lose interest after a while, taking a keen interest in something else.
"This is too tight for you to not be a virgin here." His wettened thumb dragged over your untouched asshole, digging in his nail enough to slip past the tight ring.
A whine slips from your throat and you can feel Miguel's thumb flex inside of you, as if on instinct. He slowly pulls his finger back out, instead squeezing at your ass to part them. You could only feel his hot breath at first, before his tongue dragged roughly over your rim. You sounded so good to him, making those soft noises, slipping past your paralyzed lips. After a few more licks, he finally pressed the tip of his tongue inside of you.
He was always more of an ass man, and getting to roughly tongue fuck your hole was doing things to him, thing he hadn't felt for a hot moment. His cock strained against his spider suit, precum leaking through the material. God, he always wanted to fuck you. He wanted you so badly, but of course his thoughts would lead to him imagining how exaclty he'd have you. You'd be the reason he finally goes back to a shitty apartment, to lie down on top of you and finally rest. Let your thighs take care of his hard cock, before he presses his cock inside of you to cockwarm until he woke back up and got to fuck you properly. Miguel always supposed he should feel guilty to think of a Peter's partner like that, but now? It didn't fucking matter. He'd have taken you eventually either way, but now he doesn't have to banish one of his Spiderpeople to their dimension and strand you here.
Here with him. Making those cute little noises as he sucked on your puffy rim, teasing the poor nerves. Some part of him thought they he should wait till you're unparalyzed, so you could tell him if you even wanted to fuck your asshole open. But he waited too long.
Miguel dragged his claws over your cheeks, creating raised, puffy red lines, small dots of red seeping through. He needed to mark you. He wanted to have your body covered in bites and scratch marks, hidden with your clothes, but he would know. He would fucking know every inch of skin, every part you would deem too embarrasing for him to see, and every part he'd demand to explore.
It was getting too much. His cock was hard and aching and needed to be fucked into you until you could only take him.
"Relajate por mi." Miguel finally straightened up, a ghost of a sarcastic smile dancing on his lips.
Sick fucker.
"No voy a dejar que te vayas." He whispered, voice throaty and low. "No hasta que conozcas la forma de mi polla dentro de ti. Understand?"
He wasn't really listening for a confirmation. You listened to the sound of his suit shifting, an appreciative hum as his fat cockhead tapped against your hole.
"Take a deep breath." Miguel ordered you, the tip of his cock already slowly pressing in. "I'm not going to stop. Not now. So relax."
His cock was too fucking big, even with the tongue job he gave your ass. He drank in the sight of his fat erection, already stuffing your hole, even with just a quarter of it pressing in. You couldn't even hold back the moans, the heat in your stomach numbing your brain. Everything so fuzzy, with the only thing keeping you grounded being your ass being stretched wide open.
"Fuck." Miguel breathed, pressing into you all in one go, the only resistance coming from how tight you were.
He finally bottomed out, his balls pressing against your crotch. You could even feel how full and throbbing they were, ready to be spilled into you. Going to ruin you for any other man. Get with anyone else, and you'll be thinking of him as they try to fuck into you.
Miguel didn't wait. Immediately, he was fucking into you, balls slapping against your sweating skin, your mixed precum dripping down your thighs. You wanted to cling to him. You wanted to call his name. You wanted to let him pick you up and pin you down and fuck into you like a beast. Scratch and bite and breed your poor ass till you couldn't feel anything but the shape of him ingrained within you.
"Mine now." He breathed, digging his clawed thumbs into the small of your back, letting blood seep out and slither down, towards where his cock was fucking into your ass roughly.
A dark red rim begin to form along with the creamy white precum around his cock. It was fucking beautiful. His hole. All for him. He didn't even care if you did have someone, even if that someone wasn't Peter. He was going to steal you away from the world, keep you locked away if he had to. The outside world had already taken enough from him, and you weren't going to be another thing.
Poor you. Miguel hadn't been intimate with someone else in a long fucking time. He had you in there for long enough that the next shift of people started, but no one dared to intrude in his space. He'd maul anyone who stepped through that door. You were all his now, as the poison wore off, and you let him carry all your weight when you slumped against him. You could feel the stretch in your ass, you could feel all the marks from his claws.
The most distracting, was every time Miguel sought your lips out with his, languidly pressing his tongue in, just to taste you.
You weren't going to go anywhere, not when he would always be three steps behind you.
puta perdida- lost bitch
Déjame sentirte- let me feel you
Quédate quieta por mí- stay still for me
Pero no tanto como tú sangre- Not as tasty as your blood
Relajate por mi- Relax for me
No voy a dejar que te vayas. No hasta que conozcas la forma de mi polla dentro de ti- I'm not letting you leave. Not until you know the shape of my cock inside of you.
#nsft#quincewrites#miguel o hara#miguel x reader#THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A QUICK THING#... and i wanted to make it noncon sex and cheating but i fucking got all soft after watching the first movie last night and seeing him sof#anyway#ill do that version later lmao#atspv
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for you!
「 tws + notes: no tws, fluff, not edited, kinda ooc my bad,, im learnin,,, 」
↳ ft. gwen stacy, hobie brown/spider-punk, miguel o'hara/spider-man 2099, miles morales, and pavitr prabhakar
「 gn! reader, can be platonic or romantic <3 」
author's note: obvi strictly platonic for miles, pav, + gwen but like. anyways!! just practicing writing for them becuz otherwise they will be So OOC for everyone's reqz and i literally would die. highkey struggled a bit but i'm tryin y'all!!! ("trying" but this is unedited ASF)
...eveyone look away from my obvious bias for gwen i heart her.
i wanna,, also write for more characters eventually,, sooo,, hc reqs,,, hehehe :3 no full ficz,,, yet-
GWEN STACY headcanons:
▸ she doesn't do friends. not really anymore. oh but like. aside from miles, ur also an exception.
your friendship just kinda. happened?? it was a slow process but eventually y'all got close
▸ you supported her in her band endeavours! u know how knives chau rocks the homemade sex bob-omb merch in scott pilgrim vs the world (sorry 4 being a scott pilgrim fan and referencing it. im battling DEMONS.) THATZ U. biggest supporter for realz!! and she appreciates it so so much :,(
▸ she tries to hold u at arms length initially but ends up missing u too much when ur not around :( you've gotten really close to her over time– something neither of you had expected. but having a friend is refreshing for her. she's secretly always just a little anxious about losing you.
one time, in the middle of your developing friendship, she just kinda... dipped. left you on seen, didn't return your calls– you hadn't seen her in a while. but she came back, apologized profusely (through a lot of stumbled sentences and awkward rambles), and then swore never to do it again. you were... conflicted. so you asked her if anything was wrong and she mustered the courage to be vulnerable with you.
you are probably one of the first people in a long time that she'd actually been able to open up to.
▸ sleepovers where u jus stay up and watch slasher films. idk man i just feel this one in my heart. even if ur not particularly fond of horror, gwen is cool abt it if u need to cover ur eyes or hide under a blanket. y'all are practically screaming at the screen whenever the protagonist makes a dumb choice, acting like the characters can actually hear u
"if you go into that FUCKING BASEMENT I SWEAR–"
"nah– she's doing it. watch. WATCH."
"I CANT"
HOBIE BROWN headcanons:
▸ u are NOT calling this guy hobart. the first time u ever called him that Everyone Else was thrown off. like. no. we gonna stick w/ hobie for this one.
you, however, had the funny little idea of shortening his nickname even further. now sometimes– just on occasion– it's bee.
naturally, he's too cool to care abt what he's called, so he doesn't seem to have too many feelings about your overly cutesy nickname for him.
▸ you know any instruments? great. jam sessions with him. you don't? he'll teach you to play guitar. few ppl are given permission to touch His Guitar... but he can afford to make exceptions.
as he's teaching you, his chest collides against ur back a couple times, his hands guiding yours. he'll gently guide your fingers on the fretboard and yeah it's like– maybe not the most efficient way to learn. but whatever. he's pretty good with helping you figure it out.
▸ if you express wanting a piercing, tattoo or wanting to change up your hair (dying it, cutting it, whatever–) he's immediately gonna be like. "yea? ok. bathroom. right now." he'll help you out. king of diy truly.
and hey, the piercings never get infected, the stick and pokes turn out fine, the haircuts never look that bad, and the hair dye doesn't turn out awful so like. win???
supports you in your impulsive choices– piercings can close, diy tattoos fade, hair can grow– but the joy of self expression iz 4eva!!!!
▸ he lets you steal clothes from him. totally will point it out, but won't be all that bothered by it. HE'S GONNA BE TAKING FROM UR CLOSET TOO you practically share a wardrobe at this point. the others slowly become unable to differentiate which clothes you and hobie own individually. even if your wardrobes are completely different– trust he will find a way to keep a small piece of you with him
MIGUEL O'HARA headcanons:
▸ this man is emotionally distant asf. how did you achieve this relationship with him. answer: no clue!!! (｡･･｡) now that ur tight w/ him i am begging you. for the sake of the multiverse. get this man a therapy consultation RIGHT NEOWWW..... they literally have therapy services available in the spider society hq. if you dont HAUL HIS ASS OVER THERE–
▸ it's really no secret miguel has a soft spot for you. though he is very adamant about the fact that he doesn't– most people know that he's a little less grumpy with you around.
you seem to be one of the only people who can actually make him smile. which is. crazy. the first time he ever laughed at a joke you made you just kinda froze and stared at him, wondering if you had just vividly hallucinated miguel being happy. it was a light chuckle, where he kinda,, put his hand over his mouth and looked away. but it was SHOCKINGGG
▸ if you managed to get along with miguel, you're probably also besties with lyla. miguel however does not enjoy this. mainly because you two gang up on him. a lot. aka whenever ur arguing about anything w/ miguel, lyla is more likely to take your side. for funzies!!! she calls you her favourite– and it's like. man. are you getting along with miguel just for his little hologram assistant? i would but im gon shut my mouth on this one
it's funny how easily u two get along. she has officially attached all his bank info to ur online shopping accs and gaming shit. go wild. he'll never know (he finds out.. eventually.)
▸ it's actually really weird how you affect him. and everyone's noticing. he's constantly overworking himself to preserve the safety of the multiverse and when he's not, he's reminiscing on the past- but you give him something that he hasn't had in a while- an actual break. you pull him away from his responsibilities, from the screens he gazes into for so long, and for once he can relax. even if it's just for a minute
MILES MORALES headcanons:
▸ i saw hcs of a friendship w/ miles like gumball and darwin and i literally cannot get it out of my head. y'all r tight like that!!!! itz canon now. considering miles doesn't have a lotta friends (in his universe, at least) he's glad to have you!!! you're probably one of the people he hangs around the most. if you're somewhere, miles is probably somewhere around you too. and if he is not? he's probably just late. spiderman-ing around nyc probably
▸ his parents have really grown to like you too!!! let's assume u dont pull a gwen and address them by their first names. (i love her so much no shade at all but PLEADYUWEGFEHF that was So White of her) miles always has you over to hang out– which usually means you're invited to have dinner with them. his mom especially is always makin sure ur feeling at home and u got enough on ur plate (she is so sweet i adore her)
miles is constantly hearing: "when are they coming over again? you haven't had them over in a while-" rio hearts u. (and i heart rio.)
▸ STREET ART WITH MILES STREET ART WITH MILES– he def taught u what he learned from his uncle aaron. eventually u found a place you two can spray paint 2gether and u go w/ him whenever u need to destress a bit ^_^ it doesn't matter what ur skill level is in art, he's happy to teach you! sometimes, for practice, he'll even draw you!!! and though he hasn't shown you yet,,, he's been comfortable enough w/ you to leave his sketchbook open when you're around
▸ ALSO!! your hangouts probably have a killer soundtrack. u share a collaborative playlist w/ miles and swap recommendations every so often– so whenever ur both 2gether and jus chilling you've got good music 2 blast which is a combo of both ur tastes!!! he probably loves ur music, even if itz something he doesn't typically listen to. it's jus so you.
▸U ARE HIS CANVAS NOW. if u let him, he'll doodle in pen on your arm. he's always so focused, his eyes fixed on your skin as he doodles all over your forearm and hand. his grip is gentle as he turns your arm, tilting it every so often to make sure it looks right. there is no awkward silence, no pressure to make conversation- the quiet shared is comforting.
eventually he runs out of space and blinks up at you,, almost forgetting who he was drawing on. he'll apologize for getting so carried- but his drawings look amazing.
...and then he realized it was permanent marker and immediately doubled his apologizes.
PAVITR PRABHAKAR headcanons:
▸ im going to put this here and i dont know why specifically this came to mind. but never play just dance with him. you will LOSE. one of thse people who don't have to try to win. but he WILL put his 100% in it and eat you UPPPP.
sorry u can't outdo him </3
like bro those moves AREN'T EVEN PART OF THIS DANCE HOW ARE YOU STILL WINNING???
▸ gym bro but not Insane Gym Bro just.... gym bro. will try to get you to workout with him,, but like. cool if you don't wanna! is the most supportive gym buddy to have though. will always encourage you throughout the entire thing and not even just to get you to push through a set- this boy genuinely jus believes in you so much.
▸ he's constantly talking to you about gayatri. he loves his gf sm. if ur one of those people who Don't Like hearing abt other ppls relationships he'll make an attempt to tone it down
but trust he NEVER. EVER. makes you third wheel them. gayatri also will make sure of this- so now... more than often... if you're tryin' to hang with the both of them- THEY BOTH TRY TO PLAY MATCHMAKER FOR YOU.
LIKE. you can't just be LONELY. they're gonna make sure of it. pav and gaytri number one wingmen,..,, women,,, besties
▸ probably texts u like crazy. the type of guy to send u things throughout the day like "this is so you :]" he loves his bestie (YOU!!!)
sometimes it's like,, a particularly interestingly shaped cloud. maybe a cool bug that landed nearby him. a flower growing out of the pavement cracks.
and then sometimes it's like. this.
"this is you."
#can u tell i secretly wanted to write for lyla too#ANYWAYS WE BACK!!!!!#we're so fucking back#i love atsv#atsv x reader#atsv#across the spiderverse#gwen stacy#hobie brown#miguel o'hara#miles morales#pavitr prabhakar#gwen stacy x reader#gwen stacy headcanons#hobie brown x reader#hobie brown headcanons#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel o'hara headcanons#miles morales x reader#miles morales headcanons#pavitr prabhakar x reader#pavitr prabhakar headcanons#atsv headcanons
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part 2. of this little thot (thought) of mine🤤
naturally quiet reader who notices their s/o trying to get them so make more sounds when they get fucked. so she starts to overstimulates herself whenever her s/o isn’t available, trying to make herself/practice letting out louder moans.
#i need it#i might be a little high🥴🍃#it took me so long to find that emoji💀#wtf#anyways#all your favorites#x reader#x reader smut#jjk x reader smut#soap x reader#miguel o'hara x reader#hwajin na x reader#modern warfare x reader#shane walsh x reader#LITTERALLY ALL THE X READER TAGS I FOLLOW 😍😍😍#THIS is what i want everytime i get fucked#(while i stand in the corner still being a virgin lmao)#(the dillusion is real😮💨)#thirsty thots
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writing this apology months before it happens but i am so sorry for the person i am going to become eventually. i am getting into warhammer 40k
#ive not touched the lore yet but miguel gifted me so many minis to paint and im slowly picking it up... and i have a big lore book too#that i rly rly wanna get into when i can and actually like. fucking KNOW what him and the guys at the store talk about whenever we go there#like hello. i understand nothing thank you <3#btw if anyone knows abt 40k he assigned me tyrannids. he just decided those guys were for me#and he was right they genuinely really slap. alien bug freaks that consume everything and mimic other beings hell yes#anyways. let this be a warning. a prophecy even. the second i get into it i will not know peace and i will become incomprehensible#thunderclap#also i might as well start tagging#40k
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“This whole school humps my leg, Like a chihuahua.“
QUEENBEE!READER X NERD!MIGUEL (Nerd!miguel credits: @nymphomatique ) ((sorry for @!!)
yes new series that I will actually try to do, and at least get to 5 chapters. Reader is like Mean girls and heathers mixed but I’m not sure which to pick from…though that one Regina line fits the reader mindset I’m trying to prove.
Reader isn’t a pick me, I don’t want them to be pink and act annoying. I need help on what to really do for the reader then I’ll get to writing!
If y’all want to be in a tag list or something let me know
#Spotify#miguel o'hara#spider man: across the spider verse#so sorry yall#im exhausted#BUT I REALLY WANT TO WRITE THIS BJT I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO FOR HHE READER#FUCK#Anyways#love you guys :3#wait what do I call y’all?#Patient’s? because my user is technically patched like nurse theme but…that doesn’t make sense#I think I misspelled something#im a very fast typer#i cant spell guys Im sorry#spiderman atsv#miguel ohara#miguel spiderverse#miguel x reader#miguel o'hara x reader#spiderman 2099
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"It's rotten work. Especially to me. Especially if it's you. I'll fucking do it but christ alive" <- pre-relationship miguel be like
miguel is just looking at peter like. i love you. on purpose. because you're so fucking annoying. and yet.
#you get it anon. you get it.#answered#spiderdads#i loooooooove miguel being so fucking annoyed by peter and loving him so much because of it#like. annoyances to lovers my absolute beloved#also for all we talk about peter annoying miguel. it absolutely goes both ways#like peter is running after miguel like WHY WONT YOU JUST LET ME LOVE YOU I KNOW YOU LOVE ME LET ME LOVE YOU MIGUEL COME HERE YOU BITCH!#anyways
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a little bit of comic fanart for chapter 2 of @spider-man-2o99‘s fic the end result of my own reckless impulsivity because its a good fic guys. its a really good spider-man 2099 fic.
its a little rough around the edges but im fighting a war with the layout of page 2 so you get to see this anyway because im happy enough with it
#spider-man 2099#spiderman 2099#miguel o’hara#gabriel o'hara#spiderman#there is no spidermaning in this one but it counts ok#miguel#my art#so long suckers! im lying completely dead on the pavement#<- fought myself on this piece for ages#the most fun a guy can have is realising he hates colouring comics#and furniture. fuck furniture#page 2 coming someday. maybe. im fighting for my life here#hope you dont mind the fanfic callout but as a fellow sm2099 fan it really is good#anyway basically asleep miguel my beloved
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one last blast of mig insanity tonight ❤️
#me white knuckling the sink: hey guys I have lots of normal and sane thoughts about Miguel and his relationship w fear and knowing oneself#anyways fuck. that whiteout colour when Sims has been shot is so fucking good. u can see Miguel Knows what he’s been truly party to#why did u contrast Xina/Miguel with lesbians? because they’re also lesbians next question#tunes talks 2099#sm2099#Miguel O’Hara#migedits
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BREAKING NEWSSFUCK IT WE GLIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#sm2099#atsv#spider-man 2099#IMMM LITERALKY I HAVJENT DTOPPED BUZZING LIKE A LITTLE BEE ON A LEAF SINCE I SAW THIS YOU CANT BE E SERIOUS THISNIS THE BEST ARE YOU KIDDI#Ng meEE IT CUT ME OFF!!!!!!!!!!!! UAAUUAUAAAUAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#sorry. hyundai?#WHAYEVER. ANYWAY.#ITS THEHEBFUCKIN WEB CAPE!!!!!!!! W THEHGLIDE TOWN ONE TICKET TO GLIDE CITY R U KDIDING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#sorry. sorry. genuinely thought there wasnt going to be any gliding for miguel. genuinely got so sad no web cape from glider town genuinely#still little sad its not The web cape (staring longingly across the sea at mr webs mc hangglider herself) BUT THE JOY ECLIPSES THAT#sorry im normal hold on. ok im normal-man again#did yall catch the atsv bit where miguel o’hara spider-man 2099 got fuckin glidin. pretty cool huh.(i am buzzing out of existence)#i didnt realize my reaction to new stuff specificslly new sm2099 stuff was ALWAYS going to be like#chittering/buzzing/tearing at available surfaces/running around in circles/disappearijg off the face of the earth in s bright explosion#but here we are#im so fucking excited im SO fucking excited in june i will metamorphosis#i feel like how i felt when i was like so no fangs and immediately got proven wrong IMMEDIATELY#ok. ok. this movies gonna one hit me and thats ok
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You know, I know there’s gonna be a million and one Miguel O’Hara x reader fics where he mumbles something sexy in incorrect Spanish. He’s Oscar Isaac and a vampire, people are gonna have fantasies! But do you know what would be really groundbreaking ? Do you know how we’re gonna disrupt the Spider-Verse Fanfiction market?
I’m talking bold. I’m talking innovative. It would be something no one has ever done before.
Miguel O’Hara should mutter something sexy in incorrect
IRISH
#miguel o'hara#spider man#into the spider verse#oscar isaac#I mean — look. is it ooc for this man to fuck?#100% he’s achieved the shrimp colors of Catholic repression.#are people gonna write themselves being plowed by him anyway?#guaran fucking teed#so let’s do something ORIGINAL with it ladies (g/n)!!!!!!!!!!
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Miguel is one of the most vicious, stoic spidermen and you think sweat can deter him?? He's insulted by the insinuation.
Anyway, he'd make you sit on his face after a long day when you're stressed out and tired. Man's would eat that fucking hole so loudly, so thoroughly, you wouldn't be able to control the way your thighs shake. Fuck, he'd be the type to kneel down, force both of your legs over his shoulder and have you up against the wall as he sucked and licked.
#anyway ive moved in and im so tired and sweaty#FUCK#get me a man with a nose i can RIDE stat#Miguel o hara#miguel o hara#miguel o'hara#im juzt so tired#atspv
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