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yandere-writer-momo · 20 days

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Yandere Baki Head Canons:

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Yandere Katsumi Orochi x Fem Reader

Alternate Reality AU

When (your name) had wished for Katsumi to return her feelings, she hadn’t meant to this extent. The man never left her alone for more than an hour. Her phone constantly rang with calls or messages when the Karateka would get a smidge of free time.

How was she to know that woman was genuinely a witch? A witch who transferred her to an alternate reality where Katsumi adored her? One where he was obsessed?

It was her fault for seeking that woman out for a charm to make her crush like her, but she didn’t think she’d be transported to another world when she rescued Katsumi from the flaming dojo all those months ago… did she die in her old world? Was this some kind of screwed up Isekai misadventure? The thought alone made her head hurt… just like this current call with the Katsumi of this reality.

“(Your name)? How about I bring you some takeout once I’m done with my class? I miss your face!” Katsumi rambled on the other end of the phone as you gave a stiff smile. You were head over heels at first about the attention you received from him, but it became old quickly. Even though this man was Katsumi, he wasn’t the Katsumi you adored. Nope! This version of him was like a ripoff version of him in a bad fan fiction.

“That’d be lovely. Thank you, Katsumi.” (Your name) knew he probably clicked his heels together on the other end of the phone when she said that. The man was so eager to please…

“Okay! I’ll get your favorite then, darling!” Katsumi continued to chatter. “I’m so happy you finally accepted my affection… I’ve been after you for years.”

Yes… in this reality, it was Katsumi who pursued rather than her. Was this how the Katsumi felt in her world when she’d show him affection? Overwhelmed and exhausted? God she felt like an even worse person…

“I appreciate you, Katsumi.” (Your name) replied in a soft voice. “Be safe today.”

“I will! I can’t wait to see you.” (Your name) closed her eyes and hung up. The young woman placed her face in her hands and softly cried.

This was her reality now and she needed to accept it. She needed to accept that she’d never go back to her old world and she’d never be able to apologize to the Katsumi there.

“I’m sorry, Katsumi… I’m so sorry.” (Your name) cried softly into her hands.

A few hours later and Katsumi was on her doorstep with a bag of takeout. A huge smile on his face when she opened the door. “(Your name)! I bought the goods, hopefully this will cheer you up. I noticed you’ve been a bit down lately…”

(Your name) gave Katsumi a soft smile to try to reassure him. “You’re always so thoughtful.” Why couldn’t her old Katsumi be a bit like him?

Katsumi’s face flushed as he bashfully kicked his feet from side to side. “Well, I try to have your best interests in mind. I just want you to be happy.”

And that’s when (your name) broke down in tears, the Karateka quickly pulled her into his arms. “Hey, I didn’t mean to upset you-“

(Your name) leaned forward and pressed her lips against his in a gentle kiss. A kiss that made her whole body shake while desperation consumed her. She felt like such an awful person for the way she exploited this man, but he always said the right words… he was everything she ever wanted. Was it wrong to indulge him?

Katsumi’s eyes blew wide open for a second before he jumped right into the kiss. His hands grabbed at whatever flesh he could reach as he maneuvered the two of them into her apartment. His foot shut the door behind him.

“Your lips are so soft and you smell heavenly.” Katsumi whispered against her lips, his forehead now pressed against hers. “Can we… can we continue in your room?”

(Your name) thought for a minute before she gave him a teary eyes smile. “Yes… I’d like that.”

And as their clothes were discarded with each step they took towards her room, she couldn’t help but smile.

If this was her fate, she’d embrace it. All she had ever wanted was to be loved, even if it was by this obsessive man. This obsessive man with the face of her first love.

“I don’t have protection… is that okay?” Katsumi asked with a blush, the man’s eyes anxiously scanned over your bare form.

“That’s okay.” You held your arms out for him. “I’m yours, Katsumi.”

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meikytto · 1 year

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"Do not be afraid, my dear shepherds.

I have great news.

[…]

I am your true savior.

I know everything about what makes you human.

I know what you love… I know what you dread…"

- the false savior

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tied-ash · 12 days

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Ever since getting into Home Safety Hotline & That’s Not My Neighbor, I’ve developed an AU for both of them called the “Everything is Fine” AU

The AU for both is literally just. Everything is fine. Nobody’s dying, nobody’s evil— everyone’s just kinda chill. Doppelgängers kinda just get in and vibe, and entities are just nuisances instead of actual life threats.

This being said, here’s the EiF!Milkmen

They’re kinda brothers in this AU.

Francis (the OG) is literally just a tired milkman. Y’know, the usual. Also, in this AU, he’s AroAce, and that’s the reason why he divorced Nacha. They still keep in touch, and he still loves her, just not in a romantic sense. He gets super awkward with even the slightest bit of flirting.

Frankie (the first doppelgänger) is basically just this fandom’s version of the doppelgänger. Bro’s a big flirt. This is the version without eyebags, so his personality is reflective of that: ie. he’s outgoing, flirtatious, and just the complete opposite of Francis.

The Hoon Man is… well, the Hoon Man. No one knows how he gets in, but he’s the silliest little guy in this AU.

Even though in this AU doppelgängers don’t really have ages, they started giving them some. Francis is the oldest, Frankie is the middle child (he acts like the youngest tbh) and Hoon is the youngest.

Frankie has tried to flirt with Nacha and this is the result.

Also Nacha adopted the zipper version of Anastacha, so now she has another daughter that I have yet to name.

#digital art #art #doodles #sketches #au #fanart #alternate universe #home safety hotline game #that’s not my neighbor #milkman tnmn #nacha mikaelys #anastacha mikaelys #doppelgänger tnmn #hoon man

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letsgethaunted · 7 months

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05: What's Haunting You? (Alternate Timelines, Doppelgänger Encounters)

Welcome to our fifth and final installment of a series we’re calling “What’s Haunting You?”, a Miniature Haunting brought to you by Let’s Get Haunted.

On each Friday of this Spooky Season, Nat and Aly will be bringing you short, scary, non-fiction stories as told by the folks who experienced them firsthand. On this week’s episode: a Canadian woman driving down the highway at night experiences a glimpse into an alternate timeline. Then, an Australian woman has a terrifying encounter with her doppelgänger in a bar.

Come join us on this trip through the LGH archives as we dare to answer the question, “What’s haunting you?”

#Let's Get Haunted #What's Haunting You? (Alternate Timelines Doppelgänger Encounters)#What's Haunting You?#Alternate Timelines #Doppelgänger Encounters #Spotify

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thespcatalogue · 25 days

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Alternate recognition practice

#south park #south park au #the mandela catalogue #the mandela catalogue au #alternates #doppelgänger

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horrorgator-terrordile · 5 months

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PLEASE LET IT BE THEM

#the mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue #tmc alternates #tmc doppelgängers #tmc flawed impersonators

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cloudysmusesnocs · 1 year

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#criminal // nextbot afton #B.O.B // aheno #doppelgänger // alternate #blue demon // ao oni #steven armstrong // armstrong #kids pillow // cootie #doot doot // doot #freddy fazmug // fazbear mug #the preacher // grudge #idiot.virus // idiot #sus guy // jerma #happyfiles // jungler #rbxasset://textures/face.png // personoid #entity 832 // pinhead #poorly drawn snail // qubert #sanic hedgehag // sanic #dream man // this man #chomp man // unknown #death forest monster // yoshie

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bluemoonrabbit · 1 year

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Me: Oh, I have a sudden urge to dip back into WTNV! And look, a recent episode devoted to my favorite character, Sarah Sultan! This should be fine!

#hey!!!! why????#sarah sultan #a smooth fist sized river rock :(#who lives on in my heart #wtnv #do I dare catch up?#i got quite far but I don't have the patience for time wars and doppelgängers and alternate realities #hmmmm

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fadedlovemp3 · 2 years

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on the one hand i dont think i actually have any idea whats going on with onf lore on the other hand im kind of obsessed w the implications of it all like...multiple divergent and convergent time lines? android evil doppelgängers? cyberpunk rescue missions? time thieves? betrayal? murder? sacrifice? train heist? its post apocalyptic but also not? space bounty hunters? 2001 a space odyssey visual references? hoverboards? time and space traveling tuktuk? wyatt’s doppelgänger shows up to warn him of impending doom with a cake?

#it’s a space opera!!!!#actually it might just be alternate time line Wyatt not doppelgänger Wyatt but it’s fine #onf

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zeydaan-isabella · 10 months

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The Corrupted Overlord [Artfight]

Commission by trunswicked of Rapture slashing with a corruption filled claw attack. Snarling fiercely as they do.

#zeydaan #commission #villain #evil #alt universe #alternative #multiverse #doppelgänger #corrupted #corruption #armor #armored #snarl #zeydaan jem #horns #corrupt #slash #claws

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disrealities · 1 month

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Different words for "alter"

Voices, Parts, Faces, Alternates, Pieces, Players, Harmonies, Perspectives, Signs, Glyphs, Runes, Virtues, Actors / actresses, Remnants, Scraps, Clones, Doppelgängers, Counterparts, Replicas, Alter egos, Stars

Non traumagenic systems / those that support, encourage, or otherwise believe in the existence of non traumagenic systems DNI!!!

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age-of-moonknight · 2 years

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“Multiverse Madness!” Marc Spector: Moon Knight (vol. 1/1989), #42.

Writers: Terry Kavanaugh; Pencilers: Gary Kwapisz, Kelley Jones, Norm Breyfogle, and James Fry; Inkers: Tom Palmer, Klaus Janson, John Beatty, Karl Kessel, and Ty Templeton; Colorist: Christie Scheele; Letterer: Ken Lopez

#Marvel #Marvel comics #Marvel 616 #Marc Spector: Moon Knight #Moon Knight comics #Moon Knight #Marc Spector #some more Moon Knight alternates for y’all #are you sure you draw the line at the dino Marc??? and not “Moon Maid the Mermaid”????#but anyway if anyone asks why Marc doesn’t have his own “web warriors” multiversal army #there’s an answer for that: it’s because his 90’s infinity war doppelgänger ate them all

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letsgethaunted · 7 months

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What’s Haunting You? (Alternate Timelines, Doppelgänger Encounters) Photodump

HAPPY NOVEMBER, HAUNTIES!

Welcome to the photo dump for our fifth ever installment of a series we’re calling “What’s Haunting You?”, a Miniature Haunting brought to you by Let’s Get Haunted. This marks the end of W.H.Y. for 2023. Let us know if you’d like more in 2024!

On this week’s episode: a Canadian woman named Emma confronts flashes of an alternate timeline while driving. Then, Australian Hauntie Tem does us the favor of telling us her doppelgänger story (featured in a listener story earlier this year) in her own words!

Come join us on this trip through the LGH archives as we dare to answer the question, “What’s haunting you?”

Image 01: Well, What’s Haunting You? Image 02: Driving on a highway in the rain Image 03: Confronting your doppelgänger

#Let's Get Haunted #what's haunting you? (familial hauntings)#What's Haunting You? (Alternate Timelines Doppelgänger Encounters)#What's Haunting You?#Alternate Timelines #Doppelgänger Encounters #Instagram

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thedecoy-if · 1 year

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It occurs to you just then, the true depth of your helplessness: you've been taken to another universe, alone with no way home, you're stuck prisoner, your phone has no signal...and they don't even know what Wi-Fi is. Yeah. You're screwed.

DEMO (3/04/2023) ♔ FORUM POST ♔ ARTBREEDERS

♔ The Decoy is a dark fantasy that follows you, a 21st century normal human, kidnapped to an alternate magical universe to play the part of the missing heir to a powerful throne...who also happens to be your doppelgänger. ♔

Life, for the most part, has been all-around uneventful. You work in Manhattan at a convenience store under a sleazy boss in order to scrape by and support your struggling family. Your dad is absent, your mom is too tired to parent, one brother is getting arrested while the other has detached himself from the life he once had. Still, while your days as a twenty-something employee are mundane, at least they're predictable.

Meanwhile, in another realm, the magical dark world of Eterna is in ruin. A war against an entity and his bloodthirsty creatures is brewing, and after the powerful royal family is viciously murdered and the only living child--and now rightful owner of the throne--goes missing, that evil is one step closer to winning.

But of course, that's not your problem. That's in a whole other universe, one you don't even know exists. Your biggest worry is whether you'll be able to take on a double shift tomorrow. Right?

Wrong.

Turns out the missing heir is your doppelganger. In a desperate attempt to save face and stop from losing a war before it even starts, you're kidnapped and taken to Eterna in order to play the part of the monarch, all while working behind the (bloody) scenes to find the true heir and get home.

Stuck in a world of magic and fantasy you've only ever seen in movies, an entire country--and an impending war-- is now dependent on how well you can act.

No pressure.

The Decoy is rated 18+ for dark themes, violence, and explicit content.

FEATURES

Customize your MC from gender identity, pronouns, personality, and appearance.

Choose whether to adapt to this new world or reject it, whether to be defiant or not. Pick what kind of monarch you'll lead as and take full advantage of your new royal identity.

Build yourself up in this new world, focus on honing combat or knowledge of the realm, choose a preferred choice of weapon and more.

Romance one of eight ROs (two male, two female, one nonbinary, three gender selectable) with a variety of backgrounds and magical types. Some more dangerous than others.

Maybe teach your new makeshift gang what television is? Hopefully find some signal for your phone? (not going to happen).

CHARACTERS + ROs

SERIDA/SOREN/SAHAR CRETILLON (m/f/nb , identity dependent on player choice ): the successor to the throne and only living person left in the Cretillon line, S has gone missing not long after the slaughter that murdered their entire family. People have been waiting for them to be coronated in order to plan their next move, but they're now gone without a trace and without them and the power that binds them together, Eterna is vulnerable. That's where you come in.

AZRIEL DAMARIS [RO] (m, he/him): once S's primary royal guard, Azriel has been promoted as the general of the Eternan army and head of the operation to save S. Stiff, serious, and severe, Azriel is tasked with being guard and guiding you through the world of politics and royalty. Unfortunately, Azriel doesn't want you here and he doesn't do much to hide it.

NAMARA AL-LUVEN: [RO] (f, she/her) Azriel's second, Namara is a fierce warrior and loyal to the cause. She's quite difficult to read, distant considering who you are.

DRENWIN SILVA: [RO](m, he/him): a skilled Mage and jester, Drenwin works alongside the Eternan army and puts his skills to work. He seems to be the most approachable of the bunch, which isn't saying much.

VALE: [RO](nb, they/them) the boisterous, flirtatious and arrogant mercenary turned pirate captain of The Lady Mystica. Vale exists simply to make and spend as much coin as possible while engaging in their harem and abundance of bad habits.

CERIS BESILLE [RO] (selectable, she/her, he/him, they/them): a priest-in-training, Ceris is fiercely devoted to their beliefs. Reserved and easily scandalized, they haven't left their quarters in the church since they were twelve, contributing to their lack of outside experience and rather insular outlook on the world.

TALEEA FAREWYN [RO] - (she/her) A half-fae Healer, Taleea follows alongside you as your right hand. She seems to be the only one empathetic to your circumstances, but it's hard to trust anyone in this world, especially someone who is so keen on being...nice.

ARWEN/ARYA VALARIN: [RO] (selectable, she/her, he/him): A Valarin is S's childhood friend and their arranged betrothed. A has been S's other half since they were kids, which means you need to be extra careful around them. They have no idea you're not S and judging from your orders, it's better they never find out.

????? [RO?] (gender selectable) -- They are actively hunting you.

#interact-if #interactive fiction #interactive novel #interactive fiction wip #choice script #choicescript #choice of games #interactive game #text based game #wip #COG

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luvcosmos · 1 year

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CLEMENTINE SLICES

PAIRING: Miguel O'Hara x AFAB!Reader TAGS: Fluff if you squint, Angst, Mentions of Death, Spoilers for ATSV, Not proofread WORDS: 2.3k EXCERPT: This. He thought. This is why he's here. To keep you and Gabi safe, happy. To make sure none of you would ever endure the pain of losing a loved one.

Gabriela’s favorite fruit is clementine.

Her love for the fruit may seem like a small insignificant detail, but it’s one of the first things Miguel made sure to remember before he entered this universe and took the place of your Miguel.

It’s Sunday and today, he’s taken you and Gabi to the park, just like his alternate self always does. The simple routine of sitting side by side at the bench, it’s important to him that things remain the same—with you none the wiser of the truth.

Your head rested on Miguel’s shoulder as you both watched Gabi run around and play. His arm is wrapped around your shoulders and he’s ardently and hopelessly in love with you.

It’s taken him by surprise, that he’ll fall deeply in love. It feels like his feet have been swept off the floor, but he supposes it was inevitable. He’s watched your life with his doppelgänger after all, saw how much you loved so passionately and the way you didn’t tolerate any bullshit from him or anyone.

That’s why he was so terrified when he finally saw you for the first time. He was worried that you’d see through him immediately but by some unknown miracle, instead of the harsh questions of ‘who are you?’ that he expected, you had wrapped your arms around him, scolded him for coming home late but still kissed him so softly and dismissed his strange behavior with an order to get some rest.

Your name has been carved into his heart ever since.

“Time flies by so fast,” You suddenly spoked wistfully, interrupting his train of thoughts. “Look at her, I can’t believe our little girl’s ten years old now.”

Miguel let out a smile, one that softened his entire face and crinkled his eyes at the corners. He squeezed your shoulders briefly with his arm and hesitated for a moment before pressing a kiss to your head.

“Time does fly,” He agreed. “It feels like it was just yesterday when I was holding your hand and supporting you as you worked hard to bring Gabi into this world.”

The lie came so easily to him, that he almost tricked himself that it was actually him in the delivery room while you gave birth and not another man who shared his name and face.

(A pang of pain gripped his heart and there was a sudden urge to run and take you and Gabi to safety. He ignored it though. He made sure that no enemies of his will be able to discover that he has a family here.)

“Oh yeah? That’s not what I just remember from that day.” You began to tease, “You were so nervous - more nervous than me, when my water broke. And you cried when you first held Gabi in your arms that day.”

Miguel felt his heart become soothed at your words, forgetting about his unease as the corners of his mouth turned up.

He remembered seeing that day through the screens, it was Lyla who showed it to him. Gabi was already born when his AI found this universe, but she had gone through previous moments of the life that the other version of him had.

“This might be a sign for you to go live the life you’ve always wanted.” She had said to him then. Who would’ve thought that he’d be here now?

He realized that he’s gone silent for a moment as he got lost in his thoughts. Clearing his throat, he tucked you closer to his side as he decided to tease you back, “Weren’t you also busy cursing me out that time?”

You laughed at his words, pinching his thigh slightly in mock offense as you retorted, “Yeah, well, who else was I supposed to curse at? You’re her father so you deserved it.”

The two of you shared a chuckle and Miguel removed his arm around your shoulders to intertwine his hand with yours. “Thank you for going through all that pain to bring our daughter into this world,” He murmured as he brought your hand up to his lips to press a soft kiss on the back of your hand.

You practically melted at his gratefulness as you smiled fondly at him. “What are you talking about?” You started, “You have nothing to thank me for. It was our dream, after all.”

Your free hand reached up to rest a hand on his cheek, “And I wouldn’t have been able to do it if you weren’t by my side, ready to buy me any food I craved, and massage my feet whenever I needed it. That day might’ve been stressful and painful, but it was worth it.” You added.

Miguel stayed quiet for a moment as he stared into your eyes. It was like an invisible string tugged him closer to you and slowly, watching you for any sign of discomfort, his right hand cupped your chin gently and he leaned in to press his lips against yours.

Your eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of his lips touching yours. The way he kissed you has changed, it’s gentler, maybe even a little unsure, but it has never made you feel less loved by him.

He reluctantly pulled away; his eyes stared at you with an awed adoring look. He nudged his nose gently against yours, “You’re right, my love. It’s more than worth it.” He whispered softly and his eyes drifted over to Gabi.

While he has his eyes on her, you have yours on him and you saw how his body tensed like he was ready to stand up when he saw her trip, but he relaxed when he saw his daughter get up with a laugh. It takes everything in you to stop yourself from smiling at the sight.

Your husband might’ve been acting off the past couple of weeks but he’s still as protective and loving towards your family as ever.

Although, it still bothered you when you couldn’t help but notice the unusual tone of soberness in his voice when he said it was worth it. It makes you wonder if he might mean something else too but before you could ask, Miguel pressed one last kiss on your forehead before slowly letting go of your hand and he moved to take a clementine from the food basket at his side.

“Gabriela will be a little hungry once she takes a break from playing,” He stated. “I should get it peeled for her now.”

He has only started to thumb away the skin of the fruit but somehow, as if she had supernatural senses, your daughter chooses that moment to glance back at you two and immediately hones in on the clementine Miguel is holding.

Her brown eyes widened almost comically, and she waved goodbye to her playmates before running back to where you and Miguel are sitting. Soon enough, the little girl is in front of you with her eyes staring at her father expectantly.

Miguel arched an eyebrow at his daughter, “Can I help you?” He asked with an amused expression.

Gabi only shifted her feet eagerly and held her palms out, her eyes drifting to look at him and the clementine. “Papa, I want one.”

He let out a small chuckle while you smiled fondly as you watched the two interact, silently reaching out a hand to tuck a loose hair softly behind Gabi’s ear.

“Oh, is that why you’re here? Not to say hi to mama and papa, check if we’re okay?” He teased her.

You can’t help but giggle softly and share a fond smile with your husband as Gabi breaks her gaze from the fruit and looked up at both of you worriedly.

“Mama and papa not okay?” She asked immediately with a small frown, standing up on her tiptoes with her hands now leaning on Miguel’s knees as if that would help her see what could possibly be ailing her parents.

Miguel softened and gave his daughter one of those smiles that was reserved just for his girls. If you weren’t so enamored, you would’ve laughed at how comically it looked to have this broad and strong man be so soft and gentle around you and Gabi.

“We’re okay, sweetheart.” He reassured her.

Your daughter, having the same overprotective instincts as her father— doesn’t believe Miguel at first. She ran her eyes over you both, double checking before she nodded with a smile, satisfied with her inspection. “Okay… that’s good.” She scooted closer, her eyes now looking at her father pleadingly.

He clicked his tongue at her, “Clean your hands first, baby.”

Gabi quickly turned to you then as you reached into your bag and pulled out a pack of wet wipes. You opened it and took one before handing it over to your daughter.

“Thank you, mommy.” She said, and under your gentle guidance, she wiped her hands thoroughly and carefully. Once she was done, she tossed the wipe inside the little trash can that you carried along and turned to Miguel once again, showing her hands proudly. “Clean now, papa!” She exclaimed, “Now can I have one?”

“Gabriela, what do we say when we ask for something?” Miguel questioned in a stern but soft tone. Gabi pouts at him for a moment before she replied, “Can I have one please, papa?”

Your husband nodded his approval with a soft smile and handed her the clementine slice, making sure that she holds it carefully first and won’t ruin her clothes, before turning to you with another slice held gently between his fingers and lifting it up to your lips to feed you.

You smile gratefully at him, popping the clementine into your mouth.

He watched you fondly as you ate and swiftly swipes his thumb below your lower lip. There’s really nothing to clean there, he just wanted an excuse to touch you.

He alternated between handing Gabi a slice of clementine and then feeding you one with a feeling of warmth and belonging in his heart. It’s like this is what he was meant to do all this time, his dreams finally come true. He’d peel a million clementines and more, if only that meant he would always have you and his daughter by his side.

This. He thought. This is why he’s here. To keep you and Gabi safe, happy. To make sure that none of you would ever endure the pain and suffering of losing a loved one. Gabi will never lose her father and you will never lose your husband.

Whether he wanted to admit it or not, he’s a selfish man. That’s why he feels no guilt or remorse for his actions.

If you asked him, he’ll even say that the Miguel of this universe would approve. He knows himself well enough that he’d want you two to be happy and safe no matter what universe or version of him is present.

So instead of wallowing in guilt, he watched his wife, his daughter with a smile on his face.

(But there’s that pang of pain in his chest again. A feeling of anxiety and worry that he can’t explain.)

He looked around cautiously for any threat of danger that might be causing this feeling. He might not have a Spider-Sense compared to the other Spiders in the society, but he’d be a fool to ignore his gut.

The park is full of other families taking advantage of the sunny weather to relax and spend time with each other. He saw children running around, dogs barking, and couples taking a stroll together. There’s nothing out of the ordinary that could explain this feeling of unsafety and yet his heart continued to beat faster with anxiety.

There’s something wrong. He realized.

He can’t explain it but he’s certain something is wrong.

His body tensed up and without realizing it, he’s got a protective arm around you while his other arm tugged Gabi close to his side.

His unease only intensified when the bright sky slowly turned gray, the sun nowhere to be found. That’s when he saw it. Somewhere in the distance, there is a dark shadow form warping into different sizes and shapes. He squinted his eyes, and it also looked like the form is... glitching?

He wants to run. He needs to run. He needs to take you and Gabi somewhere safe. But his legs aren’t moving, and he can’t move his eyes away from the shadow form no matter how hard he tries.

HE CAN’T BREATHE

He can hear you and Gabi calling out to him, but it sounds muffled. Like he’s being pulled deep underwater and the two of you are far away from him, out of his reach. Out of his protection.

“Miguel!” He heard you shouting now. “MIGUEL!”

His head snapped to the side so quickly that he almost got a whiplash, but the empty side of his bed is what greeted him instead of your face.

Cold sweat dripped down his body as his breaths came out heavily. Miguel looked around with wide eyes, looking for you and Gabi with panic and fear gripping his heart, before he realized it was all a dream.

A memory of his past haunting him like a ghost.

He sighed heavily before swinging his legs to the side of the bed, running a shaky hand on his face as he sat up.

He closed his eyes for a moment and tried to push the memories away but even then, he could still see your face and his daughter. The two people that he failed. The two people that died because of him.

But still, he can’t bring himself to wish that he’ll stop dreaming about you or Gabi. Even if it’s painful and it reminds him of how much he fucked up because of his own selfishness, he’d rather keep on having these dreams than forget about his family entirely.

No matter how much time has passed, he will always carry you two with him. The only pain that he welcomes with open arms, the only pain he will never get rid of, because it’s a pain he deserves.

He will never be able to look at clementines the same way ever again.

#saw the lack of angst and thought I’d do it myself #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o hara x reader #miguel x reader #atsv miguel #atsv spoilers #across the spiderverse #atsv fic

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