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cxlamarisalxmi · 11 months

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Being a variant and being on Miles’ side [GN]

[Platonic Headcanons]

c/w: major spoilers, gender neutral terms and pronouns (they/them), no gendered terms used to describe reader, canon inaccuracies? I’m not really sure I’d just gone off what I had perceived from the movie

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• Miguel and Jessica had been keeping a keen eye on the teenager spider variant (you) from Earth-2315126 since you’d been bitten at five years old

• Strange thing was your father; Peter Parker was also bit, which meant your dimension had two spider variants as opposed to one— not unheard of but not common either

• It was fortunate for you however because you had someone to teach you, show you the ropes, the fact that it was your father who had become your mentor was only the icing on the cake

• And you were brought up into a spectacular spider variant in his care; strong, compassionate, kind

• Though despite having a father the pair kept a watchful eye on you regardless, seeing promise in your future and believing in your potential

• When you were fourteen your father was killed by Lizard, and for an entire year following you gave up on your heroic persona— hanging up your suit in the wake of your father’s death that rocked your entire world

• Being Spider-Man/Woman is about sacrifice, your father taught that to you when you began and you should’ve expected that you could not have it all

• A loving and doting father and the most badass secondary identity ever, it was always bound to happen and you should’ve prepared yourself for it

• But nobody could prepare themself for the loss of a loved one, and the ache in your chest and the burn in your stomach was something you’d never felt before— nor do you ever wish to feel it again

• So you gave up on the suit and you gave up on being the hero, eventually your Aunt May had stepped in and she scolded you pretty heavily about your state

• You didn’t think she had room to talk and she laid into you pretty hard for that comment because she most certainly did, Peter was her brother after all

• After you got it pretty good you decided that she was right, sulking about and ruining yourself wouldn’t change a damn thing, not only that but you knew your father would hate to see you like that

• You knew he wouldn’t ever force the suit upon you and you accepted that you had the choice to avoid dawning it ever again, but you also knew what he would do in your position

• He would bear the responsibility of his beloved city no matter the circumstances and no matter the heartache, because Spider-Man always gets back up

• So you stood firm upon all the valiant determination you could muster and picked your life back up again

• You got better emotionally and grew stable once more, and in the acceptance of your father’s death you had grown stronger, confident, courageous

• With you back on the streets of NYC the people of Brooklyn often voiced just how much they had missed and needed you

• And you didn’t plan on letting them down again, so despite the lack of a piece of your heart you always showed up when people needed you and you’ve not yet let them down

• Now, back to Jess and Miguel— they had known Peter would die and they had known they could not interfere as this was your canon event, the moment that would make or break you.. turns out it did both

• And they watched as you suffered through the loss, gave up on everything and everyone (including yourself) for a little over a year, worked through your pain and powered forward to overcome your grief, then became one of the strongest variants they had ever seen just before your seventeenth birthday

• Yes, they’ve been watching you for twelve years and yes, you have no idea

• It was on your seventeenth birthday that you had encountered Lizard once again, and this time he had taken enhancement drugs to increase his growth rate to tremendously rapid levels

• To say you were a bit stunned to see Lizard the size of a fucking dinosaur would be the understatement of the entire damn year

• Now, you held malicious and vengeful feelings towards Lizard for a long time in the wake of your father’s murder but it was feelings you had never ever acted upon, not even after you decided to pick up the suit once more

• As mentioned before you knew very well that the angry and hateful feeling brewing inside you at the expense of Lizard killing him could ruin you if you let it

• And that’s not where your morals lie, your beliefs and virtues are straight from those of your fathers— to be strong and courageous, righteous and pure for being Spider-Man/Woman is about hope

• So you did intend to take him down but you’d never do it with sinister intent or threatening tactics— just bring him down is all you wanted to do

• And if you were to speak honestly, it wasn’t as hard as you thought it was gonna be, obviously it was still pretty tough because hello? He’s the size of a fucking house, might as well be fighting a damn dragon

• It was easier because you’d felt at peace with yourself, and when at peace with yourself you worked harder and cleaner, jobs and protecting the city was just.. easier

• The fact the fight was easier than you expected could’ve also been because of your bite, the abilities you had gotten from it were a bit different than your father’s

• See, you’d been bit by a radioactive spider yes but it was a specific species and in accordance with that species you’d gained significantly different skills and traits

• The spider that had bit you was a Northern Wolf Spider, the arachnid gaining that name from it’s behavior of chasing, hunting and stalking prey, and in an odd turn of events you’d gained qualities that were more akin to that of a North American Timber Wolf

• Heightened senses came with the bite for every variant, and your specific qualities included; advanced stamina and strength, increased sense of sight, tremendously keen sense of smell and auditory processing, you had thick and durable fangs meant for tearing and searing

• You also bulked up a whole more more since your father passed, and in gaining more weight in pure muscle you’ve had to make your webs more durable, which helped out a lot with your fight against Lizard

• Speaking of—

“They’ve probably got it handled Miguel, is there any reason to actually go to their dimension?”

“I protect the multiverse which makes anomalies my responsibility, regardless of if that variant can handle them or not. And I’m going to have them join us.”

Jessica didn’t say much after, and she followed Miguel dutifully as he walked into the glowing orange portal. The pair flew through the multiverse for all of two seconds before a portal opened ahead of them and they were dropped onto a roof in your dimension.

“Went a bit too heavy on the ‘roids didn’t ya Doc?” The voice of a young teenager caught their ears. Just off to the side and a couple blocks away. Now facing that way they could see the large head of Lizard standing tall over the lip of the building on the distance.

“Is.. is that?—”

“Dr. Curt Connors.”

You leapt off the metal grail of the fire escape just as Lizard destroyed it with a whip of his massive tail. Using the momentum from your jump you swung a reverse axe kick to Lizard’s chin— putting enough force into it to throw his head back as you flip-jumped from him and landed on the road down below.

“I’m going to rip you apart and feast on your innards!” Lizard snarled as he recovered and glowered down at you with a sinister bear of his teeth.

“Season them well first at least, I’d suggest a nice barbecue rub!” You responded before shooting a web to the corner of the building on your left and swinging yourself into the air. Lizard roared angrily before lunging forward and attempting to catch you between his teeth. They snapped close with a chilling clamp and throaty growl from the beast.

Reaching the corner of the building you had shot your web at you leapt up and backwards flying over Lizard’s head and connecting a web to the side of his muzzle.

“Almost got me there!” You yelled as you swung around and around Lizard’s large scaled snout. “Don’t you know that animals that bite are often fitted with muzzles!” You quipped, enunciating the last word with a firm tug thus tightening the webs you’d been wrapping around his jaws and effectively sealing his mouth shut.

You kept the momentum and attached another web to the end of the one you’d been swinging around his muzzle. Then, you angled your hip to swing towards Lizard’s legs and using the same tactic looped around them several times before you were doing the same thing for his arms. When you deemed him wrapped up enough you landed behind him then tugged hard on the web end in your hand and forced Lizard to the ground by pulling his feet out from underneath him.

Once you were sure he was on the asphalt you were swift to web him up tightly and bind him to the ground. Hopefully, Captain Stacey got your message about the antidote and would arrive soon with it.

Meanwhile, as you waited you playfully walked along the edge of the building. The lip acting as your balance beam as you walked on your toes along it, doing a flip every so often just cause. You’d long since forgone your mask in favor of eating the sandwich gifted to you by the bodega owner on the corner.

Your spider senses tingled before—

“That was pretty impressive.”

You only flinched slightly at the abrupt interruption of your own little world, and turned to see two people. One, a very tall and broad man with wide shoulders and a muscular physique. The other, a woman with dark skin and a styled afro.. and she was pregnant.

“Uhm… thanks?”

“Was that a question?”

“Sorry it’s just—” you shook your head before jumping down and only now standing on the same level as him did you realize how tall the man actually was. “Who exactly are you two?”

“I’d think the suits gave you plenty context.” The woman replied, a smirk tugging up one end of her lips.

“Okay.. and why are you here?” You answered, still on edge about the two variants standing in front of you.

“My name is Miguel O’hara, and I lead an elite strike force dedicated to helping maintain the multiverse.” The man responded and you quirked an eyebrow at him.

“That still doesn’t explain why you’re here?”

“There was an anomaly reading in your dimension and we’re here to retrieve whatever villain has jumped into your universe.” The woman explained, jumping in to answer before Miguel could.

“You mean Kingpin?” You replied pointing to the billboard behind them and they both spun around to find the suit wearing antagonist webbed to it. Thick, white webs covering his entire body save for his neck and head, finally a web over his mouth. And they all watched as he glitched and morphed in colorful and mixed patterns, the board he was attached to glitching out too before changing entirely.

“How did you?—”

“My AP Physics teacher won’t shut up about the multiverse and also he doesn’t look my Kingpin at all so.. I mean you know,” they shrugged.

Miguel turned his head slightly to look at the woman beside him before he jerked his head minutely then he was facing the teenager in front of him once more. You met his masked stare head on (something he was impressed by, not many people can meet his intimidating glare straight on) as the woman walked away from you two before slinging a web up to the billboard and pulling herself up to it.

“You know the whole sinister and dark ‘nobody touch me I’m emo’ vibe you got going on isn’t very heroic.”

Miguel didn’t say anything, didn’t move an inch as he just stared at you. “See that right there isn’t becoming of someone who’s supposed to make people feel safe.”

“I protect the multiverse.”

“Right. But there are ordinary people in the multiverse, in every dimension you’ll find people.”

“The multiverse is my priority.”

“Yikes, saying things like that are not very becoming of a Spider-Man either.”

Miguel turned his observant stare cold as he chose to glare at you instead for the disrespectful responses and jokes. And he figured you must’ve felt he’d changed to glaring heatedly because you awkwardly looked away with a hand rubbing the back of your neck.

Finally, the woman returned with the Kingpin variant at her feet. This one significantly smaller than yours and lankier too, he must rely heavily on his Tombstone and Prowler. You’d rather have this Kingpin as opposed to your Kingpin— who for some reason is built like a fucking overgrown Silverback Gorilla.

She fiddled with the watch on her wrist before a golden portal erupted into life beside her, and you watched as she threw the Kingpin variant in before stepping in herself. But not before saluting you a goodbye with a playful glint in her eye and cheeky smirk on her face.

The portal closed and then your attention was back on Miguel, and your spider senses tingling brought a hand up to catch the watch he threw at you.

“Join us?”

You looked from him to the device in your hand, then you looked behind you at the Lizard on the ground down below. Captain Stacey at his neck and injecting him with a vial of clear liquid. You turned back to Miguel with a smirk and eager look as you slid the watch onto your wrist. “Sounds like a damn good time.”

• You didn’t know if you actually wanted to be there at Miguel’s Spider Society or whatever he’s calling it but you were also a bit intrigued by it

• So you followed them when he offered you that watch, and you grinned as he gave walked you around the building, giving you a small tour of his headquarters

• When you met Peter B. Parker you had an emotional breakdown and refused to return to the society for days following your first interaction with the man

• When you finally went back he was concerned that he’d done something wrong to garner such a reaction but you were quick to jump in and let him know it was in no way his fault before you explained why you had reacted as you did

• He was more than understanding, offering to keep his distance if that was what you wanted and whilst you appreciated the gesture you told him you would be fine

• And spending time in his company had begun to fill that gaping hole in your heart, obviously he’d never replace your father and you didn’t expect that of him either but his fatherly presence made you feel better than you had in years since your father’s passing

• Mayday was just an added bonus to his presence

• Time passed and you were there for a couple months before you met Gwen Stacey, and the two of you clicked almost instantly, it was a bit odd for you since the Gwen from your universe was about three years old and hadn’t been bitten but you got used to it

• And in that time you’d also learned the pregnant woman’s name was Jessica and that she was Miguel’s right hand in his society that he created

• You’d also met Hobie Brown and Pavitr Prabhakar whom you’d come to adore more than you’d ever outwardly admit lest you wish to give them egos the size of fucking Mars (but those two alongside Gwen were definitely your favorites) (behind Miguel ofc)

• Speaking of, you’d also grown quite close to Miguel in your time as part of his society of spider people, which was a huge surprise to yourself, him, Jessica and pretty much everyone involved

• He couldn’t really explain what it was, just something about your energy and the way you carried yourself that had him intrigued and impressed

• Your attitude that alluded to you never giving up was something he admired about you too, and it was those qualities that drew him in, made him want to protect you

• The bonding with you was something he didn’t expect to happen but was shocked when he wasn’t against it, and he ignored the initial reluctance and fear that he felt when you two began to get closer and closer

• Maybe it was the little things, the way you’d check up on him after a particularly harrowing or difficult mission, or the way you’d do anything to see if you could get him to crack a smile, there was something about your mere presence too, something warm and comforting

• Something he hadn’t felt since his young daughter was still a part of his life, and he was afraid of the consequences that would follow if he ever got close to you and lost you

• The same heartache he felt for his daughter would return, and it was pain that he didn’t want to feel ever again, that’s why he kept himself so guarded, those broken and vulnerable pieces protected behind vaulted steel doors

• But you had somehow managed to slip through his barbed defenses and made yourself right at home in his heart, and again he was initially afraid of the possibility that he’d lose you too and he’d face that pain all over again

• He doesn’t remember when or how he got over it, but he does remember the feeling that washed over him when he finally accepted your friendship

• It felt akin to a bucket of cold water being dumped over that fiery and searing ache in his chest, relief and comfort that he felt weigh so heavily on his chest he almost cried

• After that your guys’ relationship developed to much deepen levels, and he’d never admit to your face but you had quickly become his favorite and he would do anything to protect you, protect your bond like his life depended on it

• And just like Peter, his mere presence seemed to make you finally feel whole again… complete

• And as time continued to pass you’d only grow closer with the two men, finding safety and comfort in their arms, safety and comfort you’d been craving since you were fourteen years old

• Then, Miles Morales came along and everything went to shit

• Despite being on his team for months Miguel failed to mention that there was a spider variant that was an anomaly

• And in failing to mention that you had to figure it out on your own when Miles’ scent hit your nose and he smelled drastically different from the other spider people

• He smelt odd, unnatural and unusual… strange

• It didn’t take you long to figure out that he was an anomaly but you still figured it out by the way his scent, and you thanked the stars for that particular gift you got from the species of spider that had bitten you

• After Miles, Hobie and Gwen returned from the rescue they accomplished in Pavitr’s dimension at the expense of Spot is when things went from bad to ultimately worse

• Miguel had hoped somewhere small in his chest that you would side with him but he knew in a significantly larger part of him that your morals would not allow you to stand for him preventing Miles from saving his father

• Miguel knew that if you had known your father would’ve been killed that horrible night those years ago that you would’ve interfered without hesitation

• So he was not confident that you’d agree with him and well over half of the rest of the spider variants that this is something that must occur

• And he feared the confrontation with you, he feared the hate he’d no doubt see in your eyes when you find out this is where he stood on his opinion about the situation

• He wasn’t wrong either, because when Miles had returned and they all had cornered him after Miles discovered that Spot would be the cause, you didn’t take it all that well—

You were conflicted, you cared about Miguel but you’re morals and beliefs were very important to you— defined who you were. They were instilled into you by your father and you truly believed that by following through with them to the end you were keeping his legacy alive.

And they were loud in your ears right now, deafening in their prominent voice as you watched Miles get more and more tightly wound.

The thing was.. you agreed with him. And your father would’ve agreed with him too. There is no way Miguel knows for absolute certainty that Miles’ universe would collapse if he saved his father. And there’s no way any of the other spider variants could possibly know either.

There were facts and evidence on Miguel’s side but again— your values were speaking much louder than him. Because your father would’ve been disgusted by the behavior these spider variants were displaying, and he would’ve straight up hated Miguel. That you were absolutely sure of.

“This is wrong Miguel,” you spoke up and the spider variant you were speaking of turned to look at you. “You’re just going to let someone die when you know you could change the outcome? How could you possibly think that’s okay?”

“[Y/Name]—”

“Spider-Man isn’t about the acceptance of loss and grief yet to come, Spider-Man is about hope, hope and promise of a greater tomorrow. Hope that there will always be someone there to help… someone there to protect those who can’t do so themselves.”

“The security of the multiverse is important!” Miguel argued, his tone aggressive and his expression frustrated as he ignored the ache on his chest. The ache that had erupted into existence at the expense of his theory proving correct— you would be against him.

“No! What’s important is not standing by and allowing someone to suffer or die! If that’s truly what you believe, then you don’t know the first damn thing about being Spider-Man!”

“[Y/Name]…” Peter B. trailed as he got your attention, walking closer to you and putting a gentle hand on your shoulder. “We cannot interfere.”

You smacked his hand off your shoulder and stepped back and away from him several times to be standing beside Miles instead. “You too? Peter this is wrong, so unbelievably fucking wrong!”

“[Y/Name], I can’t let you get in the way. I’m sorry.” Miguel apologized before he was throwing something at yours and Miles’ feet. The device activated and put up a scarlet force field, Miles panicked and beat against the walls. As the variants outside the force field argued you looked to Miguel and Miguel only. And he looked right back. You just stared at him, eyes hard and brows taut and pulled together as he stared right back.

You ignored Miles as he continued to search for a way out, Miguel finally pulled his eyes off yours as Peter B. advanced on him. “Miguel! This is taking it too far!”

“He’ll only do more damage, we all know that!”

As they continued to argue outside the shield you turned your back on Miguel and flexing your fingers extended your thick and powerful claws. You could tear this force field apart if you truly tried, that’s what you were going to do. But before you could even put your hands up your senses tingled and you instinctively put your arms around your head to protect yourself as the shield was destroyed by a powerful electrical surge.

When Miles destroyed the force field he hesitated for but a single moment before he turned, grabbed your wrist and took off.

“[Y/NAME]!”

You distantly heard behind you before you were freeing yourself from Miles to run beside him instead, and you two sprinted through Miguel’s headquarters with you leading him seeing as you’ve already been there for close to a little more than six months.

Getting out wasn’t hard, at least not for you. The variants certainly tried but they weren’t any match for you. A well seasoned and thoroughly trained hero with twelve years of polishing your expertise and craft to a fine point.

Miles had a little trouble keeping up but you didn’t get too far ahead of him in which he couldn’t follow, you two only got separated once. And whilst you weren’t entirely sure where he’d gone off to, you had the absolute pleasure of facing off against Miguel (note the sarcasm).

Your senses tingled as you discreetly swung through the underbelly of Miguel’s HQ, and you pulled yourself up just in time to avoid Miguel’s web. And the two of you fought and danced around each other throughout headquarters. Miguel trying to capture you and yourself avoiding that outcome at all costs by expertly evading him. When you had finally reached outside you met up again with Miles on the train overhead cover that was speeding upon a vertical track at astronomical velocity.

It was hard to hang on, even more so with Miguel on your ass but you made due. Better you than Miles and you’d gladly fend off Miguel for him if it meant he could find his way home to save his dad in time. Maybe it was a selfish part of you that wished something for him that you wanted to have, or maybe you truly just wished only the best for the younger variant.

Either way, Miguel was kicking your ass instead of his and you could live with that.

The 2099 Spider-Man choke slammed you onto the cold, hard metal of the futuristic locomotive and pinned you there by a hand around your neck.

“Can’t you see?! He’s the original anomaly! He’s not meant to be here! He is not Spider-Man!” The man snarled in your face. The anger he was feeling making his fangs appear and he sneered down at you, bearing them ferociously.

“He’s more Spider-Man than you’ll ever be!” You retaliated, attempting any sharp words pointed enough to cut him deep and painful. And you watched as his face turned and grew solemn for only one second before he was darkening his expression and snarling at you again.

“I hate to do this to you, but I can’t lose you over this!” He yelled over the roaring grind of the moving train. And your heart fell to your toes when he beared his fangs again— this time with a wide open mouth. A second later he was lunging forward intent to inject your body with venom.

You thanked whatever god above was listening for your much quicker reflexes as you caught him by the lower jaw and redirected his lunge to the air beside you instead.

Then you were bringing your legs up and forcing him away from you, not wasting a second you shot a web to the top car of the locomotive. You pulled yourself all the way up to where Miles had perched himself, and just before you could get a word out Miguel erupted out of nowhere and tackled Miles down.

You moved to help but got a web wrapped around your wrist instead, whoever shot it pulled you off your feet and then you found yourself under Peter B. Parker and Mayday instead.

“[Y/Name], enough!”

“No!”

“You can’t change destiny!” He argued, just as Miguel had done before, pinning you to the ground— though Peter’s was less of an attempt to capture you and just in a way to get you to listen to him.

“We control our own destiny Peter.”

“This’ll put the multiverse in danger! If you’d known your father would’ve been killed that night would you have saved him even if it meant there was an off-chance of your dimension being destroyed?!” Peter was just trying to reason with you now, and you stared directly into his warm brown eyes as you answered him.

“Without question.”

Peter drew back a bit at your response, then you watched behind him as Miguel flew overhead. That was your cue, so you grabbed Peter’s shoulders and utilized the enhanced strength of your specialty skills to push him off you.

Not enough to hurt him or Mayday but enough to give you space to escape, which you did. Once given enough breathing room to leap you leapt, jumping from the locomotive to fly through the air instead. Miles followed you, and Miguel was right behind.

You didn’t get much of that end of the chase, swinging directly to the headquarters and sneaking in past Kess and standing on the platform the machine usually used to send variants back to their proper dimensions.

It was minutes later when the machine suddenly came to life and you watched as the numerous screens turned on, looking a little closer you saw that it was Miles and that he was using his invisibility power to get the machine up and going.

Seconds later you felt his presence land beside you, and as the mechanical spider above lowered down and began creating the web to send Miles home and consequently you to his universe— Miguel erupted through the glass doors like a bat out of Hell.

And you stood back and watched as he sprinted to the platform’s edge, leapt over the gap and began furiously clawing at the web’s exterior.

Just as he was pulling it apart, the sequence completed and you and Miles were lifted into the air as the portal was created before the machine was throwing the two of you through the multiverse and into Miles’ universe.

• After the exhausting and frustrating chase, and even more annoying escape you and Miles had made.. you decided to follow him to his dimension, if only just to see that he’d be okay

• But he took off the second he was back in his own universe (or so you thought) and you were quick to follow, calling out his name in an attempt to get him to slow down but he did not listen

• So you just followed as he swiftly made his way to his apartment, only upon arrival you decided it might be best if you stayed outside which is exactly what you did, and you listened as he told his mom the truth and she responded with a question of her own not knowing who he was referring to

• When your spider senses started tingling uncontrollably is when you though something might be wrong so you webbed yourself to the roof of the building directly across Miles’ apartment and just observed from there

• As you watched him interact with a man that you assumed was his uncle your senses tingled again only it was too late to react when a muscled arm wrapped around your waist and a gloved hand covered your mouth, and then you were pulled backwards and through the portal into another dimension

• Upon arrival at the new universe you were pinned to the ground on your stomach by a heavy weight much larger and much stronger atop you, holding your arms in the small of your back and forcing you tighter against the ground

• You knew it was Miguel and you knew that unlike back at headquarters this pinch would be tighter to get yourself out of— so you didn’t intend to fight against him, you’d already done more than enough for Miles and on the off chance he still needed you then and only then would you fight for him again

• Until then, you’d accepted the fact you’d been captured, so you slumped to the rain soaked concrete of the building’s roof, and as you lay there you could only hope Miles had reached his father on time

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a/n: Feel like it got kinda lame at the end but I hope you enjoyed the first post of the blog regardless! I’m super excited to get this blog started! Spiderverse is my hyper-fixation right now so that’s what I’ll be focusing on for a moment! Again, hope you enjoyed! Ciao!

#across the spider verse #spider man across the spider verse #miles morales #hobie brown #gwen stacy #pavitr prabhakar #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x platonic! reader #miles x reader #hobie x reader #gwen x reader #pavitr x reader #platonic reader #platonic imagine #platonic relationships #miguel o’hara x teen!reader

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lovelybrooke · 11 months

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hi there ! i love your blog and your writing ! if i may, can i request something from the yandere spiderverse series ? maybe miguel orders someone like pavitr to watch you as he is out on a mission or something like that ?

Watching Over You (Yandere Spiderverse x reader)

Not super Pavitr focused, I got kinda carried away. So sorry if this wasn't what you wanted. Hope you enjoy.

"Y'know you're not obligated to stay here or anything just because Miguel said so."

"I know! Don't worry, I like being with you."

"Suit yourself."

It's been about an hour since Pavitr came to supposedly "check up on you." You knew it was Miguel's idea for Pavitr to watch you while he went on a mission, but you really just expected him to stay for a few minutes and then leave, go hang out with Hobie or something. Instead, he's inspecting every nick and cranny of your room, asking you tons of questions about everything he finds, and currently reclining on your bed while reading a comic book.

While he's usually pretty talkative, Pavitr's pretty engrossed into his comic, allowing you to get some work done. Miguel's been hounding you to look at some footage and identify and prospective anomaly. Because of your friends, namely Hobie, taking up your time, you haven't been able to really work until now.

"Hey, whatcha working on?" You jumped at Pavitr's sudden appearance behind you. He was gazing over at your main screen, eyes locked onto the footage of the blurry anomaly.

"Just trying to identify this anomaly but the footage Miguel sent me is super fuzzy." Your words are mixed with the sounds of you typing as you leaned in closer towards the screen like it would suddenly become clearer if you were closer. You faintly hear Pavitr hum, slowly moving towards the screen as well.

Pavitr give you a small pat on the back. You turn to look at him, almost being blinded by his sunny smile. "Well, you've been working too long, come take a break." Your back straightened while you eye Pavitr with a furrowed brow, shaking your head.

"I haven't been able to work in a while." You look back at your screen, missing as the smile on Pavitr's face drops. "I have to get this done or Miguel-"

"Don't worry about Miguel." He interrupts with a shake of his head, his hair falling in front of his face slightly. "He won't do anything, you know that." He states the obvious. You know he won't do anything, but it doesn't mean he doesn't scare you. Pavitr grips the back of your chair and spins you around, so your back is facing your screens. "Come on, up!" He gives you a small push, finally you're out of your chair. Pavitr links an arm with yours, leading you out of the room.

"Aye, we're you two going?" It's Hobie, of course.

"We're getting lunch!" Pavitr beams, Hobie nodding along. He moves to the side opposite of Pavitr, motioning for you two to continue moving, which Pavitr does happily. You groan as Pavitr continues to lead you through the hallways of HQ.

"I guess we're getting lunch." you mumble to yourself.

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"Hey, stop touching my food." Pavitr yells at Hobie, slapping his hand away.

"You mean our food." He says, shoving fries into his mouth, Pavitr pushing his face away playfully.

Hobie takes quick glance at you, "You've barely touched your food." Pavitr looks with a raised brow.

"Do you not like it? I can get you something else?" You shake your head, messing with the fries on your plate.

"Nah, I'm good, just tired."

Hobie rolls his eyes, sneering with a slight shake of his head, "It's all that work Miguel's shoving on you." Pavitr nods, looking at you with concern.

"Yeah, Hobie's right. When was the last time you slept, have you been eating good? You do look kinda sick, right Hobie? Don't they look sick? Y'know, I think we should have a talk with Mig-"

"Oh, look! Gwen's here!" You interrupt Pavitr from his worried ramblings, getting Gwen's attention. She waves at you, Pavitr's mood instantly changing as he waves back at her.

"Hey, why wasn't I invited?" She sits down at an empty chair next to you, smiling as she takes some of your fries. You move your tray over to her, which she happily takes.

"When'd you get back?" Hobie asks, ignoring her original question. He's referring to the mission her and Miles were on together. She simply shrugs, swallowing the bits of food in her mouth.

"Just got back." She answers. "Wasn't anything big." She subtly brags. You nod along with her words, in your own world. The conversation becomes fuzzy in you dissociation before Gwen snaps in your face, breaking you out of your stupor.

"Hey, what's got your head in the clouds?" You open your mouth to answer, Pavitr beating you to it.

"Miguel's been giving them way too much work, they've barely gotten a break." Pavitr answers, his tone serious. At the mention of Miguel Hobie groans, throwing his head back in annoyance. Gwen chuckles at him, crossing her arms as she slouches back in her chair.

"That's classic Miguel for ya." She utters. You turn your head towards her.

"Look guys, it's fine, it's not even that much work anyway." You attempt to reason, maybe because Miguel is your father figure, maybe because you don't want to admit your overworked and tired. Either way, the three give you a questioning look, causing you to look away in embarrassment.

The three looks at you for a few more seconds before turning their heads in sync to the side. Must be the Spidey thing, you assume. You turn with them, spotting Miles coming towards you. You groan, laying your head on the table as Gwen waves at him.

Miles moves a chair over to your table, sitting down with a smile. Gwen moves to share her, well, your food, with him. You feel a tap on your head, lazily moving your head up. You see the group staring at you, all watching as you sit up slowly.

"Sorry." You mumble, rubbing your forehead. Miles eyes dart in between you and Gwen.

"Are you good (Y/N)?" You nod your head silently, not exactly the answer Miles wanted. He looks like he wants to say more, before Gwen speaks up.

"We should go back to your room, maybe you'll feel better there." Pavitr nods enthusiastically, Hobie shrugging.

Before you can answer, you swept up by Hobie, how links his arm with yours. You try to protest, but your voice is drowned out by Miles and Pavitr.

Hobie looks at you, ruffling your hair with a teasing smile. "Stop complaining, it's not all that bad. It's our job to watch over you."

You huff, looking away, "I can watch after myself." He snorts, nearly laughing at your response.

"Sure you can."

#yandere x reader #soft yandere #platonic yandere #spider man across the spider verse #platonic yandere spiderverse #platonic spiderverse #yandere spiderverse #yandere spiderman #pavitr prabhakar #hobie brown #gwen spiderverse #miles morales

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oopwoop · 9 months

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Their Reaction To You Getting/Saying You Want A Piercing

pairings: e!42! & e!1610 Miles Morales, Hobie Brown, Pavitr Prabhakar, Gwen Stacy, Peter B. Parker (platonic)

warning(s): swearing, unedited!

im back on my grind 💪 (sorry for not posting recently, had no motivation)

e!1610! Miles Morales

stared in surprise for a bit until he heard you call out his name. He didn’t mean to zone out and stare, or make you insecure, he was just surprised when he saw you got a piercing. you didn’t say anything about getting one or anything. he thinks you look amazing though! (he always will no matter what)

asks if he can touch it unless it’s a tongue piercing, if it’s too sensitive or sore. he understands. shouldn’t mess with it too much otherwise it won’t heal as well.

reminds you everyday to clean it with saline water. twice a day! or however much/long the piercer said.

tells you that you should get a black and red one depending on the type it is.

“woahhh..” Miles gasped quietly as he stared in awe for the next few moments, snapping it out of it when he heard his name. he felt bad when he noticed the nervous look on your face.

“is it bad? do you you not like it?” you asked sadly, upset that he may not like it. sure, you got the piercing because you wanted it but it’d still be nice to know that Miles thought it looked well.

he gave you a shocked look, shaking his head. he grabbed your hand comfortingly and kissing your cheek, careful not to touch your piercing depending on where it is.

“no, no! it looks wonderful. you look wonderful! suits you very well.” he whispered lovingly and kissing your cheek again. it’s good to know he liked it. he really does think you look amazing.

e!42! Miles Morales

did a double take. not out of disgust but more so out of surprise. usually when you get something done or are going out he gives you money, even though he knows you are fully capable he enjoys spoiling you. so it was a surprise when you came over with a brand new piercing that he didn’t know about or pay for.

tells you look good and just goes about what he was doing. doesn’t make a huge deal of it. though, a few minutes later he does ask why you didn’t say anything about it.

also reminds you to clean it, or at least s asks if you did everyday until it’s healed.

will buy you all the jewelry you want for it. will even buy a few he thinks matches his vibe, hoping you wear them. if not he’s not butt hurt or anything, though.

“looks good.” he hums out nonchalantly before returning to what he was doing beforehand. you respond with your thanks. the next few minutes are spent in a comfortable silence, the two of you enjoying each others company until Miles breaks it.

“so, why didn’ you say anythin’? i’d give you the money for it.” he questions, raising a brow as he turns to you. usually you tell him about stuff like this and he gives you money for it.

“mmm, just felt like it, y’know? wanted to treat myself for once. not that i don’t love you spoiling me but it feels nice once and a while to gift myself something.” you explain to him as he nods in understanding.

“yeah i get it.. next time ‘m payin’ though, got it?” he states firmly. you know he’s gonna find a way to pay for your next one for sure.

Pavitr Prabhakar

beyond excited when he noticed it. gasped super loudly when he saw it and rushed over to you. just like the other two, he had no idea of this happening. he also asks you a thousand questions about it.

showered you in compliments on how good you look, how it fits you perfectly, all of it. also showers you in soft kiss around your face, being really careful not to mess with the piercing as he’s worried to hurt you on accident.

he also reminds you to wash it everyday. setting reminders on his phone to text or call you. or if y’all are together he’ll help wash it if he can, being as gentle as possible. he has a bottle of saline spray at his house for whenever you’re over and need to clean it.

sends you pictures of jewelry he sees when he’s out and about, asking if you’d like it. if so he will definitely buy it for you. does not care about the price. if he doesn’t have enough now he’ll save up for it. (jewelry is expensive 😃)

“woah! you look so good! when did you get it? did it hurt?” Pavitr said happily and he rushed over to you, grabbing your cheeks softly to examine the piercing closer.

you chuckle at his antics, grabbing his wrists so you could pull his hands away to be able to speak properly. “slow your roll, Pav. i got it today and it hurt as much as i thought it would.”

“absolutely gorgeous. i knew you’d rock it, even though you never told me. why didn’t you tell me?” he continues to chatter fast, it was hard to keep up with him. he was just excited for you though. he knew you’d only get a piercing if you really wanted it.

“wanted to surprise you.” you smiled at him as he started to peck your face with a bunch of soft kisses. you didn’t think he’d be this excited over a piercing.

Gwen Stacy

was surprised when you said you wanted a piercing but was excited for you. she helps set up the appointment and everything, goes with you for comfort if needed, let’s you squeeze her hand as well.

if you let her, she’d pick out the one you get. she wouldn’t suggest one that hurts really bad though, depending on your pain tolerance.

definitely picks out the jewelry for it if you let her. it’d be a soft pink or blue fs.

so, she has her brow pierced so i feel like maybe she might get more piercings. maybe like her septum or a normal nose piercing, yeah? if it’s around the same time you got your piercing she’d set an alarm for the both of you and if you’re together at the time you’d clean it together or she’d ft you and y’all would do it on call

Incoming FaceTime Call From

gwendy ❤️

Answer Ignore

you decided to answer the call and when you did all you saw was her eyes and up until a few moments later. Her face popped into the screen, a huge smile as she noticed you answered.

“i’m assuming you already know what time it is, yeah?” she shook the can of saline in a jazz-hands gesture, chuckling as you rolled your eyes playfully.

“yeah, yeah.. just let me get to my bathroom.. you always call me when i’m in bed and comfy” you sigh, your tone whiney and exaggerated.

“oh boo-hoo.. you’ll be okay. now get your butt up and go clean your piercing. don’t want an infection, do you?” gwen raised a brow at you. her expression felt similar to a judge-y mothers.

Hobie Brown

when you said you wanted a piercing he was more than willing to do it himself, free of charge. all of his have either been done my someone he’s friends with (for free) or himself. he’s got all the supplies needed and knows how to do most piercings. you wouldn’t be the first person he’s given them to.

if you do let him do it, it’ll be the same as if you were to have gone to a trained professional. just more.. homey? sure it’s a little more risky, but think about it, it’s free of charge (it’s expensive, my septum was $100), plus it’s with someone you know and should by now trust

if you go to a professional he doesn’t really care. it’s your money you’re spending.

totally steals jewelry for you if you wanna change it out once it’s healed. helps you clean it, as well. he knows the perfect way to clean it well so it doesn’t get infected.

“d’ya want me t’ do it? cuz i can, free of charge too, luv.” hobie suggested when you said you wanted a piercing. you weren’t sure if you should take up his offer. he could tell you were hesitant about it so he continued on.

“i’ve done a good few piercings b’fore. some of my own, actually. y’ can trus’ me, promise.” that helped you feel a little better. his looked so good so that must mean he’d be able to do yours even better. especially because doing a piercing on another seems easier than doing one on yourself.

“yeah.. okay sure, i’ll let you do it. but if you fuck it up I won’t be happy..” you glared at him, letting him lead you to the living room of your place to sit and get ready.

“y’won’ hafta worry ‘bout bein’ angry, luv cuz i won’ fuck it up.” he chuckled deeply as he got the needed supplies ready and kissed your forehead.

Peter B. Parker (my first time writing him so sorry if it sucks 🫢)

was probably the most surprised of all. he doesn’t care that you got one, not at all, he’s just surprised you didn’t say anything. your like a kid to him, you tell each other almost everything.

definitely pats you on the shoulder or back and tells you that it looks good and suits you well.

randomly gifts you new jewelry for it. it’s usually stuff he thinks fits you well or one he knows you’ve been looking at. how does he get the money for it? begs MJ until she says yes. though she says yes really quickly because she loves you like a kid as well.

i feel like he can be really forgetful with some things so he’s not as consistent as the others to remind you to clean it. it’ll be more here and there that he reminds you

“when did that happen..?” he says slowly, mouth agape in surprise. “you never told me about that. we tell each every.” peter mutters with a pout, sad you didn’t tell him about this.

“oh this?” you say, pointing to the piercing, “just got it a bit ago. wanted it to be a surprise. does it look good..?”

he just chuckled and walked up to you, patting you on the back firmly. what is with dads and their firm pats? “looks great, kid. suits you very well. you think i’d rock one? i should totally get one, yeah?”

“uhm, yeah, if you want mj to leave you then you should, old man..” you joke with him and return you get a gasp from him.

“i’m not old! and she wouldn’t leave me. i’d look amazing, even better than you!”

#across the spiderverse #miles morales #fanfic #miles morales x reader #gwen stacy #hobie brown #pavitr prabhakar #gwen stacy x reader #hobie brown x reader #pavitr prabhakar x reader #peter b parker #peter b parker x reader #platonic x reader

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shallyouobeyme · 7 months

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Spider

Miles Morales, Hobie, Pavitr, Gwen + (mentioned) Platonic!Yandere!Miguel x child!reader (GN)

Summary: Deciding to cause some Mayhem, Hobie, Miles, Gwen and Pavitr go looking through Miguel's office in his absence, only that what they find there, isn't quite what any of them expected. Who'd have thought Miguel was the type to have a secret Apartment...only that that might not be the worst thing in there...

TW: Kidnapping, dark!content, yandere, threat of violence (not towards reader), MDNI, I do not condone this behaviour, this is just fiction

Day 2 of my Yandere Writetober

After Miles' official introduction into the Spidersociety, he’d loved spending his time there. Not only because he’d be able to hang out with Gwen, Hobie and Pavitr, but also because he felt like part of something bigger. He’d made up an after-school club to his parents and had somehow managed to keep the lie up to this day, which took a lot of studying and doing his best to actually attend class to make his parents trust him.

One afternoon the four spiders were hanging out when Hobie suggested doing something less boring, like breaking into Miguel’s office and checking out his hologram Programm. And while Miles and the others knew that there were some serious consequences if they’d get caught, the energy Hobie had was infectious and they soon found themselves sneaking through his door after making double-sure that Miguel and Jessica were on a mission.

The thrill of sneaking through his office, using his floating platform and the holographic floor to show each other nice or funny memories from their respective universes was just the thing four teenagers needed to have the time of their life’s.

About half an hour had passed and they were strewn around the room looking around. Hobie was probably dismembering and taking components from the different machinery, Gwen was trying to use the holographic floor to look at some classic concerts and Pavitr was playing around with the floating platform. Miles had taken to exploring the shelf’s in one of the corners of the room. Usually the room was so dark that you’d hardly be able to see them which is why

Miles had to use his phone's flashlight to see around. The shelves were filled with some gizmos and gadgets, some files strewn around, some boxes and blueprints. Nothing of particular interest to Miles, or at least nothing until his light hit a picture frame standing about where Miguel's eyes would be level with it.

Given that Miles was not quite as tall as Miguel, he had to rise to his tiptoes to even get an idea of what it depicted, he thought he recognized the image from the video Miguel had showed him when telling him about the dangers of ignoring canon events. It was a picture of his late daughter.

Miles had to swallow hard. He tended to forget what hardship Miguel went through because of how much of a douche he was to him. Something in Miles compelled him to take a closer look at the picture so he reached out to it and tried to take it, but instead of coming down from the shelf, he was only able to pull it slightly into his direction. Then there was a quiet but noticeable ‘click’ before the shelf with the picture on it opened a gap.

"Guys? Uhm, there’s something over here,” Miles called out to his friends who all ran over to him.

“What’s up?” Pavitr asked as he looked around, without seeing anything.

“Well, I think this shelf- let me just-“ he stuttered as he took a hold of the side of the shelf where the gap had opened and pulled.

“Whoa, a secret room? Cool,” Gwen mumbled in awe and slight confusion.

“I knew that bloke had somethin’ to hide, he ain’t right kosher, y’know,” Hobie shrugged and was the first to take off into the secret passage, the other three hot on his heels.

Miles wasn’t sure what he had expected to hide in the secret room, but he was sure it had been anything but what they found there.

Behind the shelf was what seemed to be a full apartment, with a nice open concept as Pavitr noted offhandedly, which in itself wasn’t so strange, after alle, maybe Miguel just liked his privacy.

Or at least that was what the four would have thought if it wasn’t for the plushies, toys, coloring books and other children’s stuff strewn throughout the different sections of the big room.

“Maybe Miggy over here is a bit more kinky then we gave ‘im credit for,” Hobie joked as he picked up a princess coloring book from the kitchen table and leafed through it.

“I don’t know, something about this seems weird, right guys?” Gwen looked around and received nods from Miles and Pavitr, “Maybe we should leave…”

Miles wanted to agree, wanted to get out of there and act like they’d never been there, but his stupid spider-senses had to start going off the charts right that second as he heard something from behind one of the three doors leading out of the room, the only door with more locks on it then on an average New Yorker apartment door.

“You guys feeling that?” Pavitr asked, confirming Miles’ fear that he wasn’t the only one whose senses were acting up.

Not bothering to answer, Hobie and Gwen were the first ones to go towards the door, quickly followed by the other two.

Hobie had already taken hold of the door on both sides ready to take it off its hinges when Gwen stopped him.

“If we break it, there’s no denying what we did anymore, maybe we should try this differently. These locks seemed to be electric, maybe we could overload them to reset them or something.”

Miles quickly realized that with ‘we’ Gwen meant him so he pushed himself to the front and got ready to electrify the locks.

A few seconds later there was a shrill beep and a click and with high anticipation, Miles took hold of the door handle and… It opened without problem.

With bated breath, he opened the door.

“Daddy?” a soft, quiet voice, doubtlessly that of a child, called out to them and all of them stood there like frozen as they stared towards the small kid sitting on a fuzzy blue rug surrounded by dolls and plushies. The child tilted their head, looking at them in confusion.

“Hi, are you friends with Daddy?” they asked, but none of them were in the mental state to answer them, all too shocked.

Suddenly a voice called out from speakers somewhere in the room.

“Y/N go into your room immediately please,” a voice - all of them recognized it as Lydia’s - said and after a slightly disappointed ‘okay Aunt Lyd’ from the child they left through a sliding door in the wall opposite of the four spiders which immediately closed (and probably locked) after them.

“Miguel has been informed of your intrusion, I’d advise you to take your leave immediately, and if you enjoy your heart beating I’d tell you not to mutter a word of this to anyone, now leave.”

With a heavy heart and many questions the four ran out of the secret apartment, making sure to close the shelf after them, before they disbanded and returned to their original universes. All of them couldn’t get the child out of their head, but especially Miles couldn’t help but feel he’d seen them before.

Only when he was lying in bed that evening mulling over the events of that day again did he remember.

Months ago his father had taken one of his files home with him, a missing persons report, a little child had disappeared right out of their childhood bedroom without any hint as to what or who had taken them.

In the upper corner of the report was a picture of a smiling toddler with an white area below where their name was…Y/N.

#Yandere #x reader #spiderverse #spider man across the spider verse #miles morales #Hobie #Pavitr #pavitr x reader #Gwen Stacy #Gwen #yandere!miguel #miguel o’hara #platonic #platonic yandere #dark!miguel #dark content #tw: kidnapping #child!reader #gender neutral reader

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xan-izme · 10 months

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Get through me first (Dad!Miguel x daughter/Venom!Reader)

I have been a little too into the Miguel fics, especially when there is angst involved. So now you all gotta deal with it.😊

Summary: You were one of the Spidey's that was transported into Earth 1610. You helped Miles save his universe and was able to go back home. That's when your father who you hadn't seen in 3 years recruits you to help keep the multivers in balance. You join, but it doesn't mean your ready to fight him if it means protecting Miles.

TW: Child neglect, death, mentions of death, violence, cursing, angst, lotta angst, daddy issues, issues in general

You stared down the big portal, after everyone jumped in one by one. You were the last one left. You turn to Miles you looked sad, but happy and satisfied that things are done, and everyone is able to go home.

"Guess this is goodbye." Miles spoke. You sighed and nodded your head.

"We should stay!" Venom's voice was loud and clear for you. Nearly jumped yourself at how loud he was.

"We can't." You responded sternly.

"WHY!"

"We'll die if we stay any longer, you little parasite."

Miles looked at you, with that same look he had when you seemed to be talking to yourself. But he smiled fondly "I'm goanna miss the two of you."

You and Venom were a little taken aback. Some wouldn't refeur to you and Venom as two. Forgetting Venom and leaving him out of the equation fully. "You're a good kid Miles, if you ever need help, me and Venom will be by your side. Promise."

Your words comforted him. Miles doesn't know fully why, but you didn't seem like someone who breaks a promise. And you don't.

"This is no fair. I will make you cry now! cry Y/n, cry." Venom took over your emotions and was forcing you to cry. You quickly pull down your mask and cleared your throat.

" Be safe out there, Miles Morals." You leap off and dive in headfirst into the portal.

It's only been three months since you returned back home. You and Venom back to the routine of saving people and you preventing Venom from wanting to bite heads off and from eating too much chocolate.

One day, while you and Venom visited a restaurant that you and Venom would go to frequently, even before Venom, you were a constant costumer.

"Hey Malik." You greeted the young man in the front counter.

"Hello Ms. O'Hara. table for two as usual?" Malik grabbed a menu, ready to lead you to your usual table.

"Yup." You responded shortly before he took you to your table.

"I want food! give me the ribs! oh oh! Tater tots. Get us Tator tots!"

You chuckled as you looked at the menu to get yourself a few drinks for you and Venom. As you were doing that, you hear someone take a seat in front of you. Your brows furrowed, looking up you take a glance of a man you haven't seen in a long time.

You sighed and kept your eyes back on the menu. "Didn't know you were back in town." You spoke dryly.

The man in front of you inhaled sharply, relaxing himself before opening his mouth.

"I wanted to talk to you."

You hummed, unamused and pulled out your phone and slide it towards him. "I'm a little busy right now. So just put your number in there and we can speak later."

The man sighed. "Please, mi hija."

You slammed the menu on the table. Finally staring him in the eyes.

"Miguel, this is my mealtime. A time of peace, and right now you are not making me feel peaceful. So, I suggest you take my first offer and just put your number in." You were firm with your words, almost threatening.

Miguel paused for a moment, between the phone and his daughter. Seeing that you were reasonably mad at him, he took the phone and entered his number in. He stood up, ready to leave "I'll see you later."

As Miguel walked away, you hear a very displeased Venom.

"What a dick."

You huffed and brought the menu back up to your face.

"Agreed"

"Why are we here. I don't like it here." Venom was complaining about being in the little spider club house, Miguel was walking by your side, he would be getting a little too close to you here and there. Making you scoot further and further away from him.

"We are here to protect our world. You want what happened with Miles happen to us?" You hear Venom groan and shut off for the moment.

"Y/n, I'm really grateful for you being here. We need the help." Miguel stared down at his daughter with a soft smile. You stayed staring straight ahead.

"I didn't do this for you. I got people to protect Miguel." You wanted to make sure he understands that he didn't see this as a daddy daughter bonding moment. The situation he explained to you was serious. No distractions within the workforce.

That will disrupt everything.

"I see. . . Y/n, I just wanted to- to apologize for what I had done. I was wrong, very wrong." You could hear the sincerity in his voice, the regret and guilt written all over his face. You paused and stared at him.

Venom was practically screaming at you to not forgive him. To punch his face. But you didn't. And when you didn't, Venom got upset and took over your arm and punched Miguel hard.

"Oh shi- Venom what the hell!?"

"He does not deserve our kindness; he does not deserve our LOVE! Now bite his head off!" You ignored what Venom was saying and ran towards Miguel's side. "You good? My bad, Venom just gets like that sometimes."

You helped Miguel up. "It's alright, mi hija. You've gotten strong." Miguel had blood running down his nose. But he continued to smile softly at you.

You were quick to remove yourself from him. Clearing your throat and told Miguel to continue.

Being a part of the Spider-society was actually a big help for you and Venom. Being able to capture anomalies before they cause too much of a wreck for your universe. You kept a good distance from Miguel.

Even though he tried to offer time alone together that didn't involve the work as being a Spidey, you rejected those advances.

"Come on Y/n. He really does care about you. He just wants to make up for lost time." Jessica Drew, Miguels right hand woman was trying to convince you to at least try to be with Miguel.

You hummed, clearly uninterested in the conversation. Typing away on your laptop, working on some homework you had to finish for school.

"That sounds amazing- oh, hey can you pass me my cup please?"

Jessica frowns and grabbed your cup, as she handed the cup back to you. She takes a glance down to your bag that you brought and see multiple bracelets, handmade.

"Oh, those from f/n? how's she doing?'' Jess leaned on the wall as she watched you pause for a moment. You were quick to get back to typing.

"She's dead." You say with a slight cringe. Knowing the awkward atmosphere, you were making wasn't one your good for.

Jess was taken aback, not knowing of this news before hand.

"Oh . . . I'm sorry." Jess walked towards you and took a seat next to you. You stayed focused on your screen. Jess gently laid her hand on your back "What happened."

You took a quick glance down to the ground, pausing your typing. Taking in a deep sigh, you continued working "The bridge was falling apart. And I had to choose between a bus with 29 passengers or my best friend . . . f/n ended up having to choose for me. She said her goodbyes then cut herself off from my web."

Your mind drifted to the look on your friend face when she realized it was her time.

You sighed and changed the subject quickly.

"So, like . . .Don't ya'll got paternity leave or something cuz . . ." You looked down to Jessica's baby bump. Jess laughed as you moved on with your work.

"Yo, you needed help-" You froze in place as you saw Miguel in the room Jess. You frown "You wanted me, Jess?" You gave the pregnant woman a look. Jess had said she and she only needed you.

"Oh yes! I wanted you to look over these anomaly cases with me. But I'm not really feeling good." Jess rubbed her baby bump. You gave her a deadpan look.

"So, you'll be working with Miguel!" Jess was quick for someone who wasn't 'feeling well' and got out the room. You sighed and looked to a nervous smiling Miguel. You were displeased with this outcome, but this was going to happen, minus well get it done with.

You walked up next to Miguel and immediately got to work. An awkward silence overcame the air around the two of you.

Miguel kept glancing over to you. Taking in small details, like your suit and how it was in a way some comparison to Venoms when the alien takes over you. The way your fingers fidget when taking a small pause.

The silence soon became too much for Miguel to bare and he decided to speak "So, ho-how's school? Still playing basketball?"

Your brows furrowed "No."

"Oh! Stopped liking it?"

"No."

"Umm . . . did you get benched.?"

"No."

"Are you just going to say no to everything I say?" Miguel had his hand on his hip, a little frustrated by your blunt replies. You took a moment before turning your head to him.

"No."

"Ay dios mio- I'm tying here mi hija. Please I'm begging you. Make this easier." Miguel turns his full attention to you while you were still focused on the multiple screens in front of you.

"And why should I do that?"

"Because I want this family to be happy--"

"Family?" You scoffed.

"--And I want us to be happy together."

"Okay compañero, you threw this little family out the fucking window when you ran off to raise a child that wasn't even yours."

"Language niña." You ignored his warning and kept going

"And you have no right. No fucking right to waltz into my already shitty life and make it worse!"

"I SAID LANGUAGE!"

The two of you were already in each other's faces. Unphased by the others raging expression.

"No trates de reparar algo que está más allá de la reparación"(Don't try to mend something that is beyond repair.)

You walked away from the man. Leaving him the room. Once you got to your dimension, you began to wreck everything in the room. His room to be specific. Not like he even comes back. Too busy with work Too busy with the life that didn't involve you.

You couldn't take it anymore. You began sobbing uncontrollably.

"Y/n, we can't be upset about him now of all times."

"Why is he being worried now!? it's not fair Venom! it's not fair!" Your spoke between your cries. Venom took over your arms to try and wipe your tears. But it just kept coming.

All Venom could do was be there for you, as always, in your time of need.

You stared down at the mini hologram of you cradling your dear friend's limp body. begging he not to leave you.

"You too?'' Miles voice broke out. You looked at him with glossy eyes. Once your eyes met with his sad puppy eyes, you had to look away.

Miguel went on about the canon. And how it keeps everything in balance. If a canon is broken, then a world collapses. That's when it hit Miles, his dad was next. The boy refused to let the spot take yet another precious's person in his life.

But when Miles expressed his displeasre of the canon, Miguel trapped him, you were quick to bang on the forcefield.

"Oey! let him out!"

"He'll destroy the multiverse!" Miguel argued back. Peter B. and Gwen tried to convince Miguel to let Miles go and that he was going too far. suddenly, Miles was able to break the forcefield. You didn't waste time to grab the boy's hand and make a run for it.

The chase was hectic, but you finally got Miles back to HQ.

"Alright niño. This is as far as I can take you. But me and Venom will hold Miguel and the others off." Miles stared up at you with a look of confusion "Wait, you're not coming?"

It was clear he didn't want to do this alone. And you didn't want him to go through its alone ether. You brought Miles close to you and brought your foreheads together. You had Venom exit your body and enter Miles body.

"Venom will give you as much help as you need."

The two of you hear the others approaching. You hugged Miles for the last time and put him in the Go Home machine.

You quickly made yourself placed far away from the machine. You looked back at Miles one last time and smiled.

"Be safe out there, Miles Morals"

Once Miguel came through the doors, he was met with you in his way.

"Just give the kid up Y/n!"

You laughed as your own claws came out. Your set of fangs came in

"You want him? You got to get through me first."

The last thing Miles saw was you and Miguel running at each other.

#mental health #miguel o'hara #platonic miguel o'hara x reader #x daughter!reader #miles morales #atsv x reader #gwen spiderverse #jessica drew #miguel o'hara x daughter reader #venom reader #slight angst

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broken-glass-puppet · 10 months

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do you write platonic fics of miguel o’hara?

i’d you do can you write an fic where reader (they can be a teenager or younger) just recently became spider-man and miguel slowly becomes a father figure to them?

i’m so sorry if this don’t make sense ;; english isn’t my first language

Actually, we need more father figure Miguel

•when he first meet you he thought you would be a trouble maker, Wich you are but you aren't a pain in the ass

•he doesn't like you at first because you remind him of his daughter, a lot

•you are a stubborn teen who doesn't have the best relationship with adults in the spider society, except him

•he really cares about you, like a father does

•when you cry he is the first one in hugging you, he cares about you a lot

And also, FOUND FAMILY TIME!!

You where new in the spider society, you were a young teen, still in highschool, but you where skilled in your job

Time passed and you grew close to Miguel, he was the boss and everything but he was nice to be around, always letting you stay in his room while he did paperwork

One day, you where talking with Gwen (Wich you see as an older sister) when Miguel patted your head

"you did good out there [redacted], I'm proud of you"

"thanks dad"

And everyone was silent, you begged to dissapear in that moment

"dad huh?'' he laughed ruffling your hair

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yandere-kokeshi · 10 months

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Gwen Stacy has a “protect trans kids” flag in her room. Imagine if she has that because she has a trans little brother (male reader)?

I’d like to request platonic yandere Gwen Stacy with a younger brother who is ftm. :] It would also be really cool if you could add some headcanons with the others, because sometimes Gwen wants M/n to be safe, but can’t watch him herself. So she allows the ones she trusts the MOST (Hobie, Pavitr, Miles, whoever else) to watch and be with him for her!

(details that you can choose if you wanna include or not: dealing with transphobia, missing Gwen when she’s on missions, potentially cuddles because sometimes he just wants to be held and it doesn’t really matter who does it)

Warnings: yandere behavior, platonic Gwen, talks about harassment and transphobia,

A/N: this was really fun to write! Ty for requesting. Please enjoy this :]

The fact is, she’s like your biggest supporter ever. Ever since you decided to come out, she makes sure to protect you, taking care of you by often pulling harmless pranks on you and adoring you. She probably shows way more love to you than she's shown to anyone.

If and when people misgender you, Gwen will go do things two ways. One, she will correct the pronouns and make sure the rest of the week is horrible for them (ex. Moving their keys to make them late for work, randomly tripping throughout their day, getting paper objects thrown at the head, etc.) Or two, which is also her favorite, she’ll play dumb and make sure the person is extremely annoyed by the fact ‘you’ don’t exist.

“Who are you talking about? We don’t know anyone by that name. You must be losing it, a bit coo-coo much?”

The two of you often stay up late, her asking questions about school and that one person you’ve never mentioned before. Of course, she laughs it off and says it’s a coincidence. You both have nights where you eat junk food, watching funny sitcoms as she cracks up jokes now and again.

Whenever she’s on missions, it’s an unpredictable trip that you never have a point-on time of when she’ll get back. However, in the meantime, it’s often you’ll find a hoodie of hers, a piece of her stuck with you until the real her comes back. At some point, she’ll come home and see you huddled on the couch, wearing her hoodie. It makes her heartbreak as you miss her. But don’t worry, she makes it up in the morning by making you breakfast and buying your favorite snacks.

Hugs and kisses on the cheeks everywhere. While Gwen doesn’t show a lot of affection, especially with physical touch, more with words and gifts, sometimes things get out of hand and she gets upset; causing her to bust into your room with a sour face, tears threatening to fall as her arms wrap around you, saying nothing as the two of you hug.

With learning, just to hold her as tight. Please. She needs it. Especially from you, sometimes she has nightmares of losing you and while she does sneak in to check up on you, it scares her of what the future might hold. Just being able to hold you close, and feel you laugh as she smiles, it reminds her how good of a life she has.

Whenever she’s gone for a long period, whether that’s a mission or doing some type of spider-woman hero stuff, Gwen will make sure to grab some items she sees that she thinks you’ll like; more often it’s street food and expensive figurines of shows you adore to heart.

Sometimes, she’ll come home heaving out of breath, holding way more things than she should, and throwing them all with you, ignoring George’s protest about leaving a mess by the door. All she cares about is watching you open them with excitement.

Sadly, transphobia is quite popular these days. With this said, Gwen (and her friends, especially Hobie!) will yell at the person, cursing them off and possibly threatening them. While Gwen is more on the relaxed side and tends to ignore it the flipping the bird.

If any of her closest friends are with her, you can bet it’ll be a mess; yelling ensues around you, and having to hold back Miles or Pavitr from approaching them with mean insults.

To be honest, the whole crew thinks you’re so cool, especially Hobie and Pavitr. While Miles has known you longer and makes sure to check up on you as much as he can, the other two guys love to ask you questions and annoy you when you’re supposed to be doing something else.

They’re all just as protective of you as Gwen, her worried words of ‘please take care of him when I’m gone’. Hobie is most often around, practically dragging you to his chaos and helping you with school when you need it (he’s the ‘uncle’ who brings alcohol to your 18th birthday because you’re an adult now).

Pavitr is a huge sweetheart, always checking up on you and offering Chai to you when he senses you’re stressed. In all honesty, he's the best person to help with homework - he's incredibly focused and rewards you with candy.

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 9 months

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Hi Clan! I haven't been around in a while the autism took me for a few months sorry. Would you do some headcanons for Miles and/or Gwen meeting a Mutant!Spider-Person reader? Like an X-Men type mutant. They never got bit but were instead born with the spider powers (including the webs) and 4 arms. Because they're a mutant they aren't really trusted as a hero by the people of their city (or the cops) but they still try their best because "If I gave up because a few people didn't like me, I wouldn't be very good at my job"

-Forgetful Anon

Gwen Stacy

While visiting Spider Society HQ for the first time, she noticed you sitting at a nearby table, having an arm-wrestling match against Ben Riley.

He insisted you used all four of your arms to "challenge" him....and yet he sulks when he ultimately loses, and you just laugh in victory before patting him on the back.

Once he leaves, you spot this new Spiderwoman and wave her over to your table, insisting on having a match.

It's just your way of breaking the ice for new Spiderpeople. You loved getting to know them and testing their strength. Winning or losing doesn't matter to you.

"Don't worry, I'll go easy on ya." You tease, only to be surprised as Gwen wins with little effort, her smug grin present.

"You went a little "too" easy on me, I think."

"Haha...jeez, I guess so."

And so you both talk for a little while about different things: what she thought of Spider Society, how long she's been Spiderwoman, etc.

When she turns the questions on you, however, you're....a bit hesitant to share.

Unlike most of the Spiderpeople here, you didn't get your powers in the "traditional" sense. No spider has ever bitten you.

Seeing Gwen's curiosity, though, you eventually tell her you're actually a mutant, a human born with the X-gene that made you into a spider hybrid.

You mentioned a league of mutant superheroes in your dimension.....but you ride solo, as most Spiderpeople do, not wanting to be tied down to any specific group (ironic as you're part of Spider Society, but that's besides the point).

She imagines the people there feel pretty safe, though you shake your head. "Nah, some see us as the bigger threat just because we look like this and have all these crazy powers. I've fought aliens and wizards, but...there's some battles that you just can't punch or shoot webs at, y'know?"

Her expression changes to a slightly solemn one, nodding her head in sympathy. "You're fighting for basic respect."

"We just want fair treatment...and it's like we're asking them for the world. All I wanna do is protect my city, but it's hard when half the population hates us and thinks we brought the trouble to them."

"I can't imagine.." She frowns. "If I might ask..what keeps you going? Why bother if nobody even thanks you or sees you as a hero? What's the point?"

"......."

"...sorry, was that too deep-?"

"No, no..you're good, kid." You chuckle, feeling more relaxed. "All my life I've dealt with that stuff, and it still sometimes hurts, but if I gave up just because some people didn't like me, well...I'd be terrible at my job as a Spiderperson."

Gwen's impressed by your words, not expecting to have such a deep conversation about your "origin story" at the first meeting.

But she's glad she could talk to you, needing this distraction from the incident with her dad while she was questioning her own self-worth as Spiderwoman.

You reassure her she can come to you for advice anytime.

Miles Morales (E-1610)

You first met Miles after getting thrown into his dimension thanks to the collider explosion, taking comfort in knowing you're not the most "unusual" spiderperson around.

There's a pig and an anime girl with a psychic link to her spider, for crying out loud.

Anyways, you had faith that he could help you get back to your dimension, never doubting him unlike the other spiderpeople who firmly believed he wasn't ready for this task.

You followed him after he left May's basement to talk one-on-one, sympathizing with his struggles.

"Trust me, kid..I've been in your shoes once. I never felt like a Spiderman in my life..even now."

He stares at you in disbelief. "Really? You? But...you got all your powers at birth! I mean yeah, you weren't bitten, but....but you're already better at this than I am! I bet people really admire you-"

"I've had my fair share of doubters, Miles. All of us have, but I got it...particularly bad in my world. And not just because I'm a "masked vigilante putting myself about the law"."

He's still a bit lost, so you tell him about the unfair treatment of mutantkind in your dimension, speaking of how some people hated you so much...they sought to "cure" your X-genes.

It stings to know that they will shun you instead of seeing you as a hero, though you didn't wanna ramble on for too long and depress Miles further, seeing his frown growing.

"You say all of this, and yet...you think I can help you get back there. Why would you ever wanna go back to a world that hates you just for being yourself? For just trying to do the right thing even if everyone's telling you no?"

"Well..besides dying if I stay in this dimension--" You begin, painfully glitching for a moment as if to prove that point. "--ouch...look, I just can't abandon the people who need me. The ones who do see me as a hero. It's my duty, and...if I gave up trying to be Spiderman just because I get a few stares or snide comments...well then I'm not really Spiderman, am I?"

Miles doesn't know what to say...but he does feel incredibly inspired by your words.

He only wishes the others trusted him like you did.

Patting his shoulder, you remove your mask and smile at him. "Don't their words bring you down, kid. You got potential...they'll realize it soon enough."

#clanask #forgetful anon #marvel x reader #atsv x reader #itsv x reader #across the spider verse x reader #into the spider verse x reader #miles morales x reader #gwen stacy x reader #platonic #mutant reader #spiderman reader #headcanons

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demigoddessqueens · 9 months

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Hello, can I request a Spider Verse with Hobie, Pavitr, Gwen and Miles. Where they meet the Reader, who is the new Sorcerer Supreme of Peter B's universe. And an honorary member of the Spider Society.

(Mainly since they kept breaking into HQ and no matter how hard Miguel tried he couldn't keep them out)

Rule number one is to always pester Miguel! 🤣

Hobie 🎸

Appreciates the fact that someone else goes against the mainstream like him, and if you’re the type to ramble about your magic, he calmly listens to you with a fond smile on his face

Pavitr

You swear he looks like he’s about to faint from excitement as you demonstrate how your magic works!

Gwen 🩰

She’s the most curious about your portals, always wanting to try and use them (with your permission of course!) and sometimes wants to use them to check on her dad and/or Miles

Miles 🕷️

Asking all the questions and more about your magic, and is even curious about whether or not you have some spare rings that he can use (or borrow 👀)

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dex0s · 8 months

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𝘖𝘮𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘢 𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 (𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘵𝘸)

NOT PROOF READ (update it’s proof read)

One if your the sibling to miles (older or younger) AND their over protective… man all I have to said is good fucking luck because that thing you call freedom. Yeah that said bye bye too it because that shit will be gone before you can take your first breath

If you’re the child of Aaron (the uncle). You have freedom but it’s slowly going to rot away into nothing.

If you date anyone like ANYONE girl, boy, nonbinary their ass is getting there background check. Up,down, sideways, vertical, horizontal, and double take no word is going to be missed and oh if they found out your partner had something to do with the crime or just a red flag. Sadly that next day they got charged for that crime (or they made some shit up)

Grades… there’s two ways this can go

You’re miles sibling. Oh all I can say is pray to the lord above. They are on your ASS when it comes to grade. Just because your the young sibling (old sibling, too you’re a role model for miles) doesn’t mean you can just sit your pretty ass and slack off. Sure maybe that will let you off with a B or two but anything lower or more then two B’s. Your electronic devices anything that can go on social media and things you can watch TVs shows or movies, or anything else are all gone. There’s no more. Until you get your grades up.

Oh but if you Aaron’s kid. Heaven that all I can said. Sure he may ask why do you have the grade you got. But most of the time he doesn’t care. Your ass can have a Z (i dont know how but yea) and all he would do is ask why that grade and if you give a good answer why. He would just excuse the grade. But if your answer is not really that good like for example, saying you just didn’t want to do it, you’ll be a little bit disappointed in you, but end up not caring because he wants you to have fun in life and not you stuck studying and stressing over some test.

Friendships hmm again back with the miles sibling thing. Just like with the partner that background check is going to be looked at like when a crackhead looks at drugs. Sniffing out all the shit this ONE person did. And that would be for anyone your friends with. And with Aaron he doesn’t really doesn’t care who you’re friends with as long as you’re making good choices and not going out there sniffing cocaine and doing dumb shit.

You definitely have that parent lock thing on your phone or your parents put a time when you can be on your phone and then your phone locks and you can’t get in unless you have the password. You definitely have that and then weekly phone check ups to go through your messages, calls, pictures, your social media’s, everything.

𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘐’𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸

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certifiedlovergirlsstuff · 11 months

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hummingbird

pairing: miles morales x gn!spidey (platonic), gwen stacy x gn!spidey (platonic)

WC: 3.8K

warnings: cursing, very loose scene by scene writing. should be all!

summary: a work visit to 1610

A/N: ATSV SPOILERS DONT READ!!!!! miles is such cutie i love him!!! also, WE DO NOT HATE GWEN STACY IN THIS HOUSEHOLD!!!! SHE IS PRACTICALLY A HOMELESS CHILD THIS MOVIE! SHE IS SCARED!

masterlist / miles morales

“y/n and gwen. i need both of you to head to 1610 and capture the anomaly. don’t mess around, i can only do so much if something goes wrong.”

jessica held her authority high as you and gwen walked behind her. you were excited to visit a new reality, but when you looked beside you, gwen was almost vibrating at the mention of 1610.

“don’t take forever. you have a few hours before i expect the two of you back here and reporting to me. got that?” her yellow goggles staring your teenage selves down.

“yes, ma’am.” a cheesy salute with a smile. she rolled her eyes but you saw the tug to her lips before she walked away.

gwen immediately grabbed your wrist and dragged you along, “i can’t wait to introduce you to my friend!” her joyous energy is something you’ve seen only on the really good days she had. and those were kinda rare.

“oh? is this the boy you’ve mentioned before? who you meet last year?” gwen wouldn’t stop talking about said boy when she could mention him.

there was a slight flush to her cheeks at the vague mention of him and you thought it was so adorable. likeness at first sight, you weren’t thinking they were in love. just infatuated with one another.

“well, i can’t wait to meet this mysterious romeo.” rolling the r in the name for dramatic effect. gwen lightly shoved at your shoulder causing the both of you to laugh as she set the portal.

“oh! actually, can we stop by hobie’s place? i wanna get my sweater.” you agreed, happy to see your friend again.

“you’ll call me if you need backup? can’t have my drummer getting hurt.”

“what am i then? flute?”

hobie was relaxed on his sofa with his arms crossed behind his head. he shrugged at your question, “can you play the flute?”

you kicked at some trash on his floor, “once when i was in third grade. so, no.” hobie shrugged again, “then you're our groupie.”

that made you roll your eyes. “yeah, okay. well, we gotta roll, hobie. so see you later, mate.” always trying to annoy him with your horrible british accent. he just laughs though. he and gwen say their goodbyes and the two of you are off to 1610.

“where is this dropping us off?” standing on the other side of the closed portal.

gwen was messing around with her watch, “uh, his bedroom.” flashing you a smile before going back to her watch.

brows furrowed at the information. mouth opening and closing twice, “it’s that a little creepy? dropping in unannounced. especially on a teenage boy.” shuddering at just the thought.

she waved you off, “no, no. it’s fine.” and the bottom opened up.

opening from his ceiling the two of you looked down on a boy. he was wearing a white long sleeve with a blue and red jersey over with the number forty-two. his eyes were closed with his arms crossed behind his head and bopping to whatever was playing through his headphones. a tiny smile on his lips, mumbling lyrics under his breath.

“he’s a cutie.” gwen gave a shove. and you just laughed at her flustered moment.

due to the portal gravity, objects in his room were floating from their locations. but he didn’t seem to notice. “should probably call his attention. getting weird just staring at him.” giving gwen her cue.

she started to call his name, over and over. it only took five tries before his eyes opened. and when he saw the two of you they widened and he pushed himself onto his forearms. “gwen?”

“hey, miles.” she jumped down and onto his bed. you had to maneuver yourself more carefully, feet on the bed (which you apologized for), and then the final step to the solid floor. with the portal closed everything fell. all of his nick-nacks thumping on the ground.

“woah, he- hey, gwen. didn’t- didn’t expect to see you again.” the boy chuckled nervously while he had a hand tucked behind his back. possibly hiding one of his toys.

gwen smiled at his words, “well… surprise.” she did jazz hands. they got lost in each other’s eyes, the company they’d missed for the past year and a half. it was sweet, but you were starting to feel awkward just standing in miles’s room without introducing yourself.

seeing as gwen forgot about your existence, you cleared your throat very obnoxiously. when they looked over, miles showed blatant confusion, brows furrowed and mouth slightly parted. gwen acted like she got caught with her hands in the cookie jar when she was grounded.

“right! miles, this is my friend, y/n. they are from earth-1182.” presenting you as if you were a science project to one of her professors.

you plopped down into his desk chair as you waved with one hand and pulled your mask off with the other. “my reality’s kinda similar to yours except there are animal people.” your eyes flitted around his room like what you said wasn’t crazy to his ears. gwen had to hide her smirk cause she knew what you were doing.

“wait, seriously?” miles sounded astonished by the information. your eyes fell dead on him and raised your brows high, miles seemed to deflate from the simple action. “you're just messing around, aren’t you? since i can’t confirm this.” a nod was all he got.

he laughed anyway and you smiled at the noise. you spun around in the chair and scanned all the art spread out as you heard miles ask gwen, “but seriously, how are you here? the- the collider sent you home. thought that was a one-way ticket out.”

gwen was giving vague answers as a notebook caught your attention and without thinking just started to flip through the pages, wanting to see what other art this miles morales was hiding. and apparently… a lot of gwen. “woah,” whispered under your breath. like a lot of gwen stacy drawings, in vivid detail which is impressive in your opinion.

“missed you too, miles.” and you startled at the sound of gwen’s voice over your shoulder. miles standing beside her with a strained smile as he scratched his neck. gwen moved away to a shelf and you turned to mouth “sorry,” at miles with wide eyes.

“dude, is this a collectible? why is it still in the box?” and miles tried to stop her, but she ripped a purple figure out of its cardboard home then set it down. you didn’t miss the high-pitched whimper and you shot him a look before back to gwen.

“gwen, why don’t we all go for a swing? would love to see this version of brooklyn.” trying to get her an in so the two of you could start your job. you didn’t want to worry about jessica’s potential rath.

her eyes darted to you then back at miles. she leaned against his window with her arms crossed, “what do you say, miles? could be fun if you join us. i mean, we did come all this way, would be kinda rude.” you know she was just teasing, but there sounded like a hint of guilt tripping into making miles join. which wouldn’t be super productive, but you did want to hang with him some more.

“i can’t.” he hung his head, “i’m… grounded.” an embarrassed look on his face.

you stood from his seat, “bummer.” a pat to his shoulder as you walked out his window, throwing your mask on. gwen joined a second later, but she stopped you. miles peered over his windowsill and looked down at the both of you, feet stuck to the side of the building while defying gravity.

“is spider-man grounded?” posing the question as a loophole for miles to join. he seemed hesitant, drumming his fingers on the wood, head looking over his shoulder. a grin replaced the twist to his lips. “one second.” he popped back inside then like he said, a second later he dived out in his suit.

“are you bleeding from your armpits?”

it sounded stupid when you said it aloud, but the red lines decorating the sides of miles’s all-black suit drew your attention. his spider logo that sat on his chest was in the same color, it looked cool.

“no- no. just- just paint.” he stuttered as he swung.

“so miles, how's being spider-man been for the past year? any cool villains?” gwen shouted over the wiping air. miles and gwen stuck close to each other as they swung past and through buildings, while you kept back just a bit to check on your watch.

“yeah, it’s been alright. i fought this dude that called himself, the spot. was ridiculous, he looked like a cow or a dalmatian with all his spots.”

your ears perked at the information, but you didn’t say anything. gwen probably had a similar reaction, but was keeping it hidden. her mind was most likely focused on miles, putting the job on the back burner for the moment, possibly why jessica wanted you to join her.

“so… wait. you never told me, how are you able to be here? both of you. thought only the collider could pull you from different realities.” miles flipped in the air when he released his web before shooting another one and falling with the momentum.

gwen and miles were bantering back and forth with their high-speed swinging and you decided to enjoy the sight of this earth. you zoned in and out of their conversation, trying to give them some privacy unless mentioned, so you didn’t hear gwen’s answer. only miles as he questioned, “wait… so you telling me that there’s an elite group of spider people? is there any way i could be welcomed?”

“all up to miguel and jessica. they are the top two of the place.” an honest answer for miles. you're still kinda new to the place so you know you're in the dark for many things, only told to do your job. you know gwen knows a bit more, reasons why she goes quiet or changes the subject.

gwen and miles continued to swing ahead, needling between buses and trucks. stopping a purse snatcher in pursuit before taking a short ride with the train. you kept note of the differences between the two realities, amazed by the small details, something so simple yet always intriguing.

your watch beeped and it showed you where the spot was located. you looked up and saw gwen and miles ahead, so you took the opportunity to go off course and set up the device. with the device prepared and your watch locked in, you followed gwen’s location and caught up with them at the top of a clock tower.

“where'd you go?” miles asked once you pulled your mask off. “oh, sorry. i was distracted by the buildings, we have different structures or gardens in some spots. always intriguing to me.” truth and a lie.

you looked around for gwen but didn’t spot her, “where’s gwen?”

miles just pointed at a gargoyle and you knew what he meant. she was under it watching the skyline. you decided to give her a moment to herself. you did a slow lap of the structure, gloved hand trailing over the stone pillars. index finger toying with the cracks from wear and tear, it brought back unpleasant memories.

“y/n?” a hand touched your shoulder and it caused you to flinch. you turned and saw miles with his hands up and a nervous grin, “sorry, sorry. didn’t mean to scare. you were just really quiet and looked kinda… sad.” he lowered his hands to his sides, and you had a feeling on what he was gonna ask.

“wanna… wanna talk about it? only if- only if you want, of course.” he’s so awkward it’s adorable. you see why gwen likes him.

you lean against a pillar as you watch the sun begin its slow descent between the fifteen-story buildings. how the birds twitter and fly back to their little nest and bird families. the honking of horns is barely audible and the people look like ants from this high, feeling like you're the only person in the world.

you trust miles, can tell he’s kind and means well with his words. “i lost someone up here. stupid goblin (harry) with his hoverboard or whatever he calls it. wasn’t fast enough and wasn’t strong enough. thought about quitting, and did for about two months. but… they need a spider. we keep them safe, the city safe. so whenever i’m out there swinging, fighting the bad guys, and helping the people, i think of them. i do it for them.”

a few tears dropped but you didn’t bother wiping them away, enjoying the release of emotions. you saw miles out the corner of your eye, how his face crumbled a bit and how his fingers twitched. without thinking you held his hand and squeezed. maybe for him, maybe for you, it didn’t matter, it just felt nice.

“why don’t you go hang with gwen? the both of you have catching up to do.” gentle smile with another squeeze before you stepped away.

when miles disappeared under the gargoyle you tapped your watch and got in contact with jessica. “everything going to plan?” she sounded busy, “yeah. the device is planted and is tracking the spots movements.”

“good. now just make sure you stop him in time. don’t get distracted. and especially don’t let gwen get distracted.” you nodded and she signed off.

sometimes you wish you never accepted the offer to join, but at least you're making friends out of this and visiting new realities. bright spots from the gloomy clouds.

“yo, y/n!” miles’s voice was carried in the wind. you stood with your feet stuck to the face of the statue and leaned over, miles and gwen upside down. “you called.”

miles and gwen smiled at each other and then miles asked, “wanna head to a party?”

“are you sure it’s okay we’re here? isn’t this just for family?”

“uh, yeah. friends were invited too.”

the three of you changed into normal clothes and miles was leading you and gwen up a set of fire escape stairs on the side of the building where he lived. you felt nervous about crashing a party meant for his dad, but you also had nothing to do until there was an update on the spot and you didn’t want to sit around and watch his building. gwen had no problems with leaving the job for a few hours.

“you guys stay here while i go get us some food. you’ll love it, trust me.” miles left the two of you at a little water tower as he grabbed a plate of food at the party.

“are you sure we can’t tell him the-“ “no.”

gwen cut you off plain and simple. she looked high-strung whenever you would mention the mission or jessica or miguel. your not sure what she knows, but it’s something that isn’t meant to be shared.

you changed the subject back to miles, on him specifically. “i hope you're not stringing along loverboy. he likes you, the drawings solidified that claim.” elbows leaning against the metal railing. back to the city and face to stare down gwen. you heard how she mentioned hobie a few times and you could hear the jealous ringing in your ears from miles.

gwen sighed, “it’s just… complicated.” that made you roll your eyes. “how? how is it complicated? you have a watch to travel to different realities and just now you’re seeing your friend… after a year.”

when you looked at her again her head was down and she was picking at the metal of her watch. you went a little hard on her. “sorry. not trying to be an asshole, but come on. are you just… scared? of getting close to people cause of what we do? what we’ve been through?”

she sent a sideways glance and didn’t say anything. you can’t blame her for having that attitude, you had that attitude for two months and it was just wallowing pity and a black hole of nothing. being around people makes the job of being a spider… worth it.

“we’ve all lost someone due to this, but having friends that understand is the best part about this new gig we got. so don’t try to push him away or me. we’re here for each other.”

she only sent a smile and the both of you stopped talking until miles came back with his plate of food. you picked out bites that looked tasty and, oh they were delicious. you could stuff your whole face with food if it wasn’t impolite.

“woah, slow down. got plenty of food.” miles spoke around a full mouth. you narrowed your eyes as you covered your mouth to properly chew your food down.

“hey, can i check out your watch?” pointing a lazy finger at your metal band. slipping it off with ease you set it in his waiting palm. “just be careful.” not wanting any of your settings messed with.

miles turned it this way and that, eyes taking in every piece of the small technology. he leaned forward against the railing, finger pads tapping mindlessly. “so… how long have both of you been part of this… society.”

food that was halfway to your mouth stopped as you answered easily, “about… four months. jessica honestly didn’t like me at first, but she got used to my charming personality.” miles chuckled and you ate more food.

gwen was quiet, and you knew why. you just waited and miles watched her. “gwen?” she ran a finger over the railing then sighed, “a… year.”

miles stilled, “a…a year? you- you could’ve visited…” his fingers curled tight around your watch and you heard beeping. you grabbed it gently but with force to let him know you need it back. you slipped it back on and checked on the spot, all seemed good.

“miles, i just… i was busy. there’s a bunch of stuff we have to do…” “yeah, yeah. no, i- i understand.”

the space grew thick with tension and it didn’t get better when miles’s parents showed up. and you noticed that mrs. morales was holding gwen’s sweater.

“hi, this was left in miles room, so, i’m guessing it belongs to either of you.” a tight smile on her face. gwen grabbed it sheepishly.

“rio, miles has told me so much about you.” brows raised at her using first names. you even heard mrs. morales mutter “she used my first name.”

you tried to save face by introducing yourself since gwen wasn’t doing a great job and miles was quiet. “hi, mr. and mrs. morales. i’m y/n, miles’s friend from… art class.”

that loosens them up only a smidge. “actually it’s davis. soon to be captain jeff davis.” his arms crossed over his broad chest.

“right. congratulations on the promotion, captain davis. miles is extremely proud of you.”

they hummed, two sets of eyes, one light brown and the other dark green scrutinizing you. oh, how you wished to swing away at this moment. and luckily for you, your watch beeped.

“i am so sorry, but me and gw-“ “gwanda!” miles shouted and you flinched. “gwanda and y/n have to- to- to go help their parents with something.” terrible lie from miles.

and you could tell his parents weren’t too convinced as they looked between you and gwen. “adopted siblings.” she tried to save the day. rio and jeff looked at each other and shrugged.

“well… it was nice meeting… the both of you.” mrs. morales seemed hesitant around the both of you. “you two have a good night.”

gwen climbed down the stairs while you made final goodbyes. “mrs. morales you have a lovely son, you should be proud. and again, congratulations captain davis. i know new york is safe in your hands.”

you and gwen walked back to the stairs you came up. you went down first and when you didn’t hear the loud metal creaking, you looked up. gwen hesitated at the top, head barely turned to the left before she made her descent.

“well… that could have gone better.”

no one ever talks about how swinging through the night with different directions of light is difficult. you don’t have night vision built in your eyes, and the blinding light from the train slowly gives you a headache. you kept your complaints to yourself seeing as gwen is not in a talking mood.

the two of you land on the building where you planted the device and when you see the state of the building, you knew the two of you were fuc-

“no, no, no! oh, crap!” gwen took off while you were still processing the giant hole on the side of the building.

when you joined gwen she already had her scanner out and the room was lit in its orange glow, showing the outlines of how everything originally looked before the disaster.

with gwen distracted, she must not have heard the tiny noises, but you did. sometimes you think your ears are tuned just a bit higher than the average spidey person. doing a slow one-eighty on your heel, bare eyes squinted into the small space trying to find a source.

“y/n.” you jumped when a hologram of jessica popped up. you looked to gwen and she was telling you with her wide eyes, ‘end the call’.

“hi- hi, jess. how’s hq?” she had a bored look. “fine. what about the anomaly?”

“yep, yep. everything’s fine just getting some loose ends done. okay, talk later.” ended the call before she could ask more questions. you know she’ll be upset with you later.

gwen continued to rewind the scene before the two of you. the spot talking to himself about how he needs more spots or something. he was building a machine and then something happened, which caused the explosion.

“we’re so screwed.” gwen groaned.

now her watch beeped and she got a personal chat with jessica that was being straightforward with her. you were distracted once again, feeling like there was another person in the room. and you swear when you tilt your head just a little to the right…

“y/n,” gwen tapped your shoulder, “we gotta go. he’s moving.”

a portal opened, the bright multiple-colored wormhole shining through the dark and starless night. both of you looked through the opening. gwen stared straight at the skyline where you were sure that you could see an outline upside down.

“goodbye, miles.” gwen whispered. you could tell how much she wished to stay longer or have him join, but that was dangerous.

she walked into the vibrant colors and you stayed back for a moment longer. you stretched a hand out, eyes trying to follow the faint glimmer. when you heard an intake of breath, you knew then. you dropped your hand and took two steps back.

mask in hand, eyes still focused on the spot. “be safe, spider-man.” mask pulled over your face and you ran forward to complete your mission.

a/n2: i dont plan on a second part for this. so dont ask for one.

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lunedottir · 10 months

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤDANCING QUEEN . . ♪⁠ヽ⁠(⁠･⁠ˇ⁠∀⁠ˇ⁠･⁠ゞ⁠)

pairing: hobie brown x fem!dancer!reader

genre: fluff, a liiiiiiittle bit suggestive! just a little bit 🤏🏾

synopsis: headcanons for Hobie Brown with a spider!dancer! girlfriend.

warnings: none (?) me thinks. a bit of self projection maybe but oh well i'm just a human!!!!

a.n: hai guys :3 i was listening to my kpop playlist last night and i ended up thunking the thoughts. the thoughts have been thunked. anyways, day 3 of my writing challenge, and i'm double posting today because i forgot day 2 :D love y'all, stay safe! <3 xoxo

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPLEASE CONSIDER REBBLOGING

> you started dancing waaaay before that spider bit you, in school

> which made things way easier when everything happened

> you already had the control you needed over your body

> and even though you were spiderwoman, you had never (and i mean never) missed a practice for your cover group

> okay, you danced a bit of everything, but mainly kpop

> when you first met Hobie, it was because you declined a mission

> he was like "?? we can do that???" as you two met to discuss the details

"Miguel said this is your mission, why'd you make me do it?"

"i have a presentation to do."

"what?"

"yeah, my dance group has a presentation today and i'm centering, I can't miss it "

"oh."

> and that was on his mind for the rest of the day

> when you started dating hobie, he wanted to see you dance

> would ask everyday if there was any presentation coming soon, or if he could go to your dance practices

> eventually you gave in and invited him and his friends (pav, gwen and miles) to a public presentation your group was doing

> easy to say he loved it

> was cheering everytime you appeared on the center

> not really a fan of the songs, but loved how cute you looked on those outfits and ending poses

> the four of them would go backstage to see you, and i just know Miles and Pav would hype you up all the time

> Hobie would give you a smirk and look you up and down, telling you how good you look

> when it gets to a difficult choreography (i'm talking Run Bts and OMG), they all would be 😯😯😯😯 looking at you

"holy shit that's fast"

"how does she do that?"

> Gwen is mad impressed, btw

> she's a ballerina, so she knows how hard it is

> anyways moving on!!

> in private he would kiss all over your face and tell you how amazing you were

> 1000% a fanboy when it comes to you

> you're always humming the new song you're learning and he ends up learning it

> asked you to create a choreo to one of his songs

> obviously you did, and he fell even more for ya

> he likes to call you his "dancing queen"

> bet he's an ABBA fan but he'll deny it

> loves how you do customization on your clothes and even helps you

> can and will show up as spiderman in one of your performances

> if you have a solo act, oh boy, prepare yourself

> after everything is done and it's only the both of you… 🤭

> he's really into praising so… yeah, i think you can take it from here

> overall just really proud of you and your #1 fan!!!

thank you all for the support, stay safe <3

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lovelybrooke · 10 months

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Omg i Love your platonic yandere spiderwebs stuff. I binged all of them basically the second I left the cinema and I was wondering if I could request something. What would happen if Reader somehow finds out what happened to her Peter (maybe she somehow gets her hands on surveillance footage) and how the spideys all react. If you’ll write this I’ll be forever thankful. I don’t really care if it’s headcanons or a oneshot, do whatever feels right to you. Luv u thanks

For the Multiverse (Yandere Spiderman Across the Spiderverse x reader)

I swear you guys can read my mind. I wanted to go into this in my original concept, but thought it was too much, so I'm exsited to write this.

Check out my other stuff here: Masterlist.

"Peter, are you busy?"

Peter turns, giving you a lazy smile as Mayday coos in her baby carrier. He looks down, patting her on the head, be before looking back at you.

"No kid, what's up?" Your sweating, nervous even under the gaze of the notoriously calm Spiderman. You take a deep breath while picking at your fingernails.

"I-I was just, um wondering if you knew where Miguel is?" Your voice is small and wavering, nearly too quiet for Peter to even hear. He tilts his head, giving you a confused look.

"Yeah, he should be in his office." He lets out an awkward laugh, "...like always."

That does not help your anxiousness, wrapping your arms around your waist to calm your nervous breathing. "Y-yeah, I guess you're right. Stupid question." You whisper the last part, causing Peter to shake his head. He moves closer, raising his hand to pat you on the shoulder, retracting it when you skittishly move away from him, fear swimming in your eyes.

He ignores it, placing his hand back at his side like nothing happened, "It wasn't a stupid question, just...wondering why you were asking?"

You face is to the ground, so he isn't able to fully evaluate your emotions, but he can fairly assume your terrified of him right now. For what reason, he doesn't know, but he can also assume it has something to do with the person you're looking for.

"You wouldn't hide anything from me right." You look up to him with a furrowed brow, your mouth a thin line, "none of you...none of you would lie to me?"

"Of course, not kid." Peter doesn't waste a second. You nod, not looking at him like you knew something was up.

"Okay well, I'm going to find Miguel, thank you." You leave before Peter can say anything. He watches you go, fear rising up through his body as Mayday waves to you from her seat on his chest. Once he's sure you're out of earshot, Peter awkwardly pulls his wrist up, calling Miguel, who answers instantly.

"Miguel, I think they're on to something."

---

"Miguel! Miguel, I want to talk to you."

You don't hear anything for a while, seething in the silence of his dark office. You cross your arms, exhaling loudly as you wait for him to respond.

"You seem angry." Miguel says when his platform finally hits the ground. You scoff, throwing your hands in the air in frustration.

"Oh, really, I seem angry?" You give him a pointed look, frustration rising up in your voice, "Of course I'm fucking angry, Miguel!"

He turns to look at you, his face hard as stone, his gaze cold, "language" is all he says before looking back at his screens.

You let out an airless laugh, your arms falling to your side. You shake your head, staring at the back of his head in confused awe. "So, that's it. We're not going to...I don't know, talk about it?"

"I don't know about what you want to talk about?"

"About you murdering my best friend!" You scream, causing Miguel to finally face you. Your chest heaves up and down, a snarl on your face as you look at him. Miguel doesn't like it, this rage you're displaying. It makes him feel like he hasn't done a good job being your father, and he assumes he hasn't by the look on your face, one of malice and disappointment all rolled into one.

Miguel takes a deep breath, taking a careful step towards you, "It was for the multiverse."

"Oh bullshit!" You yell, pointing towards all his screens, "When has a Spiderman ever had to die for the multiverse?" Miguel closes his eyes, trying to sooth down his own frustration.

"Many times (Y/N)." You don't respond, a shaky exhale leaving your mouth. Miguel can see tears starting to stream down your face, all the frustration he felt washing away and is replaced with guilt.

"Look (Y/N) ...I didn't, I-I didn't want to you find out this way." He says, slowly moving towards you, placing a hand on your back. He can feel your heartbeat, it's erratic.

"If you didn't want to me to find out, why'd you do it." You mumble, leaning into Miguel's touch. He starts to rub your back, hoping to calm you down.

"It was for the multiverse, for you." He says before crouching down to your level, turning you towards him. His face is filled with remorse, even you can see that. But you can't help but be so incredibly angry at him for what he's done.

"He was my friend." You lip quivers as you speak, and Miguel wraps you up in a hug.

"I know." He whispers in your ear as you cry into his shoulder. His grip on you doesn't waver as he refuses to let you go.

---

"(Y/N)? Do you want to talk to us?"

It's Miles now. An hour ago, it was Gwen. Two hours ago, it was Peter. Before Peter was Pavitr, and so far, you haven't heard anything from Hobie, but you assumed he's shown up with one of them.

You don't respond, you were too tired to respond. You bury yourself deeper into your blankets and pillows, closing your eyes in hopes he'd go away.

You don't hear him move, but you assumed he did after a while. As you start to finally fall asleep, you hear whispers from more people outside your door.

The noise starts to get louder, even when you cover your ears with your pillow and groan loudly, hoping they'd catch the hint.

Suddenly, there's banging on your door. You shoot up, some of your blankets coming with you. The banging doesn't stop, even when the others outside beg them too.

"(Y/N) If you don't open up, I will kick your door down." It's Hobie's voice now. He doesn't sound angry, just worried, and you can tell he doesn't want to barge in, but you've been in your room for several hours.

"If you don't open this door soon I'll-" Hobie pauses and you can hear him take a breath, "Please, (Y/N), I-we are worried about you."

You don't respond, simply getting up and sitting down back to your door. You hear Hobie and the others whispering, mainly Pavitr rambling.

"Did you guys know?" You ask, voice drained of emotion. You wish you were stronger; wish you could demand something out of them. But you're just a child, a sad, grieving, child.

You hear Pavitr sigh, "(Y/N), we...we weren't allowed to tell you, you know that." His voice is just as shaky, you feel bad, wishing to step out there and comfort him, but you can't.

"We would've told you...if we could." Gwen adds, getting a hum from Miles. You stare down at your hands, they were shaking. Everything was shaking, you couldn't control it.

You stare back at the door, mainly the lock, questioning if there was anything you could've done. You know the fate of the multiverse isn't in your hands, but maybe there could've been something. You could've been a better friend, a better teammate, something other than the groveling mess you are now.

The sound of the door unlocking is quiet, but none of your friends miss it. Quickly, they move to look at you, you look like a mess, you know it.

"Was it my fault?" You try to steady your breathing "was there anything I could've done?"

They don't respond, you know the answer. You know that it's not that simple.

Pavitr is the first one to come in and hug you, it was warm, just like him. Then it was Miles, and Gwen, and finally Hobie, all wrapping you up in there embrace so you couldn't possibly leave them.

It felt overwhelming, the tears, the emotions, the support. You sobbed as they hugged you tighter, wanting nothing more than to be wrapped back up in your bed.

"We're sorry." You don't know who said it, but you know what they meant by it.

---

"Miguel, did we do the right thing?" Peter asks. Mayday wasn't present, he didn't want her to be here for this conversation.

"Of course, we did." Peter shakes his head.

"You sure? Because I don't know." He pinches the bridge of his nose, staring at Miguel with confusion. "The kid, (Y/N), they didn't seem so happy."

"They wouldn't be happy if they were dead."

Peter lets out a dry laugh, clearly not believing him, "You and I both know their Peter wasn't going to kill them."

Miguel huffs, moving towards Peter with frustration all over him, "If they stayed in their dimension, they would've died."

"So, we had to kill their best friend. That just isn't adding up." Peter yells, just as frustrated.

"If (Y/N) stayed in their dimension, their Peter wouldn't have been able to keep them safe and (Y/N) would've died." He said slowly.

"So, that Peter was an anomaly?" Peter questioned.

"Sure."

"What does sure mean?"

"It means stop questioning my authority." He said coldly. "Now leave, you're being annoying."

It didn't take too long for Peter to leave Miguel's office. Once he was gone, Miguel let out a deep breath, tired from everything that has happened this day.

When Miguel first met your Peter, he didn't expect you. Usually, he's able to expect the unexpected, but you were different.

Your Peter came to him, asking him to bring you along to Headquarters. Of course, he said no, but that didn't stop Peter from asking over and over again, like something was going to change.

One day, Miguel just felt the urge to ask Layla about you and after much teasing, she gave him all the information on you.

You were a friend of Peter, who, out the goodness of your heart, started helping him with his Spiderman adventures. Simple as that. Other than, of course, you dying when Peter would be away on a mission from HQ, from him.

He couldn't tell Peter about it; it would lead to so many problems later. But he couldn't just ignore it, he couldn't just let you die.

There are so many Peters at HQ, he assumed one being gone wouldn't hurt you. Even so, you made so many new friends. This was your home. He made you happy. And you made him, and so many others, happy.

Miguel knew he did the right thing. He did the right thing for him.

But for the Multiverse, maybe not.

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A/n: I feel like the dialogue is kind of cringe, sorry.

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