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sassypossumm · 22 days

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Definetly A Different Universe...

What is this time... Miguel is the anomaly showing up in a universe he definetly doesn't belong in...throw in a monster hunter with daddy issues and an egocentric billionaire, what could possibly go wrong?! Nerd!Miguel x Reader

“What is it, Stark? I’m kind of busy right now?” You shouted into the phone, swinging your arm sending the bat into the gut of another small creature.

“I have something I think you’ll be interested in, Y/N.”

“Hold on, Tony.” Snapping your neck around, you swung again, knocking out the last abomination. “Okay, you’ve got my attention.” You huffed, throwing the bat in the back of your truck. Jogging around the driver’s side, you buckled yourself in while listening to Tony.

(New York, SHIELD Base)

“So, you have no idea how this new friend of yours got here?” You turned to look at your old friend as you walked with him towards the lab. Tony nodded and moved to open the door for you.

“Yeah, it’s kind of a mystery, and I know how much you love those.” He motioned for you to go before him.

“Why do I get the feeling that’s not the only reason I’m here?” Pausing you raised a brow and propped a hand on your hip.

“Miss Bloodstone, your mistrust wounds me!” Tony placed a hand over his heart and shook his head. You merely snorted and slid past him.

“Whatever, Tony.” Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath and sighed. “It is good to be home again, no matter what your real motivation is.” Turning slightly, you gave Tony the side eye, he merely brushed past you and headed towards a cluster of monitors. Finding his glasses, he motioned for you to join him.

“Take a look at this.” Tony pointed towards a particular monitor. Putting on your own glasses, you grabbed a wheely chair and pulled up to the screen. Leaning forward, you felt your interest growing with every frame of the video. What appeared to be some kind of rift opened on the street of New York City, and out it spit a hulking man with wild dark hair. Furrowing your brows, you rested your chin on your hands and adjusted your glasses.

“That’s how I found him. Conked out on central avenue.” Tony paused the video and pointed at the man lying motionless on the street. Turning in your chair you looked up at him.

“You’ve piqued my interest.”

“That’s what I hoped you’d say, Y/N.” Tony grinned widely and motioned for you to follow him. “And I wouldn’t take your glasses off yet, Honey Badger, I think there’s someone else you're going to want to be able to see.”

“Are you implying that I am,” You ground to a halt and narrowed your eyes. “Someone?” Tony froze and turned his neck to glance at you.

“Oh, did I say someone?” His tone was nonchalant. You rolled your eyes.

“You know exactly what you said, Stark.” Tony merely shrugged his shoulders and quickened his pace as he scaled the stairs.

“Keep up, Bloodstone.” With a shake of your head, you hurried to catch up with him.

“How’s it coming along, O'Hara?” Tony called into the lab.

Not much progress yet, Mr. Stark.” Came another voice. You followed Tony into the lab to see a man hunched over several test tubes. From your view all you could see was that the man was wearing a lab coat, but he clearly seemed to be at home in this kind of environment.

“I’ve told you to call me Tony.” Tony said, walking over to the man and clapping him on the back.

“I’m sorry, Tony.” The man turned to look up at Tony. Stark merely shook his head and stuffed his hands into his pockets.

"Don’t worry about it. I’ve brought you a present, take off the goggles and come see.” You rolled your eyes.

“Really, Stark, I’m a human being, not a present.” Taking off his goggles, the man stiffened at the sound of your voice before turning to look at you. When your eyes met, you felt your breath hitch. He had beautiful vermillion eyes. The kind of eyes that pulled one in and made them want to share their life story. And his hair, it was wild and stuck out in every direction. And if you weren’t mistaken, it was one of the richest browns you’d ever seen. As a matter of fact, brown just might have become your new favorite color in that instant.

“Y/N?” Tony waived a hand in front of your face. Snapping to attention you turned to look at Tony, blinking rapidly.

“Yes, Tony?” Tony shook his head and chuckled. The man, Miguel, stood and hurried towards you and Tony. Wiping his hand off on his coat, he offered it with a small smile.

Hi, I’m pretty, I mean Miguel, Miguel O'Hara.” His face reddened. He was cute. With a warm smile of your own, you offered him your hand in a firm shake.

“Y/N, Y/N Bloodstone.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Bloodstone.” Miguel smiled wider and vigorously shook your hand.

“Now, none of that.” You shook your head and released his hand. “I am Y/N to my friends.”

“You two kids have a lot in common, Y/N.” Tony said over his shoulder, and in tony fashion,not bothering to elaborate nor turning his attention away from yet another monitor screen he was staring at.

You looked at Miguel with renewed interest.

“Is that so, Mr. O'Hara?” Miguel shrugged and ran a hand over his hair.

“Please, call me Miguel.”

“Miguel.” You gave him a smile.

“Alright kiddos, if I could have your attention, please.” Tony held up a finger and crooked it in his direction. Giving Miguel a look, you put your hands behind your back and moved to stand next to Tony. The diagrams on the screen made no sense to you. Raising a brow, you gave Tony a questioning look.

“What am I looking at, Tony?”

“Residual signatures left in the wake of the event.” Zooming in on a portion of the diagram, Tony pointed towards some discolored spots. Leaning forward you examined the screen more closely.

“What are we thinking? Possibly a temporal anomaly?” Placing your chin between your thumb and forefinger you turned to look between Tony and Miguel.

“I would say it’s too early to rule out the possibility of that.” Miguel folded his arms and stared at the screen. Turning back to the screen you nodded and leaned in again.

“These spots,” You motioned towards the discoloration. “Could be any number of things, and I’m just spit balling here, but maybe even residual tachyon particles.”

“Not a bad hypothesis, Miss Bloodstone.” Miguel glanced at you before turning back to the screen. You felt your face heat, despite your best efforts.

“Thank you, Mr. O'Hara, but I haven’t as fine a mind as you two. As this one likes to remind me from time to time.” You gave Tony a side eye. He cleared his throat and turned to another screen.

“Not at all, Y/N,” Miguel turned to look at you again. “It’s original thinking.” You gave him a wry smile.

“Well, you can thank Star Trek for that.”

“You like Star Trek?” Miguel's face lit. Your grin widened.

“And that’s not the best part, Migs.” Tony pocketed his glasses and leaned against the table behind him. With a sly grin he turned to look at you. “Tell him what you do for work, Honey Badger.” You rolled your eyes at the nickname. You’d always hated him calling you that.

“I freelance.”

“Freelance?” Miguel furrowed his brows. “I don’t understand.”

“Come on, Y/N.” Tony snorted.

“I’m something of a cryptid chaser.” Closing your eyes and gritting your teeth, you waited for the ridicule. When you heard nothing but silence you opened one eye a crack to peak at Miguel. His expression caused you to fully open both eyes. You were pretty sure you hadn’t seen a person that excited in a long time. Miguel was fairly beaming.

“No way!” Miguel unfolded and refolded his arms in a rather animated fashion. “You’re a monster hunter?” You were slightly taken aback by his enthusiasm. If he wasn’t careful, you were pretty sure Miguel was going to crack his face. Tony smiled with self-satisfaction and clapped Miguel on the back.

“What do you think of your present, Miguel?” You frowned at that.

“I like it,” Miguel said hurriedly. You felt your face go completely hot. Miguel's face contorted in horror as he turned his head to look at you. “I mean, I like you,” He sputtered. Your eyes widened. “I mean, you’re not a present, Miss Bloodstone, I just meant,” Miguel floundered helplessly, growing redder by the moment. Tony leaned on his shoulder and laughed.

“Tony.” You hissed, narrowing your eyes at the man. Turning towards Miguel, you held up a hand to stop his rambling. “It’s okay, I know what you mean, Miguel.” He visibly slumped in relief.

“Thank you, Miss Bloodstone.”

“Not that again.” You shook your head firmly. “Y/N.”

“Y/N.” Miguel smiled, leaning against the table behind him. Before you could warn him, several test tubes were knocked to the ground. Miguel flinched and jumped away from the table, and directly into you sending you flying towards one of the display monitors. And once again, before you could make a sound, you heard a sound and felt something stick to your back and pull you back. This time you landed against the solid form of one Miguel O'Hara. Making sure you were not going to fall over; Miguel gently released you. Your eyes flickered towards his wrist.

“What’s that?”

"Lo siento.” Miguel moved to cover up his wrist, but without thinking you reached forward and stopped him.

“No, it’s okay.” You glanced into his eyes and felt yourself getting pulled into their warm depths. Tony cleared his throat catching your attention.

“If you kids are done making a mess of my lab…” He smirked, looking between you and Miguel. Realizing the grip you still had on his wrist, you pulled back cleared your own throat.

“Right,” Brushing a hand over your hair and dusting off your clothes, you turned back towards Miguel. “If I may ask, what is that exactly?” You motioned towards Miguel's wrist. He glanced at Tony, and when the man nodded, he extended his hand and what appeared to be webbing shot out and landed on the table. You raised a brow and leaned closer for examination. “May I?” You looked up at Miguel and motioned towards the substance. Miguel shrugged.

“Sure.” Reaching out a hand you tentatively touched it. When your fingers made contact, they began to stick before you quickly pulled away.

“Fascinating.” You gave Miguel a look of intense interest. He fidgeted and flushed.

“Oh, Honey Badger, that’s just the tip of the iceberg.” Tony cut in, shattering the moment. Flicking your eyes towards Tony, you furrowed your brow before turning back to Miguel. With a sigh, Miguel pulled back the substance and gave you an intense look.

“Ever hear of Spider Man?”

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