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duckapus · 6 months

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WarioWare: Double Up!

One day, Wario discovers that there’s a popular new video game company called Hotcake Studios- so popular, in fact, that WarioWare Inc. is losing business to them! Even worse, when he gets his hands on one of their games he discovers that it has the same microgame formula as his games, and that the company is owned by none other than his Treasure Hunting rival Captain Syrup. And then to make matters even worse, when he goes to confront her about so obviously muscling in on his business, she reveals that she’s also got her own development team of colorful characters…and each one is a clear direct counterpart to one of the WarioWare Crew. Or in Wario’s words, “You’re not just bootlegging my games, you’re bootlegging my flunkies, too!”

After the whole thing nearly comes to blows, the two strike a deal; each company will make a game, both with the same set of themes(and with each set of counterparts working on the same theme. So for example, Ashley and whoever her counterpart is both make Fantasy-themed microgames), price, and release date, and at the end of the year they’ll see which game sold more copies. Loser has to become a subsidiary of the winner.

I’m not sure how exactly that would translate into a gameplay gimmick (I’m a story guy not a gameplay guy), but as far as story mode goes each level’s story would involve the WarioWare Host getting into some sort of competition with their Hotcake counterpart, some friendlier than others.

The actual counterparts are:

Wario: Captain Syrup, obviously

Mona: Vanessa, that one singer who had a rivalry with her in Touched

Jimmy T: Jenny K, a semi-famous breakdancer

Dribble and Spitz: A Wolf and Bird racecar-driving duo named Howler and Chirpz

Kat and Ana: A pair of Ninji Twins named Shuri and Ken

Orbulon: Tatanga, because why not

9-Volt: A fourth-grade gamer girl named M-Byte

18-Volt: M-Byte’s older brother G-Byte

5-Volt: M-Byte and G-Byte’s dad, K-Byte

13-Amp: A friend of M and G named 64-Bit

Fronk: a Wanderin’ Goom, just named Goom

Dr. Crygor: Rival inventor Professor Boreal

Penny: Boreal’s niece, Hailey

Mike: A singing Piranha Plant named Polly

Doris 1: A robot butler named Vincent

Ashley and Red: A bubbly Magical Girl named Sora and her shapeshifting rabbit friend Violet

Young Cricket: Goombario, who’s recently become a student of The Master

Master Mantis: The Master, from Paper Mario

Lulu: Leo, that one ninja kid with animal-based powers that Kat and Ana fought in their level of Get It Together

The eventual end result is a draw. Both games somehow sold an exactly equal number of units. While this news initially shocks and infuriates Wario and Syrup, they take it as a sign that this whole argument just isn't worth their time and resolve to just more-or-less ignore each-others gaming ventures. Meanwhile, most of their employees have actually made friends with each-other, not really caring about the competition or their bosses' bad history to begin with.

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milimeters-morales · 8 months

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(The comments under a selfie Miles posted)

Ganke: hey gorgeous it’s kind of insane how we’ve been married for like 5 years and have 2 kids a cat and a nice house in the hills ❤️ if i see gwen in these comments i’m doxxing her ass

Gwen: 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖆𝖑𝖕𝖍𝖆 🐺⛓🥀

Hobie: (identifies the car model in the background and rants about hating it)

Pavitr: hop on fortnite

Margo: 🏳️‍🌈 ?

Miles G: don’t ever do this again i almost called animal control

Peter B: CLICK >>>HERE<<< FOR A FREE MASERATI | 100% FREE | BILLIONAIRE SECRET

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honey-doc · 8 months

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Dear god. wiles and margo both have digitized masks and the eye designs are sooooo similar they have matching curves near the top???

Also PROWLER AND MARGO ARE THE ONLY ONES WHO CAN SEE MILES WHEN INVISIBLE WITH THEIR MASKS ITS TRUE LOVE (lol)!!!

BTSV pls. Please at least have them look @ each other im on my knees about this bls

#I have never everrr been this invested in an m/f ship in my life never I swear #across the spiderverse #atsv #42 miles morales #margo kess #prowlerbyte #prowler miles #wiles morales #spider byte #miles g morales #why does he have so many names lmao

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permafrown · 2 months

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small tag dump. I ain't got one for everyone but here's what we do have

#BITE ME! ; luchi #SUGAR ; deidei (deimos)#IN A MAKEOUT SESSION W/ AGGRESSION ; hankj #EYES LIKE STATIC ; miles #BALLROOM EXTRAVAGANZA ; medkit #1-800-WORSHIP ; gary m.#COLOR THEORY ; yakumo #ONE PART KISSES THREE PART RUM ; demi b.#TAKE A BYTE ; v2 #UNFIT ; pharma

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dcvotion · 2 years

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@codebestowed said: Scrambles in here, jumps on the couch and gives a quick nose chu.

His attention had been OCCUPIED by the phone at hand, a device that would typically house Little Bit within, however, the data-native found the outside world to be his usual place of occupancy as of late. On screen, sea green eyes scanned recipe after recipe online, searching for something to leap out at him and strike him with inspiration for dinner. It was something he enjoyed doing for them, whenever he was allowed the chance. Data always voiced his appreciation and delight whenever Riku served him something he made, and if something as simple as his cooking could make the brunet happy, then Riku was HAPPY to do it.

Speaking of Data...

He had barely moved his lips to speak before he registered the other planting a kiss to his nose, lashes fluttering rapidly as the moment was fully processed. HUH... wonder what that was all about.

“Thank you...?” Confused as he was, it wasn’t an unwelcome gesture, lips curving into a small smile despite the look of WORRY in his eyes. The manner in which Data practically tripped over himself to fly onto the couch and kiss his nose was a little cause for concern. He only hoped nothing had happened to spur the sudden action. “Everything alright? Are you okay?” His phone went ignored in favor of readjusting himself on the couch to better face the other, hand coming out to brush spiky tresses AFFECTIONATELY.

There needed no word of request or warning when he pulled the boy closer, settling him into his lap for a tight, all engulfing hug. It was so easy to overwhelm and SMOTHER Data with just how tiny he was. It was incredible to think that just a few years ago, he himself had been almost just as small. In any case, he hoped the boy felt comforted and loved by the action as he rightfully deserved to feel.

He was FAMILY, after all.

“I’m trying to think of what to make for dinner tonight.” He murmured, sharing with Data his latest plight, as he always did when more greater issues plagued his mind. This, thankfully, wasn’t so TRAGIC a subject, something he accentuated with his own bestowed kiss to a tanned forehead. “I wanted to try something new, but maybe I’ll just make your favorite, instead. Hope that sounds good to you.”

A modest amount of spoiling never damaged any BITS.

#codebestowed #VERSE ✬ MAIN #♡ || ᴮᵃᵇʸ ᴮʸᵗᵉ; ᴸⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᴮⁱᵗ; ᴴⁱˢ ᵛᵉʳʸ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ (codebestowed)#//-SLAMS GAVEL DOWN- Your honor... T H E M... the mochis... the best brothers ;;; ;;; that's his Baby Byte ♡ his Little Bit//#✮ || ᵀʰᵉ ʳᵒᵃᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵃʷⁿ (QUEUE)

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highretrogamelord · 9 months

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Cassette Five for the ZX81

#youtube #Cassette Five #Cassette 5 #ZX81 #Action #board game #Board video game #Simulation #Management #Planetoids #Breakout #Space Rescue #Draughts #Byte-Man #Dodgem #Blitz #Merchant #M. Owen #Michael Owen

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gtopsuvs · 10 months

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The 2024 Byton M-Byte is an all-electric SUV produced by the Chinese automotive company Byton. The 2024 Byton M-Byte is designed as a premium electric vehicle with a focus on advanced technology and connectivity features.

#Byton #Byton M-Byte #SUV

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neon-poison · 1 year

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[ @aslyfcx | Asked...]

3 and a half tall for Nick

[Compare our muses’ heights!]

“....a walking, talking fox... How interesting...” Syntax slowly put on his goggles, the device sliding through various settings before settling on camera. “...where are you from...?”

“Don’t mind Syntax.- He’s intrigued, not that I can really blame ‘im.”

#chemicals aligning/don’t worry about the signs please | asks #all you’ve got and all you’ll ever need/is one bullet in the chamber | Syntax/Byte #keep it up/straight ahead/be yourself and don’t pretend | Writer/Weave #aslyfcx| tag tba #//s m o l l

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roses-r-rosie3 · 10 months

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Pop!: Let The Chaos Begin

Miguel O'hara x M!Reader

[Pop! Masterlist]

Warnings: Crack, Spideplush being mischievous, Miguel is a victim fr😔

Summary: Miguel is asked by reader to take care of spider plush while he goes to take care of an anomaly and spider plush ends up wreaking havoc but as soon as reader comes back from his mission spider plush acts innocent

A/n: Okay so, originally it was going to be Put It Straight that was going to get a part 2 first but I just got this idea and now I can't stop thinking abt it

Quote: "I'm gonna get back at that little shit head"

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Ever since Spider Plush was invited to the society, you have been treating him like your own child. Feeding him, bathing him, cradling him, and more. Miguel would be lying if he said he wasn't jealous from your treatment of Spider Plush. But anyways back to present day.

"Hey babe" You said as you walked into Miguel's office while cradling spider plush in your arms.

"What is it this time?" Miguel grunted.

"I just need you to babysit Spider Plush while I go handle another anomaly" You said as you handed Spider Plush to Miguel.

"Can't he just take care of himsel-"

You interrupted Miguel by giving him the 'don't test me' glare.

"Alright! Have fun and be safe!" Miguel laughed awkwardly.

"Bye Bye Spider Plush, your other dad will take care of you while I'm gone" You said after you gave Spider Plush one last kiss before you opened a portal.

"Dad?!" Miguel yelled as you walked into the portal.

When you were finally gone, everything seemed normal, at first.

"So.. uhhh.. how are you?" Miguel said.

Spider Plush looked at Miguel, blinked a few times, and he immediately got out of Miguel's hands and started to attack him.

"GAHH!" Miguel yelled as the spider plush started to attack his face.

Miguel started to try and tear the Plush off of his face as he stumbled around and accidentally knocking stuff off of his desk. When Miguel finally ripped the plush off of his face, Spider Plush started to run away to cause more chaos.

"No! No! No! No! Come back! Your dad is gonna kill me if you get hurt!" Miguel yelled as he chased the plushie around the building.

The Spider Plush ran into the cafeteria and started throwing food from the other spider people's plates at Miguel. Miguel increasingly got more annoyed as the plushie started to throw more food at him, but all of a sudden a whole plate was thrown at Miguel's head as it shattered to pieces on impact, causing Miguel to stop for a bit.

"OW! You little piece of shit!" Miguel roared as he heard a little laugh coming from Spider Plush.

When Spider plush was done wreaking havoc in the cafeteria, he started running towards the therapy room.

"So what brings you here?" said the spider therapist.

"It- It's about my Uncle" One of the spider people sobbed.

"Agai-"

Spider Plush and Miguel bursted into the room. Spider Plush tried using the spider therapist as a human shield, but failed as Miguel caught him and started to bring him towards the 'go home' Machine.

"I'm done with you, you little piece of shit" Miguel growled, ignoring how Spider Plush kicking at him.

"Margo, prepare the go home machine for spider plush here" Miguel mumbled.

"But won't y/n get mad at you?" Spider byte said worryingly.

"I don't care what y/n will think! This little rodent has put me through hell and back!" Miguel yelled.

"Alright" She said as she started to prepare the go home machine.

Miguel looked on at spider plush as the giant robotic spider came out and was about to send the plush home. Until it stopped.

"Miguel O'Hara!" You screamed.

"Y/n! It- it's not what it looks like!" Miguel said.

Spider Plush saw you and started to make crying noises.

"What did you do to him! You monster! He is supposed to be your son!" You scowled.

"He was causing chaos around the whole building!" Miguel said.

"Spider Plush would do no such thing!" You yelled.

"Y/n! Please! You have to hear me out!" He pleaded.

"I think Spider Plush has been through enough already, I'm going to take him to get a nap" You said as you walked out the room with spider plush hung around your shoulder.

Spider Plush looked up at Miguel and glared at him with mischief in his eyes.

"I'm gonna get back at that little shit head" Miguel grumbled.

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70sscifiart · 1 year

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Here’s Robert Tinney’s December 1977 Byte magazine cover. Tinney is one of the artists in my new art book who never had a big collection of his own, along with Angus McKie, Dean Ellis, and John Schoenherr.

For Independent Bookstore Day, you can get free shipping when you preorder my art book here, today only.

#Robert Tinney #info on my art book

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deyisacherry · 1 month

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TSAMS Drabble. — Moon. [Solar's Death]

The screen reflects his face. Sometimes he wishes he wasn't able to have facial expressions.

He looks tired.

Depressed.

He doesn't hear any sound. Ruin has done his part by not speaking to him unless Moon addresses him.

And Moon prefers to pretend he's not there when he's not talking.

He assumes that he must be watching something in his headspace for entertainment. Because of course he doesn't have to deal with any guilty thoughts.

Not like him.

This... this whole situation, he could have avoided it. Part of him wants to give himself the comfort of not blaming himself, of saying that he was doing the right thing by just trying, for once, not to kill as the only way to protect his family. That he was doing the right thing in giving at least a little of his trust to what he could see.

But, it is stronger, more stormy, the part of him that allows the guilt to slowly eat away bolts and bytes in his system until it leaves nothing but... emptiness. Pain.

No matter how much he tries to convince himself, he feels responsible.

He feels like an idiot.

Perhaps he deserves it.

He makes a sighing sound and weakly lifts his arm, opening the compartment in it to send information to his computer.

But...

Before touching any button, his hand freezes. His brow furrows as he feels as if his core is being hit mercilessly.

The sticker. That... silly little thing.

Something they only used when Eclipse had just reappeared and then it just stayed there. In them.

And yet...

"Ah, you're cute."

"Yeah, I know."

. . .

Solar's disappeared too, didn't it?

But... it wasn't part of the other dimension. It was just attached to him...

Maybe-... No.

Why does he think about that?

It's no use looking for it, checking, what's the point? It doesn't contain anything...

But it's-

Moon just wants...

A memory.

Physical.

He closes the compartment. His arms lower to their previous position.

Yes, Solar rebuilt the daycare, Solar worked in the theater. But just something small, something he can carry around with him while -... while he keeps trying. Something to give him extra motivation to continue...

God, how is anyone supposed to deal with this?

Death, loss.

He rushed to stop Ruin believing he would lose Sun. He lost Solar.

If it were the other way around... Moon knows he'd feel the same way. Or worse.

At least he has him.

But still Solar was-... Solar is an important part of his life. For the others, although it is only a short time since they had him with them, it hurts horribly.

For Moon, the short time he has been around since he was reset is what makes it hurt just as much or more. That's almost how long he had to know Solar.

He spent so much with him in his dimension, helping, coexisting.

That's why it hurts like this.

Because with Lunar, despite waking up without knowing him while everyone else did, knowing later about him and understanding that he was his brother, even if it hurt, they still had hope that he was already being rebuilt. That he would return, and he would be the Lunar that the others knew, and that he could meet once more.

And so it was.

But this?

This loss?

. . .

He would really like to erase from his mind the possibility of never being able to bring him back.

Of never hearing his voice.

His quiet, tired, kind presence next to him as they worked, or as they hung out. With family, with friends or...

Just the two of them.

Why does this feel this way?

He's so... broken.

He doesn't want to rest, he doesn't want to pretend he's being strong. He's not strong...

He misses him.

He wants solar back.

He wants to apologize for being an idiot. For not thanking enough.

He wants...

[Loading 23% of information out of 100%]

[10 hours remaining.]

“…” He makes a call. The tone rings for a few seconds. They answer.

“M-Moon?”

“Sun… Are you home?”

“Uh- yeah? I-I just got there. Did something happen?” He answers with nerves, or concern. Both.

Moon sighs. “Could you... check in- the guest room if there was... something left on the floor? Anything?"

“Ah- I thought there was... nothing left? I-I honestly haven't wanted to go in there again, to clean or something, since-”

“I know, I know- I just-... Please?” Moon's voice is weak.

On the other side, Sun squeezes both of his hands together. Hearing Moon this sad is not easy. "... Okay..."

Moon can hear Sun silently walking into the room. The door opening.

It takes a few minutes. Sun mumbles to himself. Moon just continues watching the computer screen in front of him.

For a moment Sun stops talking. Moon feels cold

“… What-… am I looking for exactly, Moon?” Sun sounds shaky when he speaks.

"What did you find?"

“... There's- uh-... it's- not that important I think, but... it's- it's something, I guess?”

Moon receives a picture. Solar's sticker

Cheesy. Childish. Just any idea they had.

But it was his.

“... Could you keep it for me? While I get home?”

“Uhm-... sure.” Sun answers softly. "It doesn't…” He hesitates in his words. “It doesn't work to bring Solar back, does it?”

"No..."

Moon doesn't explain why.

But Sun gets it. He really does, and he will support his brother in any way he can. “I'll leave it in your room, Moon.”

"Thank you..."

"No problem..."

Moon hangs up the call.

Complete silence once again

. . .

He can't leave yet.

He will charge his battery when he gets home.

#tsams #sams #sun and moon show #the sun and moon show #sams moon #sams solar #sams sun #tsams moon #tsams solar #tsams sun #implied solarmoon #can take it as family though #platonic #anything #idc #drabble

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bixbiboom · 1 year

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Sam’s flash this week has a little shelf attached to it and a sign designating it as a snack bar decorated with tentacles cut from construction paper. There are typical movie theater candy boxes on it, each bearing low-quality printed covers that hides the candy’s actual brand name and rebrands them as Critical Role originals, such as M&M&M&M’s, Beau Bytes, Orphanmakers and Hot Boyz.

#sam's flask #critical role #mn reunited

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milimeters-morales · 9 months

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Miles G: *pulls out a weird amalgamation of tech* if we use this we can knock out every robot guarding the food vault-

Miles, incapable of being serious: twin got a doohickey

Hobie: G got a whatchamacallit

Margo: silly ass thingamajig

Pavitr: ain’t no way he got the mouseketool

#miles g suffers so much for me ❤️ dw i’ll make a fic treating you right (he gets treated wrong for 7k words)#unrelated but have you guys ever been in so much mouth pain you feel like throwing up? /🐏#miles g #prowler miles #the prowler #miles morales #spiderman #spider man #hobie brown #spiderpunk #spider punk #margo kess #spider byte #spiderbyte #pavitr prabhakar #spider man india #spiderman india #m&m posts

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dimonds456-art · 7 months

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Half Life - Across/Into the Spiderverse AU. Think fast.

Explanations and some ramblings below the cut!

Miles Morales -> Alyx Vance RIPeter Parker -> Gordead Freeman Peter B Parker -> Gordon Feetman Gwen Stacy -> Chell bc I said so Spider Noir -> Gordon Freemind Penni Parker -> Grace Freeman (guys she's trans omg) Peter Porker -> Cuphead AU Gordon (doesn't have a name yet) The Prowler -> Judith Mossman Kingpin -> Wallace Breen Kingpin's grunts -> Various Combine ranks Jess Drew -> Azian Vance (SHE'S ALIVE WOAHHH) Pavitr Prabhakar -> Gordon B Freeman (Y2KVR) Hobie Brown -> Doug Rattman Miguel O'Hara -> Gman (possibly an alt ver of Coolatta but idk yet) Mayday Parker -> Joshua Freeman Spider-Byte -> Russel (HL:A) The Spot -> Benrey (Half Life version)

The idea behind this AU is that "Spiderman" is instead "The One Free Man," though the title changes depending on who's in the HEV suit. In the timeline we follow, Gordon gets killed after a second HEV suit just kinda *shows up* in the timeline without explanation, and Alyx puts it on, taking his place as The One Free Man.

ITSV plays out similarly with the Combine doing some Wacky Shit™ that brings other universes together (HLVRAI, Freeman's Mind, ect). Instead of jumping universes to completely different planets, they want to jump to the *same* planet in a different universe, an ability they ALMOST achieved before Alyx came through with her Freemanverse entourage and blew up the Citadel.

In the explosion, though, was Benrey. Not HLVRAI Benrey, but a different version of him. Gordon M Freeman (HLVRAI) is here after the events of his universe, so to him, this other Benrey is both a potential threat, and a second chance, while Alyx sees a potential ally and friend.

Half Life Benrey story:

The Combine already got to his world

They couldn't assimilate his species into their army because their regen abilities reversed anything done to them

Benrey managed to flee to Xen in one way or another

Lived there for a while

Gordon Pushed a Crystal™ and opened the rift

Benrey saw him fighting Nihlanth before getting taken to Earth in a portal storm

Lived there in hiding for like 2 minutes before-

The Combine showed up and destroyed the place

Benrey runs for a good part of his life

Captured by the Combine as a teenager

Lived in the upper parts of the Citadel for 8 years

When it explodes, he becomes Spot

Blames Gordon (and thus, the Resistance) for what happened to him and hates the Combine

He becomes his own 3rd party in the war

Alyx convinces him to join their side

FUCK the Combine they SUCK >:(

I have more ideas but i forgor

Just take this in the meanwhile! :)

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migueloharasbabe · 10 months

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Sex Pollen

A/N: This is my first time writing in a while. Miguel O’ Hara brought my writing back from the dead (so did Oscar Isaac, let’s be honest). I’m so excited to share this fic with you guys! Also yes I know the sex pollen trope is so overdone but... I had to.

Content: Miguel x gn! reader (this is my first time writing for a gender neutral reader, I hope I did well). Smut, 18+.

Words: 1.7k

You had been working in the Spider Society for almost a year now. Although it was a bit scary when you first joined, all of the different Spiders had warmed up to you immediately, Jess taking you under her wing to show you all the ropes of just exactly what they did. Lyla helped you learn the ropes of how the technical side of things worked, and that’s what you fell in love with doing. You ended up working with Spider-Byte, both of you helping run things smoothly with getting anomalies back to their actual universe. Everyone was so sweet and welcoming.

Everyone except Miguel O’ Hara.

You had worked hard in the Spider Society and impressed everyone. Everyone except him. He always had a snide comment to say, or was quick to snap at you if you interrupted him in the middle of his observation of the other universes. He made your blood boil and you tried to avoid him the best you could. After countless attempts to show Miguel different ideas that you had come up with-to which he dismissed quickly, you decided to just keep your head down when you found yourself around the hothead.

“(Y/N), how is that report coming along on that anomaly?” Miguel asked you, his head raised slightly as he looked down at you to await your answer.

Your hands were working fast on the keyboard and you kept your eyes glued to the screen, refusing to meet his eyes. “Almost done with it,” you said simply. You looked up after a few seconds when you saw Miguel was still there, his head cocked to the side with an eyebrow raised.

“Why the avoidance, (Y/N)? It’s almost like you’re… annoyed. Are you annoyed at me?” Miguel asks, his voice hinting at a tone of amusement.

You pressed your tongue against your cheek and bit back a smart retort, before focusing back on the task at hand. “I’m not annoyed. Just trying to avoid small talk, you get mad anyway.” You said, voice curt. Before anything else could be said, Lyla popped into the room, interrupting Miguel as he opened his mouth.

“Miguel, we have an anomaly spotted.” Lyla said, pulling up a screen to show Miguel what universe it was in. You started to sit down to help gain more information on this anomaly but Miguel shook his head.

“You can go ahead and head home, (Y/N). You’ve done enough work today,” He said, his voice low.

‘But-.” You started and Miguel just looked down at you, his eyes narrowed.

“I wouldn’t want you to have to deal with my anger,” He said, sarcasm dripping from his voice. Before you could say anything else, he was gone through the portal and you cursed under your breath. You waved at Spider-Byte before leaving, finding yourself back in your apartment in your universe. You tried to ignore the bite of Miguel’s words as you changed into a soft pair of PJ’s, deciding not to let the asshole get to you. You fell back against the bed, your body instantly relaxing against the pillows. You started to close your eyes, but heard the familiar sound of the portal and lifted your head, seeing Miguel step through. He looked frustrated, but what was new?

You pulled your covers towards you, covering up when you realized you had sheer pj’s on, heart pounding in your chest. “M-Miguel?” You ask, your voice almost a whisper.

Miguel pulled his mask off and you noticed that he was panting, his chest rising and falling in quick succession. You started to come towards him, but Miguel put a hand out, and you noticed his claws were out.

“Don’t. Just… stay right there.” Miguel growled and you froze. “The anomaly led me out into a field. Lots of different flowers around, and one species happened to produce sex pollen.”

“Oh,” was all that managed to come out of your mouth. Your heart started to thud against your chest even harder, almost able to feel the tension in the air.

“Yeah, I don't really know why I brought myself here, but….” Miguel trailed off, slumping down against the wall, his head falling back with a small thud.

“Does it hurt?” You ask softly, still on the bed. You were scared to move, not because of Miguel, but because you knew what would happen if you got close to him. It’s not like you hadn’t thought of Miguel in that way-he was an attractive man, but you guys hated each other. Or you thought you did. The heat in your stomach was saying otherwise at the way that he was looking at you, eyes dark with need and lust.

“Not terribly. It’s nothing I can’t handle,” Miguel said with a small smirk. “Mierda,” He growled, his hands digging into the carpet, tearing shreds into the fabric. You tried your best not to imagine him moaning, his hand gripping the headboard as his other ripped at your sheets. You tried not to imagine his tongue in your mouth, how it would feel to have his cock inside you. The room suddenly felt unbearably hot and you moved to open a window, covers be damned. You felt Miguel’s eyes on you, and it made you warmer.

“If you’re trying to tempt me, it’s working.” Miguel says, motioning to your pj’s and you quickly cover up again.

“You’re the one who showed up here unannounced.” You bit back, trying to ignore the guilt clouding your annoyance.

“Mhmm, that I did.” Miguel said almost matter-of-factly. “If it’s an annoyance though, I can leave,” Miguel said, starting to get up and open a portal. Before you knew it, you were across the room and had a hand on his wrist. You found yourself on the bed as soon as your hand touched his skin. Your breath hitched in your throat as Miguel hovered above you, his black hair falling forward slightly, his mouth slightly parted.

“I told you not to get close to me, (Y/N). You have a bad habit of not listening, you know that?” Miguel quipped, one of his hands coming up to touch your chin, his thumb brushing against your bottom lip.

“I listen plenty. It’s you who doesn’t listen. You act like you can’t stand me,” you admit, biting your lip in regret as there’s a slight flash of hurt in Miguel’s eyes.

“Can’t stand you? You’re one of the most brilliant people we have on the team,” Miguel says, his voice soft.

“Then why do you shut down all of my ideas?” You ask, confusion lacing your tone.

“Because most of your ideas involve you putting yourself in risky situations,” Miguel says and you can tell that he’s being sincere. He winces slightly and you frown.

“I thought you said the pollen doesn’t hurt.”

“It doesn’t. For a bit, but… if I don’t do anything about it soon, It can.” Miguel explained. “I don’t want to pressure you though, and I’m pretty sure this is already pressuring you enough,” He said, almost through a groan as he tried to get up, but you pulled him back down to you.

“No, I’m not pressured. I promise,” you say, your voice sincere. Miguel lets out a small growl, his lips landing on yours. His tongue slips inside your mouth, your hands finding his hair and you hear a moan escape his mouth. His lips meet yours in need, his hands going to grip at your hips. You start to slowly move your hips against Miguel’s, his lips falling open in a groan.

“Fuck,” he growls out, his cock throbbing against you. You feel as one of Miguel’s hands come up to your pj’s, a gasp escaping your mouth as his claws rip it off of you.

“Miguel-,” you start to protest but are cut off by Miguel’s lips against your neck, his tongue licking against your skin.

“I’ll buy you another one, promise,” he mutters against your neck. A moan escapes your mouth when Miguel’s hand travels down to your dripping core, a breathy chuckle muffled against your neck. “You’re so wet for me already, cariño.”

“Miguel, please,” you plead, suddenly hating how needy you sound right now.

“Please what?” Miguel teases, lifting his head up to look into your eyes.

“Please fuck me,” you beg and Miguel smirks. His lips meet yours passionately, his tongue slipping into your mouth again as he lines himself up with your entrance. The tip of his cock presses against your entrance and you gasp as he slowly bottoms out inside you, your hands gripping his shoulders. Miguel lets out a groan, his face burying into your neck as he slowly starts to move his hips.

Your fingers move to rest in his hair, tugging slightly as you move your hips in time with Miguel’s. The sound of skin slapping against skin and moans fill the room, a melody that is like music to both you and Miguel’s ears. His lips trail kisses up your neck to your ear before he whispers:

“You’re taking me so well, mi tesoro.”

A surge of warmth rushes through your body at Miguel’s words and you let out a whimper. His hips start to pick up the pace and you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into you. You feel as a familiar warmth courses through your body, your orgasm right on the horizon as Miguel continues to fuck you.

“Miguel, I’m-.” You cut off with a moan.

“I know, baby, I know.” Miguel says softly, his lips covering yours in a passionate kiss as you finally reach your orgasm, body twitching slightly as it comes in waves. Miguel continues to rock his hips against yours, a growl low in his throat as his free hand comes up to rest on the pillow, claws tearing gashes into it. His hips start to stutter as he chases his own high, finally reaching his peak when he lets out a low groan against your lips, the pillow now almost shredded to ribbons.

Miguel pulled you close to him, breathing now slowing as he looked down at you. He touched your cheek, his thumb rubbing gently against the skin.

“Thank you for the help, (Y/N).” Miguel says softly, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “And as for your ideas… I’ll hear them out again. As long as I can protect you if there’s trouble,”

“I can handle myself, but how can I say no to that?” You tease, a smile forming on your face as Miguel rolls his eyes playfully.

“Cállate.” He says back, hitting you softly with a non-ruined pillow.

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