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prettyfilmz · 11 months
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miguel o’hara thots
miguel loves watching you fall apart on his dick. you’re face down ass up, mewling and whimpering as he bullies your tight cunt with his thick hard length. you have a death grip on one of your stuffed animals as you laid there with tears rolling down your flustered cheeks and took the brutal pace he gave you. trying to match miguel’s thrusts are almost impossible as he always finds a way to one up you whenever he sees fit, not that you were complaining as having a pleasurably sore pussy wasn’t so bad.
you’ve came multiple times prior which left a creamy ring on the base of his length and a damp puddle on top of the covers. you were overstimulated to the point the pleasure was slightly painful. “m-miggy…s’too much…”you pleaded in between pleasurable sobs only to be met with no answer besides grunts that made your swollen clit throb. you took a free hand to reach behind and push his stomach as a weak attempt to get him to slow down just for him to effortlessly hold your arm behind your back and take his other hand to lay a few heavy spanks on your plush ass gaining positive yelps from you.
“deja de lloriquear como un bebé, puedes soportarlo... siempre lo haces.” he coos in your ear, nipping it gently with his sharp teeth knowing how much you love that. “you’re my big girl, make me proud and cum one more time..”
you already know one more time will mean three more times after that but nevertheless, you love being his good girl and cum as many times as he asks you to.
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inkdrinkerworld · 8 months
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yes!!! miguel is so into dumbification!!! can we get a hc for that? i feel like he goes all crazy when you cry, like starts laughing and going faster! <33 tyty
you ofc can!!! 18+only MDNI cw: smut, dumbification, creampie, p in v penetration
miguel knows it’s mean, knows he’s messing with your head but you just look so fucking pretty like this that he can’t bring himself to feel bad.
your legs are on his shoulders, hands gripping the sheets as he leans down and fucks into you.
you gasp, eyes rolling back as you feel him move deeper. it should be illegal for anyone to fuck this good.
he’s already pulled four orgasms from you and you’re sure he’s going to try to pull more but you can’t fight it- it feels too good.
“miguel,” you groan, hands tugging the sheets as the man above you rolls his hips.
“qué amor?” he murmurs, sweat dribbling down his chest. when you don’t answer he rolls your clit and you scream making him laugh.
“please,” you beg and he smirks.
“please what? you know you have to use your words, princesa.” you can’t and he knows it, the extent of your vocabulary right now is his name and pleads.
his hips keep moving and the head of his cock keeps spearing against your cervix and you can’t think. not when his thumb continues rolling your clit.
your hands move from the sheets to his chest, nails digging into his skin as he speeds up.
“fuck,” you cry, body shaking as your fifth orgasm crests.
“you can take it baby,” miguel licks your neck, biting the tender skin there as he feels your cunt clench faster. “just let go for me.”
tears stream down your face as you come, hiccuping when miguel starts chasing his own release.
“look at you,” his hand reaches your face, thumb whisking away your tears. “feels good doesn’t it?” he’s mocking you now, but you can’t tell the difference so you nod anyway.
miguel chuckles a little just before he fills you up. his hand brushes away your hair, lips finding yours and then your cheek.
“you okay?” he whispers, hands stroking your thighs as he puts them down on the bed.
“yeah,” your voice is airy, eyes unfocused as you look at him. “need a minute.” you admit and he smiles, kissing your nose before flipping you both over.
“sorry,” he coos at your whimper, stroking your back to help you relax on top of him.
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wh1sp3rr · 5 months
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𑊡˚+₊🕸️✦ — SPIDER-MAN KISS + miguel; drabble
cw: nsfw, smut, one night stand??, oral (f receiving), softdom!miguel, afab!reader
-ˋˏ ༻✿༺ ˎˊ-
spider-man kiss with miguel!! except it leads to him getting handsy quick and no one’s around anyway so why not? he backs you up against a wall and lets his hand melt into the dip of your back finding soft sanctuary there. the ridges of his mask don’t pull up any further past his nose so you can’t even see who’s nueva york’s best kisser. you take his hands and lead them to the slit of space your skirt creates, grazing the topside of your pussy ever so slightly. he gasps a little softly; startled and quickly removes his hands to return to your back’s slope, yet you reassure him with a nod: “it’s okay.”
desperate: he continues doughing at the plushness of your flesh, dragging down slowly from your back, to your waist, down to your hips and finally cupping your ass. he’s on his knees now, his strength the reason why the gravel digging into his kneecaps doesn’t bother him. and then he looks up. you wished you could attach a face to the plump lips and chiselled jaw that stroked against your skin so gracefully. “what’s your name?” you ask innocently. he stays looking at you— at least that’s what you think, and presses firm kisses on your thighs hiking further and further up to the dark shadow between your legs.
“what’s yours?” his slightly accented voice intrigues.
“i asked you first.” you tease sweetly, wanting to see where this was going. you spot a growing smile on his tan face: one that elongates a little when he presses another open-mouthed kiss near your core.
“don’t play that game with me.” he stays smiling.
through your underwear, he starts licking up at your entrance; kitten ones at first and your sweet moan graces his ears erotically; they almost prick up like an animal’s at this. his tongue presses further into the thin cotton that protects you from the outside world. his mouth sounds full and voice compromised when he groans: “you’re the sexiest girl i’ve ever seen.” he delves in more.
“eat me out properly then.” you whine, needy for more.
his easy chuckle sends soft flutters of air to your pussy that ignite a flame. “tell me your name.” he goads.
“y/n.” you comply him with, almost instantly.
this makes him stay smiling and he pulls down your underwear before repeating the name back to himself: “y/n.” he tests, dragging out the final syllable. “that’s a pretty name. i like it.” you can only moan at the anticipated contact of his tongue connecting with your folds. “shouldn’t be walking this late out on your own, y/n.” he kisses softly— wetly. “it’s dangerous.” you attempt to move your hips a little but it’s a struggle, spider-man’s got you locked in a vice right now.
“thank you for saving me.” you say.
he always liked it when people thanked him for saving them. he just liked knowing that some people still had manners, still knew that despite it being his job, despite him being spider-man, it was the polite thing to do. he basks in your warmth and scent, an escape from the prickly december air and speaks one sound.
“miguel.”
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ayoungmilitarywife · 11 months
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Nobody:
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romiantic · 10 months
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MIGUEL O’HARA IS IN LOVE WITH….
→ READING: chubby!black!reader
→ GENRE + WARNINGS: fluff + slightly suggestive
→ A/N: thank you to @ttu-tmp for requesting <3. chubby miguel lovers, come get y’all food
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MIGUEL O’HARA is in love with the way you carry yourself. Through the hardships and hard times, you’ve built a confidence that miguel relishes. His heart thumps every time your presence is made known, and he knows when your presence is entered. But also how you always look so….sophisticated. Sometimes too sophisticated for this rigid man, something about your essence just reminds him you’re too good for him but still love him
MIGUEL O’HARA is in love with the way such tight clothing can shape your body. He thinks the clothes display a statue of your body, showing off your hip dips he adores, your pudgy stomach that sits well, the thick thighs that he loves holding onto. Tight clothes drives him mad, it’s a constant reminder how beautiful your shape and is always ready to pounce on you like a lion in his hunger state (to say the least)
MIGUEL O’HARA is in love with what your shape does to him. While sitting on his lap, he’s flushed on how belly peaks through your shirt or how your thighs barely cover his toned calves. His hand roaming every and anywhere, giving a small squeeze at each part he loves the most. Sometimes he’ll get too touchy and kisses , just his chiseled face brushing lightly against your shoulder. A peck here, a peck there, each peck goes deeper as they lead to light kisses on your chubby cheeks
MIGUEL O’HARA is in love with how your thicker body is matched well with his muscles, your chubby face smushed up against his, and your stomach giving him comfort and peace. He always finds his hands placed well on top of your stomach. A tracing of a heart there while he hums low to whatever is playing. He finds peace, he finds assurance that you don’t hide yourself from him, and let him love you how he wants. That sometimes can be very loving
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⭑ yes I gave it the same name as hobert, so what 🙄
𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐃 💗: Philippians 4:6!
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SPIDERMAN: ATSV MASTERLIST + MAIN MASTERLIST
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© 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗂. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽
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chixkencxrry · 11 months
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i'm finna slut this [man] out
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Summary: You've got Miguel all tied up. (DRABBLE (somewhat fem dom! Reader x Miguel O'Hara.))
MINORS DNI
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fan art by @yeagersatorubae (twt)
WARNING: shameless smut. oral sex (m + receiving, hints of f+ receiving), bondage, cum swallowing.
The tips of your fingers ghosted over the curves of his stomach. Feathering all the way down to member, purple-ish and veiny with want. Your eyes flickered to his face, wrenched with desire and mouth agape with hunger. Miguel’s lips and nose still shone from the juices of your earlier ride, his tongue, long and pink, darted out to lick his pouty lips clean of your flavouring. 
“You’re so pretty.” You whispered, grasping the base of the shaft. Your thumb ran over the little opening, hand stroking and coating him with his own essence. 
Miguel grunted, hips struggling to stay flat. His breathing became laboured and you watched with humour as his hands struggled against the webbing you’d borrowed from HQ to secure him. 
Hoarse words fell: “You like torturing me, eh?”
You hummed before you licked the member, tongue dragging from your fist to the head. Cherry-glossed lips spread open as you swallowed the tip, the mushroom sitting on your tongue as you began to suck. Saliva coated him slowly as your mouth took more of him, then relented, then again, then again. Your moving fist became coated in spit and cum, white and clear slime dripping down your jaw. His thighs felt damp, you could hear his pathetic hissing as you made his cock your meal. Hips rose up, riding your face, trying to throw you off balance to seek selfish pleasure. You set your other hand on his stomach, pushing him down but his want kept his hips rising in weak stutters – but he let you take the lead, he was trying to be a good boy for you. 
“Suck my cock so good…” his words muddled, voice shaking. “Take it deep, baby. You know how I like it, meirda. You look so pretty with my cock down your throat. Bonita puta.”
The words spoken with the gravel of his lust sent a thrill through you. His hips stuttered, fucking your mouth unevenly. Your own desire rose as well but you stayed focus; abandoning pressing onto his stomach, you placed your other hand on his ballsack, working it as you bobbed your head on the thick length, stroking your hand along it. 
Miguel cursed above you, hips working until they flattened out. His twitching cock followed, you kept cupping his balls, pressing your mouth almost to the base as you sucked and sucked. He ground his hips against your mouth, muttering in untranslatable heat.
You lifted your head slowly, his length plopping out with a wet echo. You grinned up at him, opening your mouth to show the nothingness of your swallow. 
Miguel’s chest heaved. “You’re too good to me baby. Untie me, let me take care of you.”
“Fuck no,” you laughed. You stretched your body over him and fluttered your eyelashes coquettishly. You were sure you looked a mess. Your hair was all fucked out, chin and mouth were full of cum. But the way Miguel was looking at you, made you feel like you were on top of the world. His eyes were soft and filled with love, you almost felt bad for denying him. 
Sighing, you stroked his chest. “I would, baby. I really would but you see – I have no plans in letting you fuck me tonight. Tonight, you’re my dildo. So shut up, slut.”
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venualesyne · 10 months
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BEEN AWAY.
a miguel o’hara x reader one shot.
warnings ;; breeding kink, lactation kink (a lil bit), reader is black and pregnant. this wasn’t proof read.
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being married to miguel o’hara took a lot of patience. he would be gone all day, leaving you to your own devices as you watched your children and did the required chores. you wanted him to always be able to come back to a clean house and a warm meal.
no matter where he is or what he’s doing, miguel o’hara always found his way back to you. just in time for dinner, familial bonding, and to read his children to sleep. and on the rare occasion, find himself engulfing your small body. his hands shielding your hardened belly, protecting the small baby inside your womb.
it had been two nights in a row where the routine was different. you had already took his place and read your children to sleep. and when they asked where he was, you responded as softly as possible. telling them that papi was just really busy and that he’d come back to the four if you soon. you started to feel melancholy with your husband being absent for two days. no calls, no texts, nothing. it wasn’t like he was committing infidelity, he was just busy being nueva york’s spider-man alongside having to run an entire organization full of spider people. so, you never complained to him when he came home after a few days of not speaking to you. you didn’t want to add more stress to him and so you stayed out of the way. you usually stayed seen and not heard most days to make it easier on him.
until tonight.
the front door cracked open, heavy footsteps meeting the marble in the foyer. you were in the kitchen, standing over the sink and washing the dishes. your braids weren’t tied yet and you had a pink and white moomoo on. miguel liked when you wore those because “they left your body to his imagination.” as the footsteps became louder and closer to you, you halted your movements.
“hermosa? por que no duermes?” miguel spoke, breaking the silence as he made his way over to you. his large arms began to slither themselves around your waist. you didn’t respond and instead continued the wash the plate you had in your hand. you couldn’t sleep because you were worried about him and you wanted to close the house down before you decided to rest.
“…estás enfadado conmigo?” he asked, kissing the back of your neck. you weren’t really mad at him, you were just mad in general. your body craved him and you felt lonely. you sighed and hesitantly nodded. feeling the movement, he stopped.
“is it because i’m not here?” he whispered against your neck, his breath warm and comforting.
“mhm.”
“i’m sorry, mami. you know i don’t do it on purpose. i’ve just been b-“
you cut him off, shutting your eyes and resting your wrists against the edge of the sink. “i know, miguel. i know you’ve been busy. i know you’re not purposely staying away from home.” you began to rinse the dishes.
he fell silent.
“what can i do to make it better, mi princesita?”
you thought for a moment. what you really wanted was for him to rip your dress off and shove your head against the counter and absolutely obliterate your pussy. but you also wanted him to lay you flat against the dining table and lick you dry.
you stayed silent and put away the clean dishes.
“mami, por favor.” he sighed.
“move, miguel. you’re in my way.” you got out of his grip and began to walk away, drying your hands off.
his brows furrowed as he grabbed you and gently shoved you against the counter, casing you in between his body. “who are you talking to?”
“you.”
he looked you up and down and shook his head with a chuckle. he leaned down to your ear and moved his hand to your throat, squeezing the sides gently.
“i see what you’re trying to do. it’s not going to work tonight, mami. use your words if you want me to fuck you until you can’t walk tomorrow.”
you whimpered and squeezed your thighs, grabbing onto his wrist. “miguel-“
“cmon, baby.” he squeezed more firmly, adding his knee into the mix by pressing it against your channel.
“want you to fuck me.” you whimpered out, pressing your clit against his knee.
“hm.”
he released you from his grip, only to pick you up and make his way out of the kitchen. he began to make his way upstairs to your shared bedroom.
“are they asleep?” he whispered as he walked down the hallway, arriving to the bedroom door.
“they would have made it known if they weren’t.” you responded with a giggle.
he chuckled and opened the door, walking in as he sat you on your feet. he shut the door and locked it, turning on a small lamp. he made his way over to you and kissed you, moving his hands to your plush ass. he ruffed the bottom of your dress to your hips as he started to pull it off of you. you lifted your arms to help him get it over your head.
he threw it to the ground and looked at your bare body, sliding his hands along the curvatures of your waist and hips, then to your stomach.
“you look so good with my babies in you, mi muñecita. so soft and pretty. all for me, huh?” he asked as he started to take off his top and pants.
“mhm mhm.” you responded, your eyes lighting up at the sight of him undressing himself all for you. once he was in the same state as you. he began to kiss you again, backing you towards the bed. he picked you up and sat back on the bed, resting you on top of him.
while kissing you, he started to line himself up with your opening which led to you letting out small gasps in his mouth. he began to slide you down onto him, keeping your lips against his. you briefly pulled away, whimpering.
“so big, miggy.” you whined, holding onto his broad shoulders.
“i know, baby.” he grunted in response, feeling the way your sweet pussy was borderline suffocating his flush dick.
with every slide he was spewing out praises, both in his mother tongue and english.
“fuck. you’re so tight, pretty mama.”
“muy caliente por mi, mami.”
“treat me so well.”
“mi pequeña perfecto esposa.”
arriving at the base of his length, he began to bounce you up and down, thrusting into you simultaneously. being pregnant, he didn’t want you to have to over exert yourself, especially during sex. he was able to do enough work for the both of you, so why force you to make you ride him?
you let out soft mewls of pleasure, throwing your head back slightly and dropping your jaw. miguel took this as an invitation to begin attacking your throat with his teeth. leaving bite marks, kisses, and hickies alongside your jaw and throat.
your tits bounced with every thrust and bounce you received, it was all fun until you began to feel liquid drip down your body. miguel stopped and pulled away from your neck slightly, looking down at the creamy liquid dripping down the two of you.
“did you pump, cariño?” he asked, cutting into the silence.
you began to feel embarrassment and you shook your head, “i’m sorry, i was gonna do it after i washed the dishes and then you came home and then i-“
“shh shh shh, you have nothing to apologize for, mamacita. let me help you.” he said with a smirk.
as he began to bounce you up and down, his lips wrapped themselves around your tense nipple. he began to suck it, which allowed you to release your milk. you let out soft whimpers and whines, scratching his back due to the overstimulation he was giving you.
when he switched to the other one and quickened his pace, it became all too much and you squirted all over his lap. he hummed in satisfaction as he continued with his thrusts, using one of his hands to play with the engorged bud in between your thighs.
when he pulled away from your nipple to kiss you, he licked his lips.
“makin’ me wanna put another one in you.”
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venua le syne. 2023
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callmeoncette · 9 months
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Reader: we not bout to keep doin this…
Miguel: doin what? We’re having a discussion
Reader: I’m not bout to go back n forth with a nigga who ass fatter than mine
Miguel:…
Reader: you can sit a cup on that ass
Miguel:…
Hobie: damn…fat booty ass nigga
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pinkhoodi · 7 days
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this color, no this color !
✎ᝰ — spider crew help y/n dye their hair !
♡⃕ — 1610!miles, miguel, gwen, hobie x black!reader
♡⃕ — genre + warnings: fluff + no warnings
♡⃕ — a/n: we are so back with atsv !
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꒰ HOBIE BROWN ꒱
Ꮺ dying your hair with hobbie was a…mess. don’t get me wrong it was fun as both of you can make it but overall a mess
Ꮺ hobie introduced the idea of dying your hair to you actually. though when it came to the colors, he was indecisive just as much as you were so you two went to the beauty supply store and picked whatever color looks cool enough on you. I would say that you and hobie either picked polar opposite colors (you picked autumn colors meanwhile he went for a neon scheme) or picked something of similar color schemes, no in between
Ꮺ thankfully hobie knew how to deal with detangling and setting your hair up for the hair dye. he was very careful with the detangle cause he knows how tender-headed you can get. also before the putting the dye, he would consistently ask you if you really wanna go with this color and gave in when you threatened him
Ꮺ hobie would try to dye your hair in a more artistic way or something he knows suit your aesthetics. if you don’t have an aesthetic, he would def go off vibes and what kind of aura you carry around. but at the same time, he’ll ask you for some inspirations of how you want your hair to colored
Ꮺ during the process, he would have a reality show or his playlist playing in the background. sometimes he’ll hum a new song that’s in the works or tell you the progress his band is making
Ꮺ ngl, hobie can get a bit rude when dying your hair. only cause he wants this to come out exactly how you want it, not cause you can’t stay still….trust me !
Ꮺ in the end, hobie is complimenting tf out of your new result. he would smother you in compliments and think it’s one of the best pieces of work that he has done, no doubt
꒰ 1610!MILES MORALES ꒱
Ꮺ listen…he’s clueless just as much as you are. in his defense, it was your idea to do something spotaneus to your look and why not dye your hair? did he think you were crazy? …maybe ! but it ended being so much fun
Ꮺ miles have thought about dying his own hair before but having both parents be poc…yeah he knew better. not only that, but it’s already bad enough that he sneaks out for his spiderman duties, he do nawt need to make it worse with a new hair color
Ꮺ but for you, he is more than willing to help you dye hair. he just hopes that you have permission and you’re not sneaking out to do this. other than that, he is happily walking around the beauty supply store like a kid in a candy store while you’re looking for the hair dye. he’ll often come up to you and ask if you need this pomade or need this sort of gel
Ꮺ the night before miles did some research and called you to consult on what you need. he would screen share to show his pinterest board of color inspo (he’s lowkey a pinterest feen but that’s for another time), especially with your hair type. most of the phone call would be “okay but what about this?” “are you sure?” “so you’re telling me you’re not going with this?” miles just say you wanna dye YOUR hair like that…
Ꮺ but the experience was more than fun. you two’s favorite show was playing, he was telling you about his latest spiderman adventures, he’s rambling about any and everything he could think of. sometimes it would be silent when miles is fully focused or he’s asking questions to see if he’s doing it right
Ꮺ mile’s is your biggest cheerleader after it’s all over. after he takes a massive sigh and stretches his body, sometimes he forgets how tiring natural hair can take, even though he’s natural himself
꒰ GWEN STACY ꒱
Ꮺ just as bad as miles and maybe worse since she’s not familiar with your hair type. yes, she has dyed her hair before (more than likely multiple times) but she doesn’t wanna give you chemical damage or end up having you balding. which leads to her doing intensive research of what colors you should try, which box dye to buy, and how to apply the dye to your hair. listen, it was her and youtube for about five hours
Ꮺ she would be a tad bit hesitant when you asked her if she wanna helps you. she made sure that you asked her and not hobie who might be a better help than she could ever be. you reassure her that it won’t be as scary as she’s making it to be
Ꮺ now when it comes to buying the hair, please hold her hand while yall in the beauty supply store. it’s not that she’ll wander off but she is def intimidated being in there. she has a face of confusion on her as she browses on the products laid on the shelf. also asking questions on why you refuse to buy the lesser priced box dye. oh gwen baby…
Ꮺ gwen would offer to buy your stuff :). she learned how pricey it is to buy hair products from your many rants of having natural hair, so she’ll offer to pay half or at least a good amount
Ꮺ throughout the process, you guide gwen how to detangle and part your hair. she’s taking her precious time and going slow until she has enough confidence to speed herself up
Ꮺ all throughout, she would throw compliments and how she’s excited but very nervous on how the results will be. any result that would come, she know you’ll look good :)
꒰ MIGUEL O’HARA ꒱
Ꮺ now of all people you could ask…jk jk. when you asked, the man heavily side eye you and thought you were going through a phase. like no miguel, i just wanna change my look. he’ll ask if you’re sure that you wanna dye your hair or what’s wrong with the color you have now
Ꮺ but at the same time, he does accept the offer to help you cause who is he to deny some quality time? ngl, he lowkey became more excited to do this more than you were but he would never admit to it
Ꮺ miguel, as well, doing intensive research on what products works best for your hair type. he even offered paying for the more pricey dyes until you assured him that not all twenty-dollar box dyes works the best for natural hair. one day he’ll realize that for all hair care…one day
Ꮺ while shopping for the products, he keeps an eye on you so you don’t go over the budget that he made sure you set in place. when you show him a product that you both know you don’t know, he’ll go into lecture mode until you motion him to stop talking and put the product down. ofc miguel pays for everything and he doesn’t wanna hear a ‘I’ll pay for it’ from you so it’s best to just accept
Ꮺ I would say he doesn’t really need guidance on how to handle your hair cause he’s helped with your hair plenty of times. but from time to time, he would ask if he’s hurting you or if the hair is soft enough to work with before beginning the dyeing process
Ꮺ while dying your hair, he would allow you to ramble on while he listens. he would let you take control of the entertainment aspect of the pastime, but you settled for music. also, while you’re on your rant, he would plant small kisses along the back of your neck <3
Ꮺ in the end, after the washing and drying, you don’t allow him to see the end result until you’ve seen it and settled with it. even if you’re not satisfied with the result, he kisses your forehead and tells you that he’ll help you fix it. beforehand, he’ll often say that you look beautiful with your new color
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♡⃕ mia back in her atsv era 🧏🏽‍♀️?? please i miss writing for these niggas
♡⃕ lemme know who was your fave :p
𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐏 💗: 1 thessalonians 5:16-18
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© 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗂. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽
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afro-hispwriter · 11 months
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its final
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Yall getting this eventually, because its alot🤭
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prettyfilmz · 11 months
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if you ever stop miguel o’hara from eating you out because you haven’t shaved, he will simply say “I’m a grown ass man.”, rip your panties off with his fangs and proceed to give you the best toe curling head you could ever dream of.
bonus: he would slyly say how he likes your stubble as he runs his tongue against the small hairs on your mound
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inkdrinkerworld · 6 months
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HI I ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR FICS SO MUCH AAAA IDK IF YOU’RE TAKING REQUESTS BUT I HAVE AN IDEA: https://youtu.be/adNz4a5sqWY?si=hd64e5UayA4cW8zO THIS SCENE BUT WITH MIGUEL AND Y/N AND OBVIOUSLY SOME MODIFICATIONS *wink wink nudge nudge* 😏😈
Okay but I’m thinking, Miguel x civilian!reader
The knocking on your window doesn’t frighten you half as much as it should as you pluck on side of your headphones off.
On the other side of the glass is Miguel, with his hologram mask off and his suit looking a little worse for wear.
Opening it, he almost falls in as you go back to your desk.
“Just let me save this,” You say quietly, pausing your music in the process.
“You know that’s more distracting than you think,” he wheezes the words and that has you spinning around to face him.
His suit is mostly gone now that he’s inside, and that reveals all his cuts and bruises.
“Miguel o’Hara!” You hiss, pulling him to the sofa beside your bed.
It’s not unusual for him to come to you like this, all banged up and bloody, but this time is horrible.
There’s a gash along his rib, a smattering of black and blues forming just below it and his lip and cheek are all cut up.
“Estoy bien, amorcita.” He assures you but you flick him off with a wave of your wrist.
You pull the huge first aid kit from under your bed and set it beside him.
“It could get infected and no amount of super humanity with help that.” You worry your bottom lip as you search for the salve, only to be stopped by Miguel’s large palm wrapping around your bicep and tugging you to him.
“Amor, relájate.” He whispers, face ducked to catch a look at you. You sigh, looking down at him trying not to pout.
“You relax buggie,” you whisper, pulling away when he tries to kiss you. “You’re injured.”
Miguel scoffs a laugh, forehead dropping to your shoulder as he realises you’re serious. “Injured is a bit harsh, muñeca.”
He’s buttering you up, you only get called ‘muñeca’ when he’s trying to placate you to get his way.
Even knowing that, it’s hard not to melt under his soft gaze. “You are. And I’m not letting you kiss me while you’re still busted up,” it’s weak even to your ears.
“Mhm,” Miguel relents, a smirk on his face as he lets you clean his already healing wounds. “Mírame por un momento, muñeca.”
You look up instinctively and Miguel leans forward, kissing your lips softly and slowly. It’s like this always, a practices dance with Miguel leading and you melting into the kiss like you’re chocolate that’s been left out a bit too long.
“You’re such a sneaky bastard.” You murmur breathlessly. Miguel doesn’t entertain it though, he only kisses you again and again and again till you’re slack against him and he can pull you in his lap for the rest of the night.
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barbiedome · 10 months
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i need to see more miguel o’hara x bimbo!reader (preferably black) hcs or literally anything like literally right now
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ayoungmilitarywife · 11 months
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Y’all headcanons be going to far sometimes to the point where the characters personality is just wiped away
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romiantic · 10 months
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IHEARTY/N is live!
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IHEARTY/N is live!, atsv characters with a partner who is a twitch streamer !
→ INCLUDING miles, hobie, miguel, gwen
→ READING: streamer!black!reader
→ GENRE + WARNINGS: fluff
→ A/N: everyone is a feen in miguel’s part, protect your man miguel lovers 🤞🏽
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𖦹 ₊˚. MILES MORALES
— miles is either badly awkward or hilariously corny when you’re streaming. okay, the first few times miles was near the camera, he was a nervous wreck, but now he’s gotten comfortable greeting your supporters with a simple ‘sup’ or some corny physics joke
— whenever miles is over at your place while you’re streaming, he’s usually drawing in his notebook or vibing out to some music while lying on your bed. from time to time, he does sit next to you while you’re streaming. whenever he’s there, he’s reading the comments, joining you on whatever game you’re playing, or laying his head on your shoulder watching you. sometimes he’ll end up sleeping and fall into your lap, getting drool over you. not cool morales, not cool
— for some odd reason, he immediately joins you when you're playing sims 4, probably cause he built a family of you and him on his game
— if he isn’t playing video games with you, miles is willing to be your lil assistant by playing music on your tv or grabbing snacks that both of you can share. he was even kind enough to make a playlist for your streams so you wouldn’t have to worry much about entertainment
— your viewers find both of you so adorable and are always making comments on what a cute couple you guys are. sometimes your younger viewers would joke about stealing miles from you but it doesn't phase you. when miles see comments like those, he laughs and plays along sometimes
𖦹 ₊˚. HOBIE BROWN
— “coincidentally” (it's not) hobie is always at your house whenever you’re going to stream. it's like this dude has a calendar of your streaming days and always pops up on those days. when you called him out, he says it’s a coincidence and immediately show his face to the camera
— as much as hobie is a chill ass boyfriend, he does tease you, and your streamers, from time to time. especially when you’re streaming, all of a sudden he wants to pull out his guitar and show off or start “randomly” complimenting how you look. sometimes you tone it down but he’ll mention how the viewers loveeee his flirtation, he can’t turn it down.
— sometimes hobie is a little bit more touchy on camera, but that genuinely depends on his mood. some days he’ll wanna brag that he’s dating y/n and shower you with kisses on camera, and other days, he’ll chill on your bed practicing music. if he does feel more affectionate than usual, he’s teasing skills enhance by ten and that man is flirting heavy
— if he isn’t practicing music, he’s watching you enjoy your game and sometimes ask to join. he does love seeing how intense you can get when playing your favorite games or how funny you react to youtube videos. but most of the time, he’ll chill in your room and just say the most off the wall things to entertain your viewers. half the time it’s him embarrassing you…
𖦹 ₊˚. MIGUEL O’HARA
— not gonna lie, this man HATES being around when you stream. he doesn’t mind you streaming since you love it but the effects of it? oh goodness, this man tries to avoid it at all cost. on a rare occasion miguel shows his face to the camera but don’t expect it to be like once a month
— every time you start streaming, you and the viewers joke if the chat is gonna see miguel fine ass or will they have to beg and cry to see him. newsflash, they won’t! but your chat is so down bad for miguel, it scares him sometimes. they’ll make comments about his body build or his ass, though some of the comments do get out of hand and you end up having to ban those viewers
— the first time miguel showed his face, the chat was so. out of. POCKET. they were going crazy and you almost regret showing your bf to the world. the comments were so unhinged and by the end of that, this man was trending on social media and edits of him were posted left and right
— on a rare occasion, miguel will play some games with you, but not for the entire stream. he’ll only play games that he���s familiar with and no, he won’t play cooking mama with you *eye roll*. though that man get very aggressive while gaming
— while gaming, he will nag you a bit to stop slouching and getting you to close to the screen, but it’s out of love <3
𖦹 ₊˚. GWEN STACY
— gwen loves loves loves streaming with you! she’s always excited to pop up at your house and do nothing but play video games for hours. like the day you told her that you’re a streamer, her face lit up immediately and asked if she could join you. at first she was nervous to be on camera but slowly calmed down as you guys were doing bad at the game, the Quarry. plus, your viewers were quite enjoying some y/n & gwen content
— she’ll sometimes bring her older games and consoles for you to play on the stream, like her nintendo 3ds or ps2. your viewers become excited when gwen shows the games to the camera, they love the nostalgic feeling and love it when you look somewhat puzzled when playing the games. if it’s not gta, you gonna be sitting there with question marks above your head. don’t worry, gwen will teach you :)
— not all the time gwen joins your streams, she can get camera shy and sometimes she’ll have band practice or “school stuff” to do. also, on days where she’s not feeling too well, but still wants to hang out with you, she’ll wait in your living room and binge watch whatever’s good. sometimes she’ll comment on the stream with multiple smiling emojis
— I see gwen as an expert gamer herself, it’s like a safe space for her. so she definitely knows how to take care of herself while gaming hours and shares those tips with you. if you’re distracted by your game for too long, she’ll remind you to take a quick stretch or drink some water. she’ll even have small snacks next to her so you won’t get hungry
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⭑ these were so fun to make AAAAAAAAH !! my fav parts to write were hobie + gwen :). lowkey might make a part 2 !!
𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐃 💗: Philippians 4:6!
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SPIDERMAN: ATSV MASTERLIST + MAIN MASTERLIST
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© 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗂. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽
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ms5m1th · 10 months
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Arguing or Fighting w/ husband!Miguel O'Hara and H.E.R.
🪨Hard Place🪨
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