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indecisive-capricorn · 2 months

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Headcanons to Miguel O'Hara x Pregnant Reader:

WARNINGS: There will be a bit of angst, grief, mentions of child loss, but loads of fluff.

SUMMARY: Getting pregnant is one thing, but how will your beloved partner, Miguel O'Hara, react to it when he finds out? And how will he be like throughout your pregnancy?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I have been noticing that for the last few months, the Miguel O'Hara imagines are decreasing and I am still very high in my reader phase for him, so in an attempt to feed my fellow still on high Miguel O'Hara lovers, I'll be posting several imagines or headcanons for him. Apologies if it's a little rough, been some time since I made a headcanon.

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When you first found out you were pregnant, you were quite unsure what to do. It wasn't as if you were afraid that Miguel might abandon you or anything, but because of what had happened with Gabriella, you knew children was a very sensitive topic for him.

You had talked with Miguel in the past about children and he considered the possibility of having children with you in the future but he didn't feel as if he was ready for kids yet. He was still grieving over Gabriella and you didn't blame him. She was his kid and no parent should ever have to endure the feeling of losing their child, but he has to and it was a scar that he would bring along with him throughout his life.

That was the reason why you are quite nervous to tell Miguel the news and you actually tried to keep it hidden from him for some time. You managed to do a good job at it but it also made you accidentally distant yourself from Miguel too.

Miguel was quick to catch on that something was wrong. Look, you can be the greatest liar in the world and he will still manage to find out your deepest secrets without needing you to tell him any of them. But even before you distant yourself from him, Miguel was able to sense the changes your body was going through. He wasn't precisely sure what it was but he knew something was different and you could blame it on his spider senses for giving him the ability to know that.

Miguel thought you were on your period at first and needed space, but he grew suspicious when your behaviour still had't changed after a few weeks.

And that was when he decided to confront you about your behaviour. He missed your light touches, your cuddles and your daily kisses, especially the cheek kisses you usually give him every morning before going to work or before going on a long mission. He missed pulling you into his arms while sleeping in bed with you, only to have you scooting to the far side of the bed the last few weeks. He missed you so much and he was hurt by your actions as well.

Even with how nervous you were, you didn't want to hide the truth from Miguel any longer, so you told him about your pregnancy.

Shock was an absolute understandment to describe Miguel's reaction to the news. Like, all the signs of your pregnancy the past few weeks came up to him in large capital letters. He should've known from it all but then again, even if you were already displaying a small baby bump, Miguel would only believe it once you actually said it to him.

Miguel would be happy next and he'll be kissing your cheek. He'll say that it is a wonderful news and would ask you for more details about the pregnancy and the baby's health. He'll be quite joyful about it but you knew that there was more to it than that.

You knew your partner better than anyone in the multi-verse and you knew for a fact that while Miguel was more than happy and excited about the news, you also knew that Miguel felt very scared. He was scared that he might fail to protect you and the baby the same way he failed to protect Gabriella. He would swear to you on that day that no harm would ever come to you or the baby as long as he's alive, but it still didn't vanish the fear inside him.

It is something Miguel can't control. Ever since Gabriella died, Miguel had closed off almost everyone in order to protect himself from losing more loved ones. It changed when he met you. You had slowly but surely began to tear down his walls, and encourage him to fight his fears.

His fears continues to stay in him, but you are always there to assure and remind him that you and the baby will be with him for a very, very long time.

After he has gotten over his initial worries and fears, Miguel will be celebrating the news with you. It could be going to your favourite restaurant for dinner or even something as simple as going to the park for a walk and get ice cream. It didn't matter how they celebrate it as long as his beautiful baby mama is happy.

Miguel is the type of person who reads every pregnancy book he can get his hands on. He'll also be taking notes of every word the doctor says during your pregnancy and Miguel will be the one to ask the doctor lots of questions in each appointment. The doctor might think you love to chat and talk about the baby but boy, Miguel could be bringing a whole damn book filled with questions about the baby and your pregnancy, and that wouldn't even be enough to stop him from asking. Miguel is actually tempted to get a personal doctor for you. The guy is filthy rich after all, but you protested against the idea and he decided not to. Of course, he'll secretly have a personal doctor in his contacts and if you ever found out about it, he'll just say it's a precaution.

Speaking of being filthy rich, when it comes to buying things for you and the baby, there is no budget. Before you were pregnant, you still somehow managed to convince him to give a limit when it comes to spending his money, but after he finds out you're pregnant? Yeah no, Miguel will be spending a shit ton of money because it's the love of his life and the mother of his child we're talking about here! He's not paying attention to the price tags, just paying attention to the quality because Miguel only wants the best of the best for his family.

One of the things Miguel knows is really important is quality time and throughout your pregnancy, he tries to be less at work. Miguel can't be out of work completely since the multi-verse needs him, but he can find people to cover his work while he's away to spend time with you.

Miguel is overprotective of you. He has always been protective and perhaps a tad possessive before, especially when there are other guys around, but he is much more protective when you're pregnant. Miguel knows you're not fragile. Hell, he worked with Jessica while she was heavily pregnant and she could have still easily beaten his ass. But there's this instinct that keeps on urging him to just be on guard all the time and because of it, Miguel is always on guard, unless you two are at home alone together.

Miguel adores your growing baby bump. It could still be a small one and Miguel would already be in love with it. He is always touching your stomach, either caressing it gently or leaving several kisses, and this continues on as it grows over time. Miguel's eyes will shine brightly whenever he feels the baby kick.

With that being said, every wish you make is Miguel's command. He will do anything and everything to make you as comfortable and relaxed as you can be. Swollen feets? Miguel's there to massage them. Late night cravings? Miguel's already on the way to the grocery store to buy the ingredients. Suddenly bursting into tears because of your hormones? Miguel's immediately there to comfort you.

Miguel doesn't usually like to take pictures but he tries to take some pictures of you throughout your pregnancy and put them all in a single photo album. He'll also put in the pictures that he had kept of each ultrasound appointment into the album. He does this so that one day when the baby is finally born and has grown much older, Miguel wants to be able to remember all the times of your pregnancy. The photo album is definitely one of his most cherished things and he'll be adding more pictures to it once the baby is born.

Overall, Miguel will be a little scared at first but he will always be very supportive of you throughout your pregnancy and try to be the best partner he can be to you and be the best father to your baby.

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madschiavelique · 9 months

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your headcanon description of miguel’s dick let’s goo woof woof 💃

okay bear with me

as we all know by simple observation and deduction, this man (like everything about his body) is huge.

i am hesitating between him being a grower (changes size significantly when erect) or a shower (doesn't change much of length when erect but becomes much more rigid) BUT i'm kinda leaning towards shower 'cause i feel like this man is naturally big.

for the length, i'd say probably something like 8,8 inches (22,5 cm), as for the girth, if you were to use your fingers to wrap around it or used a measuring tape to measure it and unrolled it after going around it i'd say 5,1 inches (13cm).

as for the colour palette, here are my thoughts :

normal colour : #9c6749 tip/head : #9c6249 pubes : #1f0c02

as a lovely anon mentioned it right here, here's his cum analysis :

miguel cums in spurts. hot, sticky, long spurts. egg white color, jelly like texture. semi salty.

i think he also has a few prominent veins

and also, he shaves his pubes from times to time (he's tidy so it's no surprise that he shaves it)

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a060403 · 5 months

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𝐒𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥.

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: R18, smutt, afab!reader, fingering, edging, blowjob, slapping, cum licking, dark!miguel, free use, throat fuck, explicit language, heavy smut, not proofread, long story ahead, grammatical errors, oneshot

✒ 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐀/𝐍: Hello, I hope you enjoy this piece. I'm sorry for the grammatical errors ahead, English is not my first language but I do try to fix it.

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈!!!

As the sun dipped toward the horizon, you thoroughly did the household chores, with the music enveloping the house in its energetic rhythm, immersing you in the task at hand. Amidst the beat, the door opened and Miguel stepped inside completely drained. He released a heavy sigh, dropping his belongings onto the couch before walking toward the kitchen. You were too busy to hear the door let alone notice his presence behind you. Miguel observed you with a faint smirk, swaying your hips to the music. Stealthily, he made his way towards you, a quiet yet mischievous presence.

You turned around, startled by his sudden appearance. Your heart raced as he stood there, watching you sway to the music. His smirk sent shivers down your spine - a mixture of fear and anticipation. “Did you need something?” you asked, trying to maintain your composure. But inside, you knew that tonight would be different. The tension between you had been building for weeks, and now it seemed like fate had brought you together under these intimate circumstances.

Miguel took a step closer, his eyes never leaving yours. “I was thirsty for water but I think I need something else besides that now,” he said softly, his voice rough with desire. “Something to help me forget about my day.” Before you could react, he was upon you, his hands running up your arms as he pulled you close. Your bodies pressed against each other, igniting a fire that neither of you could contain any more.

He bent you over the countertop, your cheek hitting the cold tiled surface. You tried to squirm away, but his grip on your arms was too strong. His eyes burned into yours as he ripped the thin material covering your legs, exposing your wetness to him.

“Miguel,” you whispered, hoping that he would relent and let you go. But he only stared at the sight of having you like this - trapped, submissive, and helpless. He rubbed himself onto you, the heat of his erection pressing against your still-clothed pussy, he smirked. “You're already this wet? I haven't even done anything yet, cariño.”

Your heart raced as he continued to tease you, his smirk never leaving his face. Suddenly, a hard slap fell on your ass cheeks - the first of many more to come. “Stop it!” you cried out in pain and humiliation. But he only laughed, seemingly enjoying this power trip too much to stop now.

Slap after slap, each one harder than the last, leaving behind a stinging sensation that refused to go away. You tried squirming and twisting to escape his grasp, but it was futile against his strength.

By the time he finally stopped, your ass felt like it was on fire. Tears streamed down your face as you waited for what would happen next. You froze as you felt his hot breath on the side of your face. His lips grazed the soft skin of your ear, sending shivers down your spine. “Does it hurt? Tell me, amor. Does it hurt?”

Before you could respond, another hard slap landed on your burning ass cheeks. “Yes! Yes! It hurts!” you sobbed, tears streaming down your face. “It hurts!” He grinned, a wicked glint in his eyes. “I don't believe you,” he growled, his voice dark and threatening. You felt a jolt of fear go through you as his fingers dipped inside your folds, soaked with your arousal. “See… If it hurts, I don't think you'd be dripping like this. Completely soaked like a fucking whore.” As he spoke, he pushed his fingers deep into you, finding your entrance and thrusting into you slowly.

Your lips trembled, unable to hide the conflicting emotions that raged within you. A delicate shiver danced across your mouth, an intricate blend of the delightful tingling of pleasure and the subtle twinge of pain. You closed your eyes, trying to block out everything except for the sensations he was giving you. His fingers were moving inside you, finding your sensitive spots and teasing them mercilessly. Every time you thought you couldn't take anymore, he would find a way to push your boundaries just a little further.

As you moaned his name, your body arched towards him unconsciously, begging for more. You had never felt so alive, so vulnerable, so exposed. And yet, there was something about this feeling that made you crave it even more. The pace of his fingers quickened, pushing you closer to your impending orgasm. “Miguel,” you cried out, your walls clenching around his fingers as they pushed deeper inside you.

Your legs began to shake uncontrollably, and for a moment, you let yourself bask in this feeling of pleasure. But just as you were about to climax, he pulled his fingers out - leaving your cunt clamping down on nothing but air. You gasped, the sudden loss of stimulation making you feel even more exposed and vulnerable than before. Tears stung your eyes as you tried to comprehend what had just happened.

He pulled your body up and turned you around to face him. A satisfied smirk was on his lips as he wiped away your tears. “So beautiful,” he murmured, his breath hot against your skin.

“Miguel please...” you whimpered, unable to look at him. But he silenced you with a kiss on your temple. “Shh. On your knees querida,” he growled. “No he terminado aún.” With shaking hands, you obeyed his command. Kneeling before him, you could feel the heat of his gaze burning into you. His hardened cock poked out from his pants, demanding attention.

He freed his cock from his pants, already hard and leaking pre-cum at the tip. “Open your mouth,” he commanded, his voice low and threatening. You hesitated for a moment before obeying. Slowly, you opened your mouth, feeling the anticipation build up inside of you. Without warning, he pushed his cock into your mouth, filling it to the brim with his size. You gagged around him, trying not to choke on him as he began to thrust in and out of your throat. His hands tangled in your hair, holding you in place as he took what he wanted from you.

Every time he pulled out, he'd smear the pre-cum across your lips, teasing you with the taste of your own desire. And every time he pushed back in, it felt like he was invading your very soul.

This wasn't enough.

He wanted more.

He needed more.

With rough hands, he gripped your head and forced your mouth open wider. Then, without warning, he pushed the full length of his thick cock inside your mouth. His cock head pushed against the back of your throat, causing you to gag and choke on him as he filled you up completely. From outside, his cock's bulge was visible even as it disappeared into your throat. His eyes were wild, his breathing labored as he pushed further and further into you, taking what he wanted without any care or consideration for your limits.

“Fuck, that's it. That's— fucking— it”

You could feel his heat inside you, searing you from the inside out. It felt like he was branding you with his desire, leaving a mark that you would never forget. Tears cascade down your cheeks as you feel the air escape your lungs. Suffocation was just around the corner, and your vision began to blur.

He pulled his cock out of your mouth for a split second before pushing it back in again, harder this time. With each thrust of his hips, he was completely fucking your mouth, taking everything you had to give and more.

His hands gripped tightly onto your head, holding you in place as he took control of the situation. You were nothing but a vessel for his pleasure, and he intended to use you until there was nothing left inside of you. “I'm close Y/N,” he growled, his voice rough with desire. “So fucking close querida—fuck!

His thrusts became more messy and relentless, his breathing heavy, beads of sweat on his beautiful brown skin. He fucked your mouth harder, pleasure coursing through his whole body as finally reached euphoria. With a loud groan, he exploded inside you, his hot cum filling your mouth to the brim. You swallowed it all down eagerly, savoring the taste of him on your tongue.

He pulled out of your mouth, his cock still hard and leaking. He looked down at you with a mix of desire and satisfaction. With a slow, deliberate motion, he stroked his cock, shooting his remaining cum onto your face until it was dripping with his seed. You closed your eyes, letting out a soft moan as the sensation of his cum washed over you.

“So fucking beautiful.”

𝐀/𝐍: I do not own any of the pictures and are solely from Pinterest.

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mandowifey · 9 months

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What happened after reader and miguel’s lovemaking??? Morning after scenario is?

Sunrise

Miguel O'hara x Fem!Reader

Warnings: dark!Miguel, noncon, creampie, forced orgasm, captive reader, standing sex, lots of praise, kissing. Just general dark and hopeless energy with smut. This is part of the Dark!Miguel series I am doing.

Word count: 1.9k

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When your eyes first opened, you were hit with the stark realization that this was not your home. You also noticed that you were naked, covered in a dark red sheet with a large form snoring softly beside you. As the events of last night sparked in the back of your brain, your hand clapped to feel the puncture marks on the side of your neck. What happened had been real, and your assailant was still with you.

Staring at the man - Spider-Man, you recalled - you began to carefully slip out of bed. The sounds of his slumber remained steady as your limbs slipped from under the sheet and touched down onto cold, tiled floor. This place was quiet aside from Spider-Man's snores and your heart pounding in your ears. Tip toeing around the bed, you searched the dark bedroom and located a t-shirt on a dresser. Yanking it on, you rummage through the drawers until you find a pair of red boxer shorts and promptly step into them.

You step towards the open door in agonizing silence, forcing your limbs to move as slow as possible to avoid accidentally waking him up. Not looking back, you step along the front of the house and past the open kitchen and living area. Due to the limited light, you couldn't make sense of any furniture aside from the kitchen island and a microwave that read '6:48'.

The front door had to be somewhere along this wall, so you hoped. Blindly groping your hands out, you find a flat surface and follow along it, wishing that it'd shape into an exit so you could flee. Being in the dark, barely dressed, and in a strangers house wasn't an ideal situation, but you'd be dammed if you didn't try to run.

Something juts from the otherwise flat wall and indicates a door frame. You draw a gasp, then fumble as your fingers press to the shape of a handle. Thanking every god known to man, you grope along the door in search of the lock, perspiration gathering on your temples and back of your neck. Every second felt like an hour, especially standing out in the open like this.

"Sneaky."

The voice comes from behind you, and you nearly jump out of your skin. You can make out the shape of him now, and his voice brings you back to the night before. "Stay the fuck away from me." You hiss, still trying to find the lock. He chuckles, his heavy footsteps loud as he prowls to you. The dark only heightened the prey instincts to run, but the rational part in your mind - the part untouched by fear - told you that was a bad idea.

"You were close to getting out, I mean." His voice was like warm velvet. "Doors here open on a pressure control on the wall - I'm guessing you were looking for a lock." Miguel's voice became louder as he approached. "Smart, but not quite enough. It's a shame. Wouldn't have minded starting the day with a jog." Your stomach twists when he chuckles. This situation, your panic, it was all some amusing joke to him.

"Fuck you."

You can feel his presence looming over yours, catching a flash of red as he closes in.

"Okay."

Large hands capture your hips, and you're lifted off your feet, held against the door. Now that you were not paralyzed, you began to fight. You become an animal, claws and teeth, shrieking curses as you swing out at him and hit at anything you could. The impacts have no effect, and the man simply chuckles as he holds you in place. "So kitty has claws. That's cute." When you swing in the direction of his mouth, your open palm strikes his cheek and silence follows.

"Huh." A breath fans your face as Miguel chuckles. "Wanna see mine?" His mouth was near your ear, drawing goosebumps and sending a shiver down your spine. Before you could tell him where to shove it, lips press over your own and smother your words. Miguel encompasses you, kissing you like a long-lost lover. Your taste and the way you squirm and push his shoulders had him hard already.

Kicking your legs, you try to turn your head away from him, letting out disgusted groans. Miguel licks into your mouth, and your tongue tingles strangely. That was when you recalled the venom and how he'd bitten and paralyzed you. Heart racing, you slow your struggle, understanding that having some control was better than laying limp like a doll for him again.

He breaks the kiss and nips along your jaw. "Good girl." His hands work in tandem, one pushong up your (his) shirt, and the other effortlessly yanking off the boxers you'd stolen. Dropping his head, Miguel latches the heat of his mouth around your left nipple and you wheek in surprise. The suction sent a shiver through you, briefly stunning you before your senses returned. "S-stop-" you croak, a hand in his wild curls and trying to pull him off. "Please-"

Miguel hums and licks over the pert bud before popping his mouth off. He wordlessly kisses your ribs before licking a path up your body to your lips. He seals his mouth to yours as he adjusts your legs to wrap around his hips, sitting you against the bulge in his briefs. "Feel that, hm? That's what you do to me." His words were husky, breathless as he begins to grind up into your bare cunt. Your head spins with disgust and shame as the friction begins to dampen you. Head turned, you resume pushing at his shoulders.

"Please let me go," you gasp, "I just wanna go home." Miguel smoothed a large palm to your throat and wrapped his fist around it, not squeezing just yet, but the message was clear.

"You are home."

Tears sting your eyes as you squirm, your knees trying to shut but only succeeding in squeezing his hips. "Shh, shh." His mouth finds yours, kissing you and pushing his tongue down your throat. Bringing a knee up, Miguel keeps you seated against his thigh so he could use his free hand to tug his briefs down enough to spring out his aching cock.

In the dark, you couldn't see it, but knew what you were up against. This time, you weren't going to be paralyzed, and you were scared it would hurt. Fisting himself, Miguel released your throat and held you up with one hand on your hip. "Open wide, princess." There is a sickening smile to his words. Miguel drags the swollen tip of his dick through your folds and nudges your clit. You tense, then clamp your teeth into your lip, not wanting to validate this disgusting behavior.

"There you are," he sighs as he aligns with your weeping hole. Before you could begin your protesting, Miguel forces inside of you in a burning stretch that makes your head drop back against the door. Mind going white hot, you dig your blunt nails into the meat of his forearms and choke out another soft 'stop' as he begins to bottom out inside of you.

The tip nudges your end, and you shudder. Miguel groans softly against your neck, peppering you in delicate kisses. "Such a good girl." He sighed and took his time leisurely dragging his cock in and out of you, loving the way you squeezed around him. "All wet, just for me." Miguel nips your pulse and you give a strangled sort of sob. He had a way about him that somehow managed to hit all those special buttons inside of you. While you hated him and were afraid, you found yourself sinking against him and struggling less.

"That's it," Miguel groans as he begins to rut into you, his pelvis impacting your thighs and causing you to bounce rapidly against the door. Each strike knocked out a whine and a gasp, your eyes fluttering as the swollen head of his dick rammed across your gspot with pinpoint accuracy. He filled you to capacity, stretching you to your limit and plugging you so full you would remember his presence inside of you when he was finished.

Digging your nails into his shoulders, you rake your fingers down his biceps and make him hiss against you. He mutters in Spanish, causing goosebumps to raise on your skin. "Gonna cum for me?" He sounded drunk, wasted on your pussy and how good you felt for him. "Gonna coat my cock? Hmm? Fall apart, just for me baby girl. I wanna feel you squeeze me again." He grinned as he moved and pecked your open mouth, his tongue flicking between your parted lips.

Stars flashed behind your eyelids, and your noises grew from pitiful sobs to loud, shrieking groans. Had he drugged you? Did Spider-Man have some sort of brain manipulation power? Disgust could come later. Now you were focused on chasing your release. "F-fuck," you squeak out, chest heaving as he continues to strike deep inside of you. Miguel's own noises came louder, which you assumed indicated he was close too. He kissed you again, swallowing your groans as he fucked up into you relentlessly hard. The super human stamina coming in handy, he hadn't slowed down once since starting.

Your brain became fuzzy, forgetting for just a couple of wonderful seconds that you weren't being forced on against your will. You shriek out, hugging your legs around his hips as you cum. Miguel grunts and drops his head to your neck, more focused on yanking you down into him as he bucks. Your milking walls were too much, his thrusting became unwound and uneven as he suddenly pushes all the way inside. His cock throbbed hard, and you felt a searing warmth inside your body that coated your innards in sheets.

Panting, Miguel kisses your neck and jaw, cooing as he keeps your bodies connected. "Don't wanna waste it," He muttered, nosing your pulse point and nipping it gently. "Such a good girl, you did so well. You're beautiful when you cum, princess." Smiling, he leans his head back to look at your face, watching as you went from basking in your after glow to disgust. Your head turns and your eyes close, feeling a sting in your eyes.

"Shh, shh. There's no time to cry. Sunrise is in 7 minutes." He pecked your lips and you grunt as his cock drags out of you. There was a rush of warmth that spilled out after him and he chuckled. "I'll clean you up afterwards." Miguel doesn't set you down and instead carries you towards the bedroom. You were boneless, legs like jell-o and head fuzzy as he opened the curtains and sat on the floor with you on his lap. The two of you still bare as you watched the city and the sun as it began to crawl from the horizon.

For a long time, you appreciate the sunrise for what it was and how little of a fight you'd put up against Miguel. Your thoughts are distracted when he presses a kiss against your scalp, those strong arms wrapping around you and securing you against his broad chest.

"Can't wait to spend every day watching the sunrise with you."

Every day,

You felt your heart sink into the pit of your stomach, and when your eyes stung again, you didn’t fight the tears.

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desb3ar · 3 months

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First Kiss Headcannons | Miguel O'Hara

We need more cute first kiss headcanons. please. (this is VERY informal. just late night babble <3)

i think, when y'all finally kiss, he'd get a lil bit desperate, progressively. he a lil touch starved

arms are definitely wrapped around you. this is YALLS MOMENT and he wanna make it last. (bonus points if his hand is on the back of your head)

before this, he was nervous asf. he's a bit shy here, not the "omg stawwp uwu" typa shit, i mean like,, fumble his words, awkward asf, and cant formulate a sentence or even think of one when you step up breh.

im sure he'd say thank you and appreciate this so m u c h cuz i can imagine it had been a while since he had this sorta moment with someone.

with that being said, if you put a hand on his cheek, he's melting on it, 1000000%. im a sucker for that trope.

im not sure if he would back track and be kissed or he will be forward at that very moment and be the kisser but aye,, both is good.

im pretty sure that he'd be touchy asf after that... not like, sexually, just being closer knowing that a ur comfortable. straight cuddle bug. care bear. frfr.

like, he been waiting to see how this would turn out because looooooooorddd,,, he couldnt say anything. too scared. so he just waits to see what you would do and takes notes. (ur more straight forward here... and maybe liked seeing him that way, therefore you dragged this out a little bit... men being complete lost puppies following you is CUTE.)

he fuhshow gonna keep giving you lil kisses from that point on. lil pecks on the cheek, head, lips, u r whole face fam.

then when you guys kiss, miguel would be shocked asf in the first second, but then he, yet again, melts like candle wax.

i could go on 4ever with the cute shit because yk... its miguel. (he would never but i can dream. damn.)

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tenaciousduckpoetry · 10 months

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What the ASTV Boys Love about you!

Warnings: does fluff count??? Lots of fluff lol, slight mention of panic in Miguel's section, reader is mentioned to know Spanish

Tried keeping it as gender neutral as possible!

Miles Morales

- The way you call him, mi vida. You already knew some (or were fluent) in Spanish. However, you didn't necessarily speak it often. There weren't much times where you needed to other than around family. So, when you first called him 'mi vida' he basically malfunctioned. His cheeks went pink and his jaw dropped, but he snapped back quickly after you called his name. It was so simple but he truly new you were the one.

Pavitr Prabhakar

- Where to start.. This man loves everything about you, from the way you look to the way your mind works. Personally, I think his favourite thing about you would be how you look when you're concentrating. Whether you poke your tongue out or bite your bottom lip, he's so entranced, watching you with the look of a lovesick puppy. He enjoys seeing you so passionate about something.

Hobie Brown

- He loves the way you hold his face when you're fixing a bloody nose or a cut above his eyebrow. Heck, he loves the feeling of your slightly calloused yet still soft hands against his sharp cheeks. The way you're so apologetic when he winces as you're cleaning a cut, but you scold him after just so he knows you're serious. It has his stomach doing happy little flips knowing you care so much about him with just this simple touch.

Miguel O'Hara

- He loves the minimal physical touches you offer. The gentle brush of fingers or a simple caress of his shoulder. It's comforting, but not overwhelming. He isn't huge on PDA, so you not being overly touchy is something he loves so dearly. It's something where touch says more than words. He knows that you understand when he's stressed or upset when you give his hand a squeeze, a gentle reminder to help him ground himself.

Peter B Parker

- He loves your hair. Whether it's short, long, or a mohawk. He loves how soft it looks, the gentle touch to it. His favourite thing is to touch it while cuddling. You could be wrapped up in his arms and he'd somehow be twirling your hair between his forefinger and thumb. It's more of a habit. You know how some baby's play with their hair to go to sleep?? That is exactly what Peter does, but with your hair.

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stars-before-sunrise · 10 months

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(HCs) When they found out your ex was abusive

joel miller, miguel o'hara, jake lockley, bucky barnes

reader is: female

warning: mentions of past abuse

tag: @evyiione

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Joel Miller

Silent treatment. And then Joel's gone. He's out the door, God knows where. He probably went to cool off, not wanting to yell at you and accidentally say hurtful words. He's wiser anyway, he knew better. But you're worried. Worried that what you did was so stupid it broke the most important relationship of your life. Worried that you'll lose Joel and he'll hate you. So you spent the day cleaning the house, cooking, baking, doing everything that could show Joel that you're still worth it. Once Joel was back, he's surprised by the cleanest house he's ever seen, an incredible meal ready, and you, looking beautiful. Beautiful, but there's fear in your eyes. "Sweetheart, what's happenin'?" He asked. "I.. I cooked. I cleaned the house too.. oh, here," You walked up to him and took his coat. "Let me get that." It reminded Joel of the 70s, where women were still expected to do these things. He didn't like it one bit. It's not you at all. "What are you doing?" He whispered, concern filling his voice as he stopped your for a second. You blinked a few times, before the tears started. "Please don't leave me, Joel. I can be a good partner to you, I promise, I- I'll do anything you ask, just say it-" "Oh, sweetheart." Joel hugged you tight. That's when he realized something bad probably happened to you in your previous relationship. "I'm not leaving you. Ever." "But I- I thought-" "We were fighting, yea, but it's okay. Couples fight." He said, wiping your tears away. "And always remember that when we do fight, it's never me against you, okay? We're fighting against the problem."

Miguel O'Hara

He never realized it; the way you'd flinch every time he'd raise his voice. Miguel raised his voice a lot, that's just who he is, but he does get extra heated when he's angry. And you're a fighter, you're not soft, so he didn't expect it from you. It wasn't until Lyla pointed it out that he started noticing. "Cariño, I.." You turned your head towards him. "What's up?" Miguel shook his head. "Nothing." Miguel made a note after that to never raise his voice at you. If you're having an argument, he'd figure out another way to get his point across. This didn't go unnoticed by you. You realized Miguel suddenly was more reluctant to argue, took a few beats before replying, and taking deep breaths. One would think he's taking anger management classes. "Miguel, are you okay?" He looked at you and blinked. "Yes, why?" "You're... quieter." "Uh-huh." You frowned. "Like on purpose. Why?" Miguel sighed, knowing you're not about to drop this topic. "You flinch whenever I raise my voice, so.. I'm working on it. I don't want you to be scared of me." You softened at his reply and jumped into his arms. "Ay, mi Miguelito. You've gone soft on me." "Mm," He hummed in agreement. "I don't mind. As long as I've got you, mami."

Jake Lockley

Jake always found it odd when you'd ask him permission for everything. It wasn't as ridiculous as going to the bathroom, but it would be when you're about to go out, grab a drink, buy something, hell, even the way you dress. "Jake, is it okay if I go out tomorrow? Maggie wants to catch up." "Hey Jake, I found a nice dress online I want to buy. Look. You think it'd be okay to buy it?" "Do you think this dress is okay for me to wear? Yeah? Are you sure?" He found it endearing at first, wanting to include him in every single thought of yours, but then he started thinking if something else could be the reason why you're acting this way. "Amor," Jake sat you down, but truthfully unsure of how he's going to talk about this with you. "Can I ask you a question?" "Sure." He held your hand, rubbing it a few times. "Why do you ask my permission for everything?" He then saw your face wince, and he wanted to kill himself then and there. "I'm sorry," You apologized. "I wanted to make sure you're okay with everything, and I'm not stepping on your toes.. I.." "..Did your ex use to do that?" You nodded slowly. "I know it's a problem, and I'm working on it with my therapist, I swear, but it's hard and I don't know if you'd-" "Amor, amor." Jake calmed you down before you went into panic mode. "How about this; every time those questions pop up in that beautiful head of yours, I want you to answer it with 'This is my decision, Jake respects it'. Because I truly do, amor." You gave him an appreciative smile. "Okay. I'll try."

Bucky Barnes

There was a meeting with FBI, for some reason. You're dreading it already, but at least Bucky was there with you. Bucky was acting as your guard and you were representing the Avengers, despite not being an Avenger yourself. "Sorry to keep you waiting, gentlemen, I-" "Well, well, well." A familiar voice started. "How have you been, sweetcheeks?" Bucky frowned at the nickname. You clenched your jaw. "Harvey. Why'd they send you here?" "I volunteered," He said with ease, "Figured I'd visit my girl." You sighed, trying not to let him get to you. "We're over, Harvey. Now let's just talk about what the FBI needs and be done with it." "The FBI can wait." He smirked. "Winter Soldier, right? Mind giving us some privacy?" You took in a sharp breath. "I'm staying." Bucky sternly said while keeping a worried eye on you. "Alright." Harvey scoffed. A series of snarky comebacks were exchanged, but the meeting was finally over. You kept your distance from Harvey, even refusing to shake his hand. And now he's making it a problem. Again. "Come on, sweetcheeks." He approached you, and Bucky immediately stood closer to you. Harvey then reached his hand out for a handshake, and when you refused again, he tried to grab your chin. But Bucky was faster and stopped his hand. "Back off, right now." Bucky glared. Once Harvey flicked his hand away and left, you finally exhaled. It felt like you were trapped in his house all over again and you couldn't escape. "Baby," Bucky caught you as you were about to fall. "I got you. I got you. You're okay. You're safe." Bucky didn't know what happened between you, but it's never good. Especially not if Harvey's looking back at you and had a big smirk on his face.

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cherryberry-sugarandspice · 7 months

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Gabriel O'Hara with Chubby!Reader HC

Because we need Gabriel too

Gabriel absolutely adores you. From top to bottom he thinks, no, knows you're perfect and the one for him

he has to be constantly touching you. touching your hips, tummy, elbows, or laying in your soft lap

Gabriel is very open with his feelings, especially when it comes to you. He will make it known to the world that he's in love with you and doesn't care if people think he's a weirdo for declaring his love so loudly. You have to know how much he loves you

On your insecure days, Gabriel wants to be there for you. It physically pains him seeing you cringe from the mirror or squeezing at your fat, because he doesn't see anything wrong with you. He might not understand, but he will try to be there for you the best way he can. If you don't want to be touched, he'll be around you, trying to distract yourself from dark thoughts.

Gabriel likes staring at your stretchmarks. They're pretty and look like opal jewels. He'll kiss all of your stretchmarks and nibble on them just to hear you squeal

He'll move your hands away from your face to see you laugh, because oh my god, do you look so beautiful when you laugh. the way your face lights up, crinkles in the corners of your eyes, and how you try to shy away from him.

At restaurants, he'll tell you to order what you want. He knows you don't want a bland salad because who the hell wants that? Gabriel loves you for you. He's not a shallow man. He loves the look on your face when you receive your favorite food and even tries to take a bite of it, but then you pinch him and he laughs.

Lying in bed, he wants to be up in you, face between your breasts and body pressed against yours. Or your back against his and he has a hand on your belly, rubbing his nose into your hair.

You're everything to Gabriel. He loves you for your laughter, kind heart, contagious smile, or how you stare at him with the same love he has for you.

Gabriel O'Hara loves you so much

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lewdmommie · 11 months

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Being edged by Spider-Man 2099(Miguel O’Hara)

🎀Warning🎀:18+NSFW, bondage, praise kink, degradation kink, language etc

Miguel O’Hara fic on my page link below ⬇️ 💗

“Speak up I can’t hear you, use your words mamita.” Kisses the ball gag in your mouth.

Restrains your wrist and ankles with his web rendering you helpless. He loves taking full control over your body.

Pours hot wax from your neck to your navel. Loves watching you whimper and writhe at every drop.

“Breathe baby, that’s it one,two,three…you’re doing so good.” He praises stroking your cheek lovingly.

Rest his hand on the back of your head, pulling you into the nape of his neck as he massages your clit.

“You can take it…I know you can hermosa(beautiful), just a little longer. You’re almost there, Awh don’t beg baby it’s pathetic” He teases.

Loves biting and the sweet taste of your blood.

Uses toys making sure you’re as overstimulated as possible.

Licks away your tears as you beg to cum.

“I hate seeing my mamita cry so I’ll give you exactly what you’ve been begging for.”

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scoopdi-woop · 11 months

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What Miguel looks like under the suit

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simpcityy · 10 months

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Hi! :)

Can I request a one shot or head cannons if the spider teens + Miguel (platonic) with a reader who is like jolyne cujoh from Jo-Jos bizarre adventure they are also a spider person I’ll link below jolyne and her stand in case you do pick up this request and don’t know much about either of them

Stone free/stone ocean -> https://jojo.fandom.com/wiki/Stone_Free

Jolyne cujoh/kujo -> https://jojowiki.com/Jolyne_Cujoh

Anyways have a nice day/night :)

My second ever request! It took so long to write this since I was having a hard time, I'm not familiar with Jo-jos Bizarre Adventure but after seeing the amazing color concept and style, it's on my list to watch! Remember to stay hydrated and to keep on simping! ( I hope this is what you had mind 😊)

Hobie: 🧷The moment he met you, one thing came to mind. You’re going to be his new partner in crime. The moment he heard about your small crimes you’ve committed since you were young. You would be perfect in his small projects of fighting the government establishment. 🧷 Especially hearing the time you were in a maximum-Security Ward; he definitely wants to help you put more crap into your government establishment in your earth as well. It must have been tough for you, but he salutes you for pushing it through, making you more amazing to him. Heck, he has mad respect for you for taking one for the team knowing you were innocent. He looks at you talking with others, just by the way you look, he wouldn’t have a clue that you went through so much. He definitely wouldn’t mind doing favors for you, he doesn’t believe in taking orders but you’re an exception. 🧷Whenever he finds matching pins, he always hands you the other half. “What’s this? Wouldn’t you give this to Pav?” “Nah, this suits you more” Would be his excuse, seeing you wear the pins on your suit or bag got him smiling proudly since the pins were pretty much saying ‘fuck the govenment’ and so on.

Gwen: 🥁Your style is what brought her closer to you before dating you. She wonders if you dyed your hair all by yourself but one thing, she could agree is that your style is pretty cool. She even thinks about growing her hair out to try cool and funky hairstyles like yours. 🥁The first time she talked to you; her first conversation started was. “Can you adopt me?” “What…” Was your only response to her odd question. Gwen has to admit, having you as an older/younger sibling would be so cool and fun.

🥁It kind of happened over time, you two would dye each other's hair and even taught Gwen to do your signature hairstyle on yourself. Motivating the girl to grow her hair out to do a similar style like yours and even dye her hair more to express herself.

Pav: 🍵Once you stepped foot into the HQ, he was asking all sorts of questions. Is your hair naturally like that? What’s your Stands job? How were you bit? So much more that Hobie had to snap him out of it as Pav had his eyes glowing with admiration once you were introduced by Miguel. His friendly and cute behavior is what made you two into the cute couple. 🍵What made you stand out to him was your flashy colors and choice of clothing which he finds so cool. Even the way you fight had a flashy style and overall, he found it amazing how different you are from different spider people. When Pav joined the team for the first time, he felt like he didn’t belong from how different he was but now, he doesn’t feel alone when you joined the team. 🍵 A lot of Chai breaks to gossip the latest romance between the spider-people. He feels so happy to share this little hobby of his. While you get the juicy gossip of what happens when you’re off working. You have to admit, he’s pretty good at being cupid. I mean look how happy you two are with each other.

Miles: 🖌 You are a new inspiration to his book of art. Pages and pages filled with you in different poses, standing, drinking and he even captured some of your fighting poses when you were assigned a mission with him. When you discover his book laying around at his place, he was having a mental breakdown only to feel stupid for overreacting when you were cool with it and even offer to pose for him to draw different angles. 🖌 Hangouts and dates are mostly consisting in his earth teaching you how to do a mural in some alley wall. It brings him a sense of relief since he used to be taught by his uncle and now, he gets to share moments like this again with someone he cherishes, you and sometimes would take the time to admire your stand from up close. Your stand has their own personal mural of them created by Miles! 🖌 Found a new person who admires his sneaker collection. Seeing the way, you dressed yourself, he introduced you to the whole sneaker world and he has to say, he got you addicted to getting yourself new kicks once a month as a treat for yourself for saving lives. You even got Miles some limited editions from your earth, let's just say, you're the street fashion couple. Miguel (platonic): 🕷️ Miguel finds you troublesome, but he admits one thing to himself that he would never tell anyone not even Lyla, the strength you carry to the team, he admires it. Seeing you always making sure no one comes back injured after a mission. He does scold you for taking all the hits. “Ay niño/ niña! Don’t be the punching doll for others!” It’s like a father scolding their crazy teenager which Lyla always has fun watching the chaos between the two of you. 🕷️ He has many questions like Pav but his are more about your past. He knows how it feels to have a shitty dad so he would always check up on you. How was the mission? Did you eat? The brand sold out your favorite hair dye, come check his earth to see if it’s stocked there. He hates to admit but, he bonded with you over the similarities of childhood trauma. 🕷️He has complained about your clothing choice, and he knows it’s how you express yourself, but his excuse is always, “You’re showing too much skin, Look! “ Comments that every parent worries about their child's safety, Miguel is one of them. Always giving the glare to any of the young spiderlings that get close to you or even lay a hand on your shoulder but in the end, he respects it but he still keeps an eye on anyone who stares at you for too long. As Lyla tells him, “you’re just a single tired father with a punk type, angsty type of teenerager.”

Author notes: THANK YOU I HAVE REACHED 200 FOLLOWERS. Wow, also thank you for loving my I'm not her series, it's the most popular out of all the works I did so far. So, I am working on that. The poll also finished so I will do that 100-follower special as well.

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indecisive-capricorn · 1 month

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Headcanons to Miguel O'Hara x Spider-Woman Reader:

WARNINGS: Fluff, a few dirty jokes (if you're not 18+, please don't read this post), a few mentions of death, etc.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Before everyone reads this, I just want to say that the timeline begins way before ATSV. Like, it starts around the same time as the Miguel O'Hara we see in the SATSV credit scene. Also yes, the dirty jokes might have been a little unnecessary but I couldn't help myself, it was literally right there! And I wanted to make this longer but I'll just continue it with a part II instead. :)

MASTERLIST: Feel free to check out my other works! :)

On the day you had met Miguel O'Hara, you felt relieved and lucky to have another superhero alongside you. Not just because you are the clumsiest spider woman to probably ever live and needed some help before you get into an accident from slipping becuse of a banana or a bag or had fallen down multiple times during a fight for no reason at all. Seriously, it's not your fault. You either have bad luck or just have really bad balance but either way, meeting Miguel O'Hara for the first time had assured you that you weren't the only one going through everything you have endured as a superhero.

You were a loner practically because of your secret life. You were aware of the dangers that could happen to you and to those you tell your secrets to, so you decided to keep your mouth shut on it until Miguel came along.

Miguel was a little awkward but quite nice to you during your first meeting after he had helped you defeat a Doctor Octavius who was not from your dimension. Miguel explained to you about the multiverse and how people like the Doctor Octavius who came to your dimension are called anomalies and his plans to create a team of spider people to keep the universe in balance. You were a little reluctant to join at first because let's face it, you already have a lot of trouble keeping your own dimension's villain in place and you didn't want to burden Miguel either, but eventually, you agreed.

Miguel said so himself that he had only recently found a way to go to other dimensions but it's a little tricky and because of it, the team was still small and consisted only of a few members, including Miguel, you, another spider woman named Jessica Drew who's a total badass and a Peter Benjamin Parker who looks quire similar to your old college friend, Peter Parker but that's a story for another time.

In almost all of your missions, you were paired up with Miguel. You've went on a few missions with Peter and Jess too, but you worked mostly with Miguel and actually got bonded well with him. At first you two got along over your love for empanadas and although you were under the impression that Miguel might be a humourless, stoic guy, you were met with the complete opposite. Sure, he can be serious at times but he was also funny and casual and loves to joke with you in his own sarcastic way.

Miguel trained you as well. Whenever you made a mistake during training or during the missions, he would help teach you a move or two to help improve your skill and you've always appreciated that, especially when you noticed how he was using his free time to train you, outside of working hours, even when the sun was already setting.

Since the two of you are practically partners-in-crime at work or sometimes jokingly called work wife and work husband by Peter and Jess, you would be around each other most of the time. While Miguel would be busy finishing an invention in his lab, a watch that's supposed to bring you to any dimension you want and stops the person wearing them from glitching, you were busy watching for any anomalies that might pop up in the dimensions. Miguel insisted for you to do it near him, so that way he could glance at the screens every once in a while too when he stops momentarily for a break.

You were the one to always remind him to eat, either bringing him some homemade empanadas, which became his personal favourite ever since he took the first bite but he'll never admit it to you , for lunch or lasagna for dinner. It became a habit at that point and you end up bringing two homemade dishes instead of one to work. The first time you gave him some of your homemade food, Miguel was insistent to pay you back somehow, though it was hard for him to resist any of the food you give him. Either out of hunger or just because his tongue loves the way all the food you bring tastes. And technically, it's not the only thing his tongue loves to taste if you swing in the right direction and put enough courage to it. ;)

However, when you were secretly watching Miguel— yes, you're quite nosy — as he took over to check for any anomalies on the screens, you couldn't help but notice that he would always look to a particular dimension. You weren't sure which dimension it is, but you knew that the Miguel O'Hara in that dimension has a daughter named Gabriella. You caught him looking over to that dimension a couple more times but dismissed it to be nothing and decided to mind your own business on it.

You only began to become suspicious when Miguel didn't come to his missions or even come to Spider Society. Miguel had managed to recruit a lot more spider variants but it was very unlike him to not be present in the team. Out of everyone, Miguel was the one who insisted for Jess, Peter and you to work just as hard when the team was still little. And the times Miguel did come for missions or to make an invention, he would always be in a hurry, as if he had some other businese to attend to.

Miguel could also be a bit unfocus at times. One time, you noticed him staring at a file about a mission report and tried to ask him an absurd question. "Miguel?" "Hm?" "Is it alright if I redecorate the whole office and cover it with hot pink glitter and rainbows?" "Sure, as long as you think it's benefical for the mission."

You were of course a little very hurt by his frequent absence but you didn't want to immediately confront him about it. You knew how hard it was for Miguel to manage a whole team, especially one that's growing rapidly by the day, so you tried to be understanding and stayed quiet about it.

That was until one day, you had enough. Your patience could only go so far and that thin line broke when Miguel had suddenly left during an important mission. The mission was a success and you managed to take down the anomaly, but after the fight, you were left with a severely broken arm. When Miguel received news about your state, he quickly went over to the infirmary where you were being treated at. You were silent the whole time he was apologizing to you for abruptly leaving and began tending to your arm instead of the spider healer that had been assigned to you.

Miguel had stuck around, bringing in snacks and drinks to comfort you during your time in the infirmary until the sun went down. He used the excuse that he needed to do check the multiverse for any activities of an anomaly. However, you knew that wasn't the case and right after he left the infirmary, you soon followed after him, making sure to be careful and silent with your steps.

When Miguel had arrived to his office, you noticed him using his newest invention, the watch that allows anyone to go to another dimension, and witnessed firsthand as he disappeared into a portal. You managed to slip into the portal but since you weren't thinking things through, you had completely forgotten that the portals were often opened from the sky, and with that broken arm of yours, it's no wonder you might get more injuries from the fall. Thankfully though, your instincts kicked in and it was around night time as well, so you managed to stick your webs to the building before you hit the ground and without anyone noticing you.

After landing on the ground, you were eventually able to follow Miguel again but turned confused when you saw him going into a house that you were unfamiliar with. You had been to Miguel's universe before and knew what his home looked like in Nueva York, but you were not in Miguel's universe and the house he had went to looked less extravagant than the penthouse he had let you stayed in for the night, which you promised to yourself to never discuss it with anyone.

You observed from a far distance to ensure that Miguel wouldn't catch you and watched as he climbed into the window on the second floor of the house and you began to get doubtful of your suspicions, wonderinv if perhaps he was just on a secret mission you didn't know about. Miguel tends to be secretive at times.

An old lady soon stepped out of the house, seemingly a neighbour, but what shocked you was that when the house door opened for the old lady to go out, you saw a glimpse of Miguel with Gabriella.

You froze in your spot for some time, completely dumbstruck by the revelation. When you finally snapped out of your trance, you noticed Miguel and Gabriella watching a soccer match on the television, actively cheering for their favourite team with popcorn and sodas. You were amused slightly at the sight but not so much with the idea of what exactly was happening at that moment because as far as you know, Miguel never had a daughter to begin with in his own dimension.

So, to be sure, you went back to headquarters and checked the backgrounde of both Gabriella's and Miguel's universes. With Lyla's help, you found out that Gabriella's father, the Miguel O'Hara in her universe, had been killed several weeks ago— the exact same time your well, not your your Miguel became more absent in the Spider Society. It was a canon event and nothing could be done to prevent it or else it could have caused chaos. You became suspicious and after checking his watch's history, you discovered ghat Miguel had went to Gabriella's dimension during the important mission and he had also went there multiple times during his frequent absence at work.

You confronted Miguel about it after you had gathered all of the evidence to prove what he had been up to the past several weeks. You didn't want to be harsh but you knew you needed to be upfront about it, knowing how Miguel is like. It wasn't much of a confrontation but you had asked him for his side of the story. You wanted to hear his reasons.

Miguel explained to you that he wanted to raise Gabriella for the time being until he can find a suitable guardian for her since Gabriella's father was raising her by himself without her mother nor grandparents. Miguel didn't want Gabriella to know that her father had been killed either since it would distress her, so he had secretly been living as the Miguel O'Hara in that universe. You understood his reasons, of course, but you warned him that if he doesn't find a guardian for Gabriella soon, there will be consequences for both him and Gabriella's universe.

Even after you had warned him, Miguel still kept on going to Gabriella's universe, but he was a little more present at work as well. You avoided Miguel as much as you could at work, finding it to be ironic that the man who was dedicated to protecting the multiverse was also about to disrupt another universe's canon. However, you couldn't blame him either. Gabriella is his own child in another universe and having to go through a parent's death is already hard enough as it is, especially at a young age. Miguel was trying to protect her from that pain as long as he could until he was able to find a suitable guardian for her, which is really hard since before her father's death, Gabriella lived alone with her father and had no other family. From the universe's data, her mother had left after she had given birth to Gabriella and Gabriella's grandparents from Miguel's side had already died while Gabriella's mother's family wanted nothing to do with them.

Although you understood his reasons for continuing, you still feared of the consequences that might come to Miguel and Gabriella, so after your missions, you would go to Gabriella's dimension and watched over her from a distance to check if there were any glitches or potential dangers around her, even when Miguel was not around her. Miguel noticed it eventually, but instead of scolding or confronting you about it, he introduced you to Gabriella and told her that you're "Papa's good friend from work".

Gabriella was shy and quiet when you first met her, but after meeting her a few more times, she slowly opened up and revealed her curious side to you. Gabriella is quite adorable and would sometimes aske you questions about her father and how close the two of you are. You didn't find it odd, especially since Gabriella's father probably didn't bring any of his friends back home to meet Gabriella, and answered all of Gabriella's questions with enthusiasm.

At first, you only wanted to meet Gabriella a couple times just so that you knew what she is like, but you weren't able to say no when Gabriella had asked if you could go to her soccer match on Thursday with big, wide eyes. Okay, you admit you have a soft spot for children but how can anyone blame you for saying yes when an adorable kid asks you to go to their soccer match looking all excited?

You ended up going to Gabriella's soccer match and Miguel was a little smug that you came, especially since you didn't really want to get too attached to Gabriella, but Miguel didn't comment anything about it and just bought you some snacks for the soccer match while you two cheer for Gabriella. She was so excited when she realized that you came and hugged you tightly after she had won the match, though Gabriella turned a little sad when you had to leave. In order to cheer her up, you made a pinky promise to Gabriella that she will see you soon enough.

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madschiavelique · 9 months

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GOD I AM SO FERAL FOR SUB!READER W/ MIGUEL AND PETER (im so sorry for the all caps its how I show my enthusiasm 😭😭) but I rlly wanna see the yandere hcs ,,

SO AM I BESTIE SO AM I

headcanon : yandere!miguel o'hara x reader x yandere!peter b parker content warnings : yandere content, mention of violence (miguel and peter killing torturing and killing someone), reader being injured, peter and miguel are really manipulative in this, genderneutral!reader, no use of Y/N word count : 1,4k tag list : @fandom-ash

firstly, they'd had their eye on you for some time now

you were a much-loved spider, and everywhere you went people were smiling and complimenting you, not so much for what you did as a spider, but because you had such a delightful personality

you'd only recently made your debut with the Spider Society, and Peter and Miguel in turn seemed to slowly fall under your spell

peter came to see you regularly to check up on you, and Miguel called you more often to get more details about your reports

then one day Miguel started keeping a tab open on the side of his business activities with your locations backed up by surveillance cameras

obtaining a watch for you had turned out to be the quickest watch delegation in Spider Socety's history

the attraction they felt for you was becoming far too great to ignore, even for the workaholic Miguel, who thinks of nothing else but the maintenance and balance of the universe

peter had been following you around the society from higher up, and one day he noticed something that he immediately reported to Miguel: you were starting to see another spider on a regular basis.

he was such a lesser guy than Miguel and Peter that they wondered how you could have even crossed his path

you started greeting him every day, laughing with him, joking around, and they watched from afar

well, as long as you were just friends, there shouldn't be any problem, right?

but just as Peter was coming to eat with you in the cafeteria, the notorious undesirable individual showed up and sat down next to you.

too close, Peter thought. How could you smile at him, laugh at his jokes?

and what he saw made his jaw clench: the spider's hand caressed your cheek

how could he breathe the same air as you?

miguel had obviously seen the whole scene from the security screens, and he'd nearly smashed one of the desks

the next day, when you ventured to the cafeteria as usual, you didn't find your spider in your usual spot

strange, he never failed to find you here, but instead you found Miguel and Peter, coming to sit with them.

when you asked them if they'd seen him, they replied that he had some business in his own reality that required him to stay away from the Society for a while

of course, they would never tell you how slow and painful his death had been

as the months passed, you inevitably grew closer to Miguel and Peter. Since they were gradually pushing every one of your friends and acquaintances away from you, they were the only ones left.

you visited them more frequently, sometimes just keeping them company while they took care of reports.

you had become an inseparable trio, and not a day went by when you weren't with them.

in fact, they started gaining new habits such like showering you with gifts

everything they do to make sure you're comfortable enough to never ever think of leaving them is pretty amazing

(as if you had a choice to leave anyway)

saw a new cute little top that you like? already yours

it was almost uncanny how much they observed the details in your behavior

sometimes you'd simply walk past something, your gaze lingering on it for a few seconds longer than you'd normally wear it out, and the same day you'd find yourself with it in your hands

because let's be honest, they're extremely rich.

The technological advances Miguel had brought to the entire dimension had made him rich for the rest of his life and beyond, so he had no worries about covering you in anything you wanted.

and as for Peter, you weren't sure how he managed it, but what you were sure of was that he, too, had no financial worries

they were becoming a little more tactile too

peter took your hand in his, caressing your back and cheek gently, while Miguel had got into the habit of having you sit against him while he worked

your whole day consisted of keeping them company, but you had duties as a citizen of the Society

however, since they ran the Society, they could change the rules just for you right ?

it had started slowly, with them preventing you from going on missions and putting other spiders on the job

but your spider instincts soon kicked in, and you insisted on going on the mission

so they had a silent agreement that their eyes exchanged and managed to find an anomaly that was far too tough, sending you out in its dimension, alone, supervising you with the security screens

the anomaly was horrible, far too fast for you, far too powerful, far too cruel. It wounded you with terrible ease, while you struggled to even scratch it.

you found yourself in a corner, at the mercy of the anomaly, and of course, absolute fear gripped you along with the panic of not getting out of there

you screamed repeatedly for them to come and get you, as the anomaly was closing in fast, but they needed you to understand. you were completely weakened and scared you'd never be able to finish this fight, tears streaming down your cheeks as you called out to them, and they finally arrived.

they quickly took care of the anomaly, then came back to you, sobbing and shaking in the corner. they took you in their arms, cuddling you gently, whispering "now you see why we don't want to send you on a mission? it's far too dangerous, do you understand?"

you had to go through a painful little lesson to realize how much you needed them, didn't you?

they took you back to the infirmary, where they remained at your bedside until your recovery was complete

since then, you've never been on a mission again

you were a little bit too traumatized by the experience, and they'd managed to make sure that they were the only people you could turn to in case of trouble

so they offered to let you live in their apartment so they could be ready to provide for your every need, which you accepted. and on the very day of the offer, you moved in with them - they'd already had a room ready for you about a month before

it wasn't long before the three of you were growing closer together - which is, of course, somewhat inevitable when three people live together

the looks Miguel and Peter sometimes shared when they saw you were full of pride and mischief

they frequently exchanged them. when you'd come out of the shower for instance, when they'd deliberately remove your clothes from the bathroom while you were showering to see you dressed only with a towel to look for clothes - it always ended up with Miguel and Peter making you wear clothes of their choice

soon enough, you were an official trouple

from then on, you'd always have something on you to show that you belonged together: a necklace, a bracelet, you'd wear one of their t-shirts-

speaking of which, the first time they saw you wearing one of their T-shirts, they froze in their tracks while you simply went about your life in the apartment

you didn't go out for a week after that. the reason? there were several, such as the fact that, obviously, as beautiful as you were in their clothes, they couldn't allow anyone but themselves to see you like that, but also, and above all, because you hadn't been able to walk properly all week...

once you'd had the misfortune to go out without telling them, just to buy ingredients for cookies to make them a treat, and they'd moved heaven and earth to find you until you came home like a flower.

you'd been badly scolded. what if something had happened to you and they hadn't been able to get there in time to help? what if someone came to you and asked you to do a job for them that you couldn't refuse? What if someone was mean to you?

their anger had frightened you terribly, and you'd ended up in tears

they took you in their arms, reassuring you, comforting you and making you promise never to do anything like that again

it was from that moment on that your restrictions on going out were tightened. you couldn't go out without the company of one of them, and if you wanted to go out alone, Lyla was there to watch your every move.

one thing was certain: they were loving and soft, as long as you obeyed them

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𝐓𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝.

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: R18, smutt, afab!reader, female!receiving, p in v, explicit language, slapping, cum licking, heavy smut, not proofread, grammatical errors, oneshot

✒ 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐀/𝐍: Hello, I hope you enjoy this piece. I'm sorry for the grammatical errors ahead, English is not my first language but I do try to fix it.

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈!!!

☞ 𝐄/𝐂 ➤ 𝐄𝐲𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫

Miguel was passing time, chilling on their bed and reading something on his phone when his wife came in and slumped her body onto the bed.

“You okay, mami?” He spoke softly, giving her his full attention. She heaved a weary sigh, positioned herself on his lap, and sat on it. She cuddled against him, her arms draped around his neck, and mumbled the words “tired” on his skin.

“Wanna take a nap? I can sleep with you.” He brushed his hand down her back soothingly before she nuzzled her nose in the crook of his neck, forcing herself to feel content just being in each other's presence.

She mumbled something but he wasn't able to hear it. His eyes widened a little bit when she suddenly pulled away from him and stripped off her clothes, leaving only her laced bra that had a very thin fabric. Her nipples, completely showing. “Tired.” She murmured.

Miguel couldn't help but smirk as he felt her soft, warm skin against his hard-on. She was so sexy when she didn't even try. “You sure you're tired?” He let out a dark chuckle and slipped a hand under her bra, teasing one of her nipples gently, watching how it hardened under his touch. “Because this doesn't seem tired to me. It screams needy, amor. So fucking needy.”

The air was thick with lust as she leaned into her husband. His strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her close, their bodies pressed together in an intimate embrace. She could feel his arousal pressing against her lower region through the fabric of their clothes - a thrilling sensation that only fueled her desire further.

With outstretched need and desperation clear on her face, she began to grind her hips suggestively against him while sitting comfortably on his lap. Her eyes were half-lidded with passion, her breath coming fast as she panted lightly in anticipation. "Please," she whispered huskily into his ear. "I need you."

Her actions left no room for ambiguity; it was evident that she wanted him badly—and right then. As he stared into those mesmerizing E/C pools which seemed to reflect nothing but pure lust, something snapped inside him. The gears in his mind whirred faster than ever before as if trying to process this overwhelming surge of primal desire but he kept his composure.

“Oh querida,” he slid his hand underneath her panties and started rubbing her clit slowly as he captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. He continued teasing her entrance with one finger while tonguing her mouth.

As Miguel's fingers delved deeper into her wet, eager folds, she arched her back in response to the exquisite pleasure that coursed through every nerve ending. Her hips bucked against his touch uncontrollably as he expertly teased and stimulated her sensitive flesh. She could feel herself growing increasingly aroused with each passing moment—the anticipation building towards an intense climax she knew would be worth waiting for.

The irresistible combination of his skilled fingers and passionate kisses left her reeling; it felt like an explosion was imminent deep within her core. With a soft moan escaping from between parted lips, she let her legs loosen around him, drawing them even closer together while pleading silently for more. "Please... don't stop," she whispered hoarsely between gasps for air. "I need more."

He could feel her getting impatient, but he wanted to make sure she was ready for him. He kissed her softly before looking into her eyes. “I'm gonna take my time with you tonight, mami. I want you to enjoy every single moment of this.” He inserted another finger inside of her as he rubbed her clit harder and faster, making her moan louder than ever.

His fingers expertly filled her up and stretched her limits, she couldn't help but cry out in pleasure. The sensation was indescribable—an intense mix of pain and pleasure that sent shivers down her spine. She arched her back further into his touch, offering him all the encouragement he needed to continue his ministrations.

Her breathing became ragged as she approached the brink; she could feel it building inside her like a runaway train barreling toward an unstoppable climax. Her grip on him tightened reflexively as if trying to hold onto this feeling for as long as possible before being consumed by it entirely. With one last pleading look into those depthless pools which seemed to reflect nothing but raw desire back at her, she let go completely...and surrendered herself entirely to the wave of ecstasy that crashed over her in a mind-shattering orgasm.

He couldn't help but smile at her current state. He slid his fingers out of her slowly and lifted her to pull out his hard cock and line it up on her wet entrance. “Here you go, mami.” He pushed inside of her slowly, taking in her loud moans as he did so. Once he was fully seated inside of her, he started moving in and out slowly, giving her time to adjust to his size. “How does that feel?”

Y/N felt an explosion of sensation, unlike anything she had ever experienced before. It was painful—but in the best possible way. She bit down on her lower lip to stifle a cry as he began moving slowly within her; his thick length stretching and filling every inch of her tight hole.

With each thrust that drove him deeper still, waves of pleasure crashed over her in powerful undulating waves. Her body curled reflexively into his touch, begging for more even as she tried (and failed) to control herself. “Harder,” her voice strained, barely audible between breaths. “Fuck me harder.”

His hands gripped her hips tightly, holding her still as he pounded into her. He could feel his balls starting to tighten up already. “God damn you look so fucking sexy like this...” He reached down and started rubbing her clit again while thrusting deeper inside of her with each stroke. “A pretty little whore… with a pussy aching to be fucked.”

“Yes—Oh fuck!” She felt her orgasm growing closer and picked up the pace. She claimed Miguel's lips and pushed her tongue inside his mouth, earning a groan. Miguel felt his cock ache for release and slapped her ass hard, making her yelp, breaking their kiss. “Close—So fucking close…”

He could feel her cumming on top of him, and it only made him harder. He started pounding into her even faster as he felt his orgasm getting closer. “Fuck yeah... cum for me, baby. I want you to explode around my cock.” He slapped her ass again and pinched one of her nipples, making her cry out in pleasure.

Miguel felt her pussy pulsing around his cock as she came, and it drove him over the edge. He growled and slammed into her harder one last time before pulling out. “Fuck... you're so good at that.” He shot his hot cum all over her belly and chest, moaning loudly from how good it felt to finally cum all over her again.

As he caught his breath, Miguel leaned down and kissed each of her nipples gently before licking up some of his own cum off of her skin. “Still tired, mi vida?” His voice was deep and satisfied as he smiled lovingly at her.

𝐀/𝐍: I do not own any of the pictures and are solely from Pinterest.

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