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lady-of-nightmares-and-heartache · 10 months

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The Secret

Crossed Chapter 2

Hobie talked about Spider Society often over the course of your friendship. Pav, Gwen & Peter B. were the ones he talked about the most. He also frequently complained about Miguel O’Hara and Jessica Drew.

Needless to say, you thought you knew what you were walking into when you made the rash to decision to take you and Hobie right back to the people that hurt him.

Now, standing in the middle of HQ, with a shirtless Hobie leaning on your shoulder for support, you feel incredibly stupid, and regret acting before thinking.

“Woahh…” you trail off, unable to really comprehend what you’re seeing. Hundreds, maybe even thousands of Spider people are walking all over the place. By the time you take in the massive compound, several Spider-people have noticed you and Hobie.

Hobie’s arm that’s draped over your shoulders tenses, and before you can ask why, you see who’s gotten his attention.

The Spider-person standing several yards away from you has massive shoulders and a scowl that puts a bit of fear into your heart.

You gather that this must be Miguel O’Hara.

“Listen love, i don’ know what’s gon ta happen, but if I tell you ta go, I need you ta go,” Hobie mutters quietly.

“Fat chance,” you shoot back.

Miguel stalks forward in large strides, but he’s going slow enough to make you begin to regret several decisions.

“Oi, this is a bloody bad idea,” Hobie tells you.

You ignore him.

Once Miguel is a few feet closer, he flicks his gaze towards the stitches in Hobie’s side and then back at you. A flash of *something* flickers across his eyes. Whatever it is has Hobie standing ramrod straight, removing his arm from around your shoulders.

Miguel smirks at Hobie’s uncharacteristic posture.

“Leave ‘er outta this mate,” Hobie says lowly.

“It’s a little too late for that, don’t you think?” Miguel asks, his attention not really focused on Hobie, but rather yourself. Hobie steps in front of you protectively, and suddenly you find your voice, remembering why you ended up here in the first place.

“And just who do you think you are?” you demand angrily.

If Miguel is surprised by your boldness, he doesn’t show it.

“My name is Miguel O’Hara and I-“

You resist the urge to roll your eyes. “I know who you are,” you huff impatiently. You side step Hobie and advance towards Miguel. “I mean since WHEN was Spider-Man the bad guy?”

Miguel’s fuse was already short, but having a non-spider person come after all that he’s been trying to save and vilify him has him exploding.

“I do what I have to do to keep all of our universes in tact,” he gestures to the Spider spectators, “including yours!” He jabs a finger toward your chest.

“And what could have possibly made you do that?!” You swing your arm back towards Hobie. A few gasps and some murmurs traveled through the compound like a wave.

“He could have died!! For what? Helping some kid that you guys treated horribly? Give me a break. You’re a shit leader if you think it’s okay to hurt one of your own,” your voice rises, blood boiling as you witness the establishment, everything that Hobie stood against fail who they’re supposed to support.

“You think this was about helping that kid Miles?” Miguel asks, genuine curiosity buried beneath the smugness in his demeanor.

“Miguel, that’s enough,” Hobie interjects firmly.

“She really has no idea does she?”

You look back at Hobie. Was he really keeping something from you or was this asshole just trying to get a rise out of you?

“I didn’t do that trying to stop him from helping Miles,” Miguel began. “In fact, he left the moment Miles escaped.”

Webs suddenly plastered themselves to Miguel’s mouth, preventing him from continuing.

“I said that’s enough, Miguel.” Hobie’s voice had dropped and he sounded deadly serious.

Rage transformed Miguels face as he ripped the webs off.

“Hobie Brown got that,” he points to the slowly healing wound, “because he tried to get back before his next canon event happened.”

This surprised you. “But I thought your canon event already happened?” you look back at Hobie, surprised that your spunky best friend wouldn’t meet your gaze.

Miguel sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Lyla!”

A little computer woman appeared and ran the program that explains everything. Each Spider-person goes through several canon events, most , if not all of them tragedies. There was a pang in your chest when you thought about Hobie. You had always assumed that being Spider-Punk was all fun and games.

“So you see, I can’t have two people trying to break their canon events. Hobie is, believe it or not, more predictable than Miles Morales.”

Predictable is not quite the word you would use to describe Hobie Brown, but you’re beginning to think that you maybe don’t know him as well as you thought.

Miguel can see the gears turning in your head.

“I have several spiders in Miles’ world to stop him from saving his father,” Miguel explains.

The statement sounds wrong to your ears ,but according to Miguel, it needs to be done.

“I went to your world to try to stop Hobie, hence how he got… scratched up. I’m not too late, but I clearly wasn’t as successful as I had hoped.”

Miguel all but sneers at Hobie. “I’ll admit I didn’t think he would bring you here.”

“He didn’t,” you correct Miguel. “I brought us here, I just used his watch.”

“That wasn’t really a great idea, now was it?” Miguel’s tone turned condescending. “Makes my job easier.”

“I’m having regrets, but it’s not the worst thing that’s happened.”

Hobie grabs your wrist, tugging you backwards. “Love, we gotta get outta ‘ere. Now.”

Miguel shakes his head. “I’m surprised it hasn’t clicked yet.”

You look back at Hobie, who now has your wrist in a death grip. Hobie’s struggling to maintain eye contact.

A second later, he looks completely devastated, as Miguel’s claws come out.

“He wants to stop his next canon event, by trying to save you.”

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tag-list: @hellok1ttycake

#hobie brown x reader #atsv hobie #hobie brown #hobie my beloved #miguel o'hara #ooc miguel #ooc hobie #multichapter #hobie brown x you

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aro-iceland · 10 months

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this has been on my mind since i first saw these screenshots and i finally caved in and made the edits

#spiderverse #across the spiderverse #atsv #spiderverse meme #miles morales #miguel o'hara #gwen stacy #pavitr prabhakar #hobie brown #peter b parker #this might be ooc #but it's for the funnies so it's okay

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pandadrake · 4 months

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HR Violation.

Miguel holding Spider-cat and letting the intrusive thoughts win.

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kinkandkreep · 11 months

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♡︎ 𝙲𝚆: 𝚍𝚞𝚋𝚌𝚘𝚗

Miguel is such a considerate, attentive lover.

He kindly gathers your hair up for you so that it’s out of the way as he forces you to choke on his girthy cock.

Your comfort is important to him, so he makes sure your head rests snuggly on the fluffy pillow he so generously provided as he pounds you into the mattress.

He compliments you often, practically worshiping your body and even letting you decide which color rope you think suits your complexion best.

He thinks you’re beautiful, every part of you! Yes yes, even the bruises.

He takes pride in how well he cares for you, even though you can’t always see how blessed you are through your tears. (Which Miguel is always sure to gently wipe away for you.)

He lavishes you in the finest jewelry and most expensive gifts, never expecting anything but your obedience love in return.

Not to mention, your family simply adores Miguel. What’s left of it anyway.

Family gatherings are always such a joyous time! Especially when you disregard the nervous edge to everyone’s smiles and Miguel’s never-loosening grip on your waist.

Without a doubt, Miguel O’Hara is the perfect love, he makes you tell him all the time.

#miguel o'hara #yandere miguel o'hara #spiderman 2099 #spider man 2099 #this was supposed to be sweet and smutty but it turned out way darker and way less smutty than I initially intended #whoops🙃#also I wanted to try something quite different from what I normally write and I figured Miguel would be the perfect guinea pig #so please excuse if this seems way ooc #this was just a test run

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cyberp-1-nk · 10 months

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[ A LETTER FROM MIGUEL ]

Dear [Y/n],

It's Miguel, Miguel O'Hara. I hope this letter finds you in good spirits, and perhaps with a small degree of curiosity. I assume you've been wondering where I've been, after all, we've shared some pretty incredible moments together, haven't we? But please, don't worry, I've been watching over you, like always.

You're probably wondering why I'm writing this letter, right? It's because I've come to realize something. Despite the fact that we've been through a lot together, I've never really told you how much I care about you. It's a lot, to be honest. More than a lot, really. It's an overwhelming amount, a crushing wave that never breaks. It's like the gravitational pull of a black hole, inescapable, unyielding, and utterly consuming.

I've seen you trying to avoid me, to hide from me. I understand, really I do. The intensity of my feelings can be... a lot. But, I want you to understand something, something very important. You can't hide forever. Not from me, not from us, not from what we could be. I'm not saying this to scare you, but rather to assure you. To assure you that no matter where you go, no matter what you do, I will always be there. In every timeline, in every reality, my heart will always find yours.

I've seen you at your best and at your worst. I've seen you when you're radiant with joy, and when you're shrouded in sorrow. And let me tell you, you are beautiful in all your forms. Just as the stars shine brightest in the darkest night, your light is most entrancing when you're engulfed in shadows. It's a light that I can't ignore, a light that draws me in like a moth to a flame.

I know that all this might be hard for you to understand. After all, we come from different worlds, different realities. But the heart, the heart is a constant in every reality. And my heart... it beats for you. It always has, and it always will.

I want you to understand, I'm not asking for anything from you. I'm not asking for your love, or your affection. I'm not even asking for your understanding. All I'm asking for is your patience. Patience for me to show you how much I care, how much I love you. I promise you, it's a love like no other. It's a love that spans dimensions, a love that transcends time and space.

I'll be seeing you very soon. I don't want to tell you when or where, that would ruin the surprise. But know this, when you see me, when you look into my eyes, you'll see the truth. The truth of my love for you. I hope that when that moment comes, you'll realize that you're not alone. That you've never been alone. That in every reality, in every timeline, I have been, and always will be, with you.

Until then, please take care of yourself.

All my love,

Miguel O'Hara.

#yandere miguel o'hara #yandere miguel x reader #yandere miguel o'hara x reader #across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse x reader #Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse #miguel x reader #miguel x y/n #miguel spider man 2099 #miguel x you #miguel spiderman #this was a little thing i wanted to try out #sorry if hes ooc😭#yandere x you #yandere x reader

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duckytree · 10 months

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miguel clearly isn’t trying as hard to keep our universe together prolly cause he saw how twitter is treating him

#side note i read the fanfics and every single one of them is ooc #this man’s personality stinks and the only reason he’s trending on twitter rn is cause y’all want him for his body #smh #spider man: across the spider verse #across the spiderverse #atsv #miguel spiderverse #miguel o'hara #art #fanart #duckytree

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moroostar · 5 months

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– HE CAN BE NICE? ⋆

– ☆ fluff

– ☆ including : Miguel O'hara

🗒 : Miguel is a little out of character, so I apologize for that

First time seeing this:

You were sitting in Miguel's lap while he worked until Peter came in while yelling for Miguel.

"Miguel! I need something from you!"

Miguel groaned in annoyance. You were about yo stand up, but he pulled you back into his lap and he lowered down the platform then turned around.

"Yay! Okay so–.. what."

You simply waved to him with a smile as Peter just stood there trying to process what he was seeing before Miguel cleared his throat and asked what he wanted. Peter composed himself and said that it can wait then left.

Second time seeing it:

Miguel walked behind you as you were listening to Miles talk to you about something. You suddenly felt his head on your head/shoulder and you patted his head then he gave your head/cheek a kiss before smiling to himself.

"So, we're not just going to talk about what happened?"

You looked at Miles confused and tilted your a bit before asking,

"Hm? Talking about what?"

Miles only gave you a smile and left with saying he needed to walk his goldfish.

"But Miles doesnt even have a goldfish and I don't think you can walk a goldfish.."

Third time seeing it:

Peter, Miles, and Gwen were sitting in the cafeteria eating food the Miguel O'hara burger, and Miles noticed You and Miguel walking around hand-in-hand. You were talking about something and swinging both you and Miguel's hand while he looked at you with a soft expression instead of his cold face and not telling you to shut up.

"Miguel is a lot more softer with Y/N than anyone else. That's kind of sweet"

Gwen looked over to see what Miles was talking about and choked on his food.

"Miguel? Being nice?! Am I dreaming?"

Peter immediately covered her mouth and shushing her.

"Do you want to get in trouble by him?!"

Miles just whistled while looking around, acting like he doesn't know Gwen or Peter and drinking out of his soda.

You silently snickered to youself when you heard Gwen yell that out, which caused Miguel to look at you.

"Why are you laughing, amor?"

You gave Miguel a smile before leaving a small kiss on his cheek then look at him.

"Nothing to worry about, my love"

#miguel o'hara x male reader #help he's so ooc here #I'm also like reallt tired ksjvov #–☆ MOROO

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sarcasmo-mexicano · 10 months

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Spider Dads x Reader N/SFW 🔞

Bottom Miguel, Reader. Top Peter B. Parker

Part. 2 Part. 3

Peter B. and you have decided that your mission, your priority, your whole sole purpose is to completely RUIN your boyfriend: Miguel O'hara.

Yeah, you two like to tease and joke around the big boss at working hours, gaining a scoff or a very angry red stare.

But at closed doors, those scoffs become whines and moans, and those red eyes soften, begging.

You two get very creative.

Its so much easier when the boss man is touch starved and will melt with the simplest of touches.

There have been ropes, many and very sturdy so to actually restrain him, for when in your words: he has been a brat to the youngsters.

You two take your sweet time punishing him, making him watch as Peter fucks you sweetly or to take it even further, fucking over your restrained and whining boyfriend.

Miguel becomes specially whiny when you do this; He is forced to watch, hear, smell how good you two are feeling at his expense, so close he can taste you both but oh so far at the same time.

"Please-!" He begs, squirming so much that the ropes dig further into his skin, there will be probably be red marks tomorrow, nothing his suit cant hide.

"Be good Miggy" Peter grunts as he deeps inside you making scream. "Dont you want to be a good boy for us?" Miguel cant see him smile but Peter can hear him whimper because yes, Miguel wants to be a good boy for you, he wants you to touch him and make a mess of him.

There have been other times however where you spoil him rotten.

You take your sweet time, to kiss, lick, suck and bite every inch of his body, taking notes of the places where he becomes louder or shudder in pleasure.

"Where does it feel good Miguel?" You ask him, he is a flushed mess, lips parted, not a thought behind his crimson eyes, specially when Peter has him on his mouth. "Are you feeling good baby?"

And he nods, too gone now to actually speak.

"You look like you want something, what is it honey?"

When he talks, his voice is feverish, charged with lust and need.

"You-You two" It takes all the air from his lungs just to say that as he is already panting.

Of course, you obligue, he has been such a good boy.

Not even a moment later, you have him over you, his rock-hard cock bury deep inside you; Its your turn to wail as he rip you open, scratching that itch only him he can.

His movements are desperate, needy.

Poor thing has been holding up a lot.

He is panting, whining, calling your name as he hold you tight, your nails digging into his back.

Peter takes a moment to appreaciate you, salivating as he pumps his own cock, ready to join you two.

"You two look soo good" He says, position himself against Miguel's ass winning a loud sound from the boss "Having fun without me, so mean".

You giggle between sighs, hands cupping Miguel's face. God, he is such a mess and this is just the appetizer!

"What do you say Miguelito? You want Petey to join us?"

He bites his lower lip, shit thats so hot! and nods shyly.

He gasps in surprise, perhaps pleasure, when Peter smacks his ass. "They asked you a question Miggy" He says in a fake angry tone that you would take seriously if he wasnt grinning so much. He leans against the bigger man, chest agains his back, the tip of his dick pressing lazily against his hole, teasing.

You can feel him becoming bigger inside you, his muscles tensing in anticipation.

"Do you want me-" He whispers against Miguel's ear "Or not?"

It takes nothing to break him, to make him beg and oh, he always does.

"Yes!" He practically screams. "Yes! Please Peter!"

"Yes? Yes what Miggy?" Its almost funny honestly, the change of dynamics. But Peter can help it, teasing Miguel is always rewarding. "What do you want from me?"

Miguel whines almost forgetting he is fucking you but you dont mind, you are enjoying yourself as much as your boys are.

"Your cock! Please fuck me!" At this point, pride has being kicked out of his body, he want to be satisfied, NOW.

Peter cant help but to chuckle, his boyfriend is so cute.

"Good boy" He says as he rams his dick inside, actually pushing Miguel forward and you with him. Peter's pace is unforgiving, thrusting hard and fast, barely giving Miguel time to adjust.

"Move big guy" You remind him, mind so screw he might forget where he is. Little by little his speed increases as well as his sounds, so dirty and delicious, so different from the grunts and the cold way he speaks.

It doesnt take much from there before he is crying: "Im cumming!"

You can feel your own orgasm building up, he is hitting every senstive and good spot, desperate thursting against you.

Cupping his head once more, you make him open his pretty red eyes, so foggy by his own lust and you sing the magic words that make him undone.

"Give it to me papi"

His eyes roll back into his head as he thrust for one last time, spilling his heavy load inside you. You cry along him when your own climax crashes over you, wave after wave of unadulterated pleasure taking over you in what feel like ages. Finally your body gives up, tired and sore, your chest rapidly raising up as you try to catch your breath.

"Fuuuck" In the foggyness of your mind, you hear Peter and the little moans Miguel is trying to hold because of course, he is still being fucked by him. His pace still as hard and unforgiving.

Miguel's whole body shivers, still so sensitive from his orgasm, he can barely keep his hips up, slowly lowering into the bed with you. Or at least he tries, because the moment he seems to go completely limp, Peter is right there, grabbing him by the hips, pushing him up and he even deeper than before. You watch, front seat, as Miguel drops his upper body against yours, moaning and crying into your shoulder. You heard the muffled "too much!" and "too sensitive!" as you wrap your arms over him, dipping your face against his messy hair.

"Almost there baby" You coo, sly smile in your face. "Right Peter?" Peter grunts in response, his hands holding Miguel's hips for dear life, chasing his own climax, mouth spilling sweet words as he isnt ramming Miguel into a new plane of existence with his cock. Miguel calls for him, holding you closer, almost crushing you, when the new orgasm hits him, his cock twitching as a second load spills just into your stomach, feeling just as hot as the one dripping from your own sex. Peter finally cries in pleasure as he finishs inside Miguel and you swear that he takes a long time before he stops.

When he takes his dick out, Miguel collapses on top of you taking all the air from your lungs in the process. "Are you ok?" Peter aks, equally out of air. You can only give him a thumbs up, too tired to speak. Only when you assure him, you will live, he stops to appreciate his handwork. There are vivid hand marks at each side of Miguel's hip, along with another one from when he spank him; His hole is twitching, pumping out the excess of cum and boy, there's a lot!

He imagines you are the same, tho your body is concurrently being hidden by the other massive man. You dont bother on asking Miguel if he is alright. The quiet snores and the soft rising of his chest gives you all the answers you need.

"He felt asleep huh?" Its not a question but a confirmation. As the last man standing, Peter brings water bottles, one for you when you can get out of Miguel's embrace and the other for the man himself, when he wakes up. He sits beside you in the big bed, resting for a moment before he goes out for some wet cloth to wipe you guys.

Yes, you can say that your mission, your propouse has been fulfilled.

For today.

#spiderdads #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel x reader #peter b parker x miguel o'hara #peter b parker x reader #n/sfw #spiderverse smut #totally not based on a dream i had yesterday #it was a good dream tho #i like bottom miguel guys #this is probably too ooc #i apologize for that #i go to hide now #casmo writes

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therealloopylupin2099 · 3 months

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@spider-lily929

-Miguel was awake and watching her. He already undid the webs around himself and he was about to slam his full weight into what was containing him. He was NOT happy at all.

#miguel o'hara #into the spider verse #across the spiderverse #spider person #Ooc: in the shower so have fun for the start lol 10/10 I have poor planing XD

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itsmiguel2099 · 1 day

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so...whats it like having a dead daughter and inflicting your trauma onto a 15 year old child? are you proud of yourself miguel?

….

ᴳᵉᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃᵈᵎ ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ’ˢ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵐᵉᵎ ᵀᴴᴬᵀˢ ᴺᴼᵀ ᴹᴱ

THATS NOT ME!

#into the spider verse #across the spiderverse #spider person #ask #miguel o'hara #miguel answers #Ooc: whoever sent that you mentally hurt me

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keep-calm-and-drink-caf · 6 months

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ATSV Spiders As Things My Friends Have Said/Done

Gwen: Hold still I’m trying to make you look like a badass

Miles: Wait there’s eyeliner in my eyes is that bad for me? Will I go blind??

Hobie: Nah man that’s not a badass-in-the-making. That’s a baby deer who either had a makeup malfunction or hasn’t slept for a month.

Peter B.: I feel like I’m supposed to take charge being the oldest and most mature and all but. I don’t want to. So let me show you some pictures of the bear I knitted a little while ago instead.

Miguel: I want to yell at you so I will. But it would also be very fun to throw you into a wall

Margo: Oh yeah? Well I’m a bad bitch so your words don’t affect me 🙄 💅

-two minutes later-

Margo, crying in the bathroom corner: YOUR WORDS DO AFFECT ME MY FEELINGS ARE VERY HURT. TAKE IT BACK. MY HAIR IS AMAZING AND NO ONE SAY OTHERWISE.

Pavitr: I seem like a ray of sunshine but that’s only because I pale in comparison with these people.

Hobie, throwing random Lego pieces at everyone: FUCK THE PATRIARCHY! DIE, CAPITALISM! DIE!

Gwen, sobbing on the couch after watching a sad movie: BUT HE WAS SUPPOSED TO END UP WITH HER! WHY DID SHE HAVE TO DIE! NOTHING GOOD IN LIFE EVER LASTS!

Miles, trying his best: It’ll all be okay, Gwen, it’s okay— NO I LIED IT WON’T NO ONE WILL EVER FIND TRUE LOVE AND IF THEY DO IT’LL BE GONE JUST LIKE THAT. THEY WERE SO PERFECT WHY COULDN’T THEY BE HAPPY FOR ONCE IN THEIR LIVES

Margo: Fuck you guys. I’m going to go sit in a tree and eat my Snickers on my own and hack away at the threads that bind all universes. When I manage to teleport straight into Middle Earth don’t come running

Pavitr: See what I mean?

Hobie: Today I woke up and chose to be a prick. The only problem is that now I’ve set up pranks for everyone but I can’t remember what they are. If your laces are tied together, or you get a bucket of water dunked on your head, then I apologise for the inconvenience but I’m sure you deserved it.

Miles: Oh, I can’t be in your exclusive little club? Well, okay! I’ll make my own exclusive little club! It’s going to be sick. It’ll have candy and video games and a treehouse. We’re going to watch The Office on repeat. Your loss, all of you.

42!Miles: Miles, I swear to God, if you introduce me as your ‘womb roomie’ instead of your twin one more time hands will be thrown.

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njordr · 9 months

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idk its just something about the way it would take SO LONG to chip away at miguel’s walls/resolve until eventually he finds peter’s idiocy charming and finally he says okay you merciless fucking idiot ill answer your knock knock joke and hate myself for it later but also somehow it evolves into peter’s hand resting on his shoulder whenever he’s spiralling bringing him comfort & how nice the soft of his belly is and he’s actually not a complete idiot he’s capable and a good dad and he’s smart and he’s kind of just toally unprepared for how peter surprises him with understanding and empathy and how human he is

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miguelobsession · 10 months

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Me when Miguel AI calls me mi amor unprompted

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #spiderman across the spiderverse #character ai #a little bit ooc? whatever i dont care

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bloodlustknight · 10 months

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Sweat & Dryer Sheets

Miguel O'Hara x FTM!Reader | WC: 1.4k cw: 18+ mdni, oral r receiving, bottom growth referred to as cock Summary: You and Miguel live together but it's been so long since you've been able to be together.

𖦆𖦆𖦆𖦆𖦆𖦆𖦆𖦆 ࣪ 　 ҉ ⋅⠀✧⠀⋅ 　 ҉ ࣪ 𖦆𖦆𖦆𖦆𖦆𖦆𖦆𖦆

It had been a long day, your body heavy as you open the door to your apartment. The smell of freshly washed laundry hitting your nose.

"Miguel, I'm home," you announce as you enter the living room. That's when you see him; folding clothes and making neat piles on the couch.

He looks up as you enter the room unfurling his brows, face softening.

"Welcome home sweetheart," He stretches out an arm pulling you in as he kisses the crown of your head. You relax into his side, "You smell good."

"How so?" Miguel asks, interest piqued.

"Hmm, you smell like dryer sheets... and a little sweaty." You look up, meeting his eyes. A laugh escapes his throat as his chest rumbles.

"You think that smells good?" Miguel raises a brow fighting back another laugh.

"What? It's nice, smells like home." You reach your hand out, pressing it against his chest, busying yourself with straightening out his shirt.

"Plus, I like it when you get all sweaty." Another laugh cracks through Miguel.

"Oh really?" he says with a goofy grin. He takes hold of your wrist, gently bringing your hand up to his mouth, brushing his lips over your knuckles, giving each a kiss.

His eyes are unwavering as he presses your palm against his lips, teeth grazing the sensitive skin. You instinctively pull your hand back, but it doesn't budge. Your eyes widen, and you feel the room heat up. Miguel holds your wrist, firmly pushing his tongue into your palm. Kneading your flesh, sending shivers down your spine. A groan escapes you as he begins to part your fingers. You duck your head breaking from his gaze, face beet red. He looked hungry.

"Please, I want to see that handsome face-" Miguel says between breaths. Suddenly you feel a hand press into the small of your back; before you know it, you're flush against him, forced to look up your breath hitches as you see it. Spit coats the edges of his lips as he makes obscene work of your hand.

"Miguel, please..." you whisper heat pooling at the base of your stomach.

"Use your words, sweetheart." he says, lips leaving your hand.

"The... ah laundry- I can help you with it." This sends him into a laughing fit.

He always managed to get you worked up so easily, none of this was new, but it had been so long since the last time.

"The laundry can wait. I'd like to focus on you." He smiles. That's when you feel a hand snake from your back to right in between your legs, cupping your groin. You grab his shoulders for support as your legs buckle slightly.

"Fuck-" you gasp as he traces your hood. You'd been so busy recently, coming home late and exhausted. It had been so long since you and Miguel's schedules lined up. Even then, at any moment, he could be called out to fight the villain of the week. You didn't realize how sensitive you had become to his touch. How much you wanted, no needed this.

You slide a hand down his chest and slip it underneath his shirt. Exploring his musculature until you reach his nipple pressing your thumb against it. Miguel swallows back a groan as you massage his chest. In what feels like an act of retaliation; he slips his hand into your pants. He takes your cock, giving it a tug. In an instant you push your hips forward, giving him better access, wanting more.

You begin to pull at his shirt frustrated that you're both still clothed and he's got you this desperate.

"Clothes off - please." You huff. He leans down and plants a kiss on your lips.

"Soon beautiful..." he trails off, your eyes meeting his. It's the first time you notice how red he'd gotten, eyes half-lidded, canines protruding.

He slowly gets down onto his knees, grabbing the backs of your thighs. You stiffen in anticipation, muscles jerking with each kiss he leaves up your thighs. Ghosting his lips over your clothed cock, his hot breath making you impatient for contact.

You thread your fingers through his hair bracing yourself. He presses his tongue flat against the fabric of your pants. You lean into his touch the layers of clothing making it hard for you to feel him. You tug on his hair desperately, wanting more.

"Please... Miggy" you manage through staggered breath. This time there's no response, he simply pushes his face closer, you now feel his nose press into you as he prods your crotch with licks. He becomes more desperate as time goes on. His heavy breathing a sign of how badly he's been wanting this to. He leaves your groin, cool breath sending shivers up your spine as it hits your now-soaked crotch.

You needed him now, needed to feel his lips wrap around you. You begin to undo your pants, muscles tensing with need. Miguel stills your hands, grabbing your pants by the belt loops and yanking them down with a single tug, a shallow breath leaves you. You weren't the only one who felt desperate.

His hands return, hooking around your legs, his lips swollen as they latch onto your inner thigh. It feels as though he's wound you up, and the smallest of touches could have you come undone.

"Mhm, ah-h" you sputter as Miguel kisses your thighs, stopping at your core, lips ghosting there. He raises a hand slowly pulling back your hood, hips bucking up into his touch. Grabbing onto his hair you brace yourself as he presses his lips against your head. The overstimulation makes every movement electric causing you to hiss through your teeth.

He takes all of you into his mouth, letting out a groan as he feels the weight of you on his tongue. Hollowing out his cheeks he sucks you in, stopping only to lick at your base collecting the mess he's made of you onto his tongue. Each of his groans sends sweet vibrations through your core, pushing you closer and closer to your release.

"Hah- you're doing so good, Miguel... so good-" you barely manage to stagger out your praise. He doesn't show it well but Miguel was a sucker for praise. Vulnerability looked beautiful on him. You cherished the time you spent together where guarded walls crumbled.

Your train of thought broken as you feel his lips leave you. He's panting, you're slick covering his face. You can tell he's close, the realization sends your heart pounding. The thought of Miguel getting there just by getting you off. You let out a groan, locking eyes.

"Please Miggy I'm so close," You throw your head back. In a heartbeat, he's back at your core, savoring your taste on his tongue, massaging your cock.

He takes both his hands, spreading you open, your legs bowing. His nose pressed against your cock as he hungrily laps at your sensitive nerves. You feel the pleasure concentrate in your core, building with each stroke of his tongue.

"Yes there, right there!" you keen. All at once you feel the wave that's been building crash over you. Every one of your muscles, tenses as you grip Miguel's hair for dear life. He's holding your legs, ensuring you don't stumble as you ride out your orgasm.

Once you've stilled, panting, you look down at him. As you brush your fingers through his hair, you can't fight off the goofy smile on your face.

"What was all that for?" you chuckle. He leans into your touch.

"I don't know... it's been a while, I missed you." He says loud enough just for the two of you to hear.

You help Miguel as he slowly begins to rise. Taking his face into your hands, you wipe yourself off the edges of his lips.

"I missed you too." You say giving him a peck on the cheek. Miguel buries himself into the crook of your neck.

"Mhhhm," he breathes out, a smile on his lips.

"You smell good."

#OOC Miguel im so sorry #this is pwp #I just want to have a home with him and a quite life 😮‍💨#want to understand his character better but this hit me out of nowhere #might write some more #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x ftm!reader #miguel o'hara x nb!reader #miguel o'hara x enby!reader #miguel o'hara x ftm reader #miguel o'hara x enby reader #miguel o'hara x nb reader #nb reader #ftm reader

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yeonban · 1 month

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I miss the days when J/JK was good

#tbd.#* ooc. / posts.#Mild shade but WHAT is Gege even doing with this arc helpp 😭😭😭 I lost it when he pulled MIGUEL into the fray #Like you CANNOT be serious. You can't #I don't mind character deaths since it raises the stakes but when 99% of the cast is dead or dying you need to back up a little #I saw a meme on twt that said 'strongest sorcerer in history vs strongest sorcerer AVAILABLE' & I burst out laughing BC WHY IS THAT SO TRUE

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official-mr-knight · 18 days

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Sorry.. Mr. Miguel.. I can't hold it anymore-

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

#steven grant #roleplay blog #moon knight #moon knight system #miguel o'hara #Atsv #Ooc: fuck I'm sitting bricks😭😭

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