Writing Spiderverse characters is like learning multiple languages fr
I rlly said "today I will learn 1930's NYC english, 1970's London english, and modern(ish) spanish as spoken by a mexican man who grew up in a city with a lot of dominicans and puerto ricans"
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This is just a piece I'm working on of course the finished piece will be much longer. Enjoy :)
This is just a snippet of Miguel dealing with fatherhood. Fluff
A loud cry could be heard piercing through the quiet home. You stir, sitting up slowly from the cool plush white duvet ,rubbing sleep from the corner of your eyes. You felt the bed groan and shift next to you. "I'll check on the baby, Hermosa. You go back to sleep," A deep masculine groggy voice claimed. "No, no, I'll go." You gently protest half asleep. "Rest." Your large muscular husband who's half-dressed in brief pressed a kiss against your temple. You hummed softly in agreement from the sweet gesture. He's quick to get out of the bed and you hear his footsteps fade from the bedroom. You collapse back into the luxurious soft covers drifting off to slumber once again.
The beautiful bronze man pads down the hallway and into the dark nursery. Upon entering the room next to him was a pink flower shaped lamp sitting on top of a large brown dresser, to which he turned on with a simple turn of the metallic knob. Noises of a fussing baby could be heard in the floral decorated bassinet. The room has a comforting light pink glow to it. "Cositá, que paso?" He coos gently making his way towards the source of the cries. And lo and behold was his beautiful little infant baby girl. His heart always melted when he lays his tired eyes on his blessing. She had tears pricking at the corner of her beautiful tiny lashes. Her cheeks are puffy and rosey. "Cositá Bella, que paso?" He picks up the tiny little being careful to support her neck. He takes the baby in his arms and gently rocks her back and forth. A small gurgling growl is heard from the tiny infant's belly "Are you Hungry?" And that's when the water works begin. She's crying and wailing and in his arms.
"Papí," A sleepy annoyed voice calls to the large man. "Why is she crying?" Miguel glances at the entrance of the door. A small boy around the age of seven was wearing robot decorated pajamas. His hair was a curly mess as a result of bed head. White dried up drool was evident on his chin. In his left hand he has a large stuffie of a shark by the tail.
"Mijo," Miguel chuckles, lightly looking down at his smaller version. "Cositá's just hungry. I'm about to make her a bottle."
Miguel moves to the kitchen with his daughter in tow and his little boy following behind him.
"She's so loud." The boy complains frowning. He moves to the kitchen table and snatches a small pacifier and hands it to his dad. The father in turn places the binky in her mouth. The pacifier will only grant them a few moments of silence before she realizes it's not the bottle. Miguel is at the kitchen counter. A bottle was already prepared beforehand with powder solution. Distilled gallon of water sat by the bottle. He silently thanks his saint of a wife for having the materials out beforehand ready.
"Be nice, this is your baby sister," Miguel reminds him, "She's just hungry." With one hand the man mixes the water into the bottle container. He extends his hand with the bottle and gives it to his son. The little boy shakes the bottle with one hand, mixing the contents in it thoroughly. And if on cue the baby spits out the pacifier realizing it's not the bottle. The boy gives his sister the bottle in a hurry attempting to diffuse the situation. Miguel smiles as he watches his son try to soothe the ticking little time bomb with the bottle. With her tiny little hands she snatches the bottle from him and pops it in her mouth sucking hungrily on it. Both of the guys in the kitchen sigh in relief at the same time.
"Papí, I'm hungry," he informs Miguel.
"Of course you are," he says, "what do you want to eat?"
Part one which contains smut
Part two which contains pregnancy smut
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