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eternalsams · 7 months
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Hi Sam,
Can you please write a head canon of Miguel O’Hara with reader? 🥺
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Hi! I didn't know what kind of relationship you wanted with Miguel so I gathered headcanons if you were his friend, his partner or even if he was your father figure. Enjoy!
He's your friend:
He doesn't really show how much he cares about you but you can clearly see the difference on how he treats you and how he treats the others (at the Society if you're a Spider-Hero, or at Alchemax if you're not)
He can be rough with you but it's only so you can be better, he's your biggest supporter but will never admit it
You're one of the only ones he shares memories of Gabriella with, you can see he doesn't tell you everything but you don't mind, you're happy to hear those happy memories
Sometimes you both grab dinner together but it doesn't happen often because he's always in his office, watching the "Arachnohumanoid Polymultiverse" (nerd)
He asks Lyla to check on you whenever he doesn't hear from you and always complains when you tease him about it because once again, he'd never admit how much he cares about you
He's your partner:
Again, he doesn't show how much he cares about you yet he show more than when you were just his friend
He's not really into PDA, especially at work but he always manages to brush a hand against you whenever you're close to him to let you know he thinks about you
I feel like his love language would be physical touch, this man is touch-starved you cannot change my mind, and a bit of act of service. He wouldn't say no to a massage at the end of a rough day.
He tells you so much about Gabriella and you love listening to him and seeing that spark in his eyes. He tells you what she would take for breakfast or when she'd get home from school with a good grade and they'd go out for pizza. You love listening to the man.
You also have to accept the fact that the Miguel you go home with and the Miguel at work are two different people. At the beginning of the relationship, that could've been an issue but you got used to it and accepted it.
18+
He prefers slow and intimate sex, when he can feel the connection between the two of you. But he would never say no to rough sex after a rough day, either that or the massage, that he can't choose.
Yes, he's got a breeding kink but I'm not sure if he would really want a kid, I think it's just sex talk. He definitely have a size kink, I mean, have you seen the man? Whether you're short, tall, thin or curvy, he's capable of manhandling you the way he wants and that drives him crazy.
He wasn't really good with aftercare when you first started dating but when you showed him how nice it could be, he never misses an occasion to comfort you and hold you close to him.
He's your father figure:
This time, he really show he cares about you, but the wrong way. He'd shout at you for risking your life on a mission or if you tried something stupid. He'd tell you he worries about you but the only thing you remember is how loud he yelled.
He's so scared he's gonna lose you he might get overprotective. He really doesn't want to live the loss of a kid once again. He doesn't know if he could survive it.
Whether you're 14 or 20, you're his kid. You don't call him "Dad" or anything but he considers you as his kid. He even once offered you to go home with him when you had nowhere to stay at or sleep. That was one of his best night of sleep, knowing you were safe and warm in the room next to his.
Always asks Lyla to track you and know where you are, because he always worries about you.
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unlimitedhearts · 5 months
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I’m dreading the third game of Spiderman might kill off Harry :/ either he’s goblin (solo or probably along with daddy-o) and dies a la Hero Sacrifice. Or kept comatose and in the end with grim results the decision is to pull the plug on him. idk I feel Harry’s fate is doom and gloom. But they could have killed Harry at the end of this sequel giving a strong motivation for Norman to be the Goblin and hatred for Spider-Man…yet they didn’t. idk rambling thoughts. What do you think?
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Personally i can see both options. I saw someone in the tags of my last headcanon post say that it wouldnt make sense to save him from death in this game only to kill him in the next. On some level i get that, why wait when you could do it now?
I have two worst case scenarios in my head:
Harry wakes up from his coma w amnesia a la the third Tobey Maguire movie. Hes unaware of Pete being Spider-Man and Peter, thinking hes protecting Harry, wont tell him. This may cause a rift in their friendship when Harry finds out - or if Norman ends up going goblin and dies - Spider-Man is to blame in Harrys eyes and he'll go after him then. To me this is a tired trope of Harry getting an intense hatred for Spidey and wanting to kill him over his father. It always felt out of character for me and i truly TRULY hope they dont go this route.
Harry becomes the Kobold. In the comics, Kobold is essentially Harrys way of making the Green Goblin a good guy. If he still wants to fight by Peters side, he'll find a way to do it. Kobold would make a lot of sense to me personally, as it kind of continues their dynamic from this game. Then at the end theres a heros sacrifice to be made and Harry goes for it despite Peters protests. This would be lazy to me too though because he essential already did the heros sacrifice in this game. Seems like theyd just want us to have more time with him to love him even more, just to make losing him hurt worse. I wouldn't put it past an intrepid writer to think they could make it work, but it just seems lazy to me.
Actual best case scenario for me though? Harry wakes up as the g-serum is being injected. Hes against being his dads experiment all over again so he runs and finds Peter. Hes not aware of his pseudo-retirement, he just goes straight to the place thats always been his safe haven; Peters home. He asks Peter to hide him from his dad. Tries to explain everything but hes exhausted and frantic. Peter agrees and they take him into hiding.
Norman, ever the expert deflector, doesnt see this as a failing on his part. Hes convinced spider-man had something to do with his son escaping so he puts out a hit on him. Hes ready, willing, and able to capture and kill at least one of the two spider-men it doesnt matter. We see him pardon Wilson Fisk for this job, and when Fisk cant do it, he has to. Normans going to go Goblin. I know it, i can feel it in my bones.
Miles asks Peter to get back in action and he does. Fisk, plus potentially Otto again, plus this brand new villain in town is too much for any one person to handle. Heres where i see Harry becoming a "Guy In The Chair" for Peter like Ganke is for Miles. Two Guys in the Chair helping the spider-men is definitely better than one. I could also see Harrys goblin powers start to emerge but he keeps pushing them down. Last time he gave into power it didnt end well for anyone.
In an effort to not write out the entire plot of the game as i see fit (because itd be long and there are so many moving pieces and characters and IDEK WHERE THEYRE GONNA PUT SILK IN-), i think if Harry does take on the cowl he'll be doing so against his father. I think i see Harry becoming Goblin/Kobold to fight against Norman and ultimately try to help Peter/Miles. This is where i see Harry either accidentally killing Norman or Norman killing his son (and of course, blaming Spider-Man)
There is also room, in my mind, to bring back Venom a la Lethal Protector/Agent Venom. But tbh if they do, i would much rather Venom go to Eddie Brock or Flash Thompson. But thats just the separate Venom Fangirl Entity within me.
Ultimately my hope of course is that Harry not die and they dont go down that all too tired and hackneyed trope of Harry growing to hate Peter dor whatever reason. I truly TRULY hope they dont go that route it is just SO tired and lazy. I want them to stay close and loving. Whatever route they go with will be SO MUCH MORE IMPACTFUL if Harry Osborn lives and doesnt make a full 180 on his best friend for no good reason.
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itsscromp · 4 months
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Peter seeing themselves in reader and giving advice to them? ❤️
Peter Parker x reader headcanons
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Hiya there anon :D, I would assume you meant Peter Parker ?? If so then Awwww I love this request.
It was kind of strange to Peter at first, It was like he was seeing another version of himself.
Strange in a good way though.
You two were almost exactly like siblings, bouncing off of each other in smooth fashion.
But also, Peter could pass down advice that he had taught himself and leave it with you.
"Y/n, I know the road is long and hard. But the payoff at the end of the day is worth it. Don't forget with great power, comes great responsibility" He said to you after an intense mission.
"Thanks Pete"
But also advice outside of being a Spider-Person.
Like one day when you were getting bullied at school, Peter knew it all too well.
"It's always freaking me" You grumbled as you kicked the pebble on the side path.
"I get that, I really do" He smiled sympathetically "My best advice y/n, Is to know that no matter how far away, a true friend will always come when you need it most."
"You mean that ??"
"Big time"
He knew what you were going through both as y/n and as Spider-Person. You were practically him. A bright and bubbly spark of sunshine.
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hibiscusspunweb · 8 months
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Pavitr Prabhakar headcanons!
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(Sorry for not posting a lot! I got a sudden burst of motivation. This one is pretty short.)
Favorite American movie is Mean Girls
Has Bollywood movie marathons with the Spider-Band and Gayatri
VERY awkward when babysitting
Bi and poly honestly  
Always says “ATM machine” and Miles calls him out
Knows how to sew and crochet. He taught Gwen how to crochet.
HE HAD AN EMO PHASE and a Tumblr account (he still has it somewhere)
Probably wrote a fanfic about Gwen and Miles (with the help of Margo)
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helloheyhihowdyheya · 2 years
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On a Tuesday | p. 1 Alternate Ending Headcanons
So I guess I wasn’t as done with this as I thought I was lol. I wanted to explore what On a Tuesday would have looked like if Peter had showed up at the end of the first part before she left 😢 I got this idea from @reidslovely’s wonderful story “It’s Nice to Have a Friend” so thank you ❤️ I hope you all love it, and thank you as always for reading!
Part One Part Two
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As you were packing up your things into the trailer on that hot Tuesday morning, after Gwen and Harry had pulled up, you tried to keep the tears at bay – tears that they actually came and tears that there was only a few hours left with them. But there was no keeping it in once you saw that ratty car squeal down the street and into your driveway. The car you horribly sung songs so loud in that it left your ears ringing, the one you ate greasy fast food in, and the one you sat on the hood of while staring up at the night sky on summer nights.
Gwen and Harry would make room as Peter’s hurried steps came closer. The tears stung your eyes, turning his form into a watery mirage that you wanted to reach out to. Your cheeks stained wet when you squeezed your eyelids shut and just let him come to you. As his arms wrapped around you three, your world was enveloped in Peter. The familiar scent of his clothes and the sounds of his own sniffling felt right. It felt like home…
Part of you wanted to bang your fists against his chest in anger, anger that your surrogate family came back just as you were about to leave home. But as you lifted your head and brought your arm up to your face, wiping away the tears, you finally saw him, his messy hair, his panting chest, and his trembling smile.
It wasn’t until everyone pulled away that you noticed the crumpled piece of paper in his hands... your letter. Where you confessed that he had forever changed your life, how much you missed the friendship you guys had, and how you wished him the best in figuring himself out. You hoped it would be a bucket of cold water to shock his system, and as you really looked at him, your heart leapt at how awake, present even, he was.
You were grateful to see all of them together once again, and your parents were ecstatic, greeting them inside instantly. You got to talk with each of them individually throughout the time spent packing, finally getting to air out thoughts long held close to your chest.
When you were carrying boxes with Peter, which he lifted much too easily it seemed, he gave that apology you’d been praying for.
“I know you have every right to hate me and never want to speak to me again. I just wanted to say I’m sorry for... everything,” he said, running a tired hand over his face. You set the boxes into the trailer, finally turning to each other. He’d been nearly glued to your side the whole time he was here, and now he felt too close and not close enough at the same time.
“I’m sorry for disappearing after... Uncle Ben. I’m sorry for being a shit friend. And I’m sorry for not treating you like the person who was the reason I got out of bed some days, because you were.”
Those words curled around his rumbling voice made your eyes shut tight, your lungs hold your breaths just a little longer. You felt his gaze watching every move, knowing his eyes were scanning your face for acceptance, a rejection, something.
It wasn’t until he spoke again that you looked at him, any hesitation you had disappearing when seeing his eyes shimmering in the sunlight.
“I get it if you want to call it quits, but if you’re willing, I’d want to stay in touch. Be friends again. It doesn’t have to be that often even, just catching up a couple times a day.” 
You were sure his goofy smile matched yours, loud laughs ringing out into the summer air. Resting your head on his shoulder, you let out a long sigh, saying, “Yeah, I think we can do that, Peter.”
When everyone came back out, you worked to shut the trailer door. It finally latched after Harry shoved his body against some bulging boxes. The four of you then wrapped yourselves into a hug again, your hands clenching tight to them. It felt not long enough when your mom spoke up.
“Oh, I can’t stand seeing this. How about we go to one last lunch together?”
You all looked at each other, permanent smiles etched onto your faces. Gwen was the first to say, “Oh, we’re so going to Mick’s!”
The rest of you murmured hungry agreements, everyone racing to their cars, but since it was your last day, everyone decided to pile into Peter’s for a final ride and meet your parents there. It was filled with the usual singing and grins that hurt your jaw from holding them so long. You were grateful for the distraction, afraid if the space between one song ending and the next one beginning was too long, it’d bring everything back again.
Eating at Mick’s was just as it was before, with tossing fries at each other and making dumb jokes. Though your send-off didn’t include any wheatcakes, it still felt like reliving your guys’ best memories.
Lunch ended all too soon, but you were happy they were back to make saying goodbye a bit harder. The long car ride involved texting nearly constantly with them, updating those three on each state line you crossed and any weird side road attractions you passed.
The four of you promised to stay in touch – writing letters, trying to remotely watch movies together (even if trying to hit “play” at the same time never worked out), texting funny memes to each other, and setting up monthly video calls.
Your favorite were the ones where Aunt May appeared in the background of Peter’s video call, making faces to the camera to always make you laugh.
And you really did keep in touch with them. They’d all be over at the Parkers and call you on your birthday, sharing a plate of wheatcakes across the country in your honor. As you had your own plate in front of you and listened to their off-key singing, your heart felt full from so far away.
You were so happy to see that Harry got into volunteering over the school year, helping those that don’t have the kind of money the Osborns had. Though it didn't impress his father at all, it gave Harry purpose.
Gwen, of course, became valedictorian and led the women’s science club beautifully. You virtually cheered at her heartwarming speech that they livestreamed online. And she ended up convincing all of you to attend ESU together, and none of you had to think twice about it.
And Peter... he kept his promise of staying in touch. You two texted each other often and began messaging outside of any group chats with Gwen or Harry more and more. He’d send you incredible pictures he took of the city and ask how every test you told him about went. You loved the late-night calls the two of you had. Your eyes stared up at the dark ceiling just listening to him talk about anything and everything.
It wasn’t until you woke up to a “good morning” text every day for a week that you realized your best friend may have been becoming more than just a best friend.
Eventually, one night after a long call, the two of you were about to hang up. With a long yawn, you told him good night, but a tired “love you” slipped out along with it.
Too many long seconds of silence passed between the buzzing line before you heard a crackling, “What’d you just say?”
“Nothing, Peter. I said good night!”
As you were about to hang up the phone with warm cheeks and a wincing face, he shouted, “Wait, wait wait! Don’t hang up! I love you too!”
As more silence passed, a soft “Hello?” came from his end of the line.
And though you both were just about to fall asleep with eyes that could barely stay open, you knew neither of you could sleep now with your pounding hearts. You two laughed, unsurprised that this was how you’d confess your love for each other.
You two did long-distance, and though you hadn’t planned to tell anyone about it at first, Gwen picked up on the fact that you were hiding something within minutes. There was no stopping her, and you got a “Congrats! About time ;P” text from Harry not too long after
As the start of college grew closer, you and Peter agreed that you would take things slowly. You wanted to adjust to living in New York again, especially with being away from your parents, and you were excited to finally be with your friends again. College was a big change, and taking things slow with Peter would help with that.
. . . 
You didn’t last a week before Peter broke down and stood with you outside your campus apartment building, the moonlight shining a spotlight onto you, and held your face in his hands asking to kiss you. The way his eyes took you in like he never wanted to forget this moment and the way his thumb caressed your cheek, there was no way you could say no.
After leaving you breathless against the brick wall, his arms wrapped around your sides, you couldn’t help letting out a laugh as your head rested in the crook of your neck. You checked your watch, and it’d just passed midnight... on a Tuesday.
Thank you guys. This story means more to me than I thought it ever would, and you helped with that. Hope you’ve loved it like I have ❤️
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angelsandarsenic · 11 months
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SpiderMan headcanon
I think before he got bitten, Peter Parker was a touchy person, just casually and to show affection. However, I think that after the spider bite, he can’t stand touching people most of the time. Since all his sense have been “dialed up to 11”, it’s like being overstimulated or in sensory overload and having to touch someone—it fuckinf sucks, everything is way too hot or too cold and skin on skin contact feels like an electric shock. Everyone who knew him was super worried when he stopped being touchy and for the first while after the bite he’d be pretty moody as well, the same way people get grouchy or sensitive in sensory overload.
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cyberjam · 11 months
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ATSV HEADCANON: they have a crush on you . . . ☆
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warnings - none really, super fluffy and adorable :), semi-proof read so i apologize for grammatical errors if there are any! no use of name or y/n, gender-neutral reader!
word count - 2.1k
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☆ . . . miles morales
I imagine you two already being well-acquainted friends with each other once he realized his feelings for you. For quite some time he had a crush on gwen but now his heart strings are pulling him towards you, so he's struggling when it comes to addressing his feelings.
If you're in the same room as Miles, he will stare. Any conversation that he was having before is long forgotten and all that's on his mind is you.
Miles doesn't need to study, he's one of the top students in school. But he continues to go on study dates with you because he likes being in your presence and sharing his headphones with you while eating yummy pastries.
He has an entire journal dedicated to you. Said journal includes: small journal entries of his day with you, little quotes of the funny/cute things you've said that stuck with him throughout the day, candid drawings of you that he created whenever you two hung out, cute sketches of you and him stargazing or slow-dancing together (and other secret drawings of him saving you as spider-man and cradling your body in his big strong arms but we won't get into that...)
Miles really can't get enough of you. He laughs extra loud at your jokes even if they aren't funny, his heartbeat quickens at the mention of your name, he'll offer you his jacket even if you don't need it, he always smiles when something reminds him of you, he'll share his headphones with you and shyly ask if you and him can make a "study playlist" (he listens to it at night while drawing you), and overall is just madly in love with you.
He wants to be with you more than anything, he's just struggling to find the right time to ask you. <3
"Hey, don't touch that! It's- No! It's not a diary, it's just...secret."
☆ . . . gwen stacy
She's pretty awkward herself. You were assigned to be partners for a project that would play a big part in your final grade, she came off slightly cold and seemed to be annoyed at your presence which made your relationship start off rocky. In reality she was just stressed, juggling her spider duties, getting kicked out of her house, and then school on top of that, it was just a lot. But when you made the effort to plan things and work around her busy schedule (that you didn't really know anything about) she started to become grateful for you.
Your parents welcomed her kindly each time she came over to study and whenever she would leave she was happy with a full belly and a sore face from smiling and laughing with you all night. The project was supposed to be done by the end of the semester but you and gwen were able to finish it the first month you got it. That didn't stop her bi-weekly visits, that then turned weekly, until she was suddenly walking home with you everyday, from and to school.
She likes to compare hands, shoes, and height just to see the difference in sizes. On walks back from school she'll give you a piggyback ride if you ask nicely. She also likes laying her head in your lap, if you run your fingers through her hair she'd be fast-asleep within 5 minutes.
You and her tend to share your oversized clothes together, You always wash her jackets/sweaters after you wear them, which she absolutely loves. She's fallen asleep curled up in your hoodie, inhaling the scent and listening to whatever song you rambled about the previous morning on repeat until she finally asks you to just make her a playlist. Hobie definitely knows about you, only because she slipped up by saying too much.
She enjoys staying over your house during rainy days. She tends to tense up whenever you're watching tv together on your bed and your head falls on her shoulder. During missions in other spider-verses gwen has taken little souvenirs from different worlds and given them to you, she always does it in a nonchalant way as if she wasn't grinning ear to ear on her way back, excited to see how you'd react.
You don't have sleepovers often but when you do they always seem more intimate than your usual hangouts. When you wake up and see gwen flustered on the other side of the bed you never understand why, not knowing that when you were fast asleep she woke up cuddled into you, nuzzling her body into yours.
"I-uhm. I-uh just had a weird dream. Nothing to worry about, heh.."
☆ . . . pavitr prabhakar
It's very obvious he has a crush on you, it might as well be written on his forehead. He follows you around like a lost puppy. He's constantly offering to carry your books, opening doors for you, paying for your snacks, and even giving you hand massages when you've been writing an essay for too long. He's just completely whipped for you and you're not even dating (yet).
You were a transfer student and he was assigned to show you around Mumbai. He found himself getting giddy at your cute reactions to the different sights he took you to. He adored how you were filled with so much curiosity and wonder, the awestruck look in your eyes when you saw the pretty lights at night and just how genuinely excited you seemed to stay and explore Mumbai. Since then, he's been glued to your side.
He's such a gentleman, you can tell he was raised right. Whenever you're talking his full attention is on you, nobody else matters in this moment but you. He'll even get a bit upset if someone cuts you off, ignoring whatever they're saying and urging you to continue. His legs feel wobbly around you, he gets dizzy at the sight of you, and he feels like he's floating whenever you smile at him.
There have been multiple occasions where you've caught him staring at you, depending on how he feels that day he'll either smirk and gently wave or quickly turn away with a blush on his face. He gushes about you to Hobie and Miles all of the time. They know so much about you and they've never even met you.
A true romantic. He buys you a singular flower one week out of the day, always explaining the meaning and where they originate from. (all of them are a variation of romance/love)
He tends to lean into you whenever you speak. More than one person has pointed out that you both tend to mirror each other's actions. He's feigning for your touch more than anything, a simple brush of your shoulders and he's full on putty in your hands.
He won't outright confront you when he figures out you like him, instead he'll invite you on a nightly walk. Taking you up to a rooftop with a gorgeous view, and gently resting his jacket on your shoulders. You'll sit for a while enjoying the scenery before he turns to you and says...
"a person as beautiful as yourself shouldn't wander this world alone.."
☆ . . . hobie brown
What a nightmare. He is constantly teasing and flirting with you. Always doubling over in laughter when he sees you get all flustered and the words you so badly wanna spew at him get stuck in your throat.
I imagine you both to be spider-people, you're a little more stuck-up than he is which is why he likes to tease you so much. Little by little your reactions fueled something deeper in him. He no-longer found himself flirting with you because he liked seeing how aggravated he could get you but because that was his way of approaching you and saying all of the things he wanted to while being able to play it off as a joke.
Besides teasing you relentlessly, he can be really caring and attentive to you when he wants to be. If you're in the medic he'll stop by pretty often to make sure you're okay. The only reason you found out is because you woke up to him fast asleep next to your bedside, feet propped on your bed and his vest laid across his torso like a blanket.
He'll eat the foods on your plate that you don't like. If you fall asleep he'll lay his vest onto your body and even move your position if it looks uncomfortable. If he senses danger before you he'll move you of the way as fast as he possibly can, but if he's not close enough he'll give you a heads up before anyone else. He tends to stare at you sometimes, always smiling gently to himself.
When you two get closer as friends he'll play any song on his guitar if you ask him nicely. He'll even give you lessons if you really want them. Carefully throwing his guitar over your torso, he brings his much larger hands to yours. You can feel his chest against your back, and the waves of his warm breath on your neck as he teaches you how to play. He'll also let you wear his jacket, saying it looks better on you than him. He might let you keep it, only in exchange for one of your jackets. (he sleeps with your jacket on, it makes him feel close to you.)
Hobie often checks up on you during missions, sometimes saying teasing phrases to get you riled up but mostly to make sure you're holding up okay. "you alright there, peaches? you took quite the hit."
Once he finds out you like him, he eases up on the teasing, but he doesn't refrain from dropping subtle hints of his knowingness that you like him. He's just waiting for you to finally say something.
"Yknow, if i ain't know any better i'd say you were doing this 'cause you like me."
☆ . . . miguel o' hara
You worked beside him in Alchemax, the two of you were assigned as partners. At first he didn't care much for you, simply telling you to stay out of his way and that he didn't need any help, but after Lyla practically forced him to be a cordial lab partner and work with you, he started to take a liking towards you. Sadly, it took months for him to tolerate you and even longer for him to like you.
Although he was quite stuck-up and practically seemed on edge most of the time, you were able to break through those confined walls and have a comfortable-playful work relationship with him. Every-time you made a joke or a light quip about his attitude he'd always respond with sarcasm, still not being able to hide the tiny smile that graced his face at your foolish acts.
He always runs his projects by you before submitting them. (and then lyla to triple check) He'll stop by and pick up empanadas from his favorite store, always boasting about how it's the best in Nueva York and you'll never taste anything better. Eventually he brings in a hefty share of empanadas that you two share over lunch time, your conversation flowing naturally without the teasing but with a fluffier feeling flowing through the air.
He pretends to be annoyed when he catches you over-working but he's genuinely worried for you. Always shaking his head in a disapproving way when he finds you fast asleep on your desk, papers scattered, and drool falling past your lips. Quietly scolding you in spanish before throwing his lab coat over your shoulders and organizing your papers neatly.
He tends to act unbothered when you do something that shows you care for him but in reality it makes his heart stutter and his stomach feel all loopy. He hates it because it makes him feel like a middle-schooler when they get their first crush but another part of him absolutely adores it and his main motivation to get up to go to work in the morning is you, although he'll never admit it.
If a co-worker is ever rude to you he will be the first to defend you, not hesitating to get in their face with a nasty scowl painting his features. On Friday's he made it his personal mission to walk you home, you two slowly walk side-by-side, quietly laughing to yourselves as you reminisce on lab accidents and old memories. There's a slight gleam in his eyes when you make it to your apartment door. He turns to you almost hesitantly, before stepping closer to you. He whispers a question, so quiet and soft you almost wouldn't be able to hear it.
"Can I kiss you?"
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oscorp-lawsuit · 11 months
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Headcanon that all spider people get what’s called the “Spider-Zoomies” (which is a sudden burst of energy but it’s expressed through Spider-like behavior) except for Miguel because he didn’t get bitten, so every time he makes the mistake of going to HQ in the middle of the night, he gets jump scared by at least one Spider-Man:
Scuttling across the ceiling (Pavitr)
Hissing into the void (Miles)
Bench pressing a building (Peter B)
Jumping fifty feet into the air without warning (Margo)
Building some intricate contraption in complete darkness (Hobie, emphasis on trap)
Running extremely fast without making a sound so you don’t know they’re there until it’s too late (wtf Mayday)
Or crouching into a corner, completely still like a predator watching its prey, and the moment he gets close to them, they whisper “Hey” making him scream so loud that he throws his empanadas in their face (Gwen)
It’s essentially like you’re walking through a building full of eldritch horrors, and you don’t know where any of them are, but they all know exactly where you are, and they win bonus points if they scare the shit out of you. Miguel hates it here.
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demigoddessqueens · 11 months
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soft headcanons
Based off these concept art expressions that the crew posted on Twitter
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a soft Miguel is a rarity but you would know firsthand how he can get. Despite all his bark and bite, Miguel can also be pain-stakingly quiet and apprehensively seeks you out sometimes
ABSOLUTELY pouts and broods, so much so that when you look at him with a concerned expression (“are you ok?”), he feels guilty for worrying you
It’s the self-loathing that can eat away at him, thinking a good thing is going to slip away fast from him
a WHINY cuddler who lays on top on you, likes to bury his head into/under you neck. Also play with his hair!
Is the EPITOME of the touch-starved cheetah meme
he knows the size difference between you two (if there is one), which makes him feel protective as well towards you
If you’re a fellow comrade, he feels a bit of relief because you’re still within reach of him
EDIT: if Miguel ever has nightmares, he talks in his sleep and even gasping awake makes you wake up as well. Don’t blame him though, he’ll hide his face in your neck in the most bone-crushing hug, and only then it dawns on you what happened when your shoulder feels wet
also likes to stay close to you a bunch of times, nickname “Shadow” that he groans at when you say it
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claw-deen · 11 months
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when you start crying in front of them:
WHO NEEDS THEIR DAILY DOSE OF COMFORT IT'S FREE EVERYONE
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miles is an empathetic boy; as soon as you start crying, he'll give you a hug, and even if he's a bit nervous about being so close to you, he'll stay like that for as long as you like.
gwen might get overwhelmed at first, seeing you cry makes her heart sinks in her chest and she's probably going to shed a few tears with you as well. she would hold your hand the whole time, gently squeezing it every time she hears you sob.
pavitr would become unusually quiet and would try to ask you what's wrong. if you don't answer him he'd just bring you closer to his chest, running his hand in your hair in an attempt to make you feel better. he would say things like “it's okay, I'm here for you”, insisting on the fact that he will never let you down.
hobie won't ask you anything until you're ready to talk about it. for now, he'd gladly be the shoulder you can rest and cry on. he rubs your back in a soothing way, bringing you closer to him when he feels your body trembling. he'd stay silent for the most part, randomly humming a melody to fill the silence in between your sobs.
miguel would first check if you're not injured, out of instinct. once he's sure you don't have any injuries he would ask you what is making you cry and he would try his best to give you good advice. but if it's a person who made you cry, oh boy, they can already start running for their life.
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itsscromp · 5 months
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could i request a fic about reader being a spider-person with pete as their mentor and has a cute sisterly bond/friendship with MJ? <3
Peter Parker and MJ x reader headcanons
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Bro, I really enjoyed seeing MJ in action and playing a much bigger role in the game than the first time around, apologies for the delay, Here are your glorious headcanons :D
Since being bit by the spider, Peter has mentored you since then.
He was an amazing teacher, showing you the ropes of being a spider person, From gadget making to web formulas, the whole lot.
Then you met his girlfriend MJ, You two immediately hit it off as soon as you met.
Both have the desire to report the truth and unearth any form of injustice around the city
Peter would always tell you his stories about his times with MJ.
The two of them share an almost sibling bond.
MJ was your sister from another mother.
You were not seen without the other.
Peter would always lightly tease you on that every time you two would be out training.
Cue playful punches from both sides.
Whenever you had troubles or were in deep thought, MJ would always be there to lend you an ear and let you vent out your thoughts.
You would be the same when MJ was struggling to be taken seriously by James Jonah Jameson.
"He only hired me to be able to ridicule Peter more"
"Oh MJ... I'm so sorry"
Then you thought of an idea.
"Maybe you could be a freelance podcaster"
You could see how she perked up at that, that could work.
So with that she picked up the phone.
"Watson, where's the story on Spider-Man I asked..."
"Jameson... Kiss my ass"
"WATSON..." She hung up before his classic rants started.
You giggled "Go MJ"
Peter was happy to see how close you two have become.
Your own tight-knit group
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0booboozefool0 · 11 months
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This might be the most self indulgent thing I’ve ever drawn
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I love the concept of Gwen being trans because it implies the following conversation
Gwen: I’m a girl
Her dad: of course, I love and accept you, what do I need to do to help you with this
Gwen: I’m also spider woman
Her dad: absolutely NOT
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k-kroomie · 9 months
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When Miles gets mad, he speaks Spanish. And I'm talking bout that, "Rio is mad about to beat somebody ass" type of Spanish. That's how any spider-person knows they've pissed him off.
And it scares a good amount of them too because he's acting like somebody Mama snapping his fingers when they aren't paying attention to what he is saying, pacing back and fourth, shaking his head, mumbling stuff ect.
But you know Miles, he is switching back and forth from Spanish and English. Which makes them like 10times more scary. Because to them it's like "I understand you man and I'm sorry," then it's "I lost you- what did you say!? What am I supposed to do!? Oh my gosh!!" And he ends ever angry rant with either, "Don't do that shit again" or "do you understand me" (like I said - like somebody's mama)
And Hobie? Hobie is the biggest instigator, so if he so happens to hear, walk by, be in the room whatever- he will back up Miles all the way. Because he thinks Miles looks cute when he gets mad. Yea, he's scarying the crap out of whoever he's screaming at, but to Hobie, it's cute. The way his face is scrunched up and the way he's probably cussing the person out. Hobie doesn't understand him but he backs him up all the way even if Miles is wrong.
Bonus:
Miguel agrees with everything Miles is saying when he's mad because he found out that Miles got a B in Spanish, so he is shocked when Miles comes into his office one day going on a full rant (in Spanish) about some of the spider-people who where being openingly racist. Miguel is so shocked that he doesn't say anything, making Miles walk out of the room to sit them straight himself.
And ever since then, Miguel just agrees every time he hears Miles say, "Right, Tio!?" And he records and sends it to Rio.(I believe that Miguel, MJ and Rio have become Mom Friends you can't change my mind-)
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thinking about boxer!miguel eating you out as an apology for not spending enough time with you. training had completely taken over his days, resulting in him leaving early in the mornings and arriving late at night all sweaty and exhausted.
you swore to him that you didn’t mind and that you understood his circumstances, after all it was his dream career but you couldn’t help but feel a little neglected after spending numerous long nights by yourself.
it was surprising to Miguel to find you awake and waiting for him on the couch. he slipped off his shoes, training bag hanging off his shoulders which were exposed from the black tank top he wore.
“why aren’t you asleep?”
you shrug, avoiding his eye contact. you didn’t want to seem too clingy, hesitant on giving an honest answer.
“just missed you mig’, I haven’t seen much of you recently.”
a soft thud hits the floor as he places his training bag down, the realisation of his neglect now hitting him.
ah, you missed him. and who could blame you? he knows all too well that he’s been preoccupied with his training for an upcoming fight in a few months. ever since the announcement he’s been nothing but excited, heading down to the gym each and every day. Miguel almost wants to kick himself for not realising sooner how much he’s neglected you.
there’s only one way to make up for it.
the room suddenly fills up with your sweet moans, fingertips lost in his locks as he dives between your thighs. it feels like forever since the last time Miguel went down on you, immediately his tongue is at your folds with no time to waste.
his fingers dig into the fat of your thighs, locking you in place as he laps up your juices. your mouth shapes into an ‘O’, eyes rolling into the back of your head with your other hand digging into his shoulder. he’s still sweaty from his training today but you swear it only makes you lust for him more.
another thing you missed about Miguel is how vocal he is; his grunts and groans from how wet your cunt in mixes flawlessly with your own gasps and whimpers. the sound of him lapping at your cunt is so explicit, “so fuckin’ sweet f’me” he mumbles once he has a chance to come up for a breather but before you know it, he dives in again.
a thumb begins to rub slow circles on your clit, his teeth marking your inner thighs. already you’re so close, the hot tension in your lower stomach is threatening to snap.
and despite being away from you for so long, Miguel still remembers every little thing about your body, how your thighs tense up before you cum, wrapping around him a little tighter which is just the way he likes it.
“you gonna cum for me?” he purrs, circles quickening on your clit. the least you can do is nod your head, words unable to form from your tongue. your moans coax him on, his name leaving your mouth like a prayer as he works away, juices dripping down his chin— for this part he makes sure to look up at you, holding you in place as his brown eyes meet yours.
finally the tension builds up in your lower stomach for another minute or two before violently snapping like a rubber band. you gasp aloud, body shivering and your eyes rolled back.
“good girl, that’s it.” he praises as you continue to roll your hips against his face. Miguel’s own eyes nearly roll back completely at your sweet taste, god, how could he ever neglect such a sweet thing like you? mentally he makes a promise to himself to never leave you alone for this long again, he can’t forgive himself for neglecting you for so long in the first place.
“I think I need to properly show you how much I missed you, hmm cariño?”
part 2 here!
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angelltheninth · 10 months
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One Inch at a Time
Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, first time (with Miguel), size kink, cockwarming, gentle sex, nipple, cock riding, affirmation, porn without plot
Word count: 1k
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A/N: I think Miguel has a real gentle side to him when having sex cause of his size.
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“Wait, wait, wait.” Miguel hissed as he watched you position yourself on top of him. Normally he would be on top but he figured since you commented on never having someone as big as him before it would be best to let you ride his cock at your own pace. He couldn’t stop his big hands from shaking as he grabbed hold of your hips, lifting you up, the tip of his cock brushing against your clit and your slick dripping down on it and down his length, “Oh fuck.” His cock pulsed with need.
He couldn’t just bury himself inside of you, he needed to wait, for your sake.
“Miguel. What’s wrong? You said I could ride you.” He’d been fingering you and eating your pussy for the past hour or so, leaving it slobbering wet, “If I’m not wet enough now I don’t think I’ll ever be.” There was also his cock, with the head sticky with pre-cum, looking so tasty. You knew well how tasty he was, you spend many nights fucking your fingers and toys while he fucked your mouth, but now was finally your pussy’s turn.
Eagerness aside you knew he would be a lot for you to take, most your toys paled in comparison to his size and thickness. It was a little scary when you saw him for the first time but you sucked on his cock like your life depended on it and have only gotten better at it since.
One of your favorite ways to suck him off was while he was in his chair, your knees propped up on his shoulders and his hands holding your ass cheeks firmly, his tongue poking, licking and prodding at your pussy, your tongue vibrating against his cock from the mutual pleasure. You watched him fuck many if his toys from the videos you sent each other too, imagining it was your pussy instead. “Gonna fuck you just like this sweetheart, just like this.” Miguel would promise as he would unload into the toy, showing you how much flowed out after.
“I did say that, and you can ride me. I... don’t want to see you hurt yourself. I know I’m a lot and there no need to take all of me.” He was always mindful of his larger size in comparison to you. The fact that he could toss you around like a ragdoll, or use you like a fuckdoll in this case made him mind go places he was scared to bring you along for. “If I hurt you... I wouldn’t forgive myself. This is supposed to be pleasurable for us both.”
“And when have you denied me my pleasure, Miguel? Did I ever tell you I was unhappy with your performance? Were you with mine?” You teased as you tried to break free from his hands, only riling him up further.
“You know I’m happy. Promise me to go slow.” This felt like something you should be asking him, he’s the one with the massive cock. When you smiled and nodded, batting your lashes at him you felt his grip let up, not leave but ease a little. With a deep breath and an encouraging smile you stretched yourself around the tip, “You have no idea how much I want to go all in. I’ve been thinking about fucking that pussy for months now.”
Shit, you thought you could take him easier. Your dildos don’t do him justice at all, and after this you know for sure that they won’t. “I wanted your cock so many times Miguel, on so many nights. When I’d see you walk back I wanted to drop down and suck you off so bad. You drive me crazy, not having your cock drives me crazy.”
“How do you think I feel?” Miguel’s eyes roamed your body, taking in all the hickies he left so far, going all the way down to your clit, “With a body like that it’s a miracle you haven’t brought me to the brink of insanity yet. Every time I see you my cock gets hard, its impossible not to think about fucking you day and night. Although I don’t think your body can handle that.” He had such a smug aura about him as he gloated about his stamina. Cocky, for good reason too.
“You let me worry about what I can or can’t take okay? You stay hard for me hm?” Yeah, like you needed to tell him that, he had the opposite problem. “You... feel... so... good... inside... me.” With every word you sunk down a little more, your whimpering painful and a big distraction for Miguel.
“Stop if you can’t-”
“I can!” You persist, taking more before you have to stop, your pussy clamping down around his cock, your nails scratching down his abs, leaving marks you didn’t mean to leave. “S-Shit. Sorry. Let me try again.” You gave him a small smile, your body trembling above his.
Miguel bit his lip and tried to soothe you by massaging your thighs. His contact was reassuring, as was the warm way his eyes looked at you. Maybe you didn’t have to take him but you wanted to, more then anything you wanted to feel his cock fully sheathed inside you and... “Fuck! Oh my god... yes...! Finally where you belong.” You almost felt dizzy, orgasming as soon as he was inside, “N-Not yet.”
“Oh. Hey. Look at me.” You let tears of frustration run down your cheeks when he cupped your face, “It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m really, really proud of you okay? You’ve a good girl for me, taking me all the way like this.” Miguel beconed you closer for a sweet, comforting kiss, “Rest. My cock will stay hard for you when you’re ready to go again.”
No one had a boyfriend more understanding then you, in any universe. You snuggled against Miguel’s strong, soft chest, your walls pulsing and trembling around his cock, feeling little squirts of cum pumping inside of you but for all that Miguel didn’t move, he wasn’t tense but fully relaxed underneath you, his knees bent just a little as his hands explored your bare back, shushing an comforting you. You gave him your all, which is more then he ever dared to ask, he couldn’t be happier.
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