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Summary: Second chances only come to those who deserve it. You aren't sure if your husband should be considered as a deserving person. Characters/Pairing: Miguel x GN!Reader Word Count: ~900 Warnings: angst, A/N: This was asked to be turned into a part 2 by @bat1212 a while ago and I completely forgot :(( sorry for keeping you waiting!!
Ever since you had walked out, a bitter taste had left its permanent place in Miguel's mouth. He had done nothing but watch the love of his life walk out of their house as if they were nothing to him. He had already lost his old life, and then there was the one he stole from his alternate self. An alternate version of him who was happy, who lived with you and your daughter... up until the incident. When he met you in this world, he swore he wouldn't let anything hurt you. Yet here he was being the soul reason that your chest ached and heart broke.
Your phone was hot, ready to blow up with the number of calls and texts that your husband had been spamming you with. Most ranged from 'call me', to extensive apologies and begging for forgiveness. It would never be worth it.
How could you forgive him after he threw away everything he promised to you?
As your phone rang for the tenth time that night, you finally decided to answer. it wasn't an easy decision, already knowing that the sway in your silent treatment would break your faux confident demeanour. "What is it?" The sigh that slipped past your plump lips was pathetic, a giveaway to how upset you truly were. You could sense Miguel's hesitation before he even spoke.
"I am sorry," he began, "I wasn't fair to you.."
That pathetic excuse of an apology wasn't enough for you. You shook your head, standing in the street as the cool air dug its cold claws into your skin. You shivered and had to fight off another sigh. "Miguel, sorry doesn't cut it anymore. I have had enough of your treating me as if we aren't a team, as if we aren't literally married!" Your voice began to raise, the rush of emotions forcing you to pause before you say anything else that you would regret. Typically, Miguel would have scolded for you for raising your voice at him in his own brash way. Tonight, he chose not to. He was too hard on you, too distant and it was eating away at your once beautiful marriage.
"You're right.." He sighed softly, leaning his back against the headboard of your bed, "Sorry doesn't cut it anymore." He admitted quietly. His eyes shut and his hand came up to pinch the bridge of his nose. He'd neglected his partner for too long. "Come home, my love.. Let me apologise in person. Even if that isn't enough, you deserve to hear it." His words sounded sincere, but they still made your stomach churn. Were you seriously about to go back on your own words and crawl straight back home into his arms? It had only been a few hours since you left and yet you already missed the warmth of your shared bed.
"I can't, Miguel." Your words were stern, even as your bottom lip quivered. If you were to come home, fall into his strong arms and listen to his words you knew exactly what would happen. You would listen to his apology, the sweet little words of your lover professing his undying need to have you in his life as if it was the last thing he'd ever do. You would break, falling back into the cycle of leaving and crawling straight back at the drop of a hat.
Perhaps that's why you found yourself in the cab, still talking to Miguel. You heard his sigh of relief as you muttered your address to the driver, smiling shyly as you sat in the back seat.
"So, you are coming back?" His voice was borderline teasing, poking at your buttons until you'd huff and tell him to be quiet.
"I won't if this is how you're going to be," your grumbled. For a moment you paused, closing your eyes as the car began to move. "Will you run me a bath? I'm cold..." You admitted, only to hear the gentle rumble of his laughter. Although you were both still on edge, neither of you could deter yourself from the need that panged your chest.
It wasn't long before you were home, clothes thrown to the floor as you sunk deep into the bath that Miguel had drawn for you while he impatiently waited for you to come home. His fingers rubbed against the top of your calm, caressing your knuckles as he leaned his head against the edge of the bath. While you basked in the warmth of the water, he settled in your presence outside of the bath.
"Let me make things right.." he whispered, kissing your palm. As you looked down at him, you couldn't help but nod.
"Okay.." you sighed, finally forgiving your husband.
Summary: You're sick of Miguel treating you like shit Characters/Pairing: Miguel x GN!Reader Word Count: 342 Warnings: angst, Miguel deserves a jump scare warning in everything A/N: why are all my old fics so short :((
"Everything I did was to protect you!"
Those words were etched into your brain. How dare he tell you that. He hasn't thought of you since your wedding night.
Every day you heard the same excuse for why Miguel wasn't at home. Lyla would send a message, 'Sorry, Miguel won't be coming home tonight, work is keeping him late.' Every single day! It was pathetic and you knew it. You stuck around because, 'love conquers all', right? Fucking wrong.
Today you had finally had enough. You had bottled so much anger that all you could do now was boil. Your face grew red, cheeks hot in pure rage. You could hear your own blood rushing through your body in tidal waves, adrenaline causing your heart to thud against your chest. Your stomach felt like it had flipped inside out.
"For me? Oh, Miguel. You have done nothing for me!" The words slipped out faster than your mind could think. "You have been a selfish, piece of shit since the moment I met you. It just only took me two years to fucking notice." Your feet moved forward and before you realised your finger was hitting his chest with every word that slipped past your swollen lips.
Angry tears poured down your cheeks. "I have waited. I have been patient! I have let you dump your sob story on me. I did everything to make sure that you weren't going fucking crazy! I sacrificed my own fucking sanity for you! God, how I wish I had of ran away the day that I married you."
Your words hit him like knives in the pit of his stomach. His mouth ran dry. It was the first time you had ever seen him entirely speechless. Usually he had an excuse, but you supposed he had used them up in the two years you were married.
"Nothing to say, yeah? Guess you wasted all your excuses. You don't deserve me, Miguel O'Hara."
That was the last night you saw Miguel O'Hara and you were happy about it.
Summary: Dating Pavitr is the best thing that has ever happened to you. Characters/Pairing: Pavitr x GN!reader Word Count: 264 Warnings: none, just fluff!! A/N: this is insanely short and probs cringe
He's constantly making you chai. Like you'll be sitting on his bed, legs crossed and reading a book and all of a sudden, you're sipping on the most perfect chai, and you don't even remember how you got it?
You met during a buddy program. You were going to India for a term of school and ended up with Pavitr as your buddy
He was so sweet and kind that you eventually gave him your number (claiming it was to keep in touch if you ever got lost) and not long after he asked you on the first date
He was so sweet and kind, simply basking in your company. Your first date was a little study date.
He lets you play with his hair
Like, it's so perfect and he knows you just need to do something with your hands sometimes, so he's just laying with his head in your lap and enjoying the gentle touch of your fingers through his hair!
He doesn't know how to initiate a kiss, which is kind of funny cause he's definitely Hobie's wingman
The moment Hobie gets an s/o you're all going on double dates to different dimensions (if you're spider-people)
He lets you call him the sweetest pet names and in return you get to watch him swoon
Like, you call him 'sweetheart' once and he's a puddle on the floor
He definitely enjoys peppering your face in kisses all the time!
At the start of your relationship, he was too scared to even hug you, let alone kiss you. And now he's the one peppering you with love
He's a little shy to begin with too. As much as people think of him as having a perfect life, he doesn't have much game until he gets completely comfortable holding your hand
Eventually he is the one constantly making you swoon and fall over your feet, but he's also always there to catch you.
Warnings: fluff, angst, playful banter, fem reader, mention of death, SPOILERS
Your first interaction with the one and only Spider-Woman was when she popped in at your workplace. You were serving at the register and she just so happened to waltz in and order a honey infused tea.
You memorized her by the first three times you spoke to her and she had memorized every single freckle on your face
It's one of those scenarios where you know each other, but she hasn't necessarily told you about this alter ego of hers. Hell, she was dating you- although the relationship was fairly new (like a couple weeks)
As those weeks turned into months you began to notice just how often this Spider-Woman was coming to your work
In fact, she knew exactly when you finished work and had offered to walk you home multiple times
"you sure about that? I'm sure someone's getting robbed somewhere." You'd tease her
"I'm sure." She'd reply and under the mask would be that sweet smile that often made you swoon
She'd take you home so often that you were getting used to the fast swinging and 'thwip' of her webs
That was until it got stuck to your clothes and it took you weeks to wash it out
"Next time it sticks to my shirt, you're washing it." You'd huff in playful annoyance, "My mum was so mad when she saw it, thinks I'm in a gang or something."
Gwen would laugh so hard, practically snorting
"Oh, really? A gang, huh? Must be pretty cool being apart of the spider gang." She'd bump your shoulder, still walking you home after every shift
You don't remember ever telling you when your shift ends, it just seems like she always knew
Evantually you started to wonder about how many times Gwen would run off and Spider-Woman would rush in a few minutes after
You payed no mind to it for so long, but now things were making too much sense
You never asked, it didn't feel right to ask
If you ever did ask Gwen I think she'd be frightened. After what happened with Peter she saw to never make friends (let alone getting a partner), so she'd shut you down.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
You bring up Peter
"You have no right to bring him into this! He has nothing to do with you and me or Spider-Woman!"
"You do, Gwen! I know now- You disappear and a few seconds later she comes running in! You're the only person who knows when my shifts end and she walks me home! It makes sense. Just humour me, please."
It ends in an argument, but you come back to apologize. You didn't necessarily mean to explode like that. She was right, you had no right to bring up Peter like you did. It wasn't fair
"You are right." She'd say, "But you have to understand that I have been hiding this from everyone.. I told Peter and you saw what happened." Her voice cracks and your hands meet hers
"I know.. I'm so sorry. It wasn't fair."
After forgiving and forgetting, you both still pretend to not know each other when meeting each other as Spider-Woman
However, that doesn't stop Gwen from sneaking in small kisses on the cheek when no one's looking
Summary: Miles is grieving and you're the best distraction Characters/Pairing: e42!Miles x fem!reader Word Count: 492 Warnings: use of mami, minor mention of grief, un-edited A/N: None
You'd think with the constant fear and adrenaline rushing through your blood that time might just grace you by moving the slightest bit faster. Yet here you were, clutching your bag tightly as you speed walked through dangerous streets to your boyfriend's house. It was closer than your own and you didn't exactly feel like getting anyone's unsolved illegal business.
'u home yet, mami?'
The text sent shivers down your spine. Miles may have been a dry texter, but that didn't mean you weren't excited to see him, especially with the drama that occurred at work. The sweetest of smiles came to your face as your feet moved even faster.
'just around the corner <3'
Your hands fumbled with the door, using your cut of keys to open it. Once stepping inside you shut the door behind you and made sure to lock it, stuffing the keys back into your bag. You kicked your shoes off and made your way upstairs.
"Miles! I'm back!" You called out, the silence almost unnerving. It wasn't until you heard that familiar base line of a song that your shoulders relaxed. You walked up behind the chair your boyfriend sat on. Your bag was now next to the door, half fallen on the floor. Draping your arms over his chest you leaned in to kiss his cheek. He grew tense for a moment before lifting his headphones off his head and looking up at you.
"Don't sneak up like that." He huffed through his nostrils.
"It's okay, baby." You smiled, pressing your lips to his other cheek, "You know it's just me."
He shook his head. His paranoia would get the better of him some days and you knew that. On days where it was worse, you often found yourself situated in his lap, pressing kisses against his face. Even if Miles wouldn't admit it, he had always enjoyed the feeling of your arms around him. The comfort that came with it.. it was to die for.
"You good, baby? You're quieter than usual." You asked, brows furrowing. "That a new design?" You peaked over his shoulder, glancing at his most recent drawing. Miles instinctively covered it with a blank piece of paper. You were confused, but didn't question.
"Yeah, mami. I'm fine. C'mere." He hummed, spinning the chair once you had taken a small step back. He patted his knee once and within a few seconds you were pulled into his lap. He rested his head in the crook of your neck.
"I just need you." He whispered against your ear. He sounded so sad. It left your heart aching. You understood the weight of his father's death had been pulling him down recently, and some days he couldn't find the words to speak about it.
"You don't need to talk to me. But I'll be here when you're ready.." you whispered to him, kissing his temple.
Sometimes the silence was just what he needed.
Possessive! Miguel who's hands are always gripping your hips the slightest bit too tight, leaving bruises the size of his palms.
Possessive! Miguel who enjoys watching you squirm in his lap, keeping you secure with his large hands and staring daggers at any man who dares looking at you.
Possessive! Miguel who loves the startled look on your face as he pushes you against the wall, hips rutting into yours.
Possessive! Miguel who has you begging for any touch, asking (telling) you who you belong to. "Who do you belong to, mami?"
Possessive! Miguel who enjoys seeing your pathetic pout as he teases you, placing lingering touches that has your hips bucking into his rough hand. "Oh, mami, look at you... You're just begging for me to take you.."
Hobbie Brown
Touch Starved
Next Time
Runway Model
Accidents Happen
Flirtatious
Baby Fever
Unresolved
Miles Morales
E-42! AP Chem
E-42! Soft
E-42! Silence
Peter B Parker
Mountain
Temptation
Pavitr Prabhakar
Dating Headcannons
Miguel O'Hara
Possessive
Rotten || Part 2
Gwen Stacy
Partners
Missing You
Interaction with Spider-woman
Chat Noir
Clementine || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5?
Sylus
Hurt
Tenya Iida
Hard launching
Warnings: does fluff count??? Lots of fluff lol, slight mention of panic in Miguel's section, reader is mentioned to know Spanish
Tried keeping it as gender neutral as possible!
- The way you call him, mi vida. You already knew some (or were fluent) in Spanish. However, you didn't necessarily speak it often. There weren't much times where you needed to other than around family. So, when you first called him 'mi vida' he basically malfunctioned. His cheeks went pink and his jaw dropped, but he snapped back quickly after you called his name. It was so simple but he truly new you were the one.
- Where to start.. This man loves everything about you, from the way you look to the way your mind works. Personally, I think his favourite thing about you would be how you look when you're concentrating. Whether you poke your tongue out or bite your bottom lip, he's so entranced, watching you with the look of a lovesick puppy. He enjoys seeing you so passionate about something.
- He loves the way you hold his face when you're fixing a bloody nose or a cut above his eyebrow. Heck, he loves the feeling of your slightly calloused yet still soft hands against his sharp cheeks. The way you're so apologetic when he winces as you're cleaning a cut, but you scold him after just so he knows you're serious. It has his stomach doing happy little flips knowing you care so much about him with just this simple touch.
- He loves the minimal physical touches you offer. The gentle brush of fingers or a simple caress of his shoulder. It's comforting, but not overwhelming. He isn't huge on PDA, so you not being overly touchy is something he loves so dearly. It's something where touch says more than words. He knows that you understand when he's stressed or upset when you give his hand a squeeze, a gentle reminder to help him ground himself.
- He loves your hair. Whether it's short, long, or a mohawk. He loves how soft it looks, the gentle touch to it. His favourite thing is to touch it while cuddling. You could be wrapped up in his arms and he'd somehow be twirling your hair between his forefinger and thumb. It's more of a habit. You know how some baby's play with their hair to go to sleep?? That is exactly what Peter does, but with your hair.
Meows Morales... you ask for too much
holy jesus it’s been long, and I have been procrastinating and working alot so I owe you guys a part 2. (if you don’t know what im talking about, it’s where Gabriella O’Hara and Miguel O’Hara are in Demon Slayer!)
Gabriella would be around Mizunoto to Kanoe, so she’s kinda weak?? But a little strong too (I don’t wanna over power her 😭)
Gabriella is and will be in the kamaboko squad. Prove me wrong.
Relationships ⬇️ (a little senjuro x Genya x Nezuko)
Gabriella is besties with Senjuro, she’s like a bodyguard or an older sister to Senjuro, and if she hears any type of shit talking about him, she will, and most likely, bite the person with their fangs. (gets a huge talking too from her dad and Senjuro 💀)
Gabriella has helped Senjuro confess his feelings to Nezuko and Genya, and is a huge supporter to him, and possibly spying on Senjuro, while he’s on a date with Genya and Nezuko. (like that one scene from helluva boss, where blitzø was recording moxie.)
Gabriella fights well with Tanjiro, even though she has to be careful because she sucks ass at beheading demons, so she uses poison!
Gabriella doesn’t really like Inosuke or Zenitsu, cuz they’re kinda annoying and loud and make her ears hurt so she gets overstimulated easily. But Zenitsu tries to be more quiet around Gabriella, (which she appreciates) while he yells at Inosuke for being loud.
Gabriella helps out Aoi with cooking (well she tries to) but usually she gets told from Aoi she doesn’t need help. Sadly Gabriella isn’t much of a good cook, so she probably burns a few snacks or melt a pot.
Gabriella cares about Kanao a lot, so she asks if she has drank water, eaten food, taken breaks, etc.
warning alcohol consumption, alcohol addiction, and verbal abuse, possibly physical abuse?
ok last warning
I warned you
Gabriella has, and sadly encountered Senjuro’s and Kyojuro’s dad, Shinjuro, when he’s drunk. Usually Shinjuro doesn’t care about Gabriella but one time, Gabriella encountered Shinjuro verbally abusing Senjuro , so she got mad and yelled at Shinjuro, but Shinjuro escalated the situation by throwing a sake bottle at Gabriella, which cut her eye. (don’t worry she can still see) But Miguel wasn’t gonna let that slide, so he went over to Shinjuro and they had a fist fight and Senjuro and Gabriella had to break it up. Gabriella lost privileges to go to Senjuro’s house if his dad is there. Senjuro and Kyojuro has apologized a lot but Gabriella brushes it off, by saying “it’s ok” or “it’s nothing” or “just a scratch”. After Shinjuro’s redemption arc, Gabriella is more friendly to Shinjuro, (but Miguel still has that grudge) and says hi once in a while to Shinjuro.
DAWG I CANT FIND THIS PLUSH ANYWHERE
i looked at target, Walmart, even at cvs, but miguel plush is not there…
miguel plush save me please 🙏
reblog the migorb for a bountiful 2024
i swear these people get in my nerves.
like no, miguel ain’t some abusive man who hates kids and hates everyone
bro is just a broken man who feels like he needs to take any measures to protect the multiverse and a broken dad who misses his daughter very much :(
Just kno that this is me when someone writes Miguel as predatory, abusive, constantly angry, or just straight up mean.
if past me could see me now…
me: i'd never simp for miguel o'hara! he's a dick!
*several months later*
me:.......i mean...big guy.....smol bby boy like me.....could be nice...
Pintrest finds that got me WEAZING #5
idk how to phrase this but yk that feeling when you pride yourself on being a strong, independent woman but then you come across that one perfectly masculine man who just makes you want to melt into your soft, feminine side and just feel safe? yeah, that
I JUST SAW ACROSS THE SPIDERVERSE I AM FRRWKAING OUT IT WAS DSO GOOD
I think I may have a tiiiiiny obsession with the spot and miguel o'hara 😶
Hi I’m new around here and this is my tribute to PunkFlower >:]
(So I imagine like Peter B. And Miguel being “second dad”s to Miles, and not liking the fact that Hobie is always around Miles because they think he’s a bad influence, and they see how Hobie flirts with Miles. And Miles is just oblivious to everything around him😂)
(Also in this AU they smoothed everything out, defeated The Spot, and Miguel’s “elite strike team” is still in business, working on catching future anomalies)
Miles was about to step through the portal when he felt a web hit his back. He was pulled back roughly and he turned to see Peter and Miguel standing there, staring at him.
Miguel: “Where do you think your going?”
Miles: “Uhh to Hobie’s dimension? We were gonna hang out today and-“
Peter: “No. I will not have my first son hanging around a punk like him.”
Miles: *Really really confused* “What???”
Miguel: “For once, I agree with Peter. You’re staying here.”
Miles tried disagreeing, but the portal closed and Miguel started dragging him away. Peter followed and refused to answer any of Miles’ questions. Eventually Miguel forced Miles to sit at a table and do his homework as Miguel and Layla worked on other things.
Miles ended up secretly texting Hobie through his watch (it’s a new feature Peni helped add) and saying Miguel and Peter won’t let him leave the spider-society so he can’t come. Hobie just sends question marks back, then a few minutes later a portal appears and the punk steps out. Miguel never really liked Hobie in the first place, and just glares at him as he walks over to Miles and sits down next to him.
Hobie: “ ‘Ello luv, whado ya say we get outa ‘ere yeah?”
Miles: *Smiling like an idiot* “Yes please!”
Miguel doesn’t even stop them as another portal appears and Miles steps through. Hobie winks cockily at Miguel with a stupid smirk before turning and following Miles.
Once they’re at Hobie’s place, Miles says he feels like his older brother just picked him up from school early for no reason and Hobie just laughs :] Also you know damn well Hobie’s gonna come into the spider-society a few days later, arm lazily slug around Miles, smirking at Miguel and Peter as he walks in. (And yes Miles is oblivious and just keeps talking like nothing’s happening)
(pls help I’m obsessed with atsv and my friends are starting to get tired of me talking about it all the time💀)
(Also I’m a beginner writer and would love tips and suggestions for what to write next!!)
Okay My god I am alive, I think I started this account like last summer? I wanna try and write again, and since I’m obsessed with Miguel O’Hara at the moment, I would love to write more marvel scenarios 😔
Give me some fresh miguel and others of the spiderverse requests guyss😩
I- SIR THIS IS A WENDYS
Should I start writing?? 🤭 I have soooo many ideas I'm going insane soo let me knooowww
The drafts look real tasty rn 😩 (I have no motivation to finish these not even gonna cap 😭)
Original Vid! https://youtube.com/shorts/zdY-oASCZzg?feature=share
*After a Mission, Both Evelyn & Venom are getting hangry and Miguel tries to keep his cool while driving*
*The Bois Miles & Pav Trying to hold back their laughs While Hobie Recording*
*Evelyn looking like she ‘bout to Snap and turns to face Gwen*
У меня слюнки текут на концепцию этого паучка
i made a spidaman (theythem)
edit: their name is Sumo (jesús contreras)
I just finished watching MK1 story
Imagine if these two bros meet
Completed color wheel thing that was going around on twitter. Waited to post the final result here. Made for a very fun drawing exercise!
Miguel O’Hara Headcanons: dating a gn!autistic!reader
➼ As with my Hobie post, these headcanons are based off some struggles I deal with myself as an autistic person, what my friends with autism face, and what i have seen and researched online. Autism is a spectrum and remember that everyone has different needs and levels of support, I just tried to include what i know in this post!
➼ No beta we die like uncle Aaron
➼ No warnings! Contains fluff
GIF doesn't belong to me! All credits to the original owner
Has set aside a room in Spider HQ that only the two of you have access to. It has a sensory swing, blackout curtains, a huge tv for your comfort shows, and a whole area just full of blankets, pillows, and stuffed animals (if you like them that is)
Much like Hobie, will throw anyone out of the room for you. And throw anything at anyone too.
"Hey mi amor, cover your ears for just a second" Miguel spoke quietly to you. Once he saw that your ears were covered, he gave a sarcastic smile to the offending spider person before tearing out a nearby console and hurling it at them
Even though he’s not at home often, his room is fitted with another sensory swing for you, so you can go there to decompress as well
He has Lyla track your heart rate closely to try and predict meltdowns so he can get you away from busy places and into a safe zone that doesn't have any triggers for you
If you’re non-verbal, low-verbal, or selectively mute, he has your watch fitted with a keyboard with text-to-speech so it’s easier for you to communicate
Everywhere already has soft lighting since Miguel’s eyes are sensitive to light as well. No dreaded overhead lights here. Rule number one: never use the big light
He personally makes sure that your safe foods are available in the cafeteria at HQ, even if it doesn’t fit the theme of the menu
All around HQ there’s a secret stash of fidget toys in every room
If there’s a spider person making fun of you for being autistic? Well they’re never heard from again or seen around the office. That and now every spider person is getting educated about autism, ADHD, so on and so forth as part of their training. They refuse? Out of the society. Miguel doesn’t stand for ableism here
Though let’s be honest he probably already has those like training modules that work gives you on different disabilities, transphobia, homophobia, racism, etc, and how to be respectful, just because there are so many spider people of different backgrounds and he won’t stand for intolerance
He carries around earplugs for you in case he needs to scream at a 15-year-old
Always asks if it’s okay if he can kiss you/hug you/hold your hand just in case you’re in a ‘no touch’ mood
Buys you trinkets from your special interests in each universe he visits (like shark plushies, maybe something from a tv series, cd from a band, etc)