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y’all send in requests!! i wanna write more but i have no ideas 💔💔

#raine’s.thoughts

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Miguel comfort fluff pls (cisfem reader 🙏 bonus if she’s chubby)

a/n: when i tell you i jumped for joy (literally) when i saw i had a request… that was humbling 😭 anyway! here’s a miguel x fem!reader comfort blurb <3

tws: insecurity about being chubby, fem!reader

word count: 333

blurb under the cut!

It shouldn’t be this hard to pick an outfit, you thought to yourself. But as you gazed into the mirror, all you could see was your imperfections. You didn’t have the most toned body, nor were you exceptionally skinny. In society’s eyes, you were chubby.

As you stood in the bathroom, picking yourself apart in the mirror, Miguel called your name from the hallway. “Querida? Are you okay in there? You’ve been in there for a while…”

“Yeah, I’ll be out in a sec, hon!” you responded, a bit too quickly. You sighed and tried to put on a smile for your husband before leaving the bathroom.

When you finally did step out, Miguel’s jaw dropped. The outfit you were wearing was a bit revealing, the top showing off your cleavage and the bottoms highlighting your curves. Before he could say anything, you butted in. “I’ll change before we go out to eat, I just wanted to see if I could wear this yet,” you sighed. “I’ve still got a ways to go before I can.”

There was a brief pause.

“…what?” Miguel asked. He looked you up and down again. “What do you mean? You look stunning, you can absolutely wear that.”

You shook your head. “I… no, I can’t. I’m not skinny enough.”

After you said that, Miguel’s face fell. “Stop that.”

“Huh?” you asked, slightly caught off guard.

“Stop being mean to my wife,” Miguel started, running his hands along your sides. “She is drop dead gorgeous, and honestly, she could probably pass for a goddess. Her beauty would have started wars back in the day.” He paused, his hand cupping your cheek. “It breaks my heart that you think of yourself so lowly, my love. I wish I could show you how I see you. You deserve to see yourself as beautifully as I do.”

You started to respond to what he said, but he pulled you in for a hug before you could. “Shh. Let me hold you.”

#raine’s.thoughts #atsv miguel #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel ohara x reader #miguel x reader #miguel ohara x you #miguel o’hara x you #miguel spiderverse #miguel x you #miguel o’hara #miguel ohara fluff #miguel o’hara fluff #fem!reader

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y’all pleaseeee send me requests or writing prompts you want me to do!! i need motivation </3

#raine’s.thoughts #atsv #genshin impact

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Favourite angry man (sketches done by yours truly)

#i want him

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ohhhh lord

Spider-Punk by Dike Ruan

#nnghhh #holyyyy moly #i need him #I WANT HIM #carnally #that smirk…. cmere bbg

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what i think some genshin characters’ twitter profiles would look like

contains: zhongli, hu tao, childe, kaeya, diluc

profiles under the cut!!

zhongli

hu tao

childe

kaeya

diluc

#genshin impact #zhongli #hu tao #childe #tartaglia #kaeya alberich #diluc ragnvindr

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how they handle stress - multi (sfw)

a/n: is this self indulgent? maybe. shhhh.

tws/cws: mention of disordered eating habits in miles’, but aside from that nothing that i can think of!

blurb under the cut!

miguel

he doesn’t handle stress

like actually. he just works more in order to distract himself

if he’s not working on something in the spider society, he’s either sleeping, working out, or being spiderman

i don’t think he knows what a sick day is tbh

miles

kind of like miguel, miles busies himself when he’s stressed out about something, whether it be school or life

he gets particularly bad about eating when he’s stressed out. not because of body image issues or anything, he just forgets to eat because he's not hungry

the biggest teller that miles is stressed though is definitely the dark circles under his eyes

hobie

when hobie’s stressed, i feel like he does one of two things:

one, he gets more invested in his duties as a spiderman. not that he doesn’t care normally! it’s just easier to busy yourself with caring when you’re stressed

two, he listens to a lot more music. he’ll explore new genres and artists.

his spotify wrapped is probably weird as fuck because of all the different genres

peter b

out of all the spiderpeople, i feel like peter b and pav are the healthiest mentally

i’m sure this man goes to therapy consistently because of MJ pressuring him to lmao

he copes via bothering miguel or spending time with mayday and MJ

gwen

i feel like gwen is a gamer when she’s worried about something

like. i can totally see her playing stardew valley, minecraft, or the sims when she’s stressed out

i also feel like she’s pretty good at FPS games too - like COD

margo

i’m almost 100% sure that margo already uses being a spiderperson as a stress reliever

she, miles, and miguel are all intense workaholics when they’re stressed

miguel has told margo on several occasions that she needs to log off and get some rest. every time, though, she ignores him and finds new things to work on and problems to solve

#raine’s.thoughts #atsv #spiderman atsv #atsv miguel #atsv hobie #atsv miles #atsv peter b parker #atsv margo #atsv gwen #miguel o’hara #miles morales #gwen stacy #hobie brown #margo kess #peter b parker

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look at our sweet boy

#my sweet boy :((( #scrungly #HES SO CUTE :(

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my daughter actually i care her

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people telling you they reread your fic is the biggest compliment you could ever receive. there are thousands of stories out there begging to be found, to be explored, but your story meant so much to someone that they came back to it eagerly, they went over every word again. to love is to return and loving a fic is rereading it. thank you to all readers and rereaders <3333

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oh my god

Here, y'all want this?

#IM PREGNANT ???? #id happily carry his kids

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what they’re like in bed — nsfw!headcanons for miguel and hobie

tws: brat!reader, kinda shitty writing my bad i haven’t written in months sorry y’all, slight degradation in miguel’s, gn!reader, praise in hobie’s, mentions of getting high (hobie)

a/n: Heyyyy guys i’m so so sorry about the massive lack of content. i’ve been super super busy with school, but now my schedule is much less busy and i actually have time to write! so i wanna get back into writing not only for atsv but also genshin :3 ANYWAY. enjoy these poorly written headcanons!! <3

Miguel O’hara

good luck getting him into bed in the first place lmao

man is busy!! and when he’s not working he’s tired :((

but when you finally do get him into bed? (most likely after teasing the shit out of him) good luck walking the next few days.

usually he’s kind and sweet. he really doesn’t like feeling like he has to discipline you.

but he kinda does.

here’s how i think miggy would react to you sending him nxdes and shit like that all day:

“do you ever shut the fuck up?” miguel growled as you whined. “you were asking for this all day, sending me pictures while i was in meetings… you’re pathetic.”

“‘m sorry sir, i just missed you- fuck,” you gasped as he shoved himself all the way in, not moving. “why’d you stop?”

“since you wanted to feel me so badly, why don’t you just sit still on my cock for a minute?”

you grinned tiredly. “sounds like you’re getting tired.”

he pressed onto your abdomen, forcing you to feel how deep he was inside of you. “watch your tone.”

Hobie Brown

doing a complete 180 from miguel…

i feel like hobie is one of the more attentive spiderpeople (?? is that the plural lmao)

even if you do tease him, he takes his time with you. you never act like a complete brat with hobie because he treats you so well

#1 praiser in bed. you cannot change my mind on this sorry. unless y’all are fucking while he’s high cuz good lord that man can get mean while he’s high

anyway. here’s what i think a normal night would go like:

“hey love,” hobie called through your shared apartment. “would ya come here?”

“of course hon, what’s- oh,” you stopped. hobie was holding a package you had ordered. the box was still closed, and it wasn’t anything special.

“what’s in here?” he asked.

you thought about what you had ordered. some new clothes, some shoes, and-

oh, shit. you had ordered a new vibrator, too.

“i think it’s just clothes. i don’t recall ordering anything else.” you said quickly.

hobie stared at you. “...you know we have a shared bank account, right? and that i can see purchases you make with our card?”

you paled. “…i forgot about that.”

he pulled you closer to him, making sure you felt the bulge in his pants growing. “let’s go play with our new toy, yeah?”

#miguel o’hara x reader #atsv miguel #miguel ohara x reader #miguel o’hara #miguel x reader #miguel spiderverse #miguel ohara x you #miguel o’hara x you #miguel x you #raine’s.thoughts #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x you #gn!reader #gn!y/n #gn!mc #brat!reader

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Just to be abundantly clear,

This Account Stands With Palestine.

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Bad Neighbor — Miguel O’hara x gn!reader

warnings/tags: suggestive, miguel is a WHORE, reader is blunt

read more under the cut!

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Miguel O’hara.

Initially, you had no problem with him. He was quiet, nice whenever you interacted with him, not too bad to look at, and overall a good neighbor.

That last bit was true until he started bringing girls home.

You worked from home, which often meant you were up late working on projects. But he made it impossible to focus. One night, you had finally had enough. The constant moans through the walls had pushed you past the edge of anger. You slammed your computer shut and stomped to your bedroom, which was on the other side of your apartment. Somehow, you managed to fall asleep.

The following morning, after you heard the girl leave, you knocked on his door. He opened it, not expecting to see you. You weren’t expecting him to be shirtless. Your anger turned to embarrassment.

“Look, I don’t really care that you’re kind of a whore, but could you please keep it down? I work from home and your girlfriends make it insanely hard to concentrate.”

He blinked. You did everything in your power to not stare at his body, instead opting to break eye contact to look at the ground.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize you would hear,” he eventually said.

“The walls are thin, O’hara,” you muttered, still looking at the ground. “I hear everything.”

He stared at you for a moment. It seemed like he wanted to say something, but decided against it. “Yeah… sorry, again.” He grinned. “Let me know when you’re ready to join.” And with that, his door closed. You stood there in shock for a second, all of your anger immediately returning. You cursed him out under your breath as you went back to your apartment.

A few days after that ordeal, you had done extremely little work. All you thought about was what he said. That stupid bastard. You would never fuck him.

…but you had thought about it, which meant that even though you hated him, you were now insanely horny just thinking about him. “Piece of shit,” you grumbled angrily.

It had been months since you had done anything, and you didn’t want to use an app to find someone to get dicked down by. You sighed. “I’ll just take a walk. It’ll clear my head, and maybe I’ll be able to work when I get home.”

You were so, so wrong.

When you returned to your apartment, you heard a girl moaning in Miguel’s. ‘Is he serious?,’ you thought to yourself. ‘What a prick.’

As you weighed your options, standing outside your apartment, you saw his door handle move. You jumped to grab your keys and immediately tried to open the door. His hand rested on your lower back. “What’s the hurry?”

Praying he couldn’t hear your heartbeat or feel how you shook, you replied. “You’re gonna leave that poor girl in your apartment?”

He chuckled. “That was a video. No one is in my apartment.”

“Oh. Well, still… you seemed to be entertaining yourself just fine.”

“Why are you trying to get away from me? I don’t bite. Unless you’re into that.”

You tensed up. “Just go back to getting off, Miguel. That seems to be all you do.”

The door of your apartment finally unlocked, and you stepped inside. He did, too.

“Who invited you in?”

“Myself. I’m sure you’ve noticed the lack of girls in my apartment? Considering you listen so intently.”

You scoffed. “I did notice, but not because I listen to you have sex.”

He moved closer to you, closing your door and locking it. “I know you want me.”

You backed up into a wall in your apartment. Only now did you realize just how strong he was. He placed a hand on your chin, tracing your jawline. “Don’t try to deny that, angel.”

You slapped his hand off of you and sprinted to your bedroom. “You’re a pervert!”

He simply followed you there. “Who listens to me have sex, again?”

“Fuck off, you know that it’s impossible not to.” You sat down on your bed as he leaned against your door.

“How long?”

“What?”

“How long has it been since you’ve cum?”

You felt your face heat up. “T-that is so insanely inappropriate to ask someone.”

“Yeah, whatever, now answer it.”

“I don’t know. A few months, I guess,” you muttered under your breath. He moved closer to you, like a predator stalking its prey. He leaned into you and you could feel his breath on your neck as he whispered into your ear.

“I’m going to make you forget your name.”

#atsv miguel #miguel o’hara #miguel o’hara x reader #raine’s.thoughts #miguel o’hara x you #miguel o’hara smut #miguel ohara x reader #miguel x you #miguel o'hara #miguel x reader #miguel ohara x you

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Falling asleep at the office — Miguel O’hara x gn!reader

warnings/tags: sfw, headcanons, reupload of my most popular work </3

if you asked anyone at headquarters a certain question, they would all tell you the same thing: miguel hates physical affection. they've never seen him so much as shake hands with someone. you had a feeling that he was just touch starved, but you weren't his therapist. still, you made an effort to have physical contact with him, mostly through hand shakes, and eventually high fives.

when you collapsed onto him in his office after handing in your mission report, no one expected him to let you sleep. what was even stranger, though, was the fact that he let you sleep on him.

he hadn't even noticed lyla taking pictures of you and him, though. he was worried about you. eventually, once he finished his work, he shut off his computer and looked down at you in his lap.

sighing quietly, he picked you up (bridal style) slowly so you didn't wake up and moved you to a spare room in hq.

as he was about to leave, though, you stirred in your sleep. he wasn't going to pay much mind to it, but then he heard you call his name. turning back to you, he saw you looking at him.

"please don't go," you groggily said.

so he didn't. he sat next to you in bed and let you cuddle up next to him. you two sat quietly for a while, miguel running his fingers through your hair and you tracing circles on his thigh. when you stopped tracing patterns, he looked down to see that you had fallen asleep to him messing with your hair. as he gazed at your peaceful face, he felt a strange sense of calmness wash over him.

he wanted to protect you, he realized. he wanted to care for you.

but weirdly, he was okay with that.

#miguel spiderverse #atsv miguel #miguel x reader #miguel o’hara #miguel o’hara x you #miguel ohara x you #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel ohara fluff #miguel ohara x reader

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Worried — Miguel O’hara x gn!reader

warnings/tags: sfw, injury, hospitals, mention of sexualization

a/n: miguel is so ajjsjsjdhjshd i love him

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miguel was never physically affectionate with anyone. you didn’t complain - imagining him touching you always led to impure thoughts, and that wasn’t exactly ideal, considering the fact that he was your boss.

but there was this one mission that you were assigned to. you had been fighting an anomaly - a doc ock - and he had landed a pretty solid hit on you, causing you to fall to the ground immediately. he was captured shortly after that by jess, and miguel rushed over to you. by the time he had gotten to your side, you were fading in and out of consciousness due to blood loss. the adrenaline was beginning to wear off. you were in extreme pain, and you screamed when miguel touched you. he pressed down on the gash on your stomach, cursing to himself. “stay with me.”

the next thing you knew, you were in the hospital. confused, you tried to sit up, but couldn’t due to monitors and ivs.

the doctor monitoring you (who was also a spiderman) noticed your movement. “ah, you’re finally awake. he was getting pretty worried,” he said, gesturing to miguel, who was pacing outside of the room. “you’re gonna be okay. no missions for a while, because you had to get stitches, but you’re fine other than that.” he took the ivs out and removed the monitors from your skin.

miguel sensed movement and looked up. seeing you move caused him to knock on the door, and the spider-doctor went to let him in. he had to duck under the doorframe due to his height. after he was safely in the room, he practically ran to your side and hugged you, his arms wrapped around your torso.

“i was so worried,” he whispered. “you’re not gonna be going on any dangerous missions for a long time.”

you patted his back slowly. “i’m okay, mr. o’hara. no need to worry about me.”

he shook his head. “call me miguel. and i worry about everyone, so hush.”

he let go of your torso, but still held your hand. you shifted in the bed, slightly uncomfortable.

“why are you squirming?”

you froze. “um… it’s hard to explain, and i don’t feel like it’s appropriate to share with my boss.”

“talk to me like i’m your friend, not your boss.”

“it’s not that easy,” you exhaled, “but whatever. i grew up being sexualized and had very little physical affection given to me when i was younger. so now, when people touch me in any way, i automatically assume that they want sex.”

he blinked, his expression shifting to one of sadness. “there’s more to life than sex, you know?”

“yeah, i know that, but it just feels like that’s all there is sometimes. it’s the only constant i’ve ever had.” you said as you messed with your blanket.

he shook his head. “you’re more than a sex object.”

your breath hitched. “please don’t say that.”

“why not?”

because the only people that are nice to me are people that want to fuck me. “just… don’t.”

he stared at you, but you averted your gaze. “just… drop it, please.”

he nodded. “okay. do you know when you’re going to be discharged?”

the spider-doctor, who was still there, coughed. “they’re free to go now. just no intense physical activity for the next few weeks, and make sure they’re drinking water.”

“thank you, doctor.” you said, moving to stand up, but you were stopped by miguel.

“no, stay still. i’ll carry you,” he offered. despite your protesting, he picked you up with ease.

“come on,” he whispered. “let’s get you home.”

#miguel ohara x reader #miguel o’hara x you #miguel x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel ohara x you #miguel spiderverse #atsv miguel #miguel ohara fluff #miguel o’hara fluff

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Hatefuck — Miguel O’hara x afab!reader

tags/warnings: nsfw, brat!reader, jealous!miguel, orgasm delay

smut under the cut!

you knew that you had a tendency to be… reckless when you were on missions. others’ safety was your highest priority — but oftentimes, you forgot to protect yourself.

on a particularly difficult mission, you and miguel were fighting an anomaly that had severely injured another spiderperson before you two showed up. you were able to successfully return it to its home universe, but while you were heading back to HQ, you noticed that miguel seemed kinda pissed.

“what’s wrong?” you asked. “you look like you’re about to kill somebody.” he glared at you. “i’ll talk to you in my office.” as he stalked off, you wondered what his problem was.

“what’s his deal?” hobie asked you, giving you a fist bump when he saw you. “i have no idea,” you replied. “i guess i’m about to see.” he chuckled. “good luck mate.”

seeing you talk to hobie just angered miguel more. he was already mad that you had put yourself in danger, but now you were talking to other men. he finally reached his office. “lyla,” he grumbled. “go help margo for a few hours. i don’t want you in here or listening in.” lyla made a face. “what, you planning on having sex with someone or something?” when he didn’t respond, she giggled. “okay, boss. whatever you say.” with lyla gone, all he had to do was wait for you to show up.

as you neared miguel’s office, you noticed that the atmosphere felt more tense. anxiety started to creep into your mind, and suddenly you were worried that miguel was going to fire you. before you could enter, you felt his webs grab you and pull you into the room, the door slamming shut behind you.

“what the hell is your problem?” you yelped. miguel’s face was neutral, but his body language showed that he was upset. “my problem?” he started. “you’re the one almost getting yourself killed! you know that you’re one of my best agents. you need to put yourself first.” you scoffed. “how i operate doesn’t matter. you have no control over me and how i act.” his eyes darkened. “oh, really? you and i both know that’s not true.”

“yes it is. you can’t make me do anything.”

he simply smirked. “watch me.”

before you could react, he grabbed you, pushing you down to the ground with your hands above your head. you thrashed around, but his thighs were between yours. he had you trapped.

“what the hell, miguel?”

“you said i couldn’t make you do anything, right?” he asked. you nodded. “i’m going to make you beg.”

you laughed at that. “and how do you plan to do that?”

as you spoke, you felt one of his hands leave your wrists. he traced your body down to your pussy, rubbing your clit through your suit. “h-hey, why’re you-” you moaned, “why are you touching me?”

“you’ll see,” he smirked. “i wanna try something.”

he continued to rub your clit, and took notice of when you started bucking against his hand. when you started moaning, he stopped.

“w-what the hell,” you whined. “why’d you stop?”

“unless you beg me to let you cum, i’m not going to continue.”

“like hell i’ll do that,” you grumbled. “let me go.”

“no.” he said as he ripped your suit. “wouldn’t want to get in trouble for public indecency, would you?”

“seriously? what the fuck is wrong with you?” you half-yelled.

he started grinding himself against you. “i'm just teaching you a lesson. let me know when you’re ready to cum.” he knew that you wouldn’t be able to take him without prep, so he began fingering you. you tensed up around him, not expecting him to do that. “wh-what are you doing,” you asked. he looked into your eyes. “stop asking questions.” you felt yourself getting closer to cumming, but you weren’t gonna say anything to him about it. maybe he wouldn’t notice if you-

he stopped. you groaned. “fuck you.”

grinning, he started to finger you again, going from just one finger to two, then three. once he felt you were ready, he stopped. lining himself up with your entrance, he looked you in the eyes.

“if you cum without permission, i’ll make you cry.” and with that, he began slowly sliding into you, making sure you felt every inch of him as he did. you gasped as he bottomed out. your eyes had rolled to the back of your head, and miguel was enjoying every reaction you had to his cock.

“you feel me, darling?” he asked, pressing down on your stomach. “aren’t i so deep inside you?” you moaned. “f-fuck, miguel- you’re so big- can’t think!”

“of course you can’t, dumb slut. are you ready to beg yet?” desperately, you nodded. “please, please let me cum!”

he smirked. “not good enough.” his hips began to move again, slowly dragging out and pushing back in. as he went faster, your moaning increased, until you were sure that you were going to cum if he didn’t stop-

you started to cry when he stopped. he wiped your tears. “shh, it’s okay. you’re doing so good, baby. you can cum the next time you get close, okay?”

nodding, you began to whimper when he continued thrusting into you, setting an intense pace instantly. you felt yourself getting close again, and you looked at him. he nodded, and your head fell back as you came. he pulled out and came onto your stomach. both of you were panting heavily as you came down from your highs.

he was the first to move. he created a portal to his room in HQ and picked you up to carry you through it. he laid you down on his bed and grabbed some water for you to drink and a towel to clean you with. you smiled as he returned. “sorry for scaring you, miguel.” he just sighed. “you always worry me. i don’t want you going on solo missions for a while.” you just nodded. “i understand. i love you.” he looked into your eyes. “i love you too.”

#miguel o’hara #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel ohara x reader #miguel x you #miguel x reader #miguel o’hara smut