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#「 ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴢɪᴇꜱᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ...ᴛᴀʟᴏɴꜱ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀꜱ... || ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ 」
neonwebs · 6 months
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ᴘᴏᴜʀɪɴɢ ꜱᴀʟᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ
I recognized the alley.
October was coming to a close. That was usually the time we started talking about going to Mexico to celebrate. It was coming up on my anniversary of first putting on the costume and being Spider-Man. I hadn't told Gabe yet, and Dana was still alive and unknowing. Gabe was telling me how Kasey expressed interest in traveling with us. It'd been a pretty busy year, so I was hesitant about going. I know the festival can get pretty crazy.
His car was in the shop and- I wasn't driving so, we had to walk to get to Kasey's place Downtown. The smart thing would've been to come out as Spider-Man then and there, so I could swing us back and forth safely. Yet even for all my papers stating otherwise, I chose the option that lead us walking through Downtown late at night. Down dimly lit streets under concrete skies. Instead of going over the smell of trash, we had to walk through it. Talking through the sound of constant crunching glass.
We walked the same route he'd driven before with no issue, so I wasn't expecting the guy to jump out at us. We were just talking about me being too busy with work to make time with friends. We turned the corner, and the guy came over to us, pointing at me. Gabe was behind me.
I remember the two of them yelling over me back and forth. A demand to transfer all of our credits over, to Gabe yelling how we weren't going to do that. Despite the fact, we both had our hands up. I offered to pay.
"Lyla, transfer over two hundred credits."
"Not two hundred. All of it." He pointed between Gabe and me with the gun. "I know your types, you can afford it. All of it."
I was ready to hand it over. I wasn't thinking as far ahead as to know I could just call the bank and dispute the transfer as soon as I was home safe. I just wanted it all to end. Before Gabe spoke up over my shoulder.
"Dude, you're not just gonna give him-"
"And you shut the fuck up!!" Turning his attention on Gabe away from me. Suddenly I wasn't in the way anymore. The gun inches away from me, pointed at Gabe.
They both were yelling. I wanted to speak- say something, agree, at least to pay the full amount. If not, I'd beg- plead even if it meant Gabe didn't get shot. I didn't want to bring him home to mom, I didn't want to bury my brother. All that came from me was a yell. The gun went off when I lunged for it.
I don't remember the seconds after. Gabe told me I was on top of the guy, punching, punching and punching. I remember the ringing in my ears. I couldn't hear him yelling for me. My fingers were starting to hurt, and the skin at my knuckles tore and bled before he pulled me off. I was up off the ground by the time it stopped. Gabe had pulled me away, turning me away from the sight.
"Shit, man. You-" His head kept turning in between me and the other guy on the ground. "You really laid into that guy you-" I watched him double-take. "Migs- you're bleeding."
Then it started to burn, like liquid fire trailing down the side of my face. I didn't realize the bullet nearly missed me when I jumped. I touched it. Blood coated my fingers, and the ringing started to subsidie. I didn't realize I'd been shot until he said something. I'm sure I had a wild look in my eyes when I could finally look at Gabe long enough. We just stood there. Realizing you nearly took a bullet makes you forget the smell of sulfur and new oncoming scent of iron.
It wasn't long after my fight with the Specialist. I'd hesitated once and he almost tried to kill me. Before I'd known it, I killed him first. It'd be enough to say I slit his throat, but it wouldn't cover how my talons went right down into the internal jugular vein. There was no chance of recovery. Even with the medicine offered today. If I had hesitated, I could've lost Gabri. I think he knew that too. Maybe that's why he wouldn't let me see the guy.
Kasey ended up meeting us at a nearby clinic. As fast as a healing factor I have, I still needed something to close the skin. The clinic didn't have the cream available to remove the scar the quick procedure left behind, but with some luck, it's small. You don't notice unless you spend all day staring at me. The horozontal scar on my forehead that's just a few inches above my right eyebrow.
It's the first thing I notice when I look at the body. I...the other version of me, laying face up in that very alley. The man I disfigured that night, in a web against the wall, unconscious. When I move auburn streaks aside from the body, I see the shot that missed, if it had been successful.
I've done this too many times. I still don't know what to do first.
"Lyla...find me a cremation home. I know there's-" my throat feels sharp and dry. "There's a few in the city."
It takes just seconds for her to search like always. "I've identified two nearby funeral homes. One of which does not offer crematory services."
I doubt it's the way I'd want to go. The last time I did this, I didn't have time to give it as much thought. I want this time to be a little different.
"Lyla, broaden that search to cremation homes that offer scattering services."
With the hustle and bustle of Nueva York life, for an additional lifetime payment, you too can send the ashes of a version of yourself to wherever you'd like him to go. The last version of myself I had to bury wasn't so lucky to die in a time that offered such conveniences. Even if it's a shame people can't afford to take time off to grieve. I hate that I'm the one to use these services. For this exact reason...but at least he'd be placed somewhere that mattered to him. All I had to do was bring the body.
Lifting the poor bastard into my arms, I offer one last prayer to him. That wherever he's going. It's better than what's waiting for me.
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neonwebs · 2 months
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I hc before living with women, Migs place looked pretty Bare, just was very minimalist as I hc many apartments in 2099 are, and just really kept to that until Xina moved in.
Xina loving Marylin Munroe and all things twen cen brought a 70's inspired feel to the apartment. So there's lots of colors, a lot of angles to his furniture. Of course the famous conversation pit he shows off. He had one input that the walls be blue.
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Then Dana moved in and Dana had more expensive tastes, but already liked the majority look. Adding to it with a fine art collection and a few gold accents. She'd also order a holo-fire bar wall separating their all kitchen and living room. The kitchen has black counters on dark wood with gold accents. All their plates were square and they had a few variety sets for when Dana had people over that was like their "good China." All of the silverware looks gold. The fridge has a touch pad that tells him what's inside.
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Now the fine art's been taken down and replaced with Gabe and Feli's and Peebs and other society artist's pieces. In addition to the finer dishes, there's cups and dishes that have been left by other members that stick out mixed in against the matching sets. He and Jess have a substantial mug collection now. Now there's hints of pink in Jess's throw blankets on the couch and red on his mirror from her lipstick. The guest room is finally getting some use. The walls are still blue.
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neonwebs · 11 months
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Casually flexes my newly gifted banner
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So! As stated in my rules, reality can be whatever I want. When folks come to this blog, I want them to know my Miguel is comics based with atsv influences, as well as influences from 2011′s Spider-Man: Edge of Time video game (as fun as Shattered Dimensions is, and while I do love Miguel in that, it wasn’t my favorite portrayal so that chunk of characterization is not included in this one.) That being said, some things with my Miguel I feel like I should include are
Miguel always wears the yellow shades in and outdoors and when hiding his eyes from people who don’t know he’s Spider-Man
He knows Tyler Stone is his father, but has not shared the fact that he knows. He does not know that Kron’s dead (and flushed)
Miguel hasn’t told Gabriel he’s alive. He never told him he was leaving
He doesn’t inject rapture. The movie didn’t explain why he does and I’m not about to give a wrong answer so he just doesn’t do it
He’s not as massive as he is in the movie but he’s still pretty tall (6′3)
Dana and Gabe were never together, just good friends. Gabe introduced Dana to Miguel at a party, and they dated sometime shortly after
But just as Peter lost Gwen, Miguel lost Dana when Kron (Venom 2099) killed her
He hasn't dated since loosing Dana
There’s a six year age difference between Miguel and Gabe (obvi Miggy is the older brother)
Miguel still works for Alchemex in the genetics department. All of his check goes toward the Spider-Society
He's rich but don’t forget that a common trait among spiders is that they’re very smart. Most spiders can make something out of practically nothing and that’s the big part in keeping operations running smooth. His check goes more towards specialized equipment that can’t exactly be built (and food)
He sings veeeeeeeery quietly to himself while he works sometimes
While he would happy to not be Spider-Man for the rest of his life, Miguel would miss the gliding aspect of it most of all
He remains Peter Parker’s biggest fan in the future. He tries to keep it on the DL but he has his fanboy moments
He is out of the closet to literally everyone but his mom (who’s alive btw)
George is dead tho (thank God) he unfortunately did not suffer (boo, tomato)
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neonwebs · 6 months
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I stole this meme from Marx @foretoldwings
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Cause I kept meaning to do it, but I had to reinstall my editing app on my phone
Template under the cut!
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neonwebs · 8 months
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Big bad scary Spider-Man likes to be little spoon
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neonwebs · 3 months
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Miguel's Baulder's Gate AU
Half human half lolth sworn drow druid 🙂 who worships the spider goddess. he's got a folk hero background. His staff turns him into a big spider and shoots webs :)) Soon I plan to get these boots that allow you to walk freely on webbing
I went with his original red and black color palette, and the hair I picked reminded me of his Exodus look (bring back his messy boy band hair I miss it so)
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neonwebs · 10 months
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At 6 likes you've asked for it
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Miguel NSFW hc's under the cut
His talons pop out when he finishes
Excellent at eating out and giving head
Loves fingering. Mouth, ass, front, don't matter none to him
Of course, he likes biting, but he won't paralyze anyone without permission
You can tell where he fucks bc there's scratches all over it
LOVES desk sex. On a desk, table, or on a kitchen counter are some his favorite places to have someone
Gets overstimulated very easy but always gets the job done. He's not done until his partner's done
Touch starved isn't a good enough term. The man is touch famished
Loves being touched on his arms, any attention to his face makes his toes curl. Loves attention to his hands
He enjoys his privacy, but he can do with a risk factor
A passionate, sensual top but a shy bottom. He doesn't trust many to have him in that sort of position (but he can learn)
He's noisy. He talks a lot. Lots of gasps and moans. Loves to tell you how good you feel, how sweet you taste, how pretty you look. How big you are, how good he feels, will beg to keep you going
What's a Spider-Man without a bondage kink? Cause he sure has one
Not a freak in the traditional sense. He doesn't sleep around too often, but if he likes you enough, he can sure be made into one
He can take it if it hurts
He's no stranger with initiating, but he likes it more when he's initiated. Makes him feel wanted
He acts like hitting on him doesn't work but it totally does
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neonwebs · 10 months
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Miguel is the exact definition of can dish it out, but can't take it. Like sure he can hit on you and maybe it'll work if you're into him bc he is actually pretty good at it. But you hit on him??? Bluescreen. 404 error. Keysmash. Internet dial up sounds. The number you are trying to reach is not in service at this time.
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neonwebs · 10 months
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Thinking about him dying his hair to try to hide his grays
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neonwebs · 9 months
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Thinking about light reflecting off his eyes like a gators
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You enter his office and he turns to see you
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neonwebs · 10 months
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Spanish is a sort of comfort language for Miguel. English was his first language as George didn't want anyone speaking Spanish in the house. So naturally, he made it a point to be just as good at speaking Spanish as he speaks English. He'll respond to people who speak to him first in Spanish, but hardly will be the first to speak Spanish to people he's not close with. He'll speak it to himself for comfort, speak it to someone when he wants to tell them something private, and will use Spanish for terms of endearment if you're really that special.
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neonwebs · 9 months
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When it comes to visuals for his talons, y'know me, I'm crazy about his look in Exodus (I unfortunately have to show u the Foot Picture bc it's relevant)
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I like to imagine em long and opaque like bird talons. Something that will really HOOK into ya
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neonwebs · 10 months
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No, but like-
Pulling his hair is the best thing you can do to him when he's on his knees for you. Tell him how pretty his eyes are and tell him how good he feels so he can whine about how good you taste. Make him beg for more, cause he's into it.
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neonwebs · 10 months
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Since the finger/arm touch thing was so popular, a few more mannerisms!
Drumming his fingers and talons on stuff
Sometimes his fangs get caught on his lip so he'll walk around with a little snaggletooth until he catches onto it
Looks over his sunglasses when u tell him something objectively dumb/stupid
Pushes up said sunglasses with his middle finger
Does the hands on his hips powerstand a lot. He's Thinking...
His little mumble singing, we all know about that already
Chews the end of pens/pencils. Hide ur erasers
Picks his teeth with his talons when he thinks ppl aren't looking
Rolls his eyes a lot and sighs a lot. Loud groans over the smallest things. Sometimes, yknow him, he's dramatic
Whenever I picture him dancing, I always picture Sombra's dance emote. That's his lil dancey dance when he's alone in his office and a banger comes on
If he ever says "let's get loud" he is directly quoting the Jennifer Lopez song
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neonwebs · 10 months
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He does this lil' thing to check on ppl where he runs the back of his fingers on someone's arm/forearm. Sometimes, he'll do it to someone's cheek or their thigh if he's close enough with them. It's his way of letting you know he's there, whenever you may need him. I've written him doing it once. Technically twice.
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neonwebs · 4 months
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He's struggled his whole life to understand art, but, you know the one piece he's never needed to have explained to him?
As a kid, he saw himself as the son. Put up at Alchemax at George's insistence. Maybe if he gave up everything for him, his father would show regret for the way he treated him one day. He would come to hold him like Ivan held his son.
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But he's come to view himself as the father. Holding onto a daughter, killed due to his ignorance. He didn't mean it. She had to know he never meant to let it happen.
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