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hyydraworks · 5 months

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Deathclaw mug for a Christmas/new year prezzie.

#hyydraworks #fallout art #fallout fanart #fallout #fallout new vegas #deathclaw #monster #monster art #video game art #wip #underglaz #mig #ceramics #pottery #traditional art #illustration #handmade

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peachie-bumblebee · 10 months

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MIGUEL O’HARA NSFW HEADCANONS

MINORS DNI

i kinda need him biblically?? oml.

CW: SADOMASOCHISM, PAIN STUFF, SLIGHTLY PUBLIC SEX MENTIONS, B0NDAGE

lord have MERCY THIS MAN CAN FUCK!

No, seriously.

He can fuck.

He’s fucking huge. It’s 9 inches, thick to the point of being mind-numbingly good yet not painful.

His balls are pretty. You can’t tell me they’re not pretty. Miguel O’Hara has a pretty dick with pretty balls to match.

Smooth, tanner at the base, tip gets flushed and a lil leaky when he gets too excited.

Switch. Most people are surprised about his submissive side, but once you get to know him it’s kind of obvious.

If he’s not in a relationship (and, lets be fr, sometimes when he’s in one-) sex gets shoved to the side.

He’s a very busy man with a lot on his plate, and sex takes up valuable time he could be spending in more productive ways.

That being said, especially in a relationship, Miguel likes to use sex as a way to burn off some steam.

It’s during these times where he’s especially dominant. He’d pull his s/o into another room and walk out 15 minutes later like he didn’t just blow their back out.

This is made even MORE risky by the fact people with spidey sense are around, but lucky for him he thought of that, so most rooms are sound muffling anyway.

He’ll only use his fangs if 1. his s/o REALLY beg or if 2. he’s especially pent up. If it’s the second, he’ll still only graze them. No poison either way. No accidental deaths.

He can be very cold and commanding when he’s dominant. He can and will fuck his partner’s throat, having them grind against their own hand while they do it.

He can also be very passionate and loving, folding them in half and looking straight down in their eyes as he fucks them, whispering praises of how good they’re taking him.

He WILL get all up in his sexual partner’s ear, gasping and telling them how good they feel around him.

He’s very good at giving. Don’t get me wrong, he lovES receiving, but he’s GOOD at munching. Dick sucking is a little more difficult cuz of the fangs, but god bless him he works around it.

HE USES THE WEBS!! YOU CAN’T TELL ME HE DOESNT STRING HIS PARTNER UP FOR HIM TO USE!

VERY beggy as a sub. This is another emotional release for him- one of the few ways he’ll be vulnerable. If someone asks, he’ll probably deny it one way or another.

If his s/o had webs, he’d LOVE being restrained by them. if not, he’ll pretend ropes will hold him.

They won’t.

And if he broke out, he’d pin them down and fuck them into the ground like a man possessed.

His dick is so sensitive when he’s subbing. if it gets so much as lightly grazed he’s moaning through gritted teeth.

He won’t cum inside unless he’s really, truly in love and has been for a LONG time. even then- maybe not. the idea of more children is so painful in so many ways that i find it unlikely he’d even risk it.

Sucker for having his hair pulled on HNDGDHJDBD

He moans so pretty when it happens.

LOVES being put/putting someone in their place.

Claws and fangs get more pronounced the closer he gets. He can’t help that he loses control.

hope you guys enjoyed!! if anyone’s interest in a fic, let me know!! i LIVE for requests.

#across the spiderverse #migeul o'hara #miguel o'hara #mig #miguel o hara x reader #x reader #miguel x reader #miguel o hara headcanons #miguel headcanons #miguel o’hara headcanon #miguel o’hara smut #across the spiderverse x reader #across the spider verse smut #atsv smut #atsv headcanons #atsv miguel #atsv

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tarjapearce · 8 months

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Soccer family Miguel and wife’s first time with each other?

Ah, sweet nonny 👀

A bit nsfw and Fluff (As usual❤️) undercut ~

You had been staying with Miguel in his apartment after a pretty bad fight with your mother. You arrived, teary eyed, soaked by the rain and in dire need of a hug.

You hadn't formally asked eachother to date, but pretty much everyone knew you were a thing at this point.

"I didn't know what to do" You'd mumble as he let you in and helped you out.

The first night was rather something you needed, he gave you his clothes and acted like nothing more but a listener. He offered you to stay as long as you needed.

You didn't want to be around your own apartment since your mother had been staying there.

The second night was a breeze. You'd wake up to make him some breakfast and would wait for him to return. Needless to say that it was a pleasant surprise to have someone to wait for him after a long day of work.

And right now, all he could think of was the taste of your lips. Sweet and cinnamon-like after drinking his horchata, his large hands gently roamed your frame, to then stop at your waist and squeezed.

Your giggles were drowned as he pushed you towards the bedroom. You loved to tease him, and he could only take so much before he snapped. Things got serious when you stumbled at the edge of his bed and he crawled ontop of you.

Hands caressing your face, his thumb brushing over you lips and you kissed it. He stared at you for what it felt like forever and you couldn't help but feel scrutinized

"Miguel?"

He swallowed the knot in his throat and sighed.

"Sorry, shouldn't have-"

"I want you too." Your smile, your damned sweet smile sent shivers down his spine. A small flush dashed in his cheeks as he spoke

"It's been a while though, so I apologize if-"

"Tranquilo, I'm no expert by any means either. Let's just... find out together?" (Relax)

"I'd like that."

One would think that Miguel had his own share of experiences, but sex wasn't something he actually indulged, and when he did was to appease his mind so he could work in peace without sexual and intrusive thoughts plaguing him, but even so it was rare. College days were too busy to give in and his first time had been, meh.

And you'd resort to toys. Sure a couple of previous failed partners were enough to just get yourself a quick solution. Sex for you had been... bland, lousy and surely something you'd rather to engage almost never. It was rare when a partner was actually focused on your pleasure.

But with Miguel, there was something about him that drawn you like a moth to a flame. Things between you flowed like water.

His lips on your neck made all those thoughts to go away, his hands cradled your cheek as his other hand explored your clothed thighs. His pajama pants had been huge on you, but so so comfortable, just like his presence.

His shirt, discarded like yours. Breast bare before him, your hands reached for his lower back and caressed him, earning a low and soft growl, then they reached to his supple and plump pair of mounds.

"W-What are you doing?" He half laughed , half tensed.

"I always wanted to do that, sorry" You squeezed him and he inhaled sharply, "That too." You giggled and squealed when he nipped at your neck softly.

"I know you know you're hot."

He snorted and peeled your pants off.

"You're just nervous. You talk alot when nervous." He mumbled before removing his own clothes.

"Hard to not be when it's been a while since-" Your eyes widened at his bare body, Greek God type physique before you in all its glory. now you felt like a measly tribute.

"Can hear your thoughts from here" He poked your forehead to then remove your panties.

"Estás preciosa." (You're gorgeous)

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You had lost the track of time and the count after the third orgasm. Your mind still processed everything that had happened.

"You ok?" His arms pulled you closer as you panted and nodded. Heat cooling off your bodies.

"That was..." You gave a long exhale, "Dios mío, Miguel."

"Cállate" He groaned and held you close. You were the big spoon. A lazy smile on his face.

Pleasure surely thrived between you both. He had used his mouth, his fingers and his cock. The latter proved a bit tricky since, as much as he wanted to just let go of all inhibitions, he was aware that after a while without sex, it could be painful, but that didn't stop you from riding him.

His face both pussy drunk and surprised as you bounced on him. You took it like a champ and he'd want more. More of you, more of your moans and little cries you'd do everytime he plowed deep enough. With you things felt natural, he was a natural.

You made him feel a lot of unusual things that his previous partners had lacked completely. He had enjoyed sex, he loved pounding into you, specially when your legs wrapped around his waist to push him deeper. It was no longer a task but a need only you seemed to sate completely, and still he'd need more.

And your back arching at every orgasm as your insides trapped his cock, was the proof he needed. You weren't faking it, like some had done before. If something wasn't working you'd tell him. But the way you looked at him, praised him, was too much and too good.

So many things went through your minds.

Your name felt sweet as it rolled off his lips

"Yes?"

"Stay."

A bashful smile as you pulled him closer and kissed his head.

"Of course."

You weren't his girlfriend, but much more than that. You were his and his alone.

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #t writes✨#miguel o'hara x you #atsv miguel #soccer family ⚽🕷️#mig #miguel ohara fanfiction #miguel x reader #miguel ohara smut #miguel o'hara fluff

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figdays · 2 months

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Handpainted Large Ceramic Mug // CatiDaehnhardt

#CatiDaehnhardt #mig #kitchenware #kitchen goods

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eightyuh · 8 months

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my DND character Mig's origin story

#mig #dnd art #celestial warlock #verdan #dnd comic #mig hexpage #dnd #oc #idk i already had this comic kicking around .... figured i'd post it #the skelari are an original race the DM invented so i incorporated them into her story!

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sonandheirofnothinginparticular · 6 months

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#mig

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marquezian · 29 days

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"All the boxes around us hate us because we make a lot of noise :)"

#YOU CANT TAKE MIG AND BEZZ ANYWHERE NJDFJNKJKSDJKS #SLAMS YOUR CEILING SLAMS YOUR CEILING #mb #mig #mp4 #*#cut together by me.. the ceiling slam clips are so dear to meee #marco bezzecchi

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shadefish · 3 months

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Redid my AU's Sixshot a bit! Redid her colors and made her gimmick a bit more apparent :> her pronouns are still she/her and she still turns into a Mikoyan MiG-31!

oooo cool links you wanna click on to support me and my work

#art #digital art #transformers #maccadam #mecha #robot #sci fi #plane #AU #Our Darkest Hour #sixshot #decepticon #mig #guns #revolver

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enriquemzn262 · 4 months

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SEPECAT Jaguar vs Mikoyan MiG-27

Their massive landing gears show their focus on operations from rough, unprepared airfields.

#aviation #air force #mig #jaguar

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irondeterrent · 2 months

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Soviet MiG-23M in flight in 1989

#eastern bloc #80s #1980s #cold war #communism #ussr #soviet union #MiG #aircraft #fighter jet #aviation #OP

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heyybaejjk · 6 months

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SAU, LA'U TAMA AULELEI ! - PT. 2

pairing: teen miguel o'hara x fem samoan oc

summary: I suck at writing summaries, js read it man 😞

warnings/notes: smoking?? dk if that counts, profanity, dry fucking humor, no miguel x reader yet

series masterlist | prev chap | next chap

It was two hours before school started. Meaning, that Miguel had two hours to freshen himself up before meeting Manaia today. He woke up at 5 and brushed his teeth hard. So hard that the bristles were at different angles. He then settled at his friend's house, Sione, and texted him that he was waiting outside.

M.Ohara_99: Open the door.

mahi_sniffer: good morning to you too 😔

M.Ohara_99: Sione, it's six in the morning and it's freezing out here. Open the door.

aluaigioukae: can you not text the gc, you have private msgs for a reason stupid asses

mahi_sniffer: @aluaigioukae fuck up period clot n go back to sleep boi

[ M.Ohara_99: Sione, it's six in the morning and it's freezing out here. Open the door. ]

mahi_sniffer: ^Replied to M.Ohara_99's message^

: does that mean ur nips r hard

M.Ohara_99 is typing...

mahi_sniffer: does that mean ur nips are hard

read by M.Ohara_99

mahi_sniffer: HEY WHYD U LEAVE ME ON SEEN 😞

mahi_sniffer: IM KIDDING ILL OPEN THE DOOR MAN

Sione rushes out of his bed, running to the door and opening it. Laughing to himself as he sees Miguel's 6"9 standing there with his eyebrow raised. Sione's eyes lowering down to Miguel's chest. "So they are hard."

That was half an hour ago, now Miguel and Sione were both at Kiuga's house. Both were sat on his bed, Sione facing the wall with his arms crossed.

"So after Kiuga gets ready, we're going to go to David's house?" Miguel asks Sione, face to face with his back. He watches as Sione shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly.

"Don'know," he responds dryly.

Miguels laughs to himself, pushing Sione from the back. "C'mon, it wasn't even that bad."

"What's he sooking about?" Kiuga asks, adjusting his ie lavalava that wrapped around his waist.

"I tapped his cheek because he was looking at my nipples-"

"Wroooong! You slapped me, idiot!" Sione whines, throwing a glare Miguel's way.

Kiuga chuckles, finally finished getting ready. Ruffling Sione's hair, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. "David's meeting us at school, he went early to have a personal fufu hour sesh in the school bathroom with his missus."

(a/n: fufu hour is this discord chat with a bunch of polynesians, its just straight up nudes, cookie calls, and sex☠️)

Miguel's face cringes while Sione pushes him away, "Can you not, cunt? Oh my fuck," He makes a gagging face, trying to shake off the image of one of his best friend's and their girlfriend having a quick root.

It was time. Time has gone by and now the performances were ready to be showcased. Everyone was to sit inside the wide and large hall, face the stage while sitting in a cramped space next to others. This led Miguel to start freaking the absolute fuck out. Where should he sit? Next to her? Behind her? Or should he purposely sit in front of Manaia so she can gawk at his back muscles? Where was she even going to sit?

He pauses at the hall door upon seeing her sit down front row, along with other two girls on each side. Miguel mentally facepalms. Of course, she'd be in front row. She was performing.

Miguel nervously rubbed his sweaty palms and speedwalks outside the hall, making his way to the men's changing room. He sees Kiuga sitting down on one of the benches, huffing out a puff of smoke, throwing away the blunt instantly at the sight of him walking.

"Fuck, I thought you were Mr Smith," he chuckles, standing up to dap up Miguel, "He caught me last term, the rents were not happy with me... You got the thing I told you about?"

Miguel nods, pulling out a small box and showing it to his friend, smiling proudly.

"Okay, how much did this cost you?"

"Like $15 for one, I got another as well, so.. $30 altogether," Miguel smiles innocently, holding a dark red and blue flower and a purple flower together as a father would with a fish after their successful catch.

"The hell? Miguel, what sei shop did you go to?"

( a/n: A sei is a fake flower worn on your ear. Traditionally, if a sei is being worn on your right ear, it means you're single. If it's on the left ear, then it mean you're taken. Or can just be used decoration. I personally wear one for fun!!)

Miguel's smile falters slightly, "The one you told me to go to! Sialei's Boutique."

"Se aikae ia, that's the one I told you not to go to. Sione told you to go to that one. And we've learnt to never listen to Sione," he rolls his eyes at the mention of their friend, "The one I told you to go to only sold sei's for $15, but in a pack of 10. You only have 2."

"Oh fuck- Sorry. I didn't-"

"It doesn't matter now. Just remember the plan, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah! Right, I know."

"And that is?" Kiuga questions the latter, patting his back to comfort his nerves.

"Wait for everything to finish. Ask her if she's free to speak later, and then ask her out on a date?"

"Ia malo lava, great job, now go find us a seat inside, I'll be there soon."

"But where are you going to be?"

"Right beside you, I need to chuck a quick piss before it starts. Now go!"

An hour and a half went by and the main event was coming to a near-end. Miguel sat in his seat uncomfortably, his legs sore from sitting in the same spot for so long, but he held on staying just to see you dance. However, the temptation of walking out the hall doors was getting to him.

"Fuck me," Miguel whispers, annoyed at the bicker he was stuck in between with. He sat in the middle of Sione and Kiuga, who were visibly arguing, spitting all over Miguel's face without care.

"Yeah, but I told you to pack the flag so we can run around with it!"

"No the fuck you didn't, cunt. YOU said you were going to bring it, you never told me to bring it!"

"Sione, I literally remember what you said. You, Miguel, and David were at my bloody house last night! You can ask Miguel. Right, Miguel!?"

Both heads turn to face the poor boy, he ignores them as the crowd around them starts to cheer at the MC walking on stage. "Kia Orana, everybody!" The loud voice echoes through the mic, a tall Kuki boy with slight pale skin held a bright smile, ushering for the audience to quiet down for him to speak. "Before the day ends, we have two more performances to finish us off! A couple dance then that will be followed by a group performance, so don't be afraid to give them a big cheer!"

He walks off the stage as another guy walks onto the middle of it, his head bowed down and muscular arms behind his back, the guy on stage had a similar build to Miguel's; only difference being he had a traditional tattoo run across his shoulder blade and down the right side of his chest.

The song had started and everyone had already started cheering, especially Kiuga. David, who was beside him, took out a big Samoan flag and started waving it around while cheering. Miguel laughs as Sione and Kiuga glare at David.

A minute into the dance, Miguel leans over to his right, "Who's that?" He whispers to Sione, his annoyance gone down as the two other boys had stopped arguing.

Sione goes silent for a while before answer, "The guy dancing?" he asks warily.

"Yeah, him."

The audience grows louder as they watch another figure walk onto the stage, locking hands with the other. His eyes refuse to avert, his breathing heaves at the sight of Manaia making her way on stage, her hand holding the latter. Miguel watches in disbelief as her smile, showing her pearly white teeth, winking at the audience. Her curly hair reached the back of her knees, complimenting the black and blue dress you wore. The sei she wore matching with the guy's ie lavalava.

"That's Manaia's ex, Seth..."

( a/n: for reference, here's the dance !! )

this chapter is v boring, this was more of a filler im sorry guys