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raines-cloud · 16 days
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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?”
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raines-cloud · 10 months
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Bad Neighbor — Miguel O’hara x gn!reader
warnings/tags: suggestive, miguel is a WHORE, reader is blunt
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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.”
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raines-cloud · 5 days
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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.”
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raines-cloud · 14 days
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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
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raines-cloud · 10 months
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Long Day
Miguel O’hara x reader
Summary: You had been running from Miguel. He finds you.
Tags/warnings: slight dubcon, predator/prey dynamics, praise and degradation, size difference, brat!reader
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today had been a rough day. all you could think about was seeing your partner die as you held them, a victim of the prowler. life hadn’t been the same without them.
you were in the middle of thinking about your past when you heard him. shit.
he is miguel o’hara, leader of the elite group of spidermen in nueva york. he has a very… unique way of entering universes. he slices through the fabric of space and time. you couldn’t lie, it’s pretty badass. if he wasn’t actively hunting you, you would probably think it was really cool!
“i know you’re in here,” he growled. “cabrón…”
you held your breath. you knew that he had probably studied the area before locating where you were, but you prayed he didn’t. maybe you could get away if he hadn’t?
his almost silent footsteps were getting closer. you needed to get him away from you. how could you distract him so that you could run?
“found you.” he said.
shit. bye! was all you could think as you ducked under his talons.
“if you wanna see me naked so bad, all you have to do is ask, miguel. no need to try and slash my clothes off,” you laughed as you ran.
“could you please shut the fuck up for more than two minutes?”
“sorry, no can do!”
you two continued to play the game of cat and mouse for another few minutes. at that point, you knew that you were going to get tired soon. he knew that too.
“i’ve almost got you. just give up and let me-”
you threw a wrench that was left on a workbench at him. that stopped him completely. you kept running.
“¡hijo de puta!” he yelled. “i’m going to fucking kill you!”
you realized as you neared the back of the warehouse that the exits were blocked off. what moron did that? wait, shit, that meant-
“there’s nowhere for you to run.”
you felt his presence and braced yourself before he tackled you to the ground. his body was completely crushing yours. you tried to struggle, but the more you did, the tighter he squeezed.
“shit, okay, okay, you got me! there’s no need to do all that!” you said as he pulled you up off the ground.
“you know that i’m over a foot taller than you, right?” he said.
you scoffed. “seriously? that’s what you’re starting with?”
“i locked all the entrances of this warehouse and blocked this exit before i made that obnoxious entrance. i’ve known you were in here for a while, and i knew you would try to run.”
“fucking stalker.”
“shut up.” you felt the grin in his voice as he raised you higher off the ground so that your ass was even with his crotch. “do you feel this?”
your breath hitched as you felt his cock against you.
“i asked you a question.” he growled.
“i, um. yeah, i feel that.” you stuttered out.
“this is what you’ve done to me. you walk around, practically begging to be caught by me. you’re a fucking slut for me and you know it.” he said, lowering you back to the ground. you never realized how big the size difference was between you two.
your heart, at this point, was beating faster than it should have been. “that’s- that’s not true-”
“i can smell you, whore. you’re wet. and i’m sure that if i reach down here…” he muttered, “you’re gonna be soaked, isn’t that right?”
you bit your lip as his hand dipped under your pants and into your boxers. “y-you shouldn’t touch down there- shouldn’t you be arresting me or something?”
“yeah, i should. but this is much more fun.”
you gasped as he ripped your clothes off, the shreds falling to the ground. “hey! what the hell is wrong with you?” you moved to cover yourself, but he stopped you.
“you felt ‘what was wrong with me’ earlier.”
oh. oh.
he slowly began grinding his cock against your ass, groaning to himself. he reached around and started rubbing your clit with one hand and grabbing your neck with the other. “isn’t this so much easier? all you have to do is listen. i know that you can do that, since you seem to be hanging on to every word i’m saying…”
you grit my teeth. “s-shut up.”
“no.” he continues rubbing your clit and grips your throat a little tighter, but starts grinding his cock against your pussy, easily sliding across it. “shit, you’re so wet. are you sure you don’t want this?”
you moaned. “f-fuck off, it’s a natural reaction-“
“you and i both know that this isn’t a natural reaction to being chased by someone more than a foot taller than you and more than 100 pounds heavier than you.”
you were going to say something snarky, but he sensed that and guided the head of his cock into you as you began to speak.
“s-shit! oh my god, miguel, please-!”
“so whiny… what was that you just said a minute ago?” he said, pressing himself further into you. “you said this was a natural reaction? maybe you’re just naturally a whore, then.” he laughed to himself. “oh, you liked that name, didn’t you baby? i felt you tighten up. don’t try to lie to me.”
you wanted to reply, but you were worried that it was just going to be babbling.
he stopped moving. “say something. do you want me to stop?”
“n-no, please don’t stop.”
he finally was balls deep inside you, and you swore it felt like you were being impaled. you felt him press down on your stomach, and suddenly you were very aware that you had a g-spot.
“aw, is that your first time feeling your g-spot? i’ll make sure you feel it being hit…” he said as he lifted your legs up off the ground, putting you into a standing full nelson. “how’s that?”
“f-fuck-! miguel, oh my god. you’re so deep,” you gasped. “can’t think-”
“good. you won’t be able to think or walk when we’re done.”
he pulled his cock out to the tip and proceeded to slam back in. you yelped and he chuckled. he continued to do that for several minutes, increasing the speed at which he fucked you until you felt like you were going explode.
“who said you could cum?” he said, stopping all movement.
you didn’t think you had ever felt so devastated over not being able to cum in your life. you conveyed that through a very whiny, “why’d you stop?!”
“are you crying?”
oh. you didn’t realize you were.
“poor thing, all you’re thinking about is cumming on my cock, isn’t that right?” he asked in the most condescending tone you had ever heard. but you nodded, because he was right.
“good fucking slut.” he said as he continued moving. “cum all you want, i don’t care. we’re not done until i say we are.”
he hit your g-spot continuously as he choked you, and that sent you over the edge. when he kept going, you felt tension building up in your abs.
“m-miguel it feels— fuck! wait, it feels like i’m gonna pee-” you whined out.
“let it happen, baby. have you never squirted before?”
you shook your head.
“fuck, that’s hot.”
you felt him press your stomach and rub your clit. the tension snapped and you screamed as you squirted on his cock. you whimpered at the sensitivity as he slowed his movements, eventually stopping. your breath was shaky and you couldn’t see straight.
“f-fuck… did you cum yet..?” you asked after about two minutes of breathing.
“no, but if you need to take a break we can. i know your fragile body can’t handle me.”
you scoffed. “i can handle you, you bitch.”
he grinned. “you still have an attitude. we’ll have to work on that.” he pressed on your stomach again, which made you realize that he was still inside of you. “i’m going to bend you over that workbench. you’re gonna take my cock like a good little whore. do you understand?”
you nodded.
he pressed your torso into the workbench, your feet barely touching the ground. you moved to cover your mouth with your hand, but he stopped you and grabbed both of your hands and pressed them against your lower back. “don’t hide your noises. i want to hear.”
he continued his routine of pulling all the way out and slamming back in. initially, he went slower, but he picked up the pace within a minute. “fuck, i love watching your ass move as i fuck you. you have such a slutty body.”
“m-miguel, w-wait, ‘s too fast- ‘m gonna cum again-!” you whined.
“i love that you’re announcing when you’re gonna cum to me. it’s cute. go ahead, my pretty little slut.
this time, it was his praise that made you cum. you moaned his name as you did and you felt him twitch. “are you close?” you slurred out.
“moan my name again.”
“miguel, please keep going, you feel so good inside me!”
“fuck. i’m close. do you want me to cum inside or outside?”
“outside, please,” you begged.
“okay.”
he pulled out of your pussy and grinded himself against your ass, using it to get himself off. after a few seconds, he moaned your name and you felt his cum drip onto your back.
both of you sat in silence and breathed for a few minutes. you were sweaty and didn’t think you could walk if you tried.
“what’s your plan for cleaning up this mess?” you asked after you heard his breathing slow down.
“i really didn’t want to stop fucking you this early. you feel better than i thought you would. you did good, by the way. i do have a plan, but i don’t know if you’ll agree to it.”
“we literally just had sex. what would i not going to agree to at this point?”
he sighed. “come to nueva york with me. you wouldn’t live at the main structure where all the spidermen are, but you’d live with me. i won’t be home most of the time, so you can feel free to do pretty much whatever you want, aside from meeting the other spidermen.”
you thought about it. “i’d rather not know when you’re gonna show up again to fuck. it’s more exciting here. i wanna stay here, but i think you knew that i would say that. so what’s the twist?”
he chuckled. “you’re observant. there is a twist. you’d be helping me catch bad guys.”
you stared at him for a second and sighed. “can we talk about this after i take a shower and get some clothes on?”
“yeah, sorry. come on, you can wear my clothes.” he opened a portal to Earth-2099, and picked you up to carry you through it.
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raines-cloud · 10 months
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MASTERLIST
SFW
how they handle stress - multi
Falling asleep at the office - Miguel O’hara x reader
Worried - Miguel O’hara x reader
Insecure - Miguel O’hara x fem!reader
genshin characters’ twitter profiles - multi
NSFW
Bad Neighbor - Miguel O’hara x reader
Hatefuck - Miguel O’hara x afab!reader
Long Day - Miguel O’hara x reader
what they’re like in bed - miguel and hobie x reader (separate)
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raines-cloud · 10 months
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welcome to the cloud !
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hihi!! i’m raine ^_^ he/him, 17 + adhdtism
masterlist
old blog got deleted at 500 followers :((
who i write for :
Spiderverse: Miguel, Hobie, Peter, Miles (SFW only)
Genshin: Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Zhongli, Hu Tao, Beidou, Baizhu, Alhaitham, Kaveh (will probably add more)
i write nsfw & sfw x reader fics! i mainly write gn!reader, but you can request any gender :)
i write smut as a minor!
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raines-cloud · 16 hours
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y’all send in requests!! i wanna write more but i have no ideas 💔💔
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raines-cloud · 9 days
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y’all pleaseeee send me requests or writing prompts you want me to do!! i need motivation </3
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