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[greatguilt]

wndflowers​:

              (  @rewrittenstart​  )     ‘  now  stretch  forward  without  losing  your  balance  -  ’   she  says  ,   teaching  by  example  in  her  makeshift  THERAPY-YOGA  studio  that  she  definitely  didn’t  threaten  some  poor  wimpy  old  rich  man  into  giving  to  her  for  rehab  from  the  stark  tower  fall  down  .    ‘  focus  on  what’s  in  front  of  you  .  ’  

It feels silly to be here doing yoga. Miguel doesn’t know why he allowed one of his new coworkers to convince him into coming here but it was less about learning how to balance and more about maybe loosening up. Which is fair. He doesn’t have any problems with doing the poses at least due to his acrobatic fighting style when on patrol. Not the point! His body stretches forward, staring intently in front of him. “And then what?”

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mountebanks​:

                    𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐋  𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊  has  been  one  of  jim’s  favorite  places  in  the  city  since  his  return  in  the  modern  age,  though  slightly  out  of  the  way  of  his  usual  routes.  it’s  beautiful  and  filled  to  the  brim  with  so  many  very  human  things,  and  it  makes  him  smile  slightly.  the  weather  is  cold,  but  the  air  around  him  warms  as  he  walks,  an  almost  unconscious  thing.  he  stops  by  a  bench,  hands  tucked  into  his  pockets  as  he  glances  at  the  other  occupant.  “  would  you  mind  if  i  sit  ?  “

( open  for  @rewrittenstart​.  )

Central Park certainly looks different than Miguel remembers it but that could be said for most of the city in 2099. He likes watching the people but at the same time it was too bright out here. His eyes sensitive to it but it feels like these sunglasses weren’t always enough. He can deal with it for now . . . purely to see what society is like in this point in time. He’s sitting on the bench, leaving half of it empty while hands are stuffed into pockets of his jacket. Life seems so simple here and yet it wasn’t at the same time. Someone pulls him out of this thoughts with a question. “You can sit, I don’t mind at all.”

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ofcomplexities​:

it was sort of odd that he clarified that, because he thought peter was the only spider-man in this time. “fangs? now i’m intrigued,” he admitted. he admired them, quite impressed, really, but tried to maintain polite and not gawk. “is that normal of humans in 2099?” thor asked curiously. he felt a bit of pride wash over him. he was still alive, and more over, he had his own religion. “thorites. how fascinating. how did that happen? oh, really? you must be very important, then,” he settled. at the question, thor frowned and nodded, listening intently. now, if thor thought the fangs were interesting, this was truly fascinating. “you’ve lifted mjolnir?! that’s incredible! it’s enchanted, you know. ‘whosoever holds this hammer, if they be worthy, shall possess the power of thor,’” he recited by memory. “no wonder you are so important. mjolnir is very powerful. it gives you incredible power. power most mortals can’t wield. when did you get the opportunity?” he asked, full of curiosity. 

“No, I’m the only one.” Miguel doesn’t know how to explain it . . . never really been in the position where he had to. “I spliced my DNA with an arachnid. This is the result . . . half of me being human and the other half being spider.” Which is the easiest way of explaining it. He never really felt important, not in the way all the Thorites saw him. He eventually came to enjoy having their support. It meant that there was someone on his side.He should have eased more into mentioning Mjolnir. “I was asked me to hold onto it . . . so I did for a while. I never really left it out of my sight and even took it to work.” Which feels ridiculous now that Miguel says it out loud. He smiles though, feeling proud of finding out that he was special. “I spend months trying to figure out what made me worthy, you know? I could never figure it out but it sure made me feel good at the time.”

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ofcomplexities​:

as he gradually learned about the different spider people in the vast multiverse, it was both confusing, and a comfort. for so long, peter felt like he was so alone. no, he wasn’t the only hero, and he didn’t have to carry the weight of things by himself, but it often felt like it. for ages, no one was doing what he was doing. knowing he wasn’t alone was comforting, even when no one else was around. but here? everyone seemed to be here. it was pretty wild, actually. kind of suspicious, if he thought about it too hard. it was a wonder he ever patrolled without seeing someone around. kind of a relief, too, honestly. not everyone knew his secret, which was how he liked it. as he spotted a friend a few blocks down, he sped up, dropping down next to him. “hey, man. how’s it going, being in the past for so long?” @greatguilt 

Miguel had been used to being the only Spider-Man his entire life but for him it was more about picking up a legacy. He came from the year 2099 and Peter was nothing more than a figure in history books. There wasn’t any other hero with these abilities so after the gene-splicing incident . . .  it doesn’t surprise him that the citizens of Nueva York decided to start calling him Spider-Man. They didn’t really have as many heroes as this point in time. He found comfort in having other individuals with spider powers to lean on. They were a family in a way and it feels good to have people accept him. Life back home is complicated and this is a happier time in comparison. This isn’t his first time being thrown into the past but it’s his first time without it being on his own terms. Miguel doesn’t know what he’s doing but decided to try figuring out the layout of this place. He shouldn’t be surprised that Peter drops down next to him. He doesn’t flinch, looking over at the other from behind his sunglasses. Miguel does flash a fanged grin his way though, feeling more comfortable in showing them since there was no reason to hide his features from someone that has seen it before. “It’s definitely an adjustment. I managed to get a job at Stark Industries so that has been a good use of my time. Doctor Doom isn’t the president yet so being here isn’t all bad.” He slides his phone into his pocket, giving his friend his full attention. “It’s nice to see you. You want to go on patrol? I don’t have anywhere to be.”

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nottivagos​:

“  i’d  have  to  say  it’s  the  shared  experiences  that  makes  it  slightly  easier  for  us  to  trust  one  another  .  ”  at  least  it  is  for  jess  .  she  finds  a  level  of  comfort  to  know  that  there  are  others  like  her  .  and  she  can’t  help  but  take  in  the  younger  generation  of  spiders  .  provide  some  level  of  guidance  no  matter  how  messy  her  life  got  .  “  no  hate  to  tony  ,  he  knows  how  to  throw  a  good  party  ,  ”  she  chuckles  .  “  i  haven’t  actually  decided  .  maybe  another  bar  ?  you  got  any  suggestions  ?  ”

The shared experiences might not always be glamorous ones to have in common with someone else but Miguel is glad to have someone around that seems to understand at least. It make him feel normal even if the reasons are a little messed up. He doesn’t like being alone and fuck it was lonely being the only one in his time period who has powers like himself. Nobody to really support him. He’ll take in Jessica’s guidance always. “It was a good party, I’ll agree with you on that . . . just wasn’t my scene.” The suggestion of going to a bar catches his interest though! “I could go for a drink so going to another bar sounds great but I don’t know of any places yet. One of the disadvantages of being from 2099 I suppose.” He never knows where everything is but Miguel is learning. Each day he’s swinging around this version of New York teaches him something new. The layout surely changed as decades went by.

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ofcomplexities​:

when scott first got out, he really had no idea what to do or where to go. he managed to get to the avengers, and that was a start, but he was still pretty lost. he hadn’t found cassie and he hadn’t found hope, which also meant he didn’t have a suit. he felt pretty useless, actually. but, he had managed to make a friend, and miguel was nice enough to let him live with him, which was extra great, because the place he found himself was just terrible. “so do you like, eat regular food?” he asked as he stood at the stovetop, pushing around some vegetables in a pan. @greatguilt​

The apartment Miguel has gotten for himself is better than staying in a motel room. He did that for a few weeks and decided at a point that he couldn’t handle it any longer. He wanted a place of his own with space that felt more private. He had an extra room so inviting his new friend to live with him was an easy choice to make really. They got along and Miguel even explained his secret. It would only be fair if they’d be sharing a space together. It’s hard to hide his features that were obviously unusual. His fangs and vibrant red eyes were what everyone notices first. He can’t retract the fangs so it’s nice not having to hide them at home. “I do eat normal food. Consider me curious though . . .  what did you think I ate instead?” He raises an eyebrow after walking into the kitchen, a little amused actually. “Whatever you’re cooking smells good.”

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ofcomplexities​:

“this is hell, isn’t it?” she asked, though she was mostly thinking aloud. she didn’t really believe in hell, but if she were to guess, this was it. it was either that, or sophie had actually been brought back to life, and she wasn’t really sure how she felt about either. @rewrittenstart​

“I don’t believe in Hell but if this is meant to be it? How disappointing.” Miguel admits, being fairly honest in his statement and shrugging his shoulders slightly. He lived through Doctor Doom being president and just about every other chaotic thing that has spiraled in 2099. What could be worse? “It’s starting to feel like it though.”

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ofcomplexities​:

thor had to admit he found it odd that in the future, there was another spider-man. he’d met spider-man, and he was very different. and how many people really would turn into a spider-man, anyway? it seemed highly unlikely that such a thing would happen to more than one person. “this must be especially odd for you, then,” he said with a smile. “are you the only spider-man in your time? am i not around much in 2099? i can’t imagine why i wouldn’t be. why yes! i find it fascinating that you somehow ended up here!”

It’s not easy to describe 2099 to someone that has never been there before. Miguel can try since if anyone who deserves to know about what it’s like, that person is Thor. “I’m the only Spider-Man in my time. My genetics are half-spider and half-human due to a gene-splicing incident. I’m a little different than the other one. I have fangs so for starters . . .” He shows them off by opening his mouth a little more. It feels good having someone else that knew. “You still exist. You have your own religion. There’s a giant church in the city with your symbol on the front. Thorites is what your followers call themselves. You’re an important figure to us so . . . yeah you still exist in 2099. Many people even called me the harbinger of Thor.” Miguel does have something to bring up though, something silly, but it has plagued his mind for quite some time. “You want to know something? I’m worthy enough to lift Mjolnir and have done it but I’ve never been able to figure out why.”

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frxzenheart​:

“  nah  man,  you’re  completely  valid  for  feeling  that  way.  ”  miles  says,  admittingly  feeling  the  same  way.  normally  he  has  no  problem  with  large  gatherings  but  of  something  of  this  caliber  and  this  fancy,  it’s  foreign  to  him.  he’s  still  the  kid  who  grew  up  in  the  streets  of  brooklyn  with  a  single  mom  and  they  barely  made  it  by.  so,  to  say  he  was  uncomfortable  was  an  understatement.  the  mention  of  the  mexican  holiday  sparks  interest  in  miles,  his  family  celebrating  it  at  home  in  honor  of  his  father.  he’s  half  puerto  rican  but  he  grew  up  with  the  holiday,  so  it  brings  a  comforting  smile  to  his  features.  “  i’ve  never  been  to  the  celebrations  in  mexico  but  i’ve  seen  pictures.  ”  he  begins.  “  it’s  always  beautiful,  i  celebrate  it  with  my  momma  at  home.  ”

“I feel like I’d be doing more good stopping some bank robber than mingling around this party.” Miguel sighs softly, knowing that he promised himself to try making new friends. He can’t stick around only the other spiders even if that’s what he really wanted to do. They’re familiar is all. He watches some of the guests move around the room, adjusting his sunglasses that rest over his eyes. “I’m giving everyone a chance at least.” Miguel knows they’re going to need each other for whatever will come. However, getting the chance to talk about Día de Muertos makes him smile. This is something that he’s happy to spend some time talking about. “It’s really beautiful. You should go if the chance ever presents itself. You want to know a secret? My Spider-Man suit was originally a costume I wore to one of the celebrations in Mexico.” It was the only clothing that he owned made of unstable molecules and the design just stuck all these years. “You celebrate it with your mom and that’s the important part. Celebrating it this year will be different. Maybe we can do it together since our families aren’t here?”

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saviormonster​:

❝ you sound like a man who knows what he’s talking about, ❞ he remarks easily, & really, he should be more surprised by the implications of time travel, but he isn’t, not anymore. god, he misses the days when he was. he’d thought that the craziest thing he would face in his life was turning into a giant green rage monster, once. it’s — weird. missing the days when it was just him & hulk is weird. but he can’t even properly long for the life he had before. before he was hunted, before the avengers, before he caused so much harm. it seems so far away. like it happened to a completely different person, & maybe it did. maybe he’s changed, & maybe not for the better. ❝ i suppose i’m just slightly cynical, after everything. ❞ understatement of the century.

It feels strange living in the past and constantly be surrounded by people who had no idea of what awaits for them in the years to come. Miguel paid attention to some of the history books. “My names Miguel O’Hara. I’m originally from the year 2099 before we all started getting brought here.” He doesn’t mention being Spider-Man yet but can give some other fun information. “We have flying cars and Thor has his own church in the city. It’s very different from all of this.” His fingers push through the brunette stands of hair while coming to the realization that they’ve all lost something by being displaced from their own sections of the timeline. “You aren’t the only one. People like us living through so many traumatic experiences will have an impact. I don’t remember what it’s like to be someone without powers anymore.”

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nottivagos​:

 at  this  point  in  time  , jess  is  sure  that  her  past  self  is  doing  business  in  london  .  but  it’s  nice  that  she  at  least  still  has  her  apartment  here  .  “  it’s  instinct  at  this  point  ,  y’know  ?  ”  and  acute  paranoia  but  let’s  not  focus  on  that  .  she  chuckles  ,  returning  the  smile  to  miguel  .  “  i  think  i’m  gonna  call  it  a  win  because  i  haven’t  thrown  a  single  punch  tonight  .  though  i’ve  come  close  ,  ”  she  lets  out  a  light  laugh  .  “  no  hate  to  tony  ,  pepper  and  diana  ,  ”  finally  reaches  up  to  untie  that  blasted  bowtie  .  “  but  this  gala  just  feels  like  a  little  too  much  given  the  predicament  we’re  in  .  ”

It’ll be interesting to see what everyone messing around with the timeline will do it later. How many changes will there be? Maybe Miguel will get lucky and Doom won’t become president this time. He could only hope but he wasn’t really that lucky. “I get it. Sometimes it feels like all we can trust is each other and the other spiders.” He’s always hesitant with people’s intentions but it’s easy to let down those walls around Jessica. “They put together a great party but it’s not my scene. I’m sure we can find something more worthwhile to do with our time.” He says this playfully actually, a lighter tone than one might have expected. “Where are you headed once we leave?”

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ofcomplexities​:

admittedly, there are a lot of people in this timeline that he is not familiar with. he isn’t really sure what happened. but when he heard that one of the people in this timeline was from a further future than the one he knew, he had to meet him. “you are from the year 2099, correct?” @greatguilt​

This is one of the first experiences where someone approached Miguel with curiosities about the year he came from. Although what he doesn’t expect is to see Thor be the one to walk up to him. This is the God everyone worships in his version of Nueva York. He even has his very own church! His followers are always preaching somewhere in the city. “You’re correct, I’m from 2099. My name is Miguel O’Hara . . .  also call myself Spider-Man. It’s an honor to meet you. You really came looking for me?”

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wndflowers​:

          ‘  only  if  your  date  isn’t  getting  drunk  without  you  .  ’    her  date  is  …  around  here  .   somewhere  .   probably  getting  drunk  without  her  ,   which  is  so  unfortunate  really  .   but  it’s  okay  ,    lorna’s  used  to  being  alone  .    ‘  or  if  your  date  is  getting  drunk  with  you  .   did  you  come  with  anyone ?  ’    she  asks  with  a  raise  of  her  brow  ,   interest  peaking  when  he  mentions  2099  .    ‘  which  xmen ?  oh  -  everything  they  do  is  for  humans  ,   they  don’t  even  help  their  own  species  .  ’  

“Why are you still talking to me?” This is said playfully, words paired with light laughter before continuing. “You should go join your date! Since we’re here though . . . I’m Miguel O’Hara.” The spider can imagine that getting drunk alone isn’t fun at any party but hasn’t been to enough of them to know all the ettiequte. “I came alone. There are plenty of familiar faces around to keep me company so I’m not really bothered by not having a date.” It’s also easier to mingle without one. Miguel has only ever had two relationships but the longest of them ended in tragedy. He doesn’t like thinking about that day. Miguel smiles when it seems like his fact about 2099 seems to peak her interest and pushes all other thoughts out of his mind. “I’m sure none of them were born yet in this era but their leader calls himself Desert Ghost. I’ve heard that one of his abilities is matter disintegration which is really cool.” He tilts his head. “Well that’s shocked up. Doesn’t being a hero mean you help everyone?”

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cvsmcs​:

anya winks at the other’s response with a chuckle and a click of her tongue “thanks, well you see sometimes you just have to get shitfaced to enjoy yourself.” she says with a shrug and a grin. truthfully anya wasn’t the type of person to be in these types of places but she went for the sake of mingling with others and a lot of alcohol would have to be involved. her eyes follow his hand as he shows her the suit and she chuckles to herself and raises her glass “bottoms up, my friend, first of many.” she replies as her gaze runs over the many bright suits in display “let’s see who will end up carrying who home.”

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How shit-faced could any of them really get? Miguel is curious just how many of the superpowers individuals were immune to the effects of alcohol?  He might sober up quicker due to his regeneration factor but at least he’s able to feel it for a little while. He wouldn’t view this as a waste of time anyway since it’s a bonding activity with Anya. “Especially when it comes to attending events like this.” He still thinks that there are better ways to learn about your allies. You won’t know how well you’d fight alongside someone by mingling in dress shoes and drinking alcoholic beverages. Miguel is trying to enjoy himself and in this moment? He absolutely is. “Just no swinging while intoxicated. I’ve never done it but I’m sure that’s very messy.” The spider nudges the other gently with his elbow before downing his first shot.  Maybe they should order a few rounds of shots to have them ready with the rate this is going to go. This is a nice way to let loose too that’s for sure. “Now lets see what else we can find . . . “

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wndflowers​:

        brow  raises  up  at  him  ,   shaking  her  head  .    ‘  i  guess  the  hell  not  .  ’    which  is  disappointing  .    ‘  i  was  expecting  small  portions  ,   but  the  taste  just  …  ’   mj  frowns  a  bit  .    ‘  what  did  you  have  in  mind ?  i’m  desperate  .  ’  

“They always give small portions at these things which I’ve always thought to be unfortunate. I’ll never understand fancy dining.” Miguel isn’t that kind of person and would rather have something greasy. “You like spicy food? There’s a decent Mexican place nearby that’s open late.” If his memory recalls correctly, they should have menu items that doesn’t have a kick to it too.

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avengerstark​:

tony was sure that the explanation felt like it was needed, but surely in the time this guy was from, he had heard of tony stark, right? he maybe didn’t have quite this level of tech available, but he understood it. “yeah, no, i get that. i have one, too. he doesn’t have a visualization, though. can’t do like physical things, like bring me a cup of coffee or something. but he’s laced through this place. runs the place, really. i used to see him as middle aged man, but now i just see vision when he speaks,” he explained. “though the vision and i share a voice, i am not him, nor he i, sir,” jarvis added. “yeah, yeah, i know. i was there, remember?” tony offered a grin to the hologram, though he felt it was unnecessary even as he did. “nice to meet you, lyla. how did she manage to come with you on your long trek through the ages?” 

It feels good talking with someone that doesn’t need this kind of technology explained to them. He knows all about Tony Stark or at least what was taught to him over the years. This isn’t about a history lesson though and this is a first impression situation. Miguel doesn’t want to ruin it but it’s going well so far. “You do? Well now you’ve become my new favorite person because you’re the first person who does get it.” His red eyes watch as Lyla moves around the room, looking at the different decorations displayed around the shelves. This lasts for a moment until she makes her way back over to sit down on a chair. “You’ll have to tell me more about this Vision sometime. It’s nice to meet you as well . . . what did you name yours?” The spider asks when his focus turned back to Tony.  He wonders what would happen if they left Lyla and Jarvis alone to talk for a few hours but decides to keep that curiosity to himself. Instead he pulls his jacket sleeve down to reveal a communication device. “Her program is all in this.” It’s wrapped around his wrist at the moment. “I was wearing it when I got thrown into the past. Which is a relief since I would be lost without her, really.”

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saviormonster​:

closed for miguel o’hara / @greatguilt​​ !

❝ you have to wonder, once in awhile … how many more times this city can get back up. ❞ he’s seen new york in ruins too often. hell, the hulk tore through harlem. & it’s still here, rebuilding, over & over again. he’s not sure if it’s strength or the definition of insanity. bruce doesn’t like cities, generally, has plenty of reasons to hate new york, but he can’t, not really. it’s not home, but it’s something. he pushes his glasses up, eyes back to their normal brown, no longer flashing dangerous greens as they were earlier. it’s been a long day, trying to help everyone that he can in the emergency field hospitals. he actually misses his room in stark tower. he never thought he would.

This is one of the rare moment when Miguel didn’t have his sunglasses on, vibrant red eyes looking over at the older man standing near him. “Nueva York isn’t going anywhere, trust me.” Miguel is proof enough of that fact. He has never lived anywhere outside of the city but there was never any reason to leave. His job kept him there but now his excuse is different. He stays since it’s vaguely familiar. Although, most of the buildings don’t appear the same but that was expected with how many decades separate his era from this one. “People always find something to believe in that helps them get back onto their feet. It’s different for everyone but can act as motivation.” He sighs for a moment, thinking about all the people who spend their time worshipping Thor as an example.