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greengoblinswifey · 6 days ago

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Symbol of Love— Rafe Cameron x Pogue!Reader

summary— based off sofia and rafe’s cute moment in s4 ep 9 so slight spoilers. rafe is on mission to catch groff and he gives you something to treasure before he leaves.

warnings— spoilers, fluff, mentions of death.

a/n— saw the scene and immediately decided to write this, my heart is melting omg ugh that should be me and him. these new batch of episodes have been such a roller coaster, can’t wait to finish and see how everything plays out <3

Rafe’s hands were tense as walked around the sand, jaw tight as he tried to process what he’d just learned. Chandler Groff had stolen his money, and he boated off the island. You leaned against the tree, eyes wide as you tried to absorb the news. Hollis’ death had hit you harder than you let on, and whispers were circulating that JJ Maybank might have been involved. Nothing felt certain anymore, but what you did know was that Rafe had always been the one constant—until now.

“Okay, but listen,” Rafe said, his voice sharp and urgent. “Unless I catch up with Groff now, that money is long gone.”

“Where is he, Rafe?” you asked, your heart pounding. You didn’t want him to go, especially not alone, but you knew you couldn’t stop him.

“Don’t worry about it,” he muttered, his gaze fixed somewhere past you. “I’ll track him down. I’ll get it all back.” There was a steely resolve in his voice, a familiar determination that reminded you of just how far he would go to keep what was his.

But before he could take off, he turned to you, his eyes softening just and took a deep breath. “I want to say something first.”

You opened your mouth, the confession about Hollis and everything that happened burning on your tongue. “Rafe, I- I need to tell you something too.”

Before you could finish, he startled you by dropping to one knee, pulling out a beautiful ring from his pocket. Your heart skipped a beat, and suddenly you felt like the world was spinning.

He held it up to you, his gaze never leaving yours. “It was my mom’s,” he said softly, his voice breaking just slightly. “Been in my family forever. I know it’s some kook bullshit, but I just- I wanted you to have it before I left. So you’d know this, us- we’re real.”

“Rafe, wait,” you whispered, your voice trembling. “I- I did something. It’s about Hollis. There’s more I didn’t tell you—”

He cut you off, shaking his head and cupping your cheek, his thumb brushing your skin. “Don’t. There’s things about me you don’t know. And trust me, they’re way worse than anything you could say. I don’t care what you did, and I don’t care to know.” His voice softened, but his eyes stayed intense. “I want you, and that’s all that matters to me.”

You could barely breathe, tears leaving your eyes and he slipped the ring on your finger, his eyes pleading.

You were crying now, overwhelmed by the depth of his acceptance. You could feel his hands tremble as he slid the ring onto your finger. “Say yes,” he murmured, his voice rough with emotion. “There’s no more pogue bullshit, okay? No more of that. I want you to quit that job and move in with me.”

The weight of his words settled over you like a promise, and you nodded, barely able to find your voice. “Yes, Rafe.”

He smiled, relief flooding his face as he pulled you into a kiss, his hands cradling your face as if you were something fragile he had to hold onto. You kissed him back, fingers curling into his jacket, your tears mixing with his warmth.

When you pulled away, he pressed a key into your palm, closing your fingers over it. “It’s to the house. I’ll be back in a few weeks. Stay there for me, okay? At my—no, our place.”

He brushed a kiss across your forehead, and whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” And with one last look, he turned, walking toward his boat as you watched him go.

The salty breeze whipped around you, and you looked down at the ring, feeling a bittersweet ache settle in your chest. It was beautiful and strange, the symbol of a life you were about to share with him, a life you’d always dreamed of. You traced the ring with your thumb, marveling at its age, its history, a part of him that would stay with you even as he left.

Tears blurred your vision as he boarded the boat, but you stood there, rooted, until he was nothing but a speck on the horizon, clutching the key and the promise he’d left behind.

As you watched Rafe disappear over the horizon, a wave of fear washed over you, heavier than the ocean air around you. You knew how dangerous Groff could be, how far he was willing to go to keep what he’d stolen. And now, Rafe was chasing him down. Your heart twisted, the thought of something happening to him tugging at every corner of your mind. But then you shook yourself, forcing the doubt back. Rafe was tough, stronger than anyone you knew. He could handle himself. He’d be okay.

He’d come back.

You took a deep breath, letting the thought settle over you like a warm blanket. He’d come back, and when he did, you’d spend the rest of your lives together. There would be reward, there would be sunshine after the storm. Your love, this wild, all-consuming love, could survive anything. It had to. Everything was going to be okay.

You glanced down at the ring he’d placed on your finger, feeling its weight, its history pressing against your skin like a quiet promise. Your fingers tightened around the key in your other hand, holding onto it as if it could anchor you to this moment, to him. This key was a piece of him, a piece of your future together, the home you’d share, the life you’d build once he returned.

With one last look out at the horizon, you whispered a silent promise of your own. Then you turned back holding the ring and the key close to your heart, holding onto the hope that soon, he’d be back in your arms.

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wakkass · 8 months ago

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💜Teenage Sofia💜

On the right is some hairstyle searches

AU itself

Sofia sleeps through her first lessons and cannot concentrate on her homework, which is why she makes mistakes.

For some reason, Sofia’s energy is becoming less and less; she cannot easily join the busy rhythm of life as in childhood.

She considered it an uneven start to the school year, and therefore didn't tell anyone about anything.

Despite this, Sofia tries very hard to work, but the problem is that she never begins to accomplish anything.

The amulet began to behave strangely: it loses color and turns gray. And most importantly, it doesn't work as it should, sometimes completely switching off and depriving Sofia of her powers.

This causes problems with her missions: she cannot respond to calls for help in time and cannot talk to her friends. It also reminds her of the helplessness she felt when she was stuck inside the amulet.

Sofia is caught between her old responsibilities and her new academic demands, causing her to fail at both.

This begins to put pressure on her, and as a result, Sofia's emotions become uncontrollable, for example, she may suddenly cry or get angry.

It got to the point where Sofia yelled at Miranda and ran away in a fit of rage, not understanding why she was even angry.

At first, Sofia believes that the amulet is to blame for her strange condition. Something happened to it and it needs to be fixed. This is a reason to turn to Cedric for help.

However, when examining the amulet, it turns out that it doesn't affect Sofia, but vice versa. That is, the amulet reacts to her burnout due to permanent stress.

Sofia doesn't know the nature of her condition and how to fix it. If this is a curse, then it must be removed, and if it's a disease, then it must be cured, and who else but the royal sorcerer will help with this.

The more Sofia describes the symptoms, the more Cedric realizes that this is not an infection or a curse, but something that he himself once went through - depression.

To avoid this, Cedric does what Sofia once did for him: shows care and attention.

He tries to repeat the same actions that Sofia did for him many years ago, because this is the only way to deal with depression that he knows.

This doesn't always help, since she could suddenly cry, and he didn't know what to do about it. But Sofia felt better from the very fact of understanding and caring for her. What's important is that she was able to let her feelings out.

Sofia asked Cedric for medicine and he took her to the throne room where her parents were sitting. A friend nearby can help in difficult times, but there is nothing more healing than family support.

Sofia was scared to talk to her mother, because they parted on an unpleasant note. Sofia was afraid of making this worse, because she reacted extremely unpredictably to things.

I see their dialogue as somewhat awkward at first, which is why Sofia has a lump in her throat. But Miranda is not angry with her, although it's difficult for her to ask about what is happening. I think this will put pressure on Sofia and she will utter her words of apology quickly and incoherently.

It was amazing how much easier it became for Sofia when she didn't face her mother's anger, but her mother's support. What's happening to Sofia is complicated, but she's still loved and understood. No one will ever leave her alone, no matter how much she changes.

The amulet remains gray until Sofia deals with the amount of work she has to do, causing her to burn out.

In the future, Amber helps Sofia with her schedule and organization of things during the day.

Appearance info

Hairstyle:

I knew that Sofia's hair texture needed to be soft and light, so I was looking for a simple and full hairstyle. I chose between a ponytail and a half-ponytail, and in the end I settled on the hairstyle that I could feel best.

I like how in animation the movement of the tail reflects the personality and mood of the character, this is ideal for a pubescent AU, where emotions and feelings burst out.

Meg and Thumbelina are not only a great visual reference for hair movement, but also reflect facets of personality that Sofia might have at her age. And the hair in a high ponytail emphasizes this perfectly.

Cloth:

Amber and Sofia's costumes are similar because they wear school uniforms. They study together in a specialized educational institution, so I think there is a certain dress code there. It's different from the public school setting that was in the original series, and I wanted to highlight that visually.

At the same time, the palette is different for everyone and reflects the individuality of each student.

I took inspiration from Pinterest where I was looking for simple yet elegant clothes. Asian uniforms have the most variety in silhouettes, so I mainly focused on them.

A small example of the cut I relied on

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#sofia the first #sofia the fandom #sofia the first fanart #stf #sofia the first au #princess sofia #cedric the great #cedric the sorcerer #queen miranda

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vincentsleftear · 24 days ago

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There’s just something about the way Sofia makes it her mission to set her family on a new track. How she seeks to avenge the wrongs committed against her mother, a woman whose murder at the hands of her husband was swept under the rug by her own family. And herself, a woman sacrificed by that very same family, locked away and tortured in an institution for crimes she did not commit.

Something about how she vows the legacy of the Falcone Family hurting their most vulnerable ends with her…

And then there’s Gia, her young niece.

Sofia murders the remaining Falcones in the name of revenge. She lies to the public and (more importantly) lies to Gia about the way they all died. Gia becomes another motherless daughter, someone who had those she loved ripped away by those she trusted.

To tie up any loose ends, Sofia has this little girl carted away to some orphanage in Gotham, just another institution where Gia will face God knows what horrors all alone. At the hands of Sofia, Gia becomes yet another girl discarded like a peice of trash by those she needs protection from most.

There’s just something about how in her mission to rise above her family’s dark past Sofia Falcone is slowly becoming the very thing she seeks to destroy….

#excuse the word vomit but I’ve been thinking about this all day #I’m so locked in to whatever this show’s got going on #I’m just obsessed with this guys #so eager to see where Sofia’s character goes from here #doomed-by-the-narrative and self-fulfilling-prophecy enjoyers up by 1000 rn #the penguin #sofia falcone #sofia gigante #the penguin hbo #cristin milioti #carmine falcone #Isabella Falcone #isabella gigante

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bookwormjust · 2 months ago

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Unable to sleep when Rhys is away (established relationship with Rhysand)

The nights without him have been endless. The absence of Rhysand, your mate, has left an unbearable emptiness in the bed you once shared. You’ve tried to sleep, but every time you close your eyes, you feel the cold void where his warmth should be. The bond between you thrums weakly, a faint thread of comfort, but it’s not enough to quell the longing, the ache that only his presence can soothe.

Rhysand had been called away on some sort of meeting/mission with others High Lords that stretched into weeks, leaving you alone in the Night Court’s palace. You had known this would happen—missions for the Court were dangerous and necessary—but nothing had prepared you for how deeply his absence would affect you.

The first few nights had been the worst, tossing and turning, your heart pounding every time you woke in the middle of the night, reaching for him only to find empty sheets. Eventually, you gave up on sleep altogether, diving headfirst into your work to distract yourself from the gnawing loneliness. You buried yourself in documents, meetings, and Court matters, doing everything in your power to keep your mind from spiraling.

But it wasn’t enough.

Days passed in a blur, and you became a ghost in your own palace, surviving on little more than coffee, fading daylight, and sheer willpower. You avoided mirrors, knowing the reflection staring back would be nothing but dark circles under dull eyes, your skin pale from lack of rest. Even Mor had tried to help, suggesting you take breaks or get some sleep, but you just couldn’t. The bed was too empty, the silence too loud.

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One night, deep into the hours when the palace was quiet, you sit hunched over your desk in your study, papers scattered everywhere. Your eyes burn from staring at the documents too long, and your hand trembles as you try to focus on the lines of text in front of you. You don’t even know what you’re reading anymore, the words blurring together as exhaustion claws at you.

A small part of you knows you should stop, that you’re pushing yourself too far, but you can’t help it. If you stop, the silence returns. And with it, the weight of missing him crashes down again.

You don’t even realize you’ve drifted off, your head slumping forward against the desk, when a sudden, familiar warmth fills the room. A heartbeat later, the soft thud of boots on the floor makes your heart skip a beat.

“*Y/N darling, you’re going to work yourself to death if you keep this up.*”

Rhysand’s voice. Your heart stutters, disbelief flooding through your veins. You sit up, blinking through your exhaustion, and there he is, standing in the doorway, his dark wings casting shadows against the soft moonlight filtering through the window. His violet eyes are locked onto yours, concern etched into his features.

For a moment, you think you’re dreaming, that exhaustion has finally gotten the best of you and your mind is playing cruel tricks. But then he steps forward, closing the distance between you in a heartbeat, his hand cupping your cheek with such tenderness that it brings tears to your eyes.

“Rhys?” you whisper, your voice hoarse from disuse, your fingers trembling as they reach for him, needing to know he’s real.

“I’m here, love,” he murmurs, pressing his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry it took so long.”

You let out a shaky breath, leaning into his touch, your hands gripping the front of his jacket as if he might vanish again. “I couldn’t sleep without you,” you admit, your voice cracking under the weight of all the sleepless nights. “I couldn’t...”

Rhysand’s eyes darken with guilt as he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest, his wings folding around the both of you in a cocoon of warmth. “You should’ve sent for me sooner,” he says softly, his hand running through your hair. “I could feel your exhaustion, but I didn’t realize it was this bad.”

“I didn’t want to distract you,” you say, your words muffled against his chest. “You had enough to deal with.”

He pulls back just enough to look at you, his thumb brushing tenderly over the dark circles under your eyes. “You are *never* a distraction, my love. You are my priority. Always.”

The emotion in his voice, the depth of his concern, nearly undoes you. Tears prick at your eyes, and you bury your face in the crook of his neck, letting his scent, his presence, fill the empty spaces that had been haunting you for weeks.

“You’re exhausted,” Rhysand whispers, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Let me take care of you.”

You nod, too tired to protest. He lifts you effortlessly into his arms, carrying you toward the bed, his wings brushing against your skin as he moves. The bed feels softer than you remember, and with Rhysand lowering you gently onto the mattress, the weight of your exhaustion finally catches up to you.

He slides in beside you, pulling you close against his chest, his hand rubbing soothing circles on your back. “Rest, darling,” he murmurs, his voice low and filled with love. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m here.”

With his arms around you, his presence so tangible and real, the tension in your body begins to unravel. The bond between you thrums warmly, a comforting melody that lulls you into a peaceful state. You close your eyes, your body finally relaxing for the first time in weeks. Sleep takes you quickly, but not before you hear him whisper against your hair, “I love you my mate.”

And with him beside you, everything feels right again.

#acotar reader imagine #acotar x reader #acotar #rhys acotar #rhysand x reader #rhysand x oc #rhysand x y/n #rhysand x you

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manikas-whims · 2 months ago

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Slow Dance [AO3]

— a Xavier X Reader fanfic

In which Xavier asks you for a dance in the late hours of the night.

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wrote a lil something while listening to this because i’m a sucker for soft fluffy fics..♡

From a new dance challenge to an adorable cat showing her baby kittens, you aimlessly scrolled through the variety of clips on tiktok, lying awake in bed. Your mind was preoccupied by the recent mission you'd accomplished a few hours ago.

The soft message tone on your phone made you finally close the time-consuming app to check who was texting you in the middle of the night. But the minute you read the name of the sender, your lips began stretching up into a fond smile of their own accord.

Suddenly a momentary flash of light stung your eyes and you sat up in bed only to find the source of said unknown light right outside your balcony. There was a knock on the glass door of your balcony, and you haphazardly got out of bed, fixing your hair and nightdress before opening the door.

And there he was, your mission partner Xavier, clad in a plain tshirt and sweatpants.

You rolled your eyes in mock annoyance. “Why can't you use the door like a normal person?”

“Why would I when this is faster?”

You chuckled and shook your head. “Why are you still up, Mr. Sleepyhead?”

“Well..” He scratched his cheek and turned his head in the way he does when he's feeling shy or embarrassed to admit something. “I couldn't stop thinking about the frown on your face after we finished our mission.”

“Oh..” was all that you could muster, feeling your cheeks heat up. “You noticed?”

He smiled, facing you directly once more and nodded earnestly. Then he tilted his head like you've seen curious kitties do, and asked you. “Is something bothering you?”

You folded your arms across your chest, ignoring the way his midnight eyes followed every movement, and licked your lips. “Is it bad if I say we caught the target too soon?”

Xavier stared at you, his brows furrowed in confusion.

“It’s just..” You licked your lips again and tucked a lock of hair behind your ear. “I’d practiced so much for that formal dance thing..and it’s kinda annoying that we caught the guy way before the ceremony could even take place.”

There was a brief, awkward pause, followed by the mellow sound of Xavier’s scoff. “You’re in a bad mood because you couldn't dance during your undercover mission?”

You pouted and narrowed your eyes at him even though there was actually no real fury in your gaze. “It may seem childish but little me always used to imagine myself dancing with a handsome prince at a ball. And I thought..”

You stopped to admire Xavier. You'd thought it'd be alright to hold your childish dreams close to your heart. You’d thought it’d be nice for you to make such a memory with the man you’d sort of caught feelings for (and hoped he felt the same). You’d practiced so much for this. You had the excuse of the mission to ask him for a dance. It was your only chance! But now..it was gone.

Xavier shook his head and fished out his cellphone from his pants’ pocket. You curiously watched him move his finger along the screen for a while before he tapped on it, and you heard soft music begin to play.

“What are you doing?” You asked.

He placed the cellphone on the balcony’s railing and then assumed a stance which looked way too practiced to be a mock imitation. Then, he stretched-out a hand towards you, his open palm right in front of you.

“Come here.” He beckoned with a slight nod.

You pursed your lips in an attempt to keep yourself from smiling. “Xavier I'm literally in my nightdress and you in sweatpants.”

“And I’m requesting you for a dance.” He added, his confident gaze making your cheeks flush a light shade of pink.

You shook your head and giggled even as you placed your smaller palm into his. His fingers gently wrapped around yours and he pulled you towards him. You stumbled, crashing into his chest but that only made you both laugh harder. And you felt his arm come to settle around your waist, leaving a tingling sensation wherever his fingers were in contact with the flimsy material of your nightdress.

Then with an unexpected ease, his legs guided you into the slow rhythm of the song playing on his phone.

To your utter disbelief, Xavier was good at this. Definitely better than you. Ohh who were you fooling!? His movements were so good that it was suspicious. And you wanted to shoot questions at him about his random knowledge in ballroom dancing but you decided that was a topic to be brushed upon some other time.

“Thank you, Xavier.” You put your arms around his neck, raised yourself on the tips of your toes and kissed him on the cheek.

Xavier blinked, his brain as if slowly registering the gesture. Then his ears turned red and his gaze felt more intimate. And his arm around your waist pressed you closer as your body swayed to the pleasant tune because tonight was meant for this. Meant for you to bask in this moment of you dancing under the moonlight with a man far more charming and handsome than any princes in fairy tales.

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kadextra · 1 year ago

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There is lots of qsmp lore current unknowns/loose ends, but tonight I ended up thinking about the things that aren’t

So! this is a list of qsmp resolved lore plot points, answers & things we have learned :D

More than one island exists

Quesadilla island is in point nemo

There are multiple factions present on quesadilla island - federation, rebellion, capybaras

The duck is the federation manager

There are multiple different cucuruchos - cucurucho, osito, ourson, oscurucho(?)

Elquackity and q!Quackity are different people

The nether is capable of exploring, and the federation goes there. but the portal technology is not stabilized (pluto’s gate, also what walter bob & the rebellion said)

Federation workers have a hierarchy of ranks and different specializations

The federation ran tests/experiments on the eggs and also people

The federation did lots of hybrid experiments

There is more unnamed eggs out there (egg A1, hope egg)

There is more named eggs out there (sunny, empanada, pepito)

The resistance/rebellion faction has been doing hidden operations on quesadilla island, the codes and masked guy who gave sofia’s blueprints are a part of it

Many workers of the federation are secretly a part of the rebellion too (like walter bob)

The rebellion was who helped q!Bagi and q!Cellbit recover their memories of being twins who lived on quesadilla island before

Codes can shapeshift into eggs

Codes are able to go rogue and develop individuality (codeflippa)

Code infection is a thing

There is at least two abnormal unaffiliated entities that exist- oscurucho and the eye guy

The eye guy took over “egg island” and renamed it to purgatory, using it to make the islanders suffer. you can take a train there and also sail on a boat

The wheel spins & dice rolls were all related to purgatory and the eggs

Little eye cyclops creature species exists on egg island

Shadow virus infection is a thing

The effects of the happy pills/risus potion and how to create the antidote

q!Dan, q!Spreen & q!Max are canonically dead

Spirits can return on día de los muertos

q!Bad is a demon and grim reaper

Ron did not get eaten, he lives on beautiful real estate with a cat

Soul infection is a thing

q!Baghera is a hybrid created by the federation

q!Fit was sent to quesadilla island from 2b2t on a mission

q!Wilbur when he’s gone performs with q!Lovejoy off the island to collect funds for the federation

Mr. Mustard was alive just invisible

q!Cellbit was the worker murderer

q!Cellbit and f!Cell are still the same person

q!Jaiden worked with the cucuruchos before

q!Slime can canonically shapeshift bc he’s slime

q!Pol worked with the federation to produce videos in the past

Cucurucho has a house

those are just all the ones off the top of my head, feel free to add what you remember too ^^

#qsmp #qsmp lore #so much of this was theories but we got the answers #there is a lot unknown but I also think it’s important to remember the stuff that Was unknown but is now… known #if you get what I mean #we’ve come a long way #qsmp summary

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heckcareoxytwit · 2 months ago

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Rogue (Anna Marie), Gambit (Remy Lebeau) and Wolverine (Logan) are approached by the mysterious mutant kids who claim that they need their help. These mysterious mutant kids and the horse are Ransom (Valentin Correa), Deathdream (Hotoru), Jitter (Sofia Yong), Calico (Becca Simon-Pinette) and Ember the horse. Unfortunately, before they could ask the kids, Gambit's Eye of Agamotto had set them off as it blasted one of them. Thus, the misunderstanding fight between the mutant adults and the mutant kids happen. Wolverine fights with Ransom and Deathdream. Rogue is facing off with Calico who proclaims herself as the Pegasus Knight. Gambit is confronted by Jitter. Eventually, the adult mutants easily beat the mutant kids. Just as the mutant kids resign themselves to staying down, Jubilee (Jubilation Lee) comes in and tells everyone - both adults and kids, to stand down.

Rogue rejoices from seeing her again so she goes over to Jubilee to give her a bear hug. Rogue tells the kids that they have to sit near the fire while the adults talk for a moment. Rogue, Wolverine, Gambit and Jubilee are at the docks discussing among themselves while the mutant kids are at the campfire. Rogue says that Jubilee had just come back from a recon mission and she needs to find out what spooked the kids. Wolverine is not in a teaching mood as he is suspicious with the kids and he is done with being a mentor since he went through with a lot of terrible things that happened to him. When Rogue and Gambit start kissing, the kids watch with a mixture of feelings. After the discussion, Wolverine and Gambit get the information from the kids. The kids explained that they approached the X-Men because they are looking for someone to help them from a mysterious foe.

Uncanny X-Men v6 #2, 2024

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gejo333 · 1 year ago

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Emergency

Father Miguel O’Hara x Mother Reader

18+ Warning

Summary: When Miguel gives you a watch he tells you to only use it to see him in emergencies. You get big news, and you can’t wait to tell him so you go to his work place. Little did you know that no one knew Miguel had a wife and baby. So when everyone saw you and asked you who you were. They were shocked.

Part of this was inspired by fanart on tik tok of Miguel getting his fangs right after altering his DNA. Will hopefully update post if I get permission from the artist! (Wish me luck🙏)

I apologize for any grammatical errors I missed.

Enjoy💕

Wc: 2.3k

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A beep was heard from the watch Miguel gave you at the beginning of your relationship 4 years ago. Drying your hands after finishing the dishes, you press the button to see the message from your husband.

The workload is light today. I will be home early. Do you want me to grab anything for you, cariño?

You reply by saying you need nothing and how you couldn’t wait to see him this afternoon.

Checking the baby monitor, a smile graces your lips as you gaze at your sleeping daughter. Less than a year ago, she was still in your belly.

Your little Sofia. When you became pregnant with her, you feared Miguel’s reaction since the passing of his first daughter Gabriella. You were surprised to see him crying tears of joy when you told him.

Sitting on the couch, you sigh. Maternity leave was nice. You were happy to get time off and spend time with your daughter. But you had to admit, it was boring the majority of the time. You had nothing to do when Miguel was at work and Sofia was napping.

To ease your boredom, Miguel will take a day or two off every other week to do things as a family or try to come home early to spend the afternoon with you.

You go to the nursery to gaze at your daughter. Walking in, you lean over her crib and watch her little chest rise and fall. She was the spitting image of Miguel, except she had your face shape and nose.

When she was born, you were curious if she would develop any spider traits from Miguel. He said the chance would be small since he had only half spider DNA and you were normal. Turning away from her crib, you grab the breast pump as your chest is sore. Putting on the changing table, you turn around.

Your heart dropped to your stomach as you found the crib empty.

“Sofia!?” Panic envelops you. A small happy squeal comes from Sofia as your gaze approaches the ceiling. Your eyes goes wide, a gasp coming from your lips. Hanging from a web upside down was your daughter.

“Hey, baby girl. Come to mommy.” Standing right below her, you raise your arms toward her. Letting out another happy squeal, she drops down into your arms. You hold her in your arms as you try to steady your breathing. The small scare made your heart beat out of control.

You walk over to the couch in the living room, sitting down as Sofia rests her head against your shoulder. She was in the middle of teething, so sometimes she would use you or Miguel as chewing toys.

“Ow.” A sudden jolt of pain went through you as you lifted Sofia’s head. Your shoulder had small teeth marks. Eyebrows furrowed as you sit her up on your lap. She gazed at you with her bright brown eyes smiling up at you. Looking closer at her sort of toothy grin, another gasp leaves you as you see tiny fangs.

You press a few buttons on the watch to call Miguel. He didn’t answer, which meant he was on a mission. Miguel only said to travel to HQ if it was an emergency. You get the buckle carrier and strap Sofia in. Pressing a few buttons, the portal opens up. Miguel said it was safe, so you had no worries going through with Sofia.

You walk through, and within seconds, you are at Spider HQ. You grab the day pass that Miguel leaves on his desk and put one around Sofia’s wrist. You gawk at your surroundings. It was spectacular. It was your first time here as there never had been a need to come here.

It didn’t take long for the other Spider-people to notice you. They only talk amongst themselves as they walk by.

“Y/n?” You turn around to see a certain Spiderwoman walk up to you.

“Jess, it’s nice to see a familiar face here. It’s been a while since you last visited our place for dinner. How’ve you been? How’s your baby?”

“I’ve been good. He’s doing good. With his father back at home. I don’t mean to be forward, but is everything ok?” Concern etched on her face.

“Yes and no. Nothing bad. But it turns out Sofia is more like her father than we thought. I thought of staying home, but she won’t stay still, and I’m unsure ofwhat to do.” You looked down at your happy daughter, gazing lovingly at her.

“Miguel is on a mission right now. But he should be back soon. For now, let’s go to the cafeteria and wait for him.

After catching up with Jess, you arrive at the cafeteria and sit at an empty table.

“Miguel talks about what he does, but he never explains HQ looking as spectacular as this. I didn’t realize there were so many different Spider-Men and women, even animals!”

“It definitely is a sight to behold. It’s nice to see you again. You should come around more often.”

“I would love to. But you know how Miguel is. He likes to keep his personal life out of his work life. He only lets his friends know about me. Which is literally only you, Ben Reilly and Peter.” A chuckle leaves you.

You loved your husband, but his aloofness at work was unlike him. Back in your universe, he was very social. You understood why he was like this. He has a hard time opening up to strangers or acquaintances. You remember how cold he was with you when you first met him. You, a journalist interviewing a scientist at Alchemex who turned out to be Spider-Man. And from there blossomed into what it is today.

Three younger spiders walked up to the table and sat down.

“Hey, Jess! Who’s the new recruit? And who is this sweet little girl?” Asked a boy with nice brown hair that fell over his face.

“I’m Y/n, and this is Sofia. Say hi, Sofia.” You look at Sofia as she squeals. Excited by her new surroundings.

“Awww, Hi Sofia. My name is Pavitr. This is Gwen and Hobie.” Pavitr gestured towards the two sitting next to him.

“When do you start?” Asked Hobie.

“Start what?” You were confused by his question.

“She isn’t a spider. She’s visiting.” Spoke Jess.

“Cool! May I?” Asked Gwen as she held her hand out to Sofia, who was reaching out to her.

“Of course! She loves meeting new people. Would you like to hold her?” Gwen looks at you with a excited look as you take Sofia out of her carrier and pass her to the teenage girl. A wide smile graces your lips as Sofia immediately warms up to the three young spiders as they take turns holding her.

You stretch your back, relieved to have less weight on your back.

“Aww, she’s a baby spider! Like Mayday!” Said Pavitr as he awed over Sofia.

“Whose Mayday?” You ask Jess directly.

“Peter B. had a baby with MJ. And she got his abilities.” Your eyes brightened when she said there was another baby like Sofia. Another mom who understands what you’re going through.

“Ow.” Said Hobie blatantly. You turned towards the three teenagers. You reach where they are standing, just a few feet away.

“Oh no, I’m sorry. I should have warned you that Sofia was teething, and she likes to chew on her fingers. And what I just realized today is that she has fangs.” Gwen hands her back to you as Sofia just giggles.

“Wait, she has fangs?” Asked Gwen.

“Yeah. She gets them from her father.” The three spiders look again at Sofia and back at you.

“Why does she remind me of someone we know?” Pavitr said. Both Hobie and Gwen look surprised, figuring it out, as the two look at each other. Sofia’s joyful squeals become louder as she moves more in your arms.

“Amor?” You turn around to see your husband, who looks at you with concern. You walk towards him as he happily gives you a hug. Releasing from the hug, he puts his hands on both your shoulders.

“Is everything ok? Did something happen?” He checks to see if you and Sofia are ok.

“We’re fine, Miggy. I came here because I need your help with Sofia. Turns out she’s more of a daddy’s girl than we thought. She has some of your abilities.” You pass Sofia to her father.

Miguel looks over his daughter, seeing that she has fangs and organic webbing like him. Sofia placed her hands on her father’s face, which made him smile.

“Wait, wait, wait. Why didn’t you tell us you had a wife and baby!” Said Pavitr, pouting.

“Who would have guessed the boss man had a family.” Chuckled Hobie, which earned him a glare from Miguel. You lightly nudged Miguel with your shoulder. You both looked at each other before he rolled his eyes and sighed. Admitting defeat.

“Each of you can only ask one question.” Miguel huffed.

“How long have you been together?” Asked Pavitr.

“Four years. Known each other for six.” He says.

“What’s it like to be married to him?” Chuckled Hobie.

“It’s the best. He’s the most amazing husband and father a person could ask for. He is also the love of my life.” You gaze lovingly at him as he returns the same gaze.

He wraps an arm around your waist as he brings you closer to his side as he holds Sofia in his other arm.

“Te quiero, Y/n.” He kissed the top of your head.

“Awww, such a cute family.” Peter B. walked up as he held Mayday in his arms.

“It’s nice to see you again, Peter.”

“You too, Y/n. You should come around more often. It would make Mr. Grumpy here less Grumpy.”

“No puedo más,” Miguel grumbled to himself, but loud enough for you to hear. You give his hand, wrapped around you, a love squeeze which he returns.

“You have the last question, Gwen.” You smiled at her.

“Will you and Sofia come back to visit?”

“Of course. We would love to come back and visit you guys. And keep Mr. Grumpy happy.” You go on your toes and kiss his cheek.

The three young spiders look at Miguel to see if he agrees. A long sigh escaped him before saying yes. They jump for joy at his response. You thought they were so cute even though you were no more than 6 years older than them.

After talking for a bit longer, you and Miguel decided to return home. Walking through your door, you walk to Sofia’s nursery to set her back down for her afternoon nap.

You close her door before entering your bathroom and turn on the bath. You go back to Miguel, who sits on the couch. Going behind him on the couch, you hug him and give him a sweet kiss on the lips which he gladly appreciates.

“I was running a bath and added some nice soaps. Do you want to join me?” His lustful gaze scanned over you. You stand and walk slowly to the bathroom as you undress.

Miguel came up behind you, and you felt his hot breath hit your neck. His suit dissolved, revealing the sculpted body of a Greek god that you loved so much.

He took your hand and led you to the tub. The tub was huge, so Miguel could easily fit in it and be comfortable despite his large stature. You get in after as you sit between his legs, lying your back against his chest. Your hair was brushed to one side by Miguel as he began leaving a trail of kisses down your neck.

“I’m going to take more time off. I can monitor from home. Give Jess more leadership duties at HQ.” He said in between kisses. You turn your head to meet his gaze.

“Will it be difficult to work from home?”

“It shouldn’t be. And just until Sofia is easier to control with her abilities. You shouldn’t have to deal with that on your own. Maternity leave is not just to be with Sofia but also to rest and recover. I’ll help her more so you can relax. I can help you relax more too.” His voice lowered to a growl with his last words as he continued to kiss and suck at your neck.

He massaged one of your breasts, pinching your nipple, a moan passing through your lips. His other hand trailed down your stomach to your thighs as he separated them. His fingers gently rubbed your clit as your back arched against him. Two fingers passed your lower lips as he began a pace, thrusting and curling them inside you.

“You’re such a slut for me, mi amor. As soon as I begin fingering you, your pussy clenches tight around them, wishing it was my cock.” His pace quickened, which sent you close to the edge as your head fell back against his shoulder.

The mix of him sucking your neck, massaging your breasts, and finger fucking you was making you reach your climax.

You came undone when you felt his fangs bite down against your neck, sucking on you before removing them and licking away the blood from the small wound. He removed his fingers as he licked them clean.

“Mhm, sweet as always.” His comment dusted your cheeks as you came down from your high.

Miguel’s lips were against your ear as he whispered, “Did I help relax you?” You turn to place a passionate kiss on his lips.

“Yes, you did.” You rest your head against him. The sound of his heart beating relaxes you further.

“Good. I can’t wait to help you relax for the next few weeks.”

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Hope you enjoyed reading this cute oneshot💕

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