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normspellsman · 2 years ago

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A Kiss, Perhaps

pairing: spider socorro x fem!human!reader

genre: fluff

word count: 4.4k+ (😳)

warning(s): just spider + reader being cute idiots in love, spider actually being a lovesick puppy that happily follows you wherever you go, subtle brains x brawn dynamic, the tiniest hint of suggestive content (?), first kiss trope, slightest mention of making out, & getting caught (oop-)

taglist: @aonungsmate @universal-s1ut @thatonegirlwiththebeanie367 @optimisticblazetrash @arminsgfloll @amortencjja @dearstell @liyahsocorro @chshshhshshshshshshs @goodiesinthecloset21 @sweetirilly @blushhpeachh @iwannahaveaprettyaesthetic

word bank: ikran — winged creatures used for flying + hunting

note: set before the events of atwow! i keep overdoing myself with these 4k+ fics 😭 but anything for you guys <3 there’s nearly not enough spider fics on this app. give my boy some love T-T! also, tumblr’s being weird & not letting me tag some people on the posts so i’ll try to tag those with a line through their user in the comments.

You loved spending time outside in the forests of Pandora, soaking in everything you saw. You spent more time out of the lab than in it most days.

Spider even joined you at times, trailing behind you like a lost puppy. You probably knew the forest better than the boy, even with his frequent associations with the Sully children. You practically never left the beautiful scenery and spent too many hours exploring every little thing you could. So, he found it best to follow your lead whenever he tagged along on your journeys.

Norm liked to say that you were a lot like Grace Augustine in some ways. Always wanting to analyze and study every single plant you came into contact with. Always too caught up in admiring the beauty and wonder that Pandora provided. Of course you never met the woman but you saw plenty of her video recordings with Kiri and on your alone time. You could say that the two of you had similarities but none that were too significant.

You knew almost every inch of forestry on the moon-planet. Almost.

There was this one place that Spider had stumbled upon many years ago after running around with Lo’ak. It was his little hideout spot whenever he needed time to himself or wanted a break from things. He didn’t think about sharing it with anyone else until you mentioned how bored you were one night, complaining about how you practically seen every inch of the forest and that there was nothing else to see. You loved everything you saw on Pandora but missed the first time admiration one held whenever they saw something they had never seen before.

Spider wasn’t exactly sure if you had already scoped out his little getaway spot but nonetheless, he still wanted to share it with you.

“I don’t think you’ve been to this place though,” Spider speaks up one day, pulling your attention away from whatever you were studying underneath the microscope.

The teen also often offered his company to you whenever you were in the lab doing whatever scientists did. He liked spending time with you, even if you were too caught up in doing sciencey stuff that he had absolutely no clue about.

“What do you mean?” You asked, eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.

A shit eating grin stretched itself onto Spider’s lips. Good, he thought, she doesn’t know what I’m talking about.

“You said that you’ve seen every inch of the forest,” he replied, twirling a pipette in between his calloused fingers, “but, I’m sure you haven’t seen my hideout.”.

Curiosity sparkled in your eyes, back straightening in attention.

“What does it look like?” You asked, genuinely excited about the secret place Spider had kept from you for whoever knows how long.

Spider had you right where he wanted you. Like a prey in his web. There was no way that he was going to give you any details of what it looked like. Where’s the fun in that? He wanted to see the pure, genuine look of amazement on your face when you finally saw the place he was talking about.

“Nuh uh,” Spider tsked, poking your cheek with the pipette, “I am not falling for that. You’ll just have to wait and see tomorrow,” he finished, face inching closer to yours.

Your eyes rolled in annoyance, not pleased with Spider's answer. You at least wanted to know where the spot was or what some of its features looked like, it would help that anxious-excitement feeling that always crawled its way into your stomach whenever you discovered something new.

“Wherever you’re taking me better not be somewhere where I have to climb,” you retorted, slightly pushing back his head with your hand, him snorting in response.

“It’s not that bad. Besides,” he replies, “I can always carry you up there.”.

Spider was ridiculously strong for a human boy his age. The first time you realized it, your stomach twisted in knots. The two of you were play fighting in your early teens when the male managed to pin you down with just one arm, the other slithering in between your bodies as he tickled your stomach. It was in that brief moment that you realized how different and quickly Spider was changing, thanks to puberty.

Just the thought of Spider carrying you up to wherever he had in mind without even breaking a sweat made butterflies erupt in your stomach. You began to wonder how his toned arms would feel around your body or how his tense back would feel against your front as it flexed due to his climbing. (Your mouth began to water a little at the thought. Oh how you wished he would just pull you into his embrace and hold you so you could feel the flexing of his muscles as he did so.)

You quickly scoffed the thought away, shaking your head at the dirty blondes' response. He very obviously took pride in his strength and the fact that he could most definitely carry you anywhere without much difficulty.

“Sure you could, Spider,” you added, your eyes squinting a little at the boy in front of you, unplugging and turning off the microscope you were using.

Spider smirked at your response, tossing the pipette to the side as he saw that you were getting ready to clean up, signaling that you were done for the day and we’re going to head off to bed.

“Night, beautiful,” Spider whispered, ruffling your hair a bit before he turned and left the lab you were occupying.

“G’night,” you replied, pink dusting your cheeks in reaction to the nickname he gave you early on into your friendship.

He always called you that. Max had explained to him what the word meant when he overheard Jake call Neytiri that when he was only a child, wondering what it meant. Max told him that he should only ever mean it whenever he called someone it. So he did. You were the only one he called beautiful and probably would be the only one he ever called that and truly meant it.

“Tomorrow, three hours before eclipse,” Spider quickly added, heading peaking through the door of the lab, a smile on his face as he voiced the time he planned on taking you out.

You only hummed out in acknowledgment, shooing him away as you focused on your task of cleaning up your area of the lab.

You really couldn’t wait for tomorrow.

———

“Hurry up, you’re going to make us late,” Spider whined out, sprawled out on your freshly made bed, a ball of yarn in his hands as he tossed it up and down towards the ceiling.

You rolled your eyes at the boy, annoyed at his words. It wasn’t like there was someone else waiting for you at the spot he wanted to take you to.

“We are fine, Spider,” you scoffed out, finishing tying up your shoelaces together besides the teens head as your body was in a seated position. Your hand briefly reached out towards Spider’s knotted locs, messing with them a little before he turned his head to teasingly nip at you, teeth not making contact with your skin. You squealed in response, hurriedly pulling back your hand in order to avoid the boy's sharp teeth.

Spider barked out a laugh at your response, tossing the ball of yarn to the side, softly landing on the floor with a dull thud. Another thing he loved, messing with you. He took great joy in doing it and seeing your reaction.

“Yeah well, the faster you finish getting ready, the faster we’ll be at my spot,” he retorted, pushing himself up to a sitting position, a bored look on his face as he looked at you.

Spider had only been in your room for around fifteen minutes, barging in when you just finished braiding your hair yelling about how long you were taking and how by the time you were done, it’d be sunrise already. He was all ready to go and had been waiting for you for almost thirty minutes before coming into your room unannounced. He usually did, which caused you to throw whatever was closest to you at him, demanding him to get out. You got used to it over the years but still, you needed privacy and sometimes, you felt like you rarely had that around Spider due to his spontaneous barging into your room. You gained the ability to change out of and into your clothes incredibly fast, almost always narrowly missing flashing Spider.

“Okay, okay, I’m all ready,” you responded, hands going up in surrender as you stood up from your spot on the bed, dusting off the back of your thighs and the front of your shorts.

Spider groaned out in relief, hopping off the bed and grabbing your packed bag that was placed by the doorframe, throwing it over his shoulder before grabbing your hand and rushing you out in excitement.

“You’re gonna love it, I swear!”.

———

The both of you had arrived and climbed up to the place Spider had wanted to take you to in an hour and a half. The sun was just at eclipse when you arrived. Spider didn’t hesitate to crouch down a little so you could jump onto his back, legs and arms tightly around his neck and waist before he began the ascent up.

“We’re here,” Spider whispered, slightly out of breath from the exercise. He tapped your thigh twice, signaling that it was safe for you to let go.

The first thing you saw were vines. Lots of them. It covered almost every inch of solid rock, clinging across the surface until your eyes landed on a small opening, the vines dangling over it as the twine and its leaves cloaked the opening. No wonder you never knew of this place. Regardless of it being too high up for you alone to climb, it was very well hidden by the green vines.

It seemed like it was a cave, from what you could see. Peeking past some of the small openings in between the vines, you couldn’t see much light through the gaps. It seemed to be pretty dark and the only light that was getting through was the sunlight that managed to squeeze between the vines.

“You excited?” Spider asked, anxiety settling itself in his stomach. He wanted you to like his secret spot. It was special to him. He didn’t even tell Lo’ak about it and he tells the Na’vi boy practically everything.

“Very,” you replied back, eyes still glued on the intricate weaving of the vines. You tried to imagine what was behind the plant's structure, excitement setting in.

You liked finding new things but this felt different. More personal. Spider told his loved ones almost everything, so you were genuinely surprised when he brought up the fact that he had a secret hideout. And knowing that you were probably the only other person to see and know about this place made it even more special and personal.

“C’mon,” Spider whispered, taking your hand in his as he gently pulled you inside, pushing the vines to the side to make room for the both of you to get through.

It was dark at first, the numerous vines making a dull thud sound as they fell back into place once Spider let them go. But then, small blue dots of light appeared, scattered across the walls and ceiling of the cave, lighting up the space in its dim light. The longer you two walked, the more brighter it seemed to get. The biolomenscient dots got dimmer and dimmer the further you and Spider went, the warm glow of the sunset replacing it.

Another opening made its way into your line of sight, giving you the perfect view of the eclipse and more.

“Holy shit,” you whispered out, hand still grasping Spiders.

The sight before you was absolutely breathtaking. Ikran flew across the setting sun, shrieking in delight as they dipped and dived. The floating mountains were scattered across the sky, thick and large vines connecting them to each other so they didn't drift too far from another. The vibrant colors the setting sun emitted settled across the horizon and danced across the tops of the trees beneath the cliff you and Spider were currently standing on.

Spider smiled at your response, warmth spreading across his body as he came to the conclusion that you were enjoying the sight before you. He felt nervous before, not wanting you to not like where he was taking you. But now, he felt so happy. Happy that you were awestruck and couldn’t tear your eyes off of everything in front of you.

“Like it?” He asked, hand squeezing yours to catch your attention.

“Like it?” You replied, eyes still darting across the beautiful scenery in front of you, “I love it! How come you didn’t take me here earlier?” You pouted at the end.

The boy only chuckled in response. To be honest, he considered this place to be his. Like a little secret. He wasn’t planning on sharing it with anyone. But the more he thought about it and visited the small cave slash cliff hideout, the more he wondered what it’d be like to share this place with you. He was over the moon when you agreed to tag along last night. This was no longer going to be just his spot but the both of yours.

Spider slightly tugged on your hand, guiding you to follow his actions in sitting down, legs dangling over the cliffs edge.

“It’s so beautiful,” you commented, settling yourself next to Spider, hands still intertwined.

The human boy hummed in response, eyes never leaving the side of your face. The setting suns colorful rays reflected off the glass of your mask, highlighting your bright eyes as you continued to gawk at the gorgeous sight in front of you.

To Spider, your beauty could never compare to what was in front of him. He had seen this kind of sunset millions of times before but he always found himself thinking of you whenever he gazed at the eclipse and the colorful horizon. You were truly one of a kind. He always felt special whenever you graced him with your presence. His eyes never left your face whenever the two of you hung out, oftentimes running into things on accident which made me even more flustered once your laugh reached his ears. If he were in a Na’vi body, his tail would be swaying furiously back and forth like a dog excited to see their owner whenever his eyes settled on your figure. You always had a special place in his heart. Which makes this moment even more special.

“Hmm, just like you, beautiful,” he whispered back, nudging your shoulder with his.

A wide toothed smile made its way across your lips, a giggle escaping them as you shook your head at the boy. “Cheesy,” you replied, eyes finally tearing away from the sunset and settling on Spider.

Your breath hitched in your throat when you realized how close the two of you were. Your shoulders were touching and your clasped hands were in Spider's lap, his thumb rubbing the back of your hand. If it weren’t for the masks you had to wear, you most likely would be able to feel each other's breath. Just the thought gave you slight goosebumps.

“Sappy,” Spider agreed, laughing in response to your previous statement. He tended to be overly romantic whenever around you. Albeit he never outwardly voiced his thoughts, he still thought them. You only got a glimpse or two of that side of him, it only being during whenever the two of you were joking around or he was trying to bring your spirits up on a particularly hard day. It never failed to make you feel better or laugh in response.

Your eyes were stuck on Spider's face, glancing from his eyes, to his nose down to his lips, and then back up to his eyes. He was probably the prettiest human boy you’d ever seen, and the only one you’d seen.

“Want to know how I stumbled across this place?” He asked, cheeks reddening at your intense stare.

“Please,” you responded, shifting a bit to face more towards the boy, hands still tightly interlocked.

Spider brightly smiled before starting, glad to be finally sharing this, his place with you.

———

You had stayed out way past curfew, too caught up in the beauty of Pandora to realize just how late you and Spider stayed out.

He had you put yourself on his back again on the way down, your hands returning to grip his shoulders as your legs tightly wrapped around his waist. You found yourself thinking about his muscles and his strength again, making yourself blush at every thought. The fact that you were so tightly pressed up against him and could feel his back muscles twitch and flex as he climbed down didn’t help, at all.

But he too was blushing. There have only been a handful of times where the both of you were in a position like this, so close together. Most of them were when you were children and still needed the comfort of someone else to sleep, Norm often finding the two of you entangled together as you softly snored away in your deep slumber. The other time being when you had a tickle fight and he pinned both of your hands above your head and tortured you with his swift fingers against the sensitive skin of your stomach. Spider almost kissed you that day, if it weren’t for Max’s interruption, telling Spider that Lo’ak was there for him. And the other time being now. It had been so long since he had you this close. Of course you two hugged and had sleepovers whenever you were bored, but even then, you never had your body that close to his and vice versa. Spider could feel the beat of your rapid heart against his back, smirking at how fast it was pumping.

It was nice to have you this close to his body. Especially in this circumstance. He felt like he was protecting you, in a way at least. Spider knew that you didn’t have the type of training he did regarding exploring the expanse of Pandora’s forests. You mostly explored on your own and kept to the forest floor whereas Spider leapt from tree to tree with Lo’ak and climbed whatever he could. And regarding this fact, he knew that you wouldn’t be able to pull yourself up to climb all the way to where he wanted to take you as well as back down. So this was the least he could do. Have you cling to his back as he descended back down to the mossy ground.

The minute your feet touched the floor, you took off sprinting, shouting at Spider to race you back to the lab. Poor boy barely had any time to process it, standing there in shock for a few seconds before quickly following after you, catching up to your figure within minutes.

The boy beat you to the lab even with your head start.

“No fair!” You whined out, huffing and puffing from your sprinting. Damn, you thought to yourself, and to think Spider does this everyday.

“Hmm, sucks to suck I guess,” Spider teased, patting your head as you stood there with your hands on your knees trying to catch your breath. Your mask began to fog up from your ragged breathing.

You playfully slapped Spider’s hand away as you both walked up the stairs to the lab, the boy holding the door open for you as you walked through.

Once the door shut, a hissing sound reached your ears, signaling that the filter was forcing out the Pandora air and replacing it with the air you and the other humans needed to breathe. When the small light above the second door turned green, you quickly discarded your mask and pushed through the secondary door.

“That was so much fun!” You exclaimed, wide smile on your lips as you turned back towards Spider, watching him place both of your masks back onto the small rack they usually reside on.

Warmth spread throughout Spider’s chest at your exclamation, proud that he was able to make you this happy from simply sharing his hideout with you. “I’m glad you had fun,” he replied, a gummy smile spreading onto his lips.

“Thank you so much for taking me! I really enjoyed tonight,” you continued, same smile still plastered on your face.

You felt grateful that Spider wanted to share a place he had found and kept to himself for a while with you. It made you feel special. Really special. You wanted to do something for him that showed your gratefulness. But your mind kept drawing blanks the more you thought about it. It had to be a grand gesture that showed him just how much you appreciated tonight as well as him in general.

Silence settled itself between the two of you, it resting comfortably in the air. Seconds had passed from the last time you spoke, eyes darting around Spider’s painted striped skin, the paint fading from the days excursions. As your eyes settled back onto his face, you realized that he was staring at your lips.

A lightbulb went off in your head. Yes, a kiss would work.

“I am very grateful that you decided to share your hideout with me. I feel honored,” you began, taking a step closer to the boy in front of you, “Is there anything I could do to show my appreciation?”.

Spider gulped at your question, one thing coming to mind. But, the boy only shook his head and shrugged. “It’s alright. I’m just happy to have spent tonight with you,” he replied.

Sappy motherfucker, you laughed to yourself, feeling yourself melt at how sweet Spider was being. You knew that he’d never force you to do anything that you didn’t want to do. Another thing that you loved about him. (Right after his face and muscles, of course.)

You hummed in response, inching closer as you did so. You could practically hear how fast Spider’s heart was beating against his chest, making you slightly smile at how you might be the cause of it.

“I think I have something in mind,” you trailed, straining your neck a bit to look up at the boy as you finally stood chest to chest. A few strands of Spider’s locs fell in front of his face and dangled besides yours, hand going out to tuck it behind one of his ears. The boys knees almost gave out at the movement, stomach twisting in knots and skin beginning to tingle from your gentle graze.

“And w-what could that b-be?” He stuttered, dark blush covering his cheeks. He felt his heart beat even faster as the seconds ticked by, if that was possible.

You smiled up at Spider, right hand coming to gently take his left one. “A kiss, perhaps?” You asked, not expecting him to agree right away.

“You…you w-want to…to k-kiss me?” He shakingly asked, the hand in yours intertwining his fingers between yours. He couldn’t believe that this was actually happening. That you suggested that you both kiss. He’s dreamt of kissing you ever since he saw the couple down his hall kiss when he was younger, Max yet again had to explain the action to him. Ever since he knew that he liked you. Since he knew that you’d be the only one for him as long as he breathed.

You nodded at his question, eyes falling from his eyes to his lips and back to his eyes. You also dreamt of kissing the boy. You wanted to ever since you saw an Earth movie from the twenty-first century where the two protagonists were lovers. You wanted to experience everything that the two lovers in the movies experienced with Spider. It was something you often caught yourself daydreaming about when you had nothing else better to do.

At your confirmation, Spider gently and delicately cupped your face in his warm and bigger hands, bringing you closer to his lips. There was a sliver of space between your lips and his, the teen boy waiting for something. Spider’s eyes searched yours for hesitancy and when he saw none and received another nod of your head, he pressed his plump lips against yours.

Your left hand went up to his waist to steady yourself, knees nearly giving out on the spot as your brain realized that this was actually happening.

Warmth was the only thing you felt from the kiss as well as adoration and care. You thought the whole fireworks thing was a bit silly whenever a character in a movie talked about it. But this, this was so much better than fireworks. You could feel how much Spider loved and cared for you through a single kiss. Could feel how nervous you made him through his shaky hands and rapid heartbeat. It was much better than fireworks. You felt loved and cared for through your shared kiss. You only hoped that Spider could feel the same things you did from the kiss as well.

The two of you stood there for who knows how long, kissing and pecking each others lips. You only broke away from the kiss two times to inhale more oxygen before you passed out. Spider meanwhile kissed all over your face as you did so, placing gentle kisses against your cheeks, nose, forehead, and chin before slotting his lips against yours again once you filled your lungs with sweet oxygen.

A loud cough erupted from behind you, halting the both of you in your kiss. Fear and anxiety spikes through your system, eyes widening as you slowly turned around to see who caught you and Spider kissing face.

“I don’t want to know,” Max started, arms crossed against his chest as a sleepy expression painted his face, “Just, get to bed. Separately. And if anyone asks, I saw nothing, okay?”.

You swear you never ran to your room so fast in your life, giggling out into the quiet corridors of the lab with Spider trailing behind you. Yeah, sorry Max, but there was no way that either of you were going to bed in your respective rooms tonight. There was too much to talk about and catch up on.

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giggle-guru · 17 days ago

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Hey lovelies! Sorry for vanishing, really had to lock in for one of my exams but it’s over now! As an apology, here’s the (delayed) Huskerdust audio! I won’t lie to you, it’s not my best one compared to others I’ve made in the past 😭 the other voice recording I made for Husk I actually made when I had a cold so I could hit the low and gruff voice a lot easier, and the second time around trying to fiddle with pitch was not working and I didn’t have the energy to spend another day recording him. I promise next time he’ll sound much better LOL. Since my next exam isn’t for a few days now, I’m going to get back on writing. I’ve got two fics I’m almost done so you’ll see them here at some point within the next few days. As always, thanks for listening 😚

Background: Angel had a long shoot at the studio, specifically one involving him being tied up which unfortunately left the spider sore. Thankfully, Husker knows how to work some magic, and makes a little discovery in the process.

Script is below the cut for anyone interested

[Sound Effect: Door creaking open, soft footsteps heavy sigh.]

Angel Dust: [muttering] Ugh, that was the worst. I swear, Val’s gonna strangle me with those ropes one day. I’m gonna tie him up next time, see how he likes it. Stupid tight knots, can’t even feel my arms no more…

[Sound Effect: Bed creaks as Angel flops down dramatically.]

Angel Dust: Shit, ma whole body’s sore. Like, every joint’s screaming at me, and I’m pretty sure I’ve got rope burns in places I didn’t even know were real.

Husk: That bad of a shoot, huh? You look like someone dropped a damn piano on you.

Angel Dust: You don’t even wanna know what I went through today, Husky. Trust me.

Husk: Guess you’re lucky you’ve got my ass to patch you up, huh? Turn over.

Angel Dust: [teasing] Oh? Ya gonna get all hands-on with me, Whiskers? Should I light some candles, maybe put on some summa that jazzy stuff Al keeps playin round the hotel?

Husk: [snorts] Yeah, totally. Make it sound even more sappy, asshole. Just come over here. Let me hold you. I’ll be gentle, promise.

[Sound effect: Sheet movement as Husk pulls Angel close to him]

Angel Dust: [relaxed sigh] Alight, alright. Don’t get too cozy, old man. I’m just here for a quick rubdown… [quieter] don’t get any ideas.

Husk: [more serious] Angie, shh. [soft kiss]. I’m not in this for your body or any sort of gratification. Never will be. Hell, I’d be happy just getting to hold you like this all night, alright? I’m here for you. Just you.

Angel Dust: [weak laugh] And I thought ya didn’t want to be sappy?

Husk: Hey, it ain’t sappy. It’s just honest. Now let me help you feel better, yeah?

Angel Dust: [softly] Okay. I just don’t think a massage will really help at all, ya know? it’s all achy and-

Husk: You won’t know until you let me try, will ya? Just relax, Angie. I won’t even massage ya if that’s not what you want. I’ll just do that thing you like…with the hand tracing and whatnot.

Angel Dust: (still hesitant but a little more relaxed, his voice soft and teasing): Oh, that thing I like, huh? You make it sound all mysterious, Husky. Real smooth.

Husk [snorts quietly, keeping his tone light but focused] Yeah, yeah. Don’t get all smart on me. You know you like it. Just let it work its magic.

[Sound Effect: Husk’s claws gently scraping through Angel’s fur, starting from his shoulders, moving slowly down his back. The soft rhythm of his hands soothing Angel.]

Angel Dust: Mm, yeah... that’s better... damn, Husky. You’re good at this... Feels real nice, actually.

[Sound Effect: Soft creak of the bed as Husk shifts slightly, getting comfortable while keeping Angel close. His claws move in steady, deliberate motions through Angel’s fur, creating a soothing rhythm.]

Husk [smirking slightly but still focused on his hands, continuing to rub and soothe]: Figured I’d have some skills in something other than drinkin’ and slingin’ cards. Looks like you really needed a little TLC.

Angel Dust (slightly teasing but still very relaxed now, his voice low and lazy):

“Yeah, you’re alright, Husky... That hit the spot... So much better than whatever Val was tryin’ to do…”

Husk: [Soft chuckle] Yeah, well, don’t go spreadin’ it around. Got a reputation to keep, y’know. Can’t have everyone thinkin’ I’m some kinda softie.

Angel Dust: [small giggle] Pfft, yeah, ‘cause nothing screams tough guy like tucking your favorite spider in bed and petting him like a cat.

Husk: [snorts] Keep talkin’ like that and I’ll stop.

Angel Dust: [mock panic]: Woah, woah, hold up! No need for drastic measures, Whiskers. You’re doin’ great! Five stars. A-plus.

Husk: [laugh] That’s what I thought.

[Sound Effect: Husk’s claws trail lower down Angel’s back, brushing over a sensitive spot. Angel’s relaxed sigh suddenly turns into a quick intake of breath, followed by a surprised chuckle.]

Angel Dust: [startled laugh, slightly higher pitched voice]: H-Husky! Careful there!

Husk: [stops] Stopping. I’m stopping. What’s wrong? Was I bein’ too rough on ya sides?

Angel Dust: [awkward, quick] Nah, just tickled, s’all.

Husk: [pause, smirking, playful tone] Oh? Ticklish, are we?

Angel Dust: I-I mean! No! N-no, just…caught me off guard is what I meant. Keep goin’. Totally fine. Nope, not ticklish.

Husk: [leaning in with mischievousness] Not ticklish, huh? Guess I should double-check, just to be sure. Can’t have you lying to me.

Angel Dust: [Through a shaky laugh, trying to sound composed but failing] H-Husky! I swear! I ain’t- [giggle]

Husk: [chuckling] Uh-huh, sure you’re not. Sounds real convincing, Angie.

Angel Dust: [giggling slightly] O-Okay! Okay, you’re…pressin’ your luck!

Husk: [mock seriousness] My luck? Sweetheart, I think I just hit the jackpot. [He shifts again, his claws now tracing up along Angel’s ribs with careful precision.]

[Sound effect: Bed sheets, squirming]

Angel Dust: Ah—Husky! Not there! Not the ribs! You’re—oh, shit—you’re killin’ me!

Husk: Killin’ ya? Don’t be dramatic. You’re laughin’, not dyin’. Besides, isn’t laughter supposed to be the best medicine?

Angel Dust: I swear—hah—y-you’re the worst! D-don’t you have... s-some catnip to chase or somethin’?!

Husk: [laughs, then mock growls] Keep talkin’ smack, and I’ll find a new spot to test out other than your ribs. Like here, how’s yer knees, huh?

Angel Dust (laughing loudly, trying to sound stern but failing): Husky! I-I’m warnin’ ya! You go there, and I’ll—ahhh! No, no, no, not there!

Husk: [mock serious, his voice full of teasing delight]: Not here? You mean... here?

Angel Dust: [through uncontrollable laughter, voice high-pitched]: H-Husky! I c-can’t—haah! I can’t take it! You jerk!

Husk: [chuckling, his tone smug]: But I thought you said you weren’t ticklish, Angie. Sounds like you’re enjoyin’ this to me.

Angel Dust: [gasping for breath, his voice raspy and giggly]: Y-you’re—hah—misinterpretin’ the situation! I’m—ahah—bein’ tortured here! You sadistic furball!

Husk: [snorts, still tickling but with a lighter touch] Sadistic, huh? Nah, I’m just thorough. Gotta make sure you’re nice and relaxed. Laughter’s good for the soul, ya know."

Angel Dust: [still laughing, his voice slightly breathless but teasing] Y-you’re insane, Whiskers! This ain’t helpin’ me relax—it’s makin’ me lose my damn mind!

Husk: [grinning, his tone softer but still playful]: Yeah? Funny, you’re not exactly pullin’ away. Or tellin me to stop.

Angel Dust: [giggling, mock defensive] I just—hah—don’t wanna accidentally deck ya in the face while tryin’ to escape! Bein’ courteous is all!"

Husk: [smirking, his tone sly]: Sure, sure. Let’s test that theory then, huh? How about we go a little higher, eh? Like your cute little stomach here...

Angel Dust: [half-screaming, half-laughing] H-Husky! Oh my—ahhh! You’re gonna p-pay for this! I swear to—hah—Lucifer!

Husk: [laughing, clearly amused]: Pay for it? What, with more of your adorable squealin’? You’re real intimidatin’, Angie. Keep tryin’. Now, there’s gotta be a real good spot on ya somewhere…

Angel Dust: [voice shaky but trying to sound firm] N-no... you don’t wanna go there, Husky. I’m warning ya—if you go any higher—hahhh—"

Husk: [smirking, voice teasing and almost predatory] Oh? Is this the forbidden zone? The secret weak spot, huh? Can’t handle it under yer arms?

Angel Dust: [his voice a mix of laughter and mild panic] Y-yeah, the worst spot! If you know what’s good for you, you’ll— [squeal]

Husk: [laughing deeply, clearly enjoying this] Yeah, yeah, keep squirming. You’re not gettin’ away, Angie. You sound way too cute when you’re like this. Sides, you’re pulling me closer.

Angel Dust: [giggling breathlessly] You—are—you’re—so dead! Shit! Okay, no more! Stop, stop stop!

Husk: [instantly stops] Okay. Okay, I’m stopping.

Angel Dust: [gasping for breath, still chuckling lightly] Oh my god, you’re evil, Husky. Evil, I swear!

Husk: [laughing] Oh please, you enjoyed it. And I stopped when you asked like the gentleman I am, didn’t I?

Angel Dust: [still giggling, out of breath] I mean, yeah, I did… but you’re still a monster. Evil little furball.

Husk: [grinning slyly] Oh, I’m a monster now? Look who’s talkin’. You practically melted when I started. You love it, don’t ya, Angie?

Angel Dust: [smirking, slightly shy] Y-yeah, maybe I do. But that doesn’t mean I’m gonna let you off easy. You will pay for this.

Husk: [snorts, voice teasing but affectionate] I’m lookin’ forward to it, Spidey. But for now, let’s just keep you from making good on those threats. Here, no more tickling. Promise.

[Sound Effect: Husk’s claws continue their slow, soothing motion on Angel’s back.]

Angel Dust: [giggling softly, almost content now] You’re lucky you got me in a good mood or I wouldn’t be waiting for revenge.

Husk: [chuckling softly] Yeah, yeah, I know. You’re only keepin' it together ‘cause I’m good at what I do.

Angel Dust: [playfully] I’m not that easy to please, y’know. You should be thankful you’ve got those magic claws of yours.

Husk: [grinning] Oh, I know. You’re a tough one to crack, but I’m just patient. Got a knack for getting you to melt when I need to, though.

Angel Dust: [smirking] Patience, huh? Well, you’re not always gonna get your way, Husky. I’ve got tricks up my sleeve, too. Don’t get too cocky.

Husk: [laughs, still softly tracing his claws] Oh, I’m not getting cocky, Spidey. Just stating facts. You might talk a big game, but I know what makes you tick.

Angel Dust: [playfully] That’s a real bold statement for someone who’s currently rubbing my back to keep me from plotting his downfall.

Husk: [laughs] Oh, shut it and come here [soft kiss]

Angel Dust: [teasing] Oh, getting all sweet on me now, huh? Guess I can’t stay mad at you for long. [softly] You really know how to calm me down, Husky.

Husk: [smirking] What can I say? I'm a man of many talents. [pauses] Now, stop making threats and just let me hold you for a minute. You deserve a break.

Angel Dust: [snickers] Fine, fine. But only because you promised no more tickling. You really do know how to make me forget my revenge plans. [sighs contentedly] This is nice.

Husk: [softly] Yeah, it is. Just you and me. No tricks, no threats... just us.

#guru speaks #hazbin hotel tickles #hazbin hotel tickling #tickle content #tickling #hazbin hotel #SoundCloud #tickle audio #huskerdust #lee!angel dust #Lee!angel #ler!husk #ler!husker #hazbin tickles #hazbin hotel tickle #hazbin hotel audio

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lxverrings · 9 months ago

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Hola!

It's been a while I know 💀

I just have something in my head and can't get my head out of it. Just hear me out- 😭

Spider!Reader being Miles', Gwen's and Mayday's work-mom (basically their mom at work). Reader just loves kids (haha can't relate 💀) and is a natural mother.

Miguel realizes that he wants needs to put a baby in Reader asap. (Breeding kink basically)

- Solecito (aka. Spanish anon 🇪🇸)

Me coming right back to life from how GOOD this ask is... Holy shit you put me in a mood 🥲

Motherly Instinct.

A Miguel O’hara drabble ; MDNI, NSFW under the cut!

Summary: What Solecito said, except I took the creative liberty to ensure reader speaks Spanish and also Mayday kind of has MJ (/other variations of her) so I’m going to add Pav and Hobie!!! Also reader isn’t necessarily a spider-person but def in the medical part of the spider society, so you go ahead with your little imagination <3

R/N: this put me in such a mood I need to find more fics like this smh and extra note, I feel you Solecito, I HATE TODDLERS!!!! babies are fine, so are teens, but TODDLERS??? TODDLERS???? my patience is thin... But I personally would like kids and especially with Miguel O’hara...

Warnings: NSFW under cut!!!! Obviously breeding kink warnings, mating press ig, Miguel physically cannot get his hands off reader...

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You’ve been in the society for quite a while now. From Miguel’s start to the shablam with Miles and the final acceptance of the boy into the society, even if Miguel was a bit sour about it...

Either way, it’s been long enough so that Miguel put a ring on that finger...

For the time being, your husband hasn’t had time to discuss babies, which is something that you’ve been thinking about, and subtly (not) been bringing up. He promises that someday in the future.

Well, someday is still too far away.

You’ve been at least calming your raging baby fever by talking with the younger spiders and doing your best to take care of their occasional reckless behavior...

“Hey! Heyyy!!! I told you I was fine!” Gwen puffed as she was bandaged up from the shards of glass due to her impromptu landing, Hobie just chuckled— probably his idea...— more than anything to land that way.

“Oi, “ma’...” do me a favo’ ’n check on my ’vitr, thanks, luv.” he mused, he seemed unfazed, despite the wraps tied around his wrists and arms.

“Will do, Hobie...” you smiled warmly, nodding at the younger spider, while Miles nervously fidgeted. “Miles...” you began before you gently patted his arm, “It’s okay, don’t worry.” you smiled reassuringly, trying to soothe his nerves— seeing Gwen and Pavitr get hurt like that, definitely must have altered the nerves in the young man.

“I know... I just... I guess I’m nervous. I would talk it out with mí mamí, but I guess I just... Well. It’s nice talking to you, not lie a replacement, but... Like a supplement? Wait... No that sounds wrong...” he mumbled— which got him out of that loop.

“You sound like a gym bro...” Pavitr finally giggled. Hobie let out a small sigh of relief and chuckled.

“Swolemates, huh?” Hobie chuckled, you rolled your eyes and smiled at them, the little group of preteens filled the room with easy chatter.

You smiled and nodded at them, unaware of Miguel’s gaze from the sight of the cameras that filled the screens of his monitoring.

Honestly, Miguel wasn’t paying much attention, until Lyla’s alarming noises went off.

“What the shock, Lyla?!”

The snarky hologram just smirked, “Oh nothing.”

“I just wanted to show you this!” she chirped with a smile.

He just rolled his eyes for a while— until the screen lit up with your face and the chit-chats with the younger spiders.

Mom? Ma?

Fuck.

He was so down bad.

Embarrassing, really, wasn’t it?

Either way, Miguel just stood and grumbled.

“Lyla. Shock. Call her in.”

“C’monn...”

“Shut the shock up and call her in!”

“C’mon! C’mon!”

“Please, can you just shocking—”

“Yeah, I already called her.” Lyla smirked as Miguel grumbled and swatted her off.

“Boss got you on track, huh ma?” Hobie smirked as you smiled nervously and swatted him off.

“I bet it’s not important...” you mused before Lyla interrupted.

“It’s very important!!!”

“Don’t worry, I’m sure everything is okay? Maybe it’s important— but in a good way?” Gwen offered with a small smile and tilted her head quietly.

“Don’t be that way,” Miles muttered, but he shuddered, perhaps he was getting the PTSD that Miguel put him through.

“You are all such pessimists! The passion is palpable, how can you concentrate when our big bad boss is in loooove?” Pavitr quickly shot back in absolute delight.

You shooed them off with a smile before retreating to Miguel’s... Lair. If you could call it that. Office? Same thing.

You walked off quickly, and entered his office. If you could call it that.

Miguel watched you sternly and crossed his arms as he stalked over your smaller form

“Hola, Miguelito!”

“Ay. You’re finally here.” he grumbled, putting his large hand on the top of your head, pushing back stray locks of hair to kiss your forehead.

You smiled warmly, unaware of the daunting gaze he held on you.

“I have to ask something of you.” he mumbled as he lightly peppered your face in kisses, “És muy importante...”*

“Lo que tú quieras...”*

He stared down for a moment.

“Quiero un bebé.”*

Oh.

You stared up at him nervously, your face flushed as your hands twittered together, and you gazed nervously up at him, “Oh?”

“Shock.” he hissed and held your chin as his kisses became more passionate, “Wanna get you pregnant, I want to give you a little baby. A little baby that looks like you, shock. You would make such a good mommy. Cuidando chamacos qué ni son tuyos... Y lo hacés tan bién...”*

Your breath hitched but you smiled up at him, “Me gustaría tener un bebé contigo...”*

The bed screeched underneath the brutal pace Miguel was going at, how many hours had it been?

Fuck.

Your clammy hands pulling at the sheets and the hiccups and tears that left your eyes as he pounded over and over again.

His tip prodding at your abused cervix, the harsh little veins scratching at your sweetest spots, and the scruffiness of his happy trail scratching at your little pearl of nerves.

God knows how many orgasms you had, your ankles over his shoulders as he bent you in half had your squelching cunt shaking and twitching as tears left your eyes at rapid paces.

“Dios. Ay! Miguel, por favor—Sisisi— ay! Ahí! Ahí!”* you begged in tears, both of you reduced to mingled Spanish as he gruffed and grunted.

“Te voy a llenar otraves, así te gusta. Sí. Tómalo todo. No dejes qué sé salga nada. Te voy a llenar de bebés. Te voy a dejar redonda y hinchada, hasta qué quedes bién embarazada y tengas mí bebé. Hasta qué grites de tan sensible y débil qué estés...”* he hissed back and kissed you with a stronger passion.

He was relentless with his pace as his fingers worked your nipples and he mused something about getting to drink from your swollen boobs, and getting to dress you in maternity clothes— how he couldn’t wait to watch it work wonders on your body. And how well he would take care of you with his baby. How his spoiled little wife would get nothing but the best, and have her with the most beautiful baby imaginable.

No mercy was bestowed on your poor body and less so that night. Your poor cunt was seeping his essence, and every time that a single drop leaked, he gave you another round until you passed out, only to fall asleep to his gentle praises and his gentle caresses.

Because he wouldn’t have it any other way; you would make the perfect mommy, and god was he lucky, that ring on your finger was absolutely perfect...

But what would make this more perfect? A little baby in your arms.

Surely, as soon as the baby was here, it wouldn’t be very long until he wanted another.

♡

Translations:

It’s very important...

Whatever you want.

I want a baby.

Taking care of rascals that aren’t even yours... And you do it so well...

I would like to have a baby with you...

There, there!

I’m going to fill you up again. That’s how you like it. Yes. Take it all. Don’t let anything spill out. I’m going to fill you with babies. I’m going to leave you round and swollen. Until you’re pregnant and you have my baby. Until you scream from how sensitive and weak you are...

#atsv miguel #miguel spiderman #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderverse #miguel x reader #miguel smut #miguel o'hara smut #dom miguel o’hara #dom!miguel o’hara

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kagetxiga · 2 months ago

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Ok I know that I requested earlier but it was so good 🥲🥲🥲😭😭😭😭!!!!! Ok sbg x phantom reader?

Reader Is a phantom but she has a human like figure for herself but I doesn't make it any better since she is still VERY creepy I mean like more scary then the phantoms like reader is so quiet that ASHLYN CAN'T EVEN HEAR HER an she a whopping 8 feet tall 😁 with A LOT of hunting skills 🥲😭 like the first encounter with reader was her chasing them spider style 🥲 her smile is so long it reaches her FOREHEAD 😨

that's all 😆🦅🦅🦅🦅❗️❗️❗️❗️❗️❗️🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

If to tired to do do it later I don't mind waiting!

-by ohmydearesthowiluvu72

Hey darling! I was WAITING for a trope like this omg, i’ve always wondered how a Phantom!Reader would be like!! You also had requested for it to be poly so don’t worry girl, i gotchu 😉 anyways, enjoy! 🌷🧸💕

MASTERLIST

HAUNTING NIGHT

A SBG X PHANTOM!READER TROPE

Let’s just say

They had a hard time sleeping

It’s not every night you wake up in a new realm where phantom monsters chase you and your friends

But after that field trip? It’s every night.

BUT A HUMAN PHANTOM???

HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF A SLENDERMAN LOOKING CREATURE CHASED YOU IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WOODS?

Logan passed out in fear and they had Ben carry him the rest of the chase

“Hey…guys? What’s that?” Taylor mumbled while pointing behind them

And all they see is a person

At least that’s what they thought

The reader has long and lanky arms and legs, making them a whole 7’10 tall

Did i mention how their eye pupils are fully white?

So just imagine a tall figure in the woods, blending in with the shadows and all you see is their huge ass smile reaching their ears, showing off their beautiful pearly whites and their eyes wide open.

Yeah they weren’t gonna deal with that

So they ran!

BUT YOU CHASED. 🗣️🗣️🔥🔥

Bending backwards and doing twists and acrobatics, you chased them on all fours, making weird hissing sounds while they yelled in fear and for the sake of their lives back at the base

It doesn’t help how you can climb over the walls to their base

You’re already taller than the original phantoms, you’re too short for your head to reach the top of the walls, but when you stretch your hand up?? Yeah you can totally climb it.

Soooo it wasn’t fun when they found that out

When you climbed up the wall, they were fucking terrified, and i mean terrified

They didn’t know what to do!! This has never happened before!!

Sadly taylor was the first one you lunged after, pinning her down to the ground and was about to chop her face off (you were hungry), but Tyler immediately swung an axe at you, making a deep cut on your arm

To which it grows back!!

Ta-da!! You can regenerate!

So obviously that wasn’t much help, it just angered you even more so you went after Tyler, sparring Taylor for later

Sadly Ashlyn grabbed a flashlight and shunned it at you, unlike other phantoms, you don’t melt or bubble up like them, it just makes you weak

Super weak to the point you can barely move

So when that happened, you had practically fainted due to hunger and the light

They couldn’t kill you, because after further inspection, they realized you were human(-ish) so they took you in for interrogation, having you tied up on a chair with ropes all around your arms, wrists, ankles, thighs, basically everywhere

When they realized you were a hybrid, they were quite scared for their safety, but also concerned for you, maybe you had been forced to transform like that, maybe you were in the same shoes as them, having been in a field trip and been stuck here, or maybe you were just born like that

You finally woke up from fainting and immediately had a headache and all sorts of aches everywhere from the massive lights shunned at you when they were asking questions

Turns out, you were just part human, having been born like that in the phantom world

You were starving tho, so they somewhat fed you (they gave you a granola bar and an apple)

After that, they kept you in the chair until further notice, having you in a separate bus, and each night, they send someone to stay with you the entire time, questioning you and making sure you’re not doing something /going anywhere

Tyler, Ben and Logan didn’t like the idea of having you around, you were weird, you were different, you were apart of them

But at the same time, they couldn’t kill you, you were too humanized to the point if they even did end up killing you, they would be haunted by the thought of murdering someone

Ashlyn and Taylor were on edge, they hated being put at risk of danger, they hated the thought of you releasing from the chair and doing god knows what

They couldn’t trust you one bit, but they still took care of you, having to slowly build yours and their trust together

While you’re taken hostage, they’re the ones who usually feed you, they eventually found out that you’re a carnivore, having to be eating meat. But you still ate the granola bars and other food they gave you, but it wasn’t a good option of food.

AIDEN. OH MY GOD.

Dude this guy was driving YOU on edge

He can pop up out of no where with like idk a MACHINE GUN and it scares you.

Aiden loves to taunt you

He just loves torturing you

I think it’s cause you attacked his friends

Just be glad that you didnt attack ash…

He would always act like a bodyguard too, along with ben and tyler

Like when ash or taylor goes to feed you, theyre always looming behind

Now lets say you were acting nice, honestly you could care less that you’ve been taken hostage, you’re not fighting for your life in the wild, you’re being hand fed by pretty girls, and you’re just sitting there chilling

They eventually let you out

And but not without weapons being on them

“Okay…im gonna untie you, you better behave” Taylor said with unease in her voice

“Okay!” You cheered with a gleeful smile

But to them it was horrifying to see your smile

You slowly stood up as you stretched your limbs, but then you hit your head on the bus roof.

After a few hours, with you just wandering around exploring the place, you eventually just…

Fell asleep on the bus rooftop

They found you weird, but this is where they’re learning to fully trust you

Sure i will admit, you were used as a guard dog or a guard in general

But this is how they realize that you’re still a human and guilt was being spread like the plague

You had harmed yourself when you jumped in to protect logan from a phantom, earning a large scratch all across your chest down to your pelvis

And after getting to a safe place, they immediately treated you up (thanks ben)

But it didnt take long for it to heal (regeneration) but they still felt bad

After that, you gained logan’s respect and trust, the others…you just gained respect

HEY YOURE STILL PART PHANTOM DONT BLAME THEM

but eventually with a lot of bonding and sharing adventures together, they trusted you

It took a while, along with a rocky path, but they trusted you and thats all you needed

Thank you! ^^

-K.T

#fandom #school bus graveyard x reader #sbgxreader #sbg fandom #sbg taylor #sbg tyler #sbg ben #sbg x reader #ashlyn sbg #aiden sbg #sbg #sbg (webtoon)#logan sbg #sbg fanfic #aiden x reader #tyler x reader #x reader

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screamin-abt-haikyuu · 3 months ago

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I dunno if you’ve done this yet but, how do you think the Karasuno boys would react to being asked to squish a spider for y/n??? Totally not because I have a huge fear of spiders and hate having to kill them myself 🥺😭

If they're all together, it's instant chaos.

People are running. Some running away from the spider, some towards. Tsukishima and Kageyama are watching everything unfold with a ❓over their head. Daichi is screaming at everyone to calm down.

Some are screeching and cowering in terror (you, Asahi, Yamaguchi and Yachi).

Noya, Suga and Tanaka are trying to catch it.

Suga wants to catch it to play with it.

Tanaka wants to squish it.

Noya wants to eat it.

This is why Asahi is screaming because he has seen this horror before.

In the end someone accidentally steps on it and ends the chaos.

I know you probably wanted individual reactions so I'm going to do that below:

Daichi:

Stays calm.

Uses a slipper to squish it.

The entire thing is over in 2 minutes.

Suga:

As I said before, he wants to play with it.

Lets it run over his hand until you're screaming at him to kill it.

He doesn't kill it, just lets it free in the garden/hallway/balcony.

Asahi:

You're screaming.

He's screaming.

The spider is screaming.

But he has the Mom friend override™️

So when he sees you're freaked out, he will step up.

No matter how terrified he also is

He will take a long broom or stick and try to shoo it away while you're using him as a human shield.

Doesn't have the heart to kill it so he'll just try and shoo it out of the apartment.

The entire process will take an hour.

Tanaka:

Trash talks the spider while he's trying to chase it around.

Tells it how much better he is and how he is going to get back at it for scaring you.

"You think you're so smart hiding behind the cabinet? Well, take that!" As he shoves a long stick behind.

Finally manages to get it in a place where he can step on it.

Does an evil revenge laugh after it's dead.

Noya:

Menace. Absolute chaos.

Furniture is flying, beds are shaking, glasses are breaking.

He's yelling and challenging it to a fight.

You're yelling at him to not eat it under any circumstance.

Doesn't manage to catch it in the end and the spider gets away.

You're both left cleaning an upside down apartment.

Ennoshita:

He's calm about it.

Tells you not to worry and to go to another room while he takes care of it.

Brings you a snack after and tells you you can rest easy.

Tsukishima:

Teases you (playfully) for being scared of such a tiny thing.

Says he'll take care of it.

Uses a bug spray and disposes of it.

Yamaguchi:

Doesn't have the heart to kill it.

He isn't necessarily afraid of it but spiders can be jumpy and unpredictable and he doesn't like that.

Uses a glass to capture it and then releases it into the wild.

Kageyama:

Throws a volleyball at it to squish it.

Takes a few tries but he manages it.

Texts Hinata gloating about how he squished a tiny spider accurately with his volleyball.

Hinata:

"Oh, y/n chan you're scared of spiders? Don't worry I got this."

He says while his legs are shaking.

Calls Tanaka and Nishinoya for advice and ends up getting a detailed strategy that lasts 5 business days.

While he is on the call, Natsu has picked the spider up.

Cue screaming.

He dives, snatches the spider and flings it outside the window.

Omg lmao this was so fun to imagine. Thank you for your ask! It's been so long since I've written anything and this was so refreshing. Hope you like it!!!

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sleepingnova · 2 years ago

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imagine miles morales confessing to you that he is spider man after he saves you from something idk I love him

sure thing anon :) I don't know if you wanted this to be a pre - established relationship, so I'm just gonna go on a limb here and do that. sorry this took so long, I had a sudden burst of motivation. it's 1 am, so this isn't proofread

wc : I don't have a fucking clue, how do you check your word count if you're mobile?? I wanna do that 😭

Friendly neighborhood spider - man

pairing: miles morales x journalist reader

summary : being new york's top journalist has its perks, but it always seems to attract the wrong type of attention.

Journalism. It's not for the faint of heart. When you have deadlines to make, interviews to take care of, and people constantly yelling either at you or around you 24 / 7, everything can be a bit time consuming.

That also means you get a lot of attention. Some good, while others..not so much. Sure, its nice to have a free coffee or cake pop every now and then for the articles and the interviews you do; people have always said you have a way with words.

You really don't even know how you got into this situation. The caffeine kicked in, which made you jumpy to everyone and everything, really. Your eyebags were not very nice to look at and to be honest, you looked a mess.

You woke up late for class, you weren't really feeling like getting out of bed anyways but you did it anyway. No makeup, no nice and preppy clothing, just you; and boy did that bite you in the ass. You were 95% sure that all the things you had in life were handed to you because you were pretty. For instance, the guy who hired you literally took one look at you and said "congratulations, you're hired. we could use a pretty girl like you for coffee runs, right sweetheart?"

With balancing college and your career as a journalist, it's not too difficult. So then why'd you end up in this situation? Getting cornered by 3 guys in a dark ass alleyway, and it's 3:05 am.

No one at your job comes close to you when it comes to performance. Every single time. The newest topic of discussion is Brooklyn's number one trending for 7 years straight : spider - man.

"Who was he?" is your focus. The CEO of your job was retiring, and he held a competition to see who would take his spot. He obviously had you in mind, but he wanted to make things fair and you told him you wanted to earn it, not have it given to you.

The challenge was fairly simple: Get an exclusive interview with spider - man and have him answer a couple questions.

You've done exclusives before, not a problem. Until you realized, major problem. He swings around the city 24/7 how in fucks name were you going to catch him? Until an idea came to you. You stayed up all night, then you got hungry, so you left your dorm and walked down the street to the 24 hour convenience store. You liked documenting what you do, so you were recording on your phone where you were going.

After getting some snacks, you left and couldn't shake the feeling you were being followed. You were. By 4 different people. One of whom was none other than the infamous Miles Morales or, well, spider - man. He saw the guys five minutes ago and didn't want to do anything until he knew for sure you were getting followed.

A bit of time passes and miles realizes, he lost you. He hears a muffled shout from down the street so he runs towards it, jumping from rooftop to rooftop.

Now your mind comes back to this exact moment. You can't really make out what the guy in front of you is saying, but you think he's trying to rob you, but why would he need two other guys to rob someone? Especially in the middle of the night. You look dazed and totally not scared at all, Miles thinks, as he's literally invisible right in front of you.

You come out of your trance to one of them forcing you onto the ground. You wiggle and worm your way away, but it's not enough. Fear settled in as you realized what they were doing.

"Hey! Let her go." A voice shouts. You reach into your pocket to grab your pepper spray as you see a bunch of webs and hear hard blows hitting, but it's really dark and you can't see in the dark for shit.

You start running out of the alley and back towards your building, you look back and see the three of them running after you. So you run a little faster, and faster, until you're full on sprinting down the street.

'Thank god my parents forced me into track and field.' you thought, as you got closer and closer to the building. As luck would have it, the doors were locked, and your key was in that bag full of snacks.

They finally catch you, and in a split second, you brace for impact, but it never comes. You're in the air.

You look up and there it is. This is the story that'll get you CEO position, you'll be CEO for the rest of your life. A thought pops into your head as he drops you off at his apartment.

'Was my phone recording everything? Oh shit it was.' you think to yourself as you pull out your phone, your eyes widening.

Another thought pops up. 'oh my god, I'm in spider - man's apartment. it's not even that far from my building.' you wonder as you stop the recording.

"you do know you're going to have to delete that footage, right?" he asks as he lifts up his mask and puts something in his mouth.

"I get your job as a journalist is important, but sweetheart, I gotta keep you safe."

You raise your eyebrow, "how do you know about my job?"

he shrugs as he removes his mask.

"Miles? What the fuck is this? Don't tell me you're.. You're spider - man?" You whisper yell as you back up towards his desk.

"The one and only, love. surprised to see me?" he chuckles.

it was then that everything started to piece together. he always bails on plans, he's always late and has sudden injuries. hell, you even saw his suit in his bag once, but you didn't think anything of it.

"wait.. what does my interview with you have anything to do with keeping me safe?" you raised a brow at him as he plops down on his bed.

"think about it, baby. Me swinging around being spider - man gets pretty complicated when there's an article released by my girlfriend about how she got saved, by me. It puts you in jeopardy, because criminals can find you and use you as bait, and because I don't know that you won't put my identity out there." he explained.

"but you know I'm not like that." you replied.

"yes, I know baby. it's just complicated." he said.

you sighed with a defeated look, knowing that your boss wasn't going to be pleased, but it was for the best.

"if it's alright with you, do you mind if I just stay here for the night? in the morning, on my way to work, I can ask for another key." you asked, softly, him catching your disappointed change in octave.

"yeah sure, that's fine." he replied, walking into his room.

"do you have a spare blanket? I can just sleep out here on the couch." you called to him.

"hm? uh yeah, I think I have a spare. unless you'd like to sleep in my room, with me? the couch is kinda uncomfortable, and it gets kinda cold in here throughout the night." he offered, shyly.

"what about your roommate?" you questioned quietly.

"he won't be back for another week or so, as far as I'm concerned, he'll text if something goes south." he answered.

you thought for a moment, then nodded as you followed him into his room and climbed into his soft bed.

"woah, this is way softer than I thought it would be. what softener do you use when you wash your blankets?" you wondered aloud, cuddling all in his blankets and he chuckled.

"uhhh, I don't know. my roommate does laundry. I don't ever go with him unless he needs me to, which isn't often." he responded.

'ah.' you thought.

"aren't you going to spoon me? c'mon miles, please?" you pleaded with the tired, little puppy dog eyes miles swore he hated, because he could never say no to you when you made that face.

"I'm sorry, I have a couple of essays to write still. Why don't you get the bed nice and warm, then I'll be in bed before you know it." he cooed.

your eyelids started to get heavy as you let out a small hum as you started to fall asleep.

when you woke up the next day, it was 8 am and there was a small basket in the chair next to you.

the basket was filled with your snacks from the night before all wrapped up in the bag still, a hoodie and some clothes to wear to class, a water bottle and a nice book for you to read. on the desk, there was your favorite iced coffee and a note with absolutely beautiful penmanship.

you smiled as you read the letter.

[ hello,

spider man here!

I only have time to answer one of your questions right now, so here it is.

Being a hero isn't about being famous or rich, it's about your own morals and how you stick to them. I started the whole "spiderman" thing when I was 14 years old. It was hard, I had just lost a family member and I felt isolated from my family. You wouldn't believe me if I said that under the mask, I'm just an ordinary person, just like all of you, but I am, really.

I chose to be a hero because I believed in helping others. I really have to leave, so I can't say much more.

Remember, anyone can wear the mask.

Until next time,

—your friendly neighborhood spider man. ]

while you knew that you couldn't tell anyone about who was really under the mask, a part of you felt proud that he trusted you with his secret.

should I make another part to this? likes and reblogs are always appreciated :>

#miles morales x reader #miles morales #into the spider verse #spiderman

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novosg · 1 year ago

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Who’s Your Friend? Pt 2

More Hobie x femMorales!reader and more protective Miles

This was really hard to write and I’m not sure how I feel about it, but I hope you guys enjoy it regardless.

Fluff, SFW, written with black!fem reader in mind, 2.1k words (😭)

The next time you see Hobie is at a party on the roof of your building. It was somebody’s birthday or promotion party, you didn’t know which and couldn’t find it in yourself to ask around and find out. If everyone started singing you’d just join in. The evening sun cast a lovely hue amongst everyone as the bass from Benny’s speaker reverberated through the air.

You’re pouring yourself another drink when your mother comes up next to you.

You smiled at her. “Hey, Mami, what’s up?”

She replied with a slight shake of her head as her eyes scanned the crowd. “Hi, baby. Have you seen your brother?”

Briefly, you thought back to the text Miles had sent you over twenty minutes ago, promising to be there soon. You had no idea what was keeping him but you could certainly think of a few things. Things that your parents definitely can’t know about.

So, you settled for, “No, I haven’t. But I’m sure he’ll be here soon.” She patted your arm in thanks before walking off, no doubt to ask others the same question.

As you watched her leave you pulled your phone out, ready to text Miles once more and find out where he was, but the sound of a door opening caught your attention. You turned and spotted your brother, along with three other familiar faces, stepping out onto the floor. Miles caught your eye and you let out a soft sigh of relief.

Miles moved to greet you, but Gwen and Pavitr beat him to it, practically rushing towards you. Eager words spilled from their lips as they came to a stop in front of you, and you couldn’t help but laugh softly.

“It’s nice to see you guys again too,” you said with a smile. They were still chattering away until Miles came forward, slipping in between the two of them.

“Hey, did mom and dad say anything yet?” He asked. You simply shrugged.

“Mom asked where you were not too long ago. Better go see her and let her know you’re here.

What took you so long anyways?”

Miles sighed heavily at the question as he shook his head. “Just some guys tryna rob a bank.” Then, more proudly he added, “I handled it though.”

Gwen cut in, letting out an amused scoff. “You handled it? If it weren’t for me and Hobie—“

Pav chimed in as well. “Don’t forget I’m the one who disarmed them all,” he boasted with a grin.

You rolled your eyes playfully as you watched him and his friends bicker. It made you happy to see him being just Miles for once. Not Spider-Man #2. But your stubborn, little brother.

Hobie, who had been quiet for the majority of the exchange, looked over at you. He moved from behind the others to stand next to you, one of his elbows nudging yours. Your eyes turned up and he smiled down at you, his piercing rising with the curve of his lips.

“Hey,” he said softly. You couldn’t help but smile right back, willing the butterflies in your stomach to calm down.

“Hi,” you replied, equally as soft. You couldn’t deny it, you were smitten. In the short time you had known him, he had left an impression that had left your heart reeling and your affection towards him bordering on puppy love.

You were so smitten, in fact, you had taken to pestering Miles about him.

Every time you asked how Hobie was doing, or when his friends were stopping by again, you were met with the same reaction.

An irritated glare or sigh, followed by your brother grounding out, “He’s fine,” or, “Why do you need to know?” You were genuinely curious, but at some point you also started asking just to see the looks on Miles’ face.

The same Miles who was suddenly grabbing Hobie by the arm and practically dragging him away. He sent a smug look your way while you narrowed your eyes at him.

“Gonna take these guys to meet mom and dad. Don’t worry, we’ll be right back,” he jeered.

Hobie simply looked amused as Miles tugged him away while Pavitr perked up.

“We finally get to meet your parents? Let’s go!” He beamed. Gwen, on the other hand, couldn’t look more uncomfortable with the idea if she tried.

You vaguely remembered your mother calling you about some “white girl your brother had brought home.” Though she told you the girl’s name was “Gwanda” you were beginning to figure that wasn’t the case.

Hobie looked back at you, giving you a small wave as Miles slipped behind him, resorting to pushing the taller boy.

“Walk,” you heard him grumble. You and Hobie both laughed at his antics, but you waved back all the same, watching him disappear into the crowd of people.

By the time Hobie had managed to sneak away from everyone the sky had dimmed, turning a darker shade of blue with every passing hour. Fortunately, the party was still in high spirits.

Which gave the two of you a good enough chance to head underneath the water tower on the far side of the roof.

Miles eyed the two of you from his spot near the tables, the plate of food in his hands forgotten. Pavitr and Gwen were talking about something, but they grew quiet at the lack of Miles’ input. They followed his line of sight and Pavitr let out an amused laugh which was enough to catch Miles’ attention.

“What?” He asked, brows furrowed.

“I should’ve known. Hobie was dying to see her again,” Pav admitted as Miles let out a shocked “what?”

Gwen smacked Pav’s shoulder, but even she was grinning. “I wouldn’t stress over it, Miles. At least they look cute together,” she added, a playful lilt to her voice.

Miles shook his head, setting his plate down as he waved a hand dismissively. “Okay, not having this conversation right now. Or ever.” He huffed, already wracking his brain at the thought of Hobie dying to see you again.

You carefully twirled Hobie’s watch in your hands, rubbing your thumb alongside it. He leaned casually against the railing beside you, back against it as he looked out across the ongoing party.

“So, this watch lets you go anywhere you want? Anywhere at all?” You asked, glancing up at him. He nodded, turning his gaze towards you.

“Yeah. Also helps stop that glitching mess.” At your look of confusion he added, “It’s what happens to our bodies whenever we’re in a dimension that isn’t ours. It sucks, by the way. I wouldn’t recommend it.”

You let out an amused huff, lips parting as you mumbled a quiet “ah.” You straightened up and handed the device back to him, your fingers brushing together gently.

He strapped it to his wrist, dark eyes sliding back over to you. He looked thoughtful for a moment, before his lips turned up into a small smirk. “Lets us go anywhere at any time too.”

You smiled, mirroring his stance as you leaned against the railing as well. You had a feeling where this was going, but you just wanted to make sure. “Any time, huh? So you just come and go whenever?”

“Oh, yeah. I get to do whatever I want. Go wherever I want.” He paused before saying, “See whoever I want.

You hummed, feeling your heart stutter from the way he was looking at you. “Now that sounds nice.”

Hobie’s grin only widened as he nodded with a slight shrug. He shifted a bit closer, almost imperceptibly so. “It’s real nice. All that matters is what you do with it.”

“So…if there was someone who wanted to keep seeing you,” you leaned in a bit closer as well, an invisible force practically pulling you towards him, “You could make it happen?”

Hobie nodded, eyes and smile softening. “All they’d have to do is say the word.”

Your own smile turned sheepish as you tapped your fingers nervously against your thigh. “Well…”

You stopped once you noticed Hobie’s back straighten, a crease forming in his brow as he leaned away suddenly. Not even a second later your mom was popping into view and you groaned, already having a bad feeling.

“Hi! Just wanted to come and see how things were going. Making sure you guys are all good up here,” your mother said warmly, swinging a leg over the railing. Your father was right behind her, grunting as he pulled himself upward. Hobie moved to stand on your other side, watching the scene play out almost amusedly.

“Mrs Morales,” he said coolly. His eyes turned to your father, who raised an expectant brow at the punk beside you once their eyes met.

Hobie’s jaw clenched, as if he was having some sort of internal battle with himself. After a moment of a stare down that felt far too tense, his eyes darted over to you briefly before he looked away and muttered out, “Mr. Morales,” almost begrudgingly so.

Your father let out a humph, bumping his shoulder against your moms. “Oh, look at that, hon, he got it right this time. But yeah we, uh, noticed you guys weren’t with the group so we wanted to see what that was all about.”

You reached out and gently grabbed Hobie’s arm, trying to ignore the lithe muscle you felt under your palm. “We were just about to head back down, actually.”

“Oh good. Good,” your father nodded while your mom let out an “ah,” her eyes darting down to where your hands held onto Hobie. “Well, don’t let us hold you up. Me and your mom might be turning in soon, anyways. Got a busy day tomorrow, y’know, being a cop and all,” he stated. You resisted the urge to roll your eyes while Hobie merely raised an unimpressed brow.

“Mhm. Got it,” you mumbled, already moving past him. You pretended not to see the humored look on your mother’s face as the two of you descended down from the water tower.

Once your feet touched the roof you led Hobie further into the crowd, throwing a glance behind you as you let out a sigh. Above you, you heard a low chuckle.

You couldn’t help but join him, lips parting into a grin. “Oh, you think that’s funny?”

He shrugged, eyes alight with mirth. “Little bit.” The two of you came up to the tables before stopping. You quickly remembered you were still holding to his arm and retracted your hands, settling for folding your arms over your chest.

Hobie tilted his head and eyed you as you tapped your fingers against your elbow. “I’m sorry about him. He can just be a little…overprotective. Even though I’m eighteen and, unlike Miles, actually an adult,” you muttered.

Hobie smirked and shook his head slightly. “It’s fine. It’s good they look out for you like that. But, listen, about earlier,” he paused, one of his hands coming up to scratch at the back of his neck. You realized it was your first time seeing him genuinely nervous, albeit just a little bit.

“It’s just…I wanna see you again. And, tell me if I got this wrong, you wanna see me again too.” At your small nod he continued. “Well, there’s a band I like playing a show soon in my dimension. Figured I could sneak us in the venue, we’d watch ‘em together? It’d be a loft view. Can’t get it nowhere else.”

You smiled, your brightest one of the night, as those butterflies in your gut came back at full force. You shrugged, pretending to consider it.

“I don’t know. A trip to a new dimension and…a date?” When Hobie matched your smile with one of his own you were sold. You had been from the beginning. “I think that sounds perfect.”

“Cool,” he uttered. “I’ll get you a day pass, you break the news to that brother of yours—”

“Oh, don’t remind me,” you groaned and he laughed, picking up a nearby drink.

“And I’ll pick you up when the time’s right,” he concluded. You dipped your head in agreement, already feeling anticipation building within you.

“I’d like that,” you affirmed softly. Hobie’s smirk disappeared behind the can as he rose it to his lips, but his eyes never left yours.

That was until Miles practically popped up between you two, his eyes bouncing back and forth. Pav and Gwen were right on his heels, seeming eager about something as they also eyed you both. He shoved his hands in his pockets, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet.

“Hey, guys. Everything okay?” He asked, trying to appear nonchalant despite his wary tone.

Hobie nodded, his gaze falling back on you. His lips curled upward and you had to bite back a grin of your own.

“Yeah. Everything’s great, bro.”

#hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #atsv #x reader #black fem reader #reader insert

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scribble-dribble-writes · 1 year ago

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Hey ! First of all I just wanted to say that your writtings are great and I love the way you describe Miguel, it's perfect ❤

Is it possible to request something for him ? The reader is a new recruit at the Spider-Society and since they met Miguel they try to help him with the spider society, support him, take care of him. Reader's presence brings him calm and Miguel realizes little by little that reader has become a sort of anchor for him, that he wants to keep the reader by his side. Scared to lose them, Miguel ends up telling them how he feels (and the feelings are reciprocal).

(This man need some kindness and love)

Thanks you in advance hun ❤

Gosh this was so sweet 😭😭😭.

If you let me

Word count: 1200

Had this song on loop as I wrote this haha

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His eyes were burning, the yellow light from his screens were getting nauseating now. He needed another dose of his serum, that regulated his instinct and helped him not turn him into an animal once in a while.

But it was the soft sound of a coffee cup being placed next to his arm that startled him. The smell of a fresh brew wafting to his nose made him feel at ease and refreshed. Before he could thank the person, he turned to see you leave giving him a soft smile as you balanced another tray of cups in your hand.

You were the new recruit but that was months ago. Now you were a regular presence around his office and it struck him, how often he thought of you. He didn’t know you knew his order. He turned the cup, to see a sentence scribbled on it.

Everyone knows your order. Your face is on a burger, did you know that?

He laughed quietly as he rubbed his eyes before reclining in his seat for a break. His lips touching the edge of the cup to feel the warm drink seep through his system. It was the same way in which you had infiltrated into his life. Soft and slow. And now he was addicted to it.

The lab closed up for the day but he was still here. He didn’t particularly like going back home. Because what was the use? He couldn’t sleep and his mind would still be awake thinking about the work he needed to do the next day.

But in the silence and the hum of his computer, he drifted away to the nights you had kept him company. His secrets spilling out from him in soft murmurs, a hidden confidence in the comfort he felt around you, to let you in to where his wounds had left him dead. With you keeping watch, he slept blissfully, his dreams often in gardens as he lounged about to look at blue skies and orange trees with you by his side.

He inhaled deeply to stretch his arms to mask the irritance with having to be away from you for so long. But as he arched his back, he felt your hands trial up his shoulders. To slowly massage the tension away from his neck and his eyes fluttered to a close. To fall into your touch, humming with content.

You let him tilt his head back, to rest it on your abdomen. But when his eyes opened slowly, his soft gaze was on you. You looked down at him and paused because these moments felt too brief when you wanted them to stay this way forever.

You let your fingers pull back his hair gently to reveal his forehead, to then lean down to place a tender kiss.

He felt the shape of your lips mark his skin like a tattoo he would love to keep. But along with this feeling of bliss came a sense of fear. That as much as he wanted this, wanted you, he was sure that it also came with the possibility of losing you.

The uncertainty was killing him, more so because if he had a sliver of a chance to have a future with you, he would risk it all, again.

He groaned, why couldn’t he ever learn his lesson?

But you worried about him and if he only let you to share his burden, you would do it gladly.

“What’s the matter?”, you asked as he pulled away from your touch.

“You can’t help me with this one.”, he mumbled as he aimlessly clicked around his screens. Until, you were in his sight again.

“Why?”, he heard you ask, your brows furrowed in confusion.

“Because…”, he looked away, fear wrapping it’s wisps around his throat.

“I always want more than what I have.”, he sighed pressing the bridge of his nose.

“What do you want?”, you asked, your eyes briefly flitting to his lips. You wanted to kiss away that frown.

The answer on the tip of his tongue, he pursed his lips, afraid that it would slip out. And if it did, it might destroy this, this closeness you had with him.

“What if I told you I like someone?”, he approached the matter slowly.

“Oh.”, you sounded deflated. But for his sake you tried to make it sound like it didn’t bother you.

“Then I would tell you, I’m happy for you.”, you lied and watched as his focus pinned you down.

“Really?”, he asked, to which you nodded.

You wanted him to stop, so you could bow out gracefully, to not let him see your tears.

“What if…”, he began strongly, his voice holding an element of tension in it, like the way you were holding your breath.

But his fingers found yours, to softly pull you in, because if he held onto you, like a ship does to it’s anchor, maybe he would have the courage to finish that question.

You walked between his outstretched legs but your gaze was on his fingers intertwining with yours, afraid that your eyes will tell him the truth if you looked at him.

“...I told you that someone, was you?”, he whispered and your eyes shot to his. His face held tight in expectation. That whatever you said now held the power to either destroy or uplift him.

“Then”, you began and he held onto your every word.

“Then.”, he whispered along with you.

“I would say,”, you said as he hummed, pulling you closer as though you were his resting place.

“that I’ve harboured feelings for you too.”, you told him and heard him sigh with relief as he placed his forehead on your chest. As though merely waiting for your answer had been an ordeal.

The sadness disappeared and in it’s place was a joy you couldn’t quite explain. Because here, in the hidden cover of his lab, you were his and he was yours and nothing could break that.

You relaxed too, plunging your fingers into his hair as he breathed slowly as though he was preparing himself.

He lifted his head, to find your eyes because what he was about to do, he had only thought about it, dreamed about it.

His fingers crept up your back to hold the base of your neck steady, to guide you closer. Your heart began to beat rapidly but losing yourself in the feeling of this moment, what you had only seen in dreams was now a step away from being real. You followed his gentle pull, to when he finally placed his lips on yours.

You fell into his arms, climbing onto his chair to get closer as his arms rubbed the length of your back. His lips moving in sync with yours much like your thoughts manifesting themselves through your touch as you pulled him closer by his collar. His hands slipping into your hair to hold them back as he tugged on them softly, to get you to extend your neck so he could place a trail of kisses down it.

You didn’t want to leave him and he didn’t want to let you go, so in the hum of each other’s satisfaction and the soft laughter of joy, you stayed there, forgetting time as he mumbled in your ear, Spanish phrases filled with the depth of his love.

#miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel x reader #miguel ohara #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderman #miguel x you #miguel x y/n #miguel spiderverse #miguel o'hara fluff #miguel o hara #miguel o'hara fanfiction #atsv miguel #spiderman 2099

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hobiebrownismygod · 7 months ago

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Hey!! I love your acc sm sooo I have a request ^_^

I’m not sure if you’ve done something similar to this already, but my request is how the spider gang would reveal their identity as spider man/spider woman to the reader. It could be a list of headcanons or a fic, whichever is better 😭

ty!

wait I love this im glad you requested it its so cute!! I decided to do head canons rather than fic cuz I think that makes more sense, so here you go! thank you for requesting <3

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Hobie ⋆｡°✩

If you guys were roommates or lived together, he'd probably just show up one day in his suit and not say a word about it. He'd act like it was the most normal thing and if you really wanted to know how it'd happened, or when it'd happened, he'd beckon you over with a smile and hold you in his arms while he answered whatever questions you wanted him to answer (as long as they weren't about his canon events. he doesn't talk about those) If you guys didn't live together, he'd just tell you out of the blue on some random Tuesday. You probably wouldn't take it seriously at first, but after a while you'd realize he wasn't joking and you'd eventually get used to him being a superhero. It definitely made things easier now that he didn't have you questioning why he was showing up all bloody at night and turning everything that went into the washer red and blue.

Miles 1610 ⋆｡°✩

He'd be pretty scared to tell you at first, because he'd be terrified that you'd leave him, or that you wouldn't be into the idea of being with a superhero. He'd put it off for as long as possible until he'd muster up the courage and just bring it up out of the blue. You could be in the middle of telling him about your day or asking him about homework and he'd just rip open his jacket and show you his suit and go "I'm Spiderman!" The two of you would just stare at each other in shock until one of you broke the silence. After that, he'd be pretty relaxed though, like a huge weight was taken off his shoulders.

Pavitr ⋆｡°✩

He'd probably come up with a whole plan on how he was gonna tell you, whether it'd be taking you out on a date, or slowly easing you into it or even surprising you like it was a pregnancy announcement with a weirdly cut card or a balloon(😭). It'd be a very intricate plan. Except he'd see you and his mind would go blank and he'd just blabber out the fact that he's Spider-man and you'd just stare at him in shock. It'd take you a second to really let it sink in but he'd answer all your questions eventually, and he'd make sure to share everything with you because he hates keeping secrets.

Gwen ⋆｡°✩

She'd sit you down and have a talk with you about it. She'd put a lot, and by a lot I mean a lot, of thought into the whole thing. She'd plan out what she was gonna say and what she was gonna do and (unlike Pavitr) she'd stick to her plan all the way through. It would probably end in her hugging you for a pretty long time and not wanting to let go until she was completely sure that you were okay with her secret identity. She's pretty scared of losing you. Afterwards the two of you would laugh it off and you'd probably go out to grab a snack or catch a movie. It would definitely be a huge stepping stone in your relationship together and she'd be very fond of this moment for the rest of her life.

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kairiscorner · 1 year ago

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Maybe cutesy housewife who plays tennis or a ballerina who invites the the whole spider verse to her very important residual? ( reader x miguel gif both ideas ) 😊

-` ♡ ´- fifteen-love, all my love. — miguel o'hara x tennis player!wife reader

author's note: ok so idk shit about tennis, all ik is that they say 'love', i hope this is any good though !! it is clear my nerd ass is a homebody 😭😭😭

whenever you tie your hair up when you begin to play, miguel always stops to stare at you do it. there's no logical reason as to why he does, his gaze just lingers a while longer than when he catches a glimpse of you and he happens to end up staring at your hair done up in a pretty and simple updo, your lovely neck being exposed and all, making him want to litter down the length of it with lovebites and hickeys from him so everyone knows you're his darling housewife.

miguel loves seeing you wear that tennis skirt you darned and styled up to be more practical and look all so lovely in at the same time. he can't get over how it makes you look so adorable and professional all at the same time.

+ miguel gently smacks your butt and palms it sometimes, he always whispers in your ear if you'd let him do it, though.

every time miguel drops you off to your tennis practices, he always escorts you there personally, in a gentlemanly way that never gets old. you get all flustered whenever he does it, and he feels himself melting under the warmth of your gentle gaze whenever you look up at him and thank him for walking you there, feeling embarrassed that your teammates and friends are watching your husband act all sweet towards you.

he loves it whenever you whisper in his ear all adorably—getting on the tips of your toes to whisper your thanks in his ear, your plush lips brushing over his ear when you do so—only making miguel want to pull you in close and kiss you repeatedly, all lovingly, because how could he not share all his love for his darling little wife?

he doesn't wanna leave you, he'd gladly stay and watch you practice, but duty calls for him; now all miguel wants to do is shower you with so much love and adoration right now through his touches and kisses, not caring what your teammates thought of you two because he can't help but miss you dearly when he's away from you.

when you teach miguel how to play tennis, you get behind him and wrap your smaller, gentler arms around his own bigger and more toned ones—feeling over his hands that are tightly clutching the racket, whose clutching is only getting more and more tight as he feels your soft little hands on his, and as you give him instructions on how to serve... he intentionally messes up so you have to keep holding him like this over, and over, and over again.

if you ever got catcalled by some other players on the field and miguel was there to watch you, he'd personally climb all the way down from the bleachers and confront those assholes. he doesn't care if they didn't know you were married, that you were his wife, he wouldn't stand for you getting catcalled and feeling uncomfortable around people with such lack of respect and decorum for a lovely little lady like you who he loves so, so much.

whenever you win a competition or a tournament, miguel wraps you up in a hug in his arms and hugs you tightly—peppering your lovely face with kisses, praising and complimenting you for working so, so hard—and promising to reward you, make dinner for you or take you out wherever you wanna go, treat you all night long to some sweet loving, loving he's been longing to give you but was too busy until now to finally give all of himself to you, his dearest, talented, hardworking, and cutesy little housewife.

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Imagine Miguel's reaction to Dulzura having such a bad nightmare that she's calling out and crying in her sleep. When she wakes up she ends up pulling him into a hug, because the nightmare was about Miguel when his heart stopped in the hospital...

Hiii, nonnie!! Thank you so much for the ask!! 🥰

Omg, the way I’ve thought about including this in the future 😭😭 I’m not sure that I will though, but I can imagine it rn.

Miguel would immediately pick up on your crying and calling his name. As soon as he reaches your bedroom, he’d kneel by your side, eyebrows furrowed with so much concern and pain just from hearing you in such distress. His heart would ache, seeing your damp eyes and the way you almost seem to struggle to breathe.

“Aquí estoy, aquí estoy, Dulzura [I’m here, I’m here],” Miguel would say, his hands itching to reach for you, but something still pulling him back from taking your hands [or maybe he’d already be open to physical contact at this point, idk🤭]. “Everything is okay, it’s just a bad dream. I’m here, I’m here, I’m here…” he’d repeat, wishing he could take your nightmare away and make it his own just so your pretty eyes stop shedding tears because the sight of them breaks his heart.

He’d finally wake you up with his voice and when your eyes land on him, you instantly sit up and reach for him, pulling him into your arms to feel him — to make sure he’s there in the flesh and not gone. You’d run your fingers over his back, feeling his warm and soft skin, to reassure yourself after the horrible nightmare about him dying in that cold infirmary room in the early hours of the morning, raindrops splattering against the windows. You hold him tighter, recalling that in your dream, the infirmary team notified you that there was nothing else to be done. The Spider Society's founder and leader had passed away. His heart had given out and no matter how much you called for him, no matter if his family told him to turn back because someone special wanted him back, Miguel stayed in that place where he was reunited with two of the most important people in his life: his little Gabby and Gabrielito, his brother with the cheeky smile.

Miguel [again maybe he’d already be open to contact] is caught off guard by how quickly you pull him towards you, but he realizes how much you need him at this moment and forgets about everything else. “Shhh,” he’d gently hush you. “It was just a bad dream. We’re okay, we’re okay. We both are,” he’d whisper, trying to calm your racing heart, even when his own eyes become damp because he can hear your sniffling and soft gasps of air, and feel the way you cling to him like life itself, as if he’ll turn into dust if you let go.

And if he’s open to contact, he’d probably rub his large hand over your back, gently and reassuringly, until your crying ceases. “Solo fue una pesadilla, Dulzura [it was just a nightmare],” he’d whisper, easing you away from your dream and bringing you to the present with him, to the comfort of the penthouse and away from that empty sector at HQ.

And of course, once you’re calm, I think he’d make you some canelita — something warm for extra comfort — just like you’ve done before for him ❤️

That’s how I picture it rn! 🥹 Sorry for the long response 😭 but I figured I might just go ahead and share since I don’t think I’ll include this in the story!

Thank you so much for the ask, nonnie!! I hope you’ve had a wonderful weekend so far!!

Alondra❤️

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I need more theories about Avatar 3 because I'm going to go crazy until the premiere 😭 I'm so curious how Spider will react if Quaritch really joins Ash's na'vi or worse kidnaps him again and forces him to join too

Let me just get my hat on *rustles of foil*

To put it simply I think if Spider was to find out Quaritch had joined the Ash clans, he’d be a mess of conflicting emotions: both pride at the fact his ‘not-dad’ is capable of connecting with Pandora and the Na’vi like that but also, from the nature of the ash people, be disappointed in who he has decided to connect with.

But for comedic effect here’s the initial reaction:

‘Quaritch joined the Na’vi’

Spider: YES!

‘It’s the Ash people’

Spider: FUCK!

Quaritch would, in my mind, definitely try to make his ‘totallynotmyson-son’ live with him, because being accepted by a group of Na’vi is what Spider wants right? But of course spider is a gentle person whose closest friend maybe the embodiment of Eywa herself, he wouldn’t want to be apart of a culture that values cruelty like severing and wearing kurus as trophies, or potentially having any affiliation with the RDA/human side of the war - who the ash people may be allying with.

I feel like the Metkayina will be where spider finds himself as a man and their pacifistic way of life being antithetical to his biological father would only attract him further.

The ash people will likely be the Opposite to everything the reef people & tulkun represent, much like their opposing elements - and while spider is a warrior at heart with an ever burning fire that may endear him to the ash people, I just can’t think he would be on board, though he would again feel conflicted if they were completely ready to accept him despite of all his differences. Everything he wants if he leaves behind who he is.

If Quaritch forced Spider to join the ash clans (which I don’t think it’d get quite that far but not for lack of trying on Mile’s part), Spider would resent his father for making him join the clan that’s trying to kill his ‘people’ (kiri, Lo’ak & etc…). It would, from in spider’s point of view, be little different from being forced to join the RDA directly.

Extra theory:

Themes of this film will likely be about war, forgiveness & rebirth.

War - obvious reasons but specifically about the cycle of violence of being wronged so you must take revenge which then creates the feedback loop of conflict that never ends. The ash people were likely on the losing side of a conflict/ many conflicts a long time ago and they still hold one hell of a grudge - which is why they’ll join the humans to defeat their ‘shared’ enemies.

Forgiveness - this is Neytiri’s theme, she needs to learn to let the past go in order to achieve inner peace and move on in her life without holding onto all that pain and anger. Especially towards Spider, where she’ll see that the ash people are the result of this blind hatred for the actions of one’s ancestors being put upon an innocent party. How petty & pointless it really is, especially how it can poison a person’s soul overtime. She doesn’t need to forget but to recognise that Spider and many humans are not all guilty of the crimes of a few terrible people. Maybe this will even aid in her journey to understanding humanities plight on Earth?

Rebirth - I’ve said before with project phoenix and the cultural symbolism of fire, there are huge indicators for rebirth to be a major theme and I think that will be Quaritch’s theme going forward as he sheds the identity of the human Quaritch and becomes the Na’vi man he lives as now, whether that is with the ash people or not is another matter but I think they will be crucial in finding his connection with Pandora, with Varang as a key point in this journey.

I also think from the leaks of spider that rebirth will be apart of his character arc, overcoming the limitations of his human body to truly be apart of Pandora. And kiri who could be reborn as the Avatar of Eywa herself.

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Can I haver a part 2 of "What if Y/N was too territorial had Choo Choo Charles as pet",Please?

The monkey queen gets a visit from an unsuspecting train

(Lmk Wukong) It was relaxing on Flower fruit mountain until a frantic MK Appeared.

Mk: Monkey queen we need your help!!!😨

Wukong Gave her full attention to her protege and asked her what happened???

Mk: It was big!!! it was Smiling with blank eyes!😨😨😨

Mk Was hyperventilating like crazy before the monkey queen told her to Breath and tell her what happened

Mk: The creature was sitting outside of pigsy noodle shop. Everybody ran away or went into hiding It hasn't done anything but it was just sitting Menacingly! you got to come and get rid of it or Help me get rid of it Or even see what at wants😭😭😭😱😱😱

Mk Quickly described the creature sitting outside of the shop and monkey queen immediately knew who she was talking about.

(Wukong) What the hell is charles doing out of the jungle as far as I heard he never leaves the Jungle

Wukong Agreed to help MK with whatever Charles was doing. And just as the girl had said, the giant train spider was sitting right in front of pigsy's noodle shop and hasn't move.

(Wukong) Charles i'm here hey buddy what are you doing

The large local motive suddenly Move towards her and smacked his face against her head. He Looking everywhere for her And he remembers that she would hang out here. So he thought as long as he waited she would eventually come.

(Wukong) It's good to see you too, pow. But what are you doing out here especially without your friend

Charles couldn't respond because he knows that she won't understand him. But the reason he was out here was to find her of course. She has displayed So many positive traits of a mate for his master. She already responded to the possible Danger. She's taken care of her Adult child she adopted and she came down to protect the people around her. Make her a candidate for if her and his master decide to ever have children. She checked every box Of the list in his head and he actually likes her personally so win win.

Before anything else could happen

CHARLES!

The monkey Queen and everyone else turns to see you. You are an oversized black hoodie, some black jeans and sneakers. You were confused embarrassed and outraged looks like an explanation is an order

(NR Wukong) She was speechless. So was Li In front of the two girls was the legendary choo choo charles. He somehow found out where the monkey queen lived and showed up One bright and early morning. He seemed to be content as soon as he saw her he ran up To her and stop right in front of her letting out a loud Choo Choo. Li Was hiding behind the Queen's back. I know you may not believe me but that's exactly what's happening

(Li): What the hell is that Doing here

(Wukong) Oh calm down he's not gonna hurt you. His name is charles

(Li): Uh how the hell do you know that

(Wukong) Do you not notice the name tattoo to his engine

They both looked at the word charles on the side of the local motive who was Still calmly watching the two. Charles When to find the monkey queen Because he's never seen another monkey a female one before. He thought she had good traits of being a mate and considering she's remaining calm in front of the Possible danger that is him and keeping the child she already has safe She could be amazing mother in the future.

(Wukong) Charles, I don't exactly know what you want. But i'm pretty sure I don't have it just go home bud

But charles didn't move and remain Resting next to the garage. It was like he was waiting for someone and we get to see who

Charles Where are you

Everyone turn to see you approaching them seems like a explanation is in order

(HIB Wukong) She heard giggling from outside. But outside she had the heart attack of a lifetime. Her first thoughts were what the hell is charles doing here?! Her second thoughts is Liuer Couldn't be that stupid. The monkey Queen found a little girl playing with Charles hanging off one of his many legs. She was having a lot of fun. And charles seemed to enjoy her company as well as he was given her rides around the field.

(HIB Wukong) Charles put her down on once!

Oh good his target is here. Now before you say anything he's not here to fight but to observe. Ever since double jungle incident charles has shown interest towards the monkey queen. She seems to be good candidate for a mate for his master. She's already displaying motherly traits towards the child. She already has and she is ready to defend her from the possible danger that is him. Though he wouldn't in a million years attack. A small child especially when you can clearly smell her scent on A little girl so attacking her would mean attacking the monkey. Queen and that's not what he wants to do.

But anyway, charles allowed the small child to climb out of him and approach the queen She pushed Liuer Behind her In case it wasn't a trap but before anybody can say or do anything

Charles!!

Everyone turns to see you were approaching the train with Glare of annoyance and embarrassment an explanation seems to be in order

(Mk Reborn Wukong) She was severely annoyed with charles. That overgrown Super Hellish Arachnid followed her back to the monk and the pilgrims. He would not leave her alone. No matter how many times she pushed them away. He was not leaving her as she couldn't for the life of her understand why.

(Mk Reborn Wukong) Look, I don't know what you want from me. But i'm pretty sure I don't have it

Charles Didn't respond because she wouldn't understand what he's saying anyway. Between you and me. Charles approached a monkey queen because he already saw qualities of a mate for His own master she fit every aspect of him and Because of that he wants to make the relationship start as soon as possible. And in order to do that, he came to study her and see what they can use a platform.

Wukong Just groaned because it seems like he's not leaving anytime soon. To Charles, her aggression would be handy for possible dangerous to herself and any children. His master and her will have.

Charles!!!

The group turned to see you stomping towards the overgrown train and the monkey queen I guess explanation is an order

(Netflix Wukong) The village was in chaos again. Monkey queen was on her way to fix whatever's going on until she saw A very familiar creature who had gotten there first.

CHOO! CHOO!

Wukong I found that charles was already ripping through the demon invaders like tissue paper. The big old spider was covered in blood and chewing on the corpse of a demon. It seems like he killed all of them already before Swallowing the demon and approaching the monkey queen herself.

Wukong Guarded herself ready to fight until a big bloody slimey me tongue wiped itself against her furry face. The monkey queen stood still horrified by what she just experienced while charles was letting out excited whistles noises. Charles took a immediate liking to the monkey Queen herself. Says she's never seen a female monkey before. He is so sick of his master being alone all the time in that damn jungle It's about time he got out and socialized make some friends and find a girlfriend. And for his master to do that, he's going to need to give him a bit of a push.

(Wukong) Thanks for the help charles I didn't expect to see you so soon.

The demonic locomotive let out a Choo Choo before a familiar Figure came down to the queen and the spider.

Charles there you are what are you doing out here?!

Monkey queen turns to see you at the other end of the battlefield walking over the dead body. Do you mean glaring at the spider, An explanation is in order, I assume

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