#miguel o’hara x poc reader

[romiantic]

8:17 PM

bad idea right? — “I say go for it.” “Please y/n, don’t do that to yourself” “I mean, you’re gonna do it regardless of what we say anyway.”

The only piece of advice you would hear whenever there’s a mention of your ex-boyfriend, Miguel O’hara. The man who stood at a great height, brood muscles, and beautiful brown skin that could make anyone with eyes wish that they were him or want to be with him. But everyone knew the quite not-so-cute relationship between him and his now ex-lover, so many decided to avoid that route of O’hara. Which made things quite difficult for the both of you trying to move on from each other, not only adding to the fact that you two would end up in a bedroom somewhere.

Even after blocking each other’s phone numbers, petty social media posts, consistent days of crying from the both of you, and long long late-night talks with close friends about how you both hate each other, unironically, you two would meet up at his apartment, at the same time every other week.

Of course, the same routine would be fulfilled, you’re either in some lazy lounge fit to represent your low mood or a cute outfit that would rather be used for date nights and not for closure. Closure? Sure, let’s go with it. Miguel would compliment how beautiful you always look, throw in a compliment in Spanish, which always gets you smiling, no matter your state of emotions, and a supposed hug that’s only meant for lovers but it’s too much of comfort when his burly arms wrap around your back and he pulls you into his embrace. Maybe even a light kiss to your forehead if it’s been quite a while since you’ve been in contact with one another.

As deeply as you both crave this sort of intimacy, it’s silently agreed that you both shouldn’t be doing this. It’s destroying the fact you two are now ex-lovers, there’s no relationship, and there’s no entitlement that you both belong to one another. Well, there is an unspoken one but not established, but why does there need to be one? The amount of love stored in your hearts can easily show that there’s still something, a little spark, a small flame, something to say that you two belong together.

This would mean regaining closure from your beloved ex can’t be that bad of an idea, right?

© 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥 𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽

[reverie-verse]

Hiiii, could you possibly do a Miguel O'Hara smut with some ✨BRAT✨taming in it ( if your comfortable with it ) the plot is up to you 🫶🏾😁

Brats Sometimes Need Taming: Miguel O’Hara x Reader

Prompt: You get hit in the face with sex pollen. Honestly it starts out that way but really it’s just luck because Miguel fucks you how you like. Hot heavy, intense.

Warning: Dudes this is straight up filth. There’s brat taming(main course), oral (F and M), edging, light very light bondage, choking maybe, pleasure Dom if you squint hard enough. Oh and Creampie

Iiiii hope this is up to your standards! This is my first smut so let me know if this is good enough to write more haha. Anyways I hope you enjoy it Anon and anyone else who reads it!

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Miguel had ordered the team to complete a task in another dimension that included all of you and himself. He would lead the group into a destroyed building many stories high. The objective was to stop a rather ugly looking creature from spewing out pollutants from its body. The creature wasn’t alone. There were many of them each with a different pollutant. They had already demolished half of the city you were in. It wasn’t until the end of the battle when you fought one particular monster at the top of the building while Miguel fought at the bottom. You were striked down; then you were falling off a nearby metal support beam. A cloud of colored pollutants floated around you and in the air. It even fell gracefully with you, but you were rendered unconscious. Miguel waited for you to use your webs to save yourself but you didn’t. As if time slowed down Miguel threw himself in your direction. Using his webs he flung himself under you capturing you in time before you could go no further and no closer to the ground. You both rolled on the ground of the next level of the building. The rest of the team took care of the creature while Miguel tended to you.

Your head lulled to the side, Miguel checked your vitals frantically. You were in fact alright but something was off. Your breathing becomes faster. He could feel the heat of your skin rise instead of cooling down, your skin began to sweat. Miguel scooped you up in his arms and opened a portal back to headquarters taking straight to the med bay. Still rendered unconscious as he marched through, he yelled at everyone to leave except for the doctor. He demanded answers and a way to save you. He had know idea what that pollutant was that struck you. He was worried that you might implode on yourself. As a bit morbid as that sounds but you burned to the touch and you were sweating profusely. The doctor could offer him no information without taking tests. Miguel threw items on the floor frustrated with himself for letting you battle that creature alone. But of course the doctor was right he needed to know what was wrong. Miguel had stripped your mask off so that you could breathe better. The doctor was gone and the privacy stayed between you both.

Miguel stared at your beautiful face, caressing your hot skin, by now he had removed his own gloves. His bare skin on yours was enough to wake you. Just as the doctor arrived your whining had begun. Doctor had explained to Miguel that you were infected with a type of substance that exposed you to a sexual chemical. It ultimately triggers you into a sexual frenzy. The doctor had no idea how long it would take for it to be satiated. As the doctor continued he explained that he needed time to figure out its formula. He had no idea if this process could be handled by itself if you waited it out or if you needed an antidote. During that conversation You were already eyeing Miguel’s massive figure. The way he leaned over the side of the bed his elbows resting on the mattress as he spoke with the doctor. His muscles stretched all the way down to his back, his wide frame making you want to leave marks on his skin if he’d let you. His hair looked soft to the touch you so badly wanted to twist your hands in his hair. To watch as his head dipped between your thighs. You moaned at the thought reaching for Miguel as you lifted yourself up kissing along his back and onto his shoulder.

The doctor cleared his throat and Miguel turned his head to look at you. You looked zoned out, your mind hazy and else were, and you smelt like arousal. Miguel firmly pried off your hands. Don’t get him wrong he loves to relish in the moment and be present as he watches you squirm, and moan under him. Right now though, you were sharing sounds that he wanted no one to hear but him You were kissing his body as if it were just the two of you in the room, again those were not for the doctor to witness. Miguel gave you a look that held the meaning of. Knock it off. Miguel had moved slightly away from you so that he could focus on what the doctor was saying. It wasn’t until you moved toward Miguel again; you were pulling on his suit nipping at his clothes skin on his back. He could hear your quiet hum. This doesn’t go unnoticed by the doctor who tried his hardest not to pay attention to your actions but failed.

The doctor cleared his throat to ask if he should leave when Miguel’s stone filled expression became grave and dark. He looked pissed to be quite honest. Miguel becoming irritated by your needy behavior he turns quickly to face you and with just one hand both wrists pinned to your chest. He pushed you back down on the bed pinning you there. Your breathing became erotic, your head rolled to the side on the pillow, your legs propped up on the bed you were about to rut into the air when Miguel slammed another hand down on your hips. You were beyond turned on and burning with desire.

“ You need to wait” he warned you.

“ Miguel I-I can’t. Let’s go home!” you whined. Your body melting and folding under his touch, he was driving you insane. You just needed to feel him. He didn’t even need to do anything. Miguel rolled his eyes at you before looking at the doctor. His hands stayed where they were holding you down. He continued to listen to the doctor, completely deciding to ignore you. To be honest the doctor was the furthest thing from your mind. You could’ve sworn he wasn’t even really there. Which he only distracted you for a minute before your eyes landed back on Miguel. Oh Miguel. You bit your lip as you squeezed your legs together hoping that maybe it would ease the burning need but it doesn’t.

This doesn’t go unnoticed by Miguel. He side eyes you before heaving a sigh of his own, with a few curses. Miguel had told the Doctor to keep doing his research and look for an antidote in case you continue with this behavior. Miguel had reached for you in the hopes of picking you up bridal style but you managed to already wrap your arms around his neck and legs around his hips. Thankfully the doctor couldn’t see you, as you bit into Miguel’s ear lobe. You didn’t bite hard but you pulled on it slightly before kissing it. You could feel his clothed erection growing. It made you that much more excited. Your insides scream for him, yearning to be cock drunk and filled to the brim.

Miguel growled in your ear as he whispered “ You’re being a brat.” Miguel wasted no time as he jumped out the med bay window swinging his way back to your shared apartment. He refused to risk anyone else witnessing you in this state of mind. The doctor seeing it was enough for him. As soon as you landed in the apartment Miguel had stripped you of your suit. You had lost your balance in the same process but not before he webbed your hands together. You fell towards the floor not exactly hitting it but instead you were pulled back into his hard body. Miguel lifted a hand and gripped your jaw firmly planting a much wanted and much needed heated kiss. Your lips, tongue and teeth fought for dominance. Miguel instantly shut down the thought as he pulled away abruptly. You chased after his lips only for him to move back once again

You whined again. “ Miguel you’re being mean” you tried to wiggle out of the webbing itching to grab Miguel. He shook his head tsking at you.

“ What a shame. Hmm you being all whiny and needy in front of the doc too. You just can’t seem to control yourself” He taunts.

“ Miguel-“ you were about to begin your begging when he turned you around so your back pressed into his front. You were beginning to feel everything ten times worse, the way his tall frame curved into you, the way he was pressed against you. The way his breath fanned across your ear and cheek as his lips grazed your skin. The way his rough hands gripped and touched your body, slowly massaging each part until his hands stopped where you needed him most “Fuck, please, please”

“ Poor Y/N, look at how desperate you are. You want it so bad but you haven’t earned it” he whispers to you. He frees one hand so it slides up in between the valley of your breasts and up to your throat. He only holds it and never squeezes. Without so much of a warning his other hand dips into the place where you needed him most. You were drenched, covered in your own arousal. Miguel’s fingers glided through your sensitive folds. He had no intention of stroking that bundle of nerves or your hole just yet. Your legs buckled slightly and with your hands webbed together you couldn’t reach for Miguel. It didn’t help that he had you pressed to his chest either. His finger runs through your folds barely touching your clit, with each nudge it sends a jolt through your body. His finger inches closer to your own circling around it as he quickly inserts a finger. He leaves it there. He doesn’t move, he waits to see your reaction. He was testing you.

“Miguel you’re being mean” You hiss at him. Your body is too needy with an arousal. Your body rocks against his finger. You moan at the sensation, how good his finger feels down there. How it rubs against those spots you could never reach only Miguel. Miguel oh Miguel. He inserts another finger, adding a much needed stretch. He let you fuck yourself on his fingers. He let you enjoy it for the time being. His fingers pick up the pace, pushing deliciously hard into you hitting everything but that one spot. You began to whine, he may not have been hitting the place you wanted but you were so sensitive that it felt so good. You twist your hands in the webbing to try and break yourself free. You wanted to touch him, to feel him. Miguel had noticed and whatever orgasm you were about to feel vanished. He pulled his fingers out of you leaving you feeling empty. Your legs feeling like jelly you turned your head to look over your shoulder. Miguel with his hand on your throat he leaned down capturing your lips with his. His tongue stroked the inside of your mouth. He pulls away biting your lip with his sharp fangs before devouring your lips.

His hand that was once inserted now rubbed furiously at your clit, your whines, the back into moans. He made quick work with your clit but as your orgasm grew closer he managed to pull away just in time. Edging you every chance he could get. Honestly you wanted to cry, it felt so good and it hurt so bad. “ I told you to wait, didn't I? This is one of your punishments for being a brat-“your hips pressed into his ass rubbing against his clothed cock. He takes his finger from your cunt and shoves them in his mouth. He licks your slick clean from his fingers as he pushes you off him. He pushes you towards the couch not caring if you make it to the bedroom. He makes quick work taking off his suit. His toned body is on display for you. You were practically drooling out the mouth not to mention you were drooling elsewhere. As if you couldn’t get more turned on. Miguel grabbed ahold of your ankles pulling on them so that you neared the edge of the couch. His tall figure looming over you. He smirked as he grabbed your legs and bent them towards your chest. He slowly dropped to the floor on his knees, his own mouth watering. Your breathing picks up as you feel his breath along your hot skin. Miguel turned his head to the side and kissed your inner thighs, then your outer lips, then your folds. Not wasting any time he lapped at your folds licking long strips from your hole to your bundle of nerves. A loud pornographic moan leaves your lips. He shakes his head to the side as he licks, at one point he starts nipping at your folds pulling on them, tugging. Your hips rocked into his face, you so badly wanting to thread your hands in his hair. Your webbed hands stayed near your chest but those waves of hair were calling to you. You watched him as your mouth hung slightly open. Hisses leave your lips when his long tongue enters your hole and his nose nudges your clit. Tears began to prickle on the corner of your eyes. You wanted to reach your orgasm but the closer you got Miguel would know. He pulled away but not before giving your clit a hard suck and then a smack with his hand making your body jolt at the feeling.

Miguel leaned toward you, capturing your lips again with his. He let you taste yourself on his tongue not before pulling away from you, his hands pinched your little nubs on your breasts twisting and pulling on them. He kneaded them as he gave each one a kiss. Standing up he pushes your legs down grabbing your throat he pulls you forward so your face is in front of his dick. You bit your lip, Miguel removed his hand from your Throat reaching for your hair he held it back in a ponytail for you. His other hand lifts his cock so that its tip slaps your lips. “ Open” he demands. It was long and thick, his tip already covered in precum. You lick his cock tasting him. before you do as he says. He slips his cock into your mouth, he groans the feeling of your warmth around him. He guides your head back and forth, sucking him off. You let him abuse your mouth. You hum on his dick enjoying the taste of him, the vibrations hitting Miguel he moans.

“ My little brat likes that. So desperate for my cock” he pushes you head further on to him the sounds of his wet dick in your mouth turning obscene. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you continue to suck on him. You push back slightly going for his tip again knowing he liked when you did that. You kissed his tip as you opened your mouth letting your tongue lick it. Your lips wrap the edges sucking on it letting your tongue trace his slit. Miguel growled at the feeling and sight of it, your mouth sinked in further stroking him at a slower pace. Honestly you were driving him mad. Your mouth couldn’t fit all the way around him but you took what you could. With your hands still bound together you desperately wanted to break loose. The more you stroked him and the faster his hips snapped into your mouth you knew you were close to getting what you both craved. Though you needed a final push. You took a deep breath through your nose as you pushed him further into your mouth so that your nose hit his hip. You slowly bobbed your head, you changed the pace and movement making it difficult for Miguel to hold on to his release that he saved for later. Miguel pulled you off of his cock glaring at you as he tsks at you.

You stood up so that you were more or less face to chest with him. You wrapped your webbed hands and arms around his neck. Pulling him in your lips, taking his, you pressed your chest into him. As your tongue fights him for dominance. You pull back biting on his lip tugging at it then diving back into him. His hands gripped your back before sliding down and kneading on your ass. The two of you grope each other in a heated back out. In the process however you “sneakily” turned Miguel around so his legs would bump into the couch. He knew what you were doing and before you could even attempt to do anything else he pushed you off of him. You broke the webbings on your hands within mere seconds Miguel had you pinned down on your side on the couch. He turned you so that one leg rested on the couch while the other was held up by his hand. You watched him as you pressed the side of your face into the couch. You were so excited you couldn’t wait for him to get inside you. You began to whine encouraging him to enter you. You were throbbing, needy, hungry for him. He was depriving you as he watched your body beg for his.

“ Someone needs to learn patience.” He tells you as he slowly glides through your extremely wet folds slipping into your tight entrance. You both moan at the feeling, he inches himself further into you so that he bottoms out. Miguel stayed still, he hadn’t thrusted into you yet, making your body feel every curve and inch of his cock. You were beyond overstimulated and extra sensitive you mewled in protest. Then he does. Miguel pulls his cock out all the way before slamming into you hard. You both yell out a curse. He sets a pace, on that hit the one spongy spot inside you. His hips slamming into yours at an intense pace. His large hands holding your thighs open. You reached behind you to place a hand on his wrists holding him. At this point he no longer cared that you got out of your restraints. His cock was starting to kiss the tip of your cervix. Moans flew out of your mouth some lewd, some pornographic, some with all the air leaving your body. The sounds of skin slapping against skin echoed in the room, the smell of sex undeniable.

“ Miguel-“ you moaned his name like a mantra or a prayer that would set you free. The force he was putting into you made your back arch and the breath leave your lungs. Miguel pulled out for a second so that he could turn you over onto your back. As he sat on his knees, he entered back into you ramming into you harder than before. You proppeped yourself up, placing a hand on his stomach as he slammed into you repeatedly. He wasn’t letting up and he wasn't going to either. He leaned forward trapping you underneath his body. He locked your hands into your chests as he bounced downward into you. Both of your orgasms were beginning to build up and you could feel the familiar knots build in your stomach.

“ Mig-Im-close-fuuuck”

“ Come on mami, give it to me” he encouraged you as plowed into you profusely. Your orgasm came quicker than you had expected, your come flowing out of you, your body shaking, as the spots filled your vision. Your ears ringing, Miguel hadn’t finished yet he chased after his high still ramming into you. Your body began struggling to keep up. By the look on Miguel’s face he was about to reach his climax and you were about to reach your third or fourth. You weren’t sure how many times he made you come but what you did know was that you were about to do it again.

“ Fuuuck I’m about to come” Miguel’s hips sputtered as his set thrusts ram into you. You reached up caressing his face burning your hands in his hair. Your walls clenched down on him telling him to let go. With a final hard snap of his hips he releases into you a deep moan sounds from his chest. He body slows down riding out his own high before he pulls out of you. Sweat covered both of your skins. Your cream mixed with his as it trickled out of your hole. You prop yourself up on your elbows. Miguel is already eyeing your hole again. His fingers dip inside pushing your mixed back into you. You pushed on Miguel’s chest with your foot to move him away from your overly sensitive body. You were trying to regain your breathing and let your body catch up with your mind. Miguel caught your foot and pulled you towards him.

“ I can’t” you shook your head “ it’s too much”

Miguel’s eyes connected with yours “ You should’ve thought about that before you started acting up like the brat you are.” You could’ve sworn he was the one who got hit with the pollutant instead of you with the way he was acting. You’ve never seen this feral side of him before this was new territory you both were about to explore. You’d be lying to yourself about how incredibly turned on you were again. Round two was definitely underway.

[sammysficfactory]

☆☆ 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ☆☆

sammy | 18 | i write oneshots | delusional | BLACK

𝘙𝘌𝘘𝘜𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘚 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘈𝘚𝘒𝘚: 𝘖𝘗𝘌𝘕

𝘞𝘐𝘗𝘚: N/A

𝘙𝘜𝘓𝘌𝘚

𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛

𝘛𝘈𝘎𝘚

[sodacatz]

Dee's writing info◇

☆I'm new to writing fanfiction so there might be few mistakes☆

☆I do take requests☆

°what I will and won't write about

°What I will write about

☆Fluff, Romance relationship,Platonic relationship, angst, gn reader, Male reader, fem reader, Etc, headcannons, comfort fics and slight nsfw, black or Indian reader, and wlw n mlm

°What I won't write about

☆R3pe/ non con, abuse, death, p3dophilia, weird age gaps relationships, full on smut, s3lf h32m, m9rder, ddlg/mdlg (non of that), ed, a$$ault and anything that has to do with piss☆

°stuff I write about

Spider man across the spiderverse

Marvel

The batman -2022

Jamie Reyes- blue beetle

Cobra kai

To be added to the tag list

♡

[loveforeren]

Our love story will multiple parts and the other one will be one shots so pick plsss bc idk which one to finish imma came back to this in about a hour to pick

[lady-olive-oil]

Miguel O’Hara Masterlist

I finally did it! This will be the masterlist for Miguel O’Hara, all my writings for the big teddy bear will be here. And yes there will be some stuff where he gets some love cause he needs it. If ya wanna be tagged in anything, let me know! Without further ado, here we go!

One shots/Drabbles:

#1: Homemade (Mexican food being made by the reader, that Miguel instantly loves)

#2: Checkmate (Miguel and reader/OC have a sparring match to brush up on training and skills, no powers used. For the first time Miguel is pinned to the mat effortlessly, 4 times to be exact.) (kinda goes with Expect the Unexpected)

#3: Special Moment (Miguel has never been kissed upside down)

#4: Nothing Like the Holidays (Miguel isn’t one for holidays, till he met his fiancé, who is all about the holidays)

Headcanons:

Braids (after seeing you do your box braids, he wants you to braid his hair. And yes he knows the history of it, and asked you specifically)

I Do Not Go Blah Blah Blah (Miguel does not like being called a vampire, only by you though.)

Mini Stories (up to 10+ chapters):

Expect the Unexpected: (Miguel thought he knew about every single version of Spider People. That is until Kianna Delgado came up and took him by surprise.

Ch. 1 || Ch. 2 || Ch. 3 || Ch. 4 || Ch. 5 || Ch. 6 || Ch. 7 || Ch. 8 || Ch. 9 || Ch. 10 || Ch. 11 || Ch. 12 || Ch. 13 || Ch. 14 || Ch. 15 || Ch. 16 || Ch. 17 || Ch. 18 || Ch. 19 || Ch. 20

[blackleatherjacketz]

WIP Game

Rules: reveal the titles of the documents in your WIP folder and tag as many people as there are documents. Let others ask questions about the ones that interest them and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit!

Thanks for the tag, @bullet-prooflove My muse has been waxing and waning, so I haven't been writing as much, but here's what I got.

Triple Frontier- Frankie Morales x Female Reader (NSFW)

Star Trek: Strange New Worlds- La’an Noonien Singh x James T. Kirk (Angst, Romance)

Spider-Man: Across the Spiderverse- Miguel O’Hara x POC! Female Reader (Request) (NSFW)

Werewolf By Night- I’m also editing/rewriting Forbidden Fruit for a scarier, more detailed re-release in October.

Tagging: @jessicafangirl @likedovesinthewnd @jamesbuckybarnes1917 @wildglitterwolf

[chaneajoyyy]

Dear brilliant and stunning librarian, would you happen to have a list for:

Miguel O’Hara x black or poc reader

Simon Basset x black or poc reader

Please please please with a cherry on top if you have the time. 🙇🏾‍♀️

Oh thank you boo🥹. Hey love!!! I sure do!!!

MIGUEL O'HARA X BLACK OR POC READER

on the way, sunday mornings- @demiesworld

"idk if it’s weird but do you know that thing where you grab your boobs for comfort?? imagine doing that to miguel 😭😭", a change in place, "omgg sunshine reader and her baby bots are an epitome of cuteness 😤🥺 i bet she would refuse to call then any other name than baby bots and watch miguel slowly loosing a "battle" - he will end up calling them like that too 😭", "i feel like miguel def gives rly mind blowing orgasms but not on purpose tho??", "no one can tell me that miguel isn’t the biggest gentleman ever!! He will carry your bags, open doors and all that like his life depends on it (all of it obviously with his constant frown but deep inside he couldn’t be happier)", mornings, "oml https://www.tumblr.com/inkdrinkerworld/723831735977197568/i-feel-like-miguel-def-gives-rly-mind-blowing imagine him giving you head…", "miguel would actually be *so* gently while fingering you..omg", "ab riding with miguel makes me go feral. like r is being so needy, and he's just like “this is all you're getting”, "can i request grumpy miguel x sunshine reader where miguel is more grumpy than usual because a spider keeps hitting on reader, but they’re so oblivious to the flirting and miguel interprets the interaction as them flirting back, when they’re just being nice (if that makes sense, no worries if you don’t want to :) )", "what about grumpy!reader and grumpy!miguel, like sexual tension and staredowns and aaalmost kissing but not and WHEEWAWWWSEDR", "sunshine civilian!reader and grumpy!miguel's date getting interrupted by some other anomaly and him being all grumpy and annoyed while she's just like "it's fine! just don't get hurt !!" , "could you write a blurb where autistic!reader is having a non-verbal day and miguel stops peter b from asking her a lot of questions and stuff because she can't respond? thank you <33", "Miguel prompts you say?? could i request "just...come here." pretty pls and ty xxxx", "pretty pls could u do headcannons of when miguel is jealous LORD cant get enough of him 😔😔😔", "Miguel asking Peter B for love advice since he wants so badly to ask the reader out on a date but it's been so long since he got involved with someone that he just don't know what to do 😂🩷", "Hiiiii what do you think about Miguel x grumpy!reader? I see Miguel and sunshine reader quite a lot here and as a black cat/ fellow grump…I was curious~", "Miguel doesn't want anyone to know but he actually loves that Peter brings Mayday to the association. His heart melts every time she laughs and he honestly loves watching her powers develop.", "for miguel maybe number 1 from the gesture prompts?? possibly with autistic reader<3", "mon bébé!! would u ever consider writing more abt your harleyquinn!reader x miguel?? i loved itttt soooo🥺🥺 maybe one where he learns about her past relationship with the joker and how bad he treated her which makes him want to protect and love her even moreee (also it just makes him want to track down the goddamn clown and beat the fuck outta him) I LOVE LOVE LOVE UR WORKKKK", "fawn my love!! If it’s no bother, what do u think abt miguel being with a harleyquinn!fem!reader? i am dying to hear ur thots on that!b🤍🤍"- @inkdrinkerworld

multiple endings- @infernalodie

drip- @daydreamingsirens

SIMON BASSETT X BLACK OR POC READER

pleasing the duke series- @royallyprincesslilly

*IF ANYONE KNOW ANY MORE MIGUEL O'HARA AND SIMON BASSETT FICS PLEASE HIT MY LINE!!!!*

[veritable-trash]

Hello was wondering if you are able to write a Miguel O’hara x POC (black) fem reader? I am 20 and a college student who also works as a babysitter for a mysterious rich guy. So maybe if you could write reader as Mayday’s babysitter that somehow finds herself in HQ with miguel desperately searching for where I misplaced Mayday.

This probably makes zero sense but I am begging 🙏😭

hello my love!!!! firstly thank you so so so much for sending in a request! i love them and they truly make my day so so so so much brighter <3

i would love to write this but i am not a black femme and therefore don't feel it is my place writing for a black fem reader, but i would love to write this without any reader descriptors if that still suits your fancy?

you can drop back into my inbox anonymous for a response but i totally understand if that isn't what your fanfiction heart is searching for and i will totally respect that <3

anyways again thank you for sending in a request and i hope your monday is going swimmingly and beautifulyyyyyyy

[havensins]

@ masterlist.

navigation.

━━ fics & whathaveyou.

tony stark.

tony stark & intern!reader

tony stark x jealous!m!reader

steve rogers.

steve rogers pwp

steve’s first time being submissive

steve rogers x poc!reader headcanons

steve rogers x m!reader (enemies? to lovers)

bucky barnes.

soft sub!bucky x dom!reader

sub!bucky x dom!reader

stephen strange.

stephen strange & m!reader headcanons

bratty!stephen strange x dom!reader

thor odinson

sub!thor x m!reader

thor x dom!m!reader (personal favorite)

peter parker

peter parker x symbiote!m!reader

misc.

bruce wayne x m!reader cafe au

lucifer morningstar x male reader

━━ drabbles & whatnot.

tony stark.

tony trying to dom / powerbottom

breeding w/ tony

fingering ftm!tony in public

thigh riding with bratty ftm!tony

exhibitionism and public indecency with tony

pillow princess tony

tony surprising you with lingerie

steve rogers.

fucking steve dumb

free use & steve (mentions of avengers x steve)

sentimental sex with steve

1940s soldier!steve

pre-serum steve with a praise kink

dumbification with pre-serum steve

exhibitionist steve

oral with pre-serum steve, bucky watches

fucking steve’s pecs + feminization

breeding and degrading steve

hair pulling with bratty!steve

bucky barnes.

bucky + comfort sex

oral with ftmbucky

overstimulating bucky after a nightmare

jealousy and ftm!bucky (personal favorite)

somnophilia & dub-con with bucky

steven grant + marc spector.

insecure ftm!steve grant

ftm!steven grant

more ftm steven

thigh fucking marc spector

face sitting with ftm!steven

stephen strange.

bratty ftm stephen

incubus? reader & stephen strange.

thor odinson.

submissive thor

ftm thor

needy thor wanting your attention

free use & thor

loki laufeyson.

pillow princess ftm loki, extremely mild

loki cumming from having his hair pulled

ftm loki riding you & squirting

thigh riding with ftm bratty loki

sam wilson.

rimming sam wilson

sam wilson + captain kink & praise kink

peter parker.

pushing peter to his limits with overstim

choking peter parker

rimming peter parker

teasing & fingering ftm!peter parker

eating out ftm!peter

peter wanting you to take aggression out on him

exhibitionism? with peter

ftm!peter with a size kink

cockwarming, dumbification, daddy kink, and feminization with peter

jerking peter off where the other avengers can hear

wanda maximoff.

making wanda touch herself as punishment

miguel o’hara.

exhibitionism & breeding with miguel

miguel who goes into subspace when praised

sub miguel with overstim, praise kink, & biting

breeding ftm miguel

giving miguel head while he’s at hq

enemies to casual hookups with miguel

miguel riding you

hobie brown.

fucking hobie dumb

misc / multi character.

bucky & miguel for your birthday

tony, bucky, and steve in subspace + aftercare

[reverie-verse]

Miguel O'Hara with an s/o that has really bad under eye bags but can't do anything about them bcuz they're genetic and impossible to hide with makeup.

Baddies and Baggies with Love- Miguel O’Hara x Reader

For all baddies who rock the baggies this is for you guys💅🏽✨ 🫶🏽

You are all beautiful 🤩 every single one of you and don’t let no one ever tell you different ❤️

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Miguel had been in search of you. He had just gotten back from his own mission, wanting nothing more than to be comforted by you. The only issue was you were nowhere to be found. He searched through different areas of the sector attempting to find you without needing the help, but it was beginning to look like he was. Miguel went as far as checking his office, sometimes you had the tendency to hide in there in the comfort of his space, but he was unlucky in finding that you were not there. Miguel stepped out into the hall as he heaved a sigh calling out for Lyla. “ Lyla!”

She glitches in front of him, hands clasped in front of her. “You called”

“Where is Y/N?” He asked, crossing his arms, his suit still on but his mask off. His brown hair sprouted in different places, his body firm and stiff, he just wanted to relax in your arms. He wanted to see your smile, and the way your eyes light up. Lyla glitched again, lifting up her hand to point in the direction of her ai system.

“ She’s giving me an upgrade.” Lyla picked at her fingernails. “ You’re so in love” She says with a giggle.

“ Really, do you have to call me out like that?-”Miguel says as moved around her making his way towards you.

“ -You know you don’t have to announce it”

“Oh Miguel relax and go find your wife” Excitement filtered through his body, he could feel it from his toes to his head, his heart aching to see its love. He couldn’t move fast enough to get to you. Once he reached you, he saw you sitting on the floor cross crossed with a screwdriver in hand digging into one of Lylas motherboards. You were tinkering away music blasting in the air to fill the silence, you were focused. Miguel's shoulders slumped, the tension slowly dissipating. He smiled softly, as he walked over to you.

“ Mrs. O’Hara, I see you found a new hiding place.” He sits down behind you wrapping his arms around you. His massive frame engulfing your body, his arms tucking themselves under yours wrapping around your stomach, his chin resting on your shoulder. He watched you move each piece off the motherboard and replace them with a new one. You smiled when he referred to you using your last name now newly changed to his. You were barely getting used to that name.

“ Oh but Mr. O’Hara this isn’t even the best one yet. Next time you leave, when you come back it'll be ten times harder to find me” You tease him as you finally finished working on Lylas placing her motherboard back into her system, her glitches now vanished allowing her to run smoothly. You turn your head to the side looking at Miguel who had his head buried into your shoulder breathing in your scent. His hands and arms held firm against you. He could feel you looking at him, he smiled, lifting his head so his eyes could catch yours. You playfully but not playfully pushed his head away with your hand standing up grabbing your tools.

“ Oh no. Uh-uh. Lemme see those pretty eyes.” Miguel followed you as you tried to move away from him, playfully. You grabbed your tools making your way towards the exit.

“ No. I have to go back to work” You tell him waving your hand in the air. Miguel groans as he follows your steps as you move around rows of computer boards.

“ I don’t wanna play games Y/N.” He huffs.

“ No one is playing games Miguel. Sheesh someone’s so needy today” You chuckled. It was light hearted sure but at the same time a pang ached there in your chest. Your anxiety, yourself doubt etched in every crevice of your mind…

“All I want to do is indulge in the presence of my esposa.” He tells you as he followed the sound of your voice, you tried to lose him in the rows of computers. Only for him to catch up to you, he uses his webs to pull you closer to him. One of his hands reaches to cup your face. You turned your head to the side so he couldn’t. Miguel growled. Maybe you really didn’t want him to see you right now. You didn’t feel the prettiest and you didn’t feel the greatest either-

“Stop it” he demands of you, as he still attempts to turn your head but every time you manage to redirect his hands elsewhere or move the opposite direction.

“Stop what?” You asked. Your head and body moved quickly so that you could leave his grasp. This time he was able to make you smile as you tried to suppress a laugh. As you floated in between emotions of wanting to feel loved and feeling unworthy of yourself. Yet there He was growing irritated and frustrated all because he wanted you. Yet you still felt horrible and you tried to remain as normal as possible so he wouldn’t catch on to you…

“You know what-” His tongue is sharp as he snaps at you. Again you begin your walk trying to leave this little room of computers and motherboards.

“ No but I bet you do-” You muttered to yourself a small smile of your as you internally laughed at your own joke. You bite your lip as you turn your head towards Miguel who in fact remained expressionless. He was unfazed yet deep down you could see his annoyance. To be honest all he wanted to do was lay you down, make love to you in ten different positions, places, maybe cuddle afterwards, maybe hold your face in his hands so he could stare at you for a minute or two. But no, he’s not mad, annoyed but never mad. Stopped in your tracks grabbing Miguel’s arm so that you could bring him back to you. Your emotions getting the best of you, maybe your feelings were distracting you from him or maybe you should just tell him how you felt. No, maybe he won’t really hear you, but then he always listens…

“I-that wasn’t funny, I’m sorry.” You tell him as Miguel crosses his arms refusing to look at you, he sighs. You take a step around him so that you could stand in front of him. Setting your tools down Miguel turns his head to the side looking away from you, your hands reach up and cup his face to bring him back to you. Your hands slide down his neck, and to his shoulders then to his chest. He sighs again, one with relief, tension slipping from his body, he melts into you. His eyes looked into yours, his own giant hands found themselves cupping your face, his thumbs caressed your cheek bones and part of the bags under your eyes. Damn why did you have to look so good and welcoming. You were like a breath of fresh air and home at the same time.

He leaned forward kissing under each eye. In his mind it’s the coolest part of you, it makes you look intimidating under the right lighting, but your sweet personality shines through allowing people to feel comfortable. It was your secret gift and you didn’t even know it. You smiled as he had done so when he pulled back he held the same affection. You tend to shy away when people stare too long at your eyes, at that point they notice the dark bags, thinking you're always tired. With Miguel though he never once gave you a look of disgust or worry. Like he was right now, what a fool you were for letting your mind trick you into believing he didn’t love you because of them.

You liked that he looked into your eyes, noticing your bags and all, you wondered why he always kissed them whenever he kissed your face. “ Why do you always do that?” You ask him.

“ Do what?”

“ Kiss my under eye bags?”

“ Because I love them”

“ Really?”

“ Yes, what’s with the twenty questions”

“ I just wanna know why.”

“ I see what this is about, you didn’t want me to see you.”

“ Whaaat no, I was not hiding because of you- I was working on Lyla-” You protested moving back a step stopping in your tracks. Miguel’s arm and hand slipped to wrap around your waist to pull you back to him. “-Miguel, I just got a little self conscious, these things are permanent and I just didn’t want people asking if I’m tired all day long” He listens to you as you both walk slowly. He kisses the top of your head holding you close. He begins to walk with you again trapped under his arm. Your tools left behind, not bothering to grab them.

“ You know you can blame it on me, tell them I made you go a couple rounds in a few different positions, in different places with a little web-“

You clamped a hand down on his mouth. “I am not saying that Miguel. There’s kids around here. But seriously I just didn’t want to deal with it” By now Miguel had managed sneakily get you both back to his office, shutting the door and locking it. He was able to distract you long enough to get you siting down on the couch. He got down on the floor, his knees resting against the carpet, his hands on either side of your hips, his face close to yours. His eyes were growing darker.

“ Cariño, I Iove your under eye bags, they make you look sexy, intimidating, ruthless. When they hit the perfect lighting and a different angle. You look exceptionally gorgeous. Or when you smile and your under eye bags make you look cute and adorable. It makes me want to squish you. Well I wanna squish you in every way possible. Not the point, I love your under eye bags when you wear makeup and when you don’t, they make you look enticing. Not true you always look tempting” His head moves around, his nose gliding across your skin as he whispers to you, pulling back every now and then to look you in the eyes.

“ Miguel-” You chuckled without semi humor, you were about to redirect his comment and throw it away.

He shook his head, cutting you off “ No I’m serious. Your existence alone is worth everything to me. Not only to me but other little girls and boys who share those same features and similarly amazing qualities. Don’t-Don’t let these people ruin that. Because you have everything you need that makes you so perfectly beautiful.” He rests his forehead against yours both of your eyes are closed. You smiled though.

“ Thank you” You whispered to him, nudging your nose against his.

He nudged yours back “ Oh my Esposa, oh my cariño, the love of my life——anytime” both of you broke out into a little giggle of laughter, your eyes both open staring at each other lovely, though dark wanting gaze he had seemingly stayed never disappearing. You shook your head. Miguel pushed you over so that he could be on top of you caging you in.

“How do we feel about webs?”

“ Seriously? Right now” You laughed

“ Yes, right now, I’m dying here”

“ We are in your office”

“ So”

“ What do you mean, so?-“ within a second webbs bounded your wrists together and above your head on the couches arm rest. “ -Miguel!”

“ Whoops”

[reverie-verse]

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