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001
Pairing : Miguel O' Hara X Reader
Genre : fluff
Summary : In which you, his best friend, takes care of him when he's sick.
Wordcount: 1.5k lol
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An odd sound leaves Miguel's lips, something between a cough and clearing his throat and he glances at you with the hope you won't notice.
Which you of course do.
You've been his best friend for years. The only person he hasn't lost yet. The only person he allows to be close to him. And the only one in his universe who knows of his identity and occupation. The other spiders know who you are aswell. You don't have any powers as you aren't a spiderman variant, but the other spiders like you a lot. Probably more than they like Miguel. ( You're often their ticket to getting stuff easy through him.)
" Are you okay?"
He glances at you with his usual, brooding expression, before his eyes move back to the screens focused on the multiverse.
" Ju-"
As he tries to speak his voice sounds extremely hoarse, and so he clears his throat.
" Just fine."
You shake your head.
" No you're not. You sound hoarse. Are you sick?" You ask him.
He doesn't turn to answer.
If you were anyone else, he'd glare at you, maybe even tell you to mind your own business. But he doesn't. Of course he doesn't.
Miguel's aware he's got at least a bit of a crush on you.
When he doesn't reply, you approach him. He watches in concealed curiousity what you're about to do.
He freezes when you raise the back of your hand to his head. He can't help but lean into your slight touch, turning qinqto absolute putty in your hands.
It's a pitty you retrace your hand all too soon, followed with a surprised expression.
" Miguel, you're heating up! You definitly have a fever.-"
" I'm fine Mi Perla-"
You scoff, cutting him off mid sentence.
" No you're not. You're sick. And you're going to rest, we're not going to argue over that. Layla?!"
Miguel can't stop you as you call out to his assistant.
" No, I have work, you know the multiverse rests on-"
" Y/N, what can I do for you?"
Yes, even his AI seems to like you more than him, something that makes him roll his eyes.
" I know, the multiverse rests on your shoulders. Didn't you build an entire team to help you with it?" You reply, giving him a pointed look before turning to the AI.
" Hi Layla, can you call Jess in please? Tell her Miguel's taking the day off, he's sick." You tell her.
" Will do! Get well soon boss." Layla says, turning to Miguel before dissapearing again.
He opens his mouth to say something, but the words leave his brain the minute you gently grab hold of his hand.
" C'mon. Let's get you to bed."
-
And going to bed he did. After you've personally delivered him to his room and instructed him to get changed into something more comfortable, he finds himself fast asleep the minute he lays down.
When he wakes up again, you're back, seated beside his bed on the floor, leaning your head on the edge of his bed. The tv in his room is on, and he recognises a series you've told him about a few times playing. As soon as he moves, you're moving aswell.
" Hey, how're you feeling? Too hot? Do you need me to refresh the towel?" You ask him hurriedly, moving to get up.
He stops you by placing a hand on your shoulder, taking his time to sit up. The folded cold towel which was laid on his forehead dropping in his lap, his skin still feeling feverish.
" Why are you seated on the floor?" He asks instead, bypassing al your questions.
You blink, before glancing around the room.
" There's no chairs in here." You point out.
" You could've sat on my bed. It's more comfortable." He explains plainly.
You blink again.
It isn't as if his bed is small. Considering he runs the entire team, his bedroom is the biggest, a nice spacious room, with a spacious bed.
When you don't reply, he speaks again.
" Come sit down."
He pats the spot beside him.
" You sure you don't need the space considering you're sick and stuff?"
He rolls his eyes.
" Sit down before I'll drag you on myself."
At the well intentioned threat, you finally move, getting up and eventually seating yourself beside him on the bed.
" You didn't reply to my questions though." You point out, turning to look at him.
He gives you one of his rare smiles.
" Don't worry, I'm alright."
" Okay. Tell me when you're feeling hungry though, I'll make you soup." You smile at him.
The two of you sit like that for quite a while, Miguel joining you in watching the series.
He feels pampered with the way you care for him, refusing to let him as much as lift a finger.
At some point, he eventually has to go to the toilet. When he comes back, he sits slightly closer to you, his arm touching yours. He feels a flutter in his chest when you lean your head on his shoulder.
Later on, after diner and back to watching tv (stuff he picked out this time, doesn't matter that he falls asleep every so often in between.), the two of you are once again back to comfortable sitting beside one another on his bed.
" You can lay down if you'd like?" He suggests, noticing you shift every so often in your spot.
" Wouldn't that be a little, I don't know, uncomfortable for you? To share your bed like that?" You ask, tilting your head.
He shakes his head, not even having to think about it.
" You're my best friend. I don't mind."
" Okay, wake me up if I fall asleep though. Or if you need something." You tell him before getting comfortable.
20 minutes pass before you fall asleep, just as you had expected.
Miguel watches you for a few moments with a small affectionate smile. You looked so peaceful, he couldn't bring himself to wake you.
His fever has gone down quite a bit, his skin thankfully not feeling feverish anymore thanks to his quicker healing.
Eventually he decides to turn off the light, climbing back in bed before, also daring to throw an arm around your middle.
-
When he wakes up again, his fever is gone, and so are you.
Although he's a little dissapointed, he does understand you probably left for a fresh set of clothes and everything.
He's also made it clear that he doesn't want you to walk home by yourself at night (you often leave at ungodly hours, or really late. You'vefallen asleep in his office a few times before.) Your apartment is thankfully not too far off from HQ, and he trusts you've asked one of the other spiders to have walked you home.
He's become a little overprotective over you considering you're the last person outside of his business he has.
-
It's midday when he sees you again, having just returned for a mission. You're seated at his desk, swiping at your phone when he walks in.
" Mi Perla." He calls you in greeting.
You look up from your screen, smiling as you spot him and pocketing your phone.
" Miguel, how are you feeling? I take it your fever left?" You approach him.
He hums. You raise your hand to check again, and he subconsciously slightly lowers his head more into your reach.
" That does feel better, glad you're okay." You tell him, retracing your hand.
He takes your hand in his, and the surprise on your face is evident as he raises the back of your hand to his lips.
" Thank you for taking care of me last night, Mi Perla."
002
[ A/N: I actually really enjoyed writing this. Let me know if you'd like to read a pt.2 or send me requests please. I really want to write more about him but my brain is a little blank.]
Weak
Pairing : More of a platonic Miguel O' Hara X Reader
Genre : Angst
Summary : Miguel hates feeling weak, something that you understand more than anyone else.
Request/story idea by: @quimerathetraveler
Wordcount: 0.9 k
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( A/N: I’m trying different personalities to see whatever works with his character best, lemme know what ya’ll think. )
Miguel's eyes dart all over the area.
He's injured, badly. A deep gash is crossed over his ribs, and not even the spray supplied by his suit for emergencies is doing him much good.
On top of that, he's exhausted, years of taking care of the multiverse having caught up to him.
" Boss, we got hi- Oh, no." The voice of one of the spider woman who he's come to help speaks as she notices his injury.
He's hunched over, holding his side whilst taking rough deep breaths. He feels vulnerable, hates having everyone' eyes on him.
" Boss, we should get you help!-" MJ calls, taking her mask off.
" No. I'm fine. Bring the anomaly to HQ, I'll get there myself."
MJ is visibly distraught by his words, but does what he says, not wanting to face whatever negative reaction he could bring up in his pain.
As she disappears, he doubles over, nearly forgetting that Jessica and you are at the scene as well.
Jessica sighs deeply before reacting.
" Miguel, maybe we should help. I doubt you'd be able to get back by yourself-"
He glares from the corner of his eye at her.
" I can do it, just g-"
" No you can't. "
Now his eyes shift to you.
Admittedly, he doesn't know you really well, even though your powers are the only ones that are similar to his. You have talons, venomous teeth and superhuman hearing and sight as well. He's barely ever spoken to you before though.
" I-"
" Don't argue with me. I'll jab you in your wound if you're going to be a baby about it. " You scoff, your eyes showing disinterest as you move to help him.
He glares at you, but it doesn't seem to deter you in the slightest.
He's not necessarily surprised to. You've been through a lot in your own universe, the horrors you had to face giving you a pass without doubt into the spider team. You're physically not one of the strongest, but you're fearless, making you one of the stronger ones of the team anyway. It would take a lot more than his glare to shake you.
He can't help but feel puzzled and surprised as you lift his arm over your shoulder. You sync both of your watches, and soon enough you're tearing a gateway with your claws back into universe 2099.
Everyone is surprised when the both of you step into HQ, Jessica having gone back on her own.
Miguel hates the feeling he gets when everyone shares worried glances, them never having seen their boss so vulnerable before.
You must've noticed.
" What? Did none of you ever seen someone injured?" You call out roughly.
Most of the spiders turn their heads. All except Hobie, who gives Miguel a blank look as he so often does before nodding at you.
Hobie and you get along well, the only difference being that Hobie creates a lot of trouble and has quite a big mouth, whilst you refrain in the back. The calm before the storm.
Eventually, you carry him to the infirmary, and help him sit down on one of the beds.
" Will you be okay or do you need me to call a medic?" You ask, creating distance between the two of you again as you step back, leaning against a wall.
" I'll be fine." He says gruffly.
You nod, but don't move away.
He glances at you again, ignoring the sudden spinning in his head.
" What? You can go." He pushes.
" I'm waiting for you to pass out. I'll call a medic after." You tell him nonchalantly, crossing your arms over one another.
He sighs, knowing you're right. He needs help. He can't do it by himself this time.
He doesn't want any more people to see him like this though.
" Can you.... help me?" He asks, looking away with an embarrassing pink dust on his cheeks.
Your eyes widen, surprise evident before they harden again, and you nod.
" I've never done this on someone else other than myself though."
You don't say anything else as you wordlessly get to work.
He tends to forget that you've been alone for a very long time before you joined the team.
You stitch up his wounds carefully, and honestly quite messy. He still rather has this than having more people see him like this.
When you're done, you run a careful finger over the stitches to make sure they're secure before stepping away.
" This is the best I can do. Good luck with it." You tell him, going back to your stoic demeanor.
You turn to leave, not expecting a reply, when he grasps your wrist with his right hand.
You tense in response, not being used to physical contact. Upon noticing it, he lets go.
" Thank you.."
You glance at him, your eyes not betraying your emotions this time as you nod.
" Yeah... Don't get used to it."
Kinda feel like writing a Miguel O'Hara fic where the Reader is actually the villain. Like I can totally imagine Miguel and Reader sharing a past and choosing the complete opposite paths- The reader set on destroying everything in her path whilst Miguel is trying to fix it all, desperate to not hurt her in the process because of their past and memories.-
Anyway would anyone actually read it if I wrote it or...?
002
Pairing : Miguel O' Hara X Reader
Genre : fluff, tiniest twinge of angst
Summary : Miguel's not very happy when he finds out you've walked home by yourself last night(morning)?
Wordcount: 1.3k
[ A/N: Here's pt.2 : D. I've decided I'm making this a little connected one shots book.]
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" You didn't text me when you got home last night." Miguel suddenly spoke, breaking the comfortable silence that was between the two of you.
Yesterday, you had been taking care of him as he was sick, pampering him a little extra because he deserves it. The two of you had eventually fallen asleep, with you waking up around 3 in the morning and heading back home.
You look up from where you're seated on his desk chair, having been busy playing Good Pizza, Great Pizza on your phone. His back is turned to you, eyes focused on the different screens showcasing the Spiderverse and whatever else.
" Oh, uh, yeah. I must've forgotten. I was so tired, my head went straight for my pillow once I got home." You shrug.
He hums in understanding, although he's a little curious. Who dropped you off last night? He's made it very clear before that he doesn't want you to walk home by yourself at the ungodly hours, no matter how short the walk to your house is. You're the last person he has in his universe (and outside of it, for that matter.) The only person who knows him better than anyone. He'd be damned if something were to happen to you. The thought of it already sets him on edge.
" Who brought you home?"
" Oh, uh, I did-"
" What?" Now he turns to look at you, a displeased look in his eyes.
" What? Everyone was asleep." You shrug.
You turn to look at your phone again, wanting to avoid the look in his eyes. He whisks the device from your grip as you do so, setting it aside on his desk. It's still whitin your reach. When you look up at him again, he's got his arms crossed, a strict look his face.
" I hope you know that I would've thrown whatever's in my reach if you were any of the other spiders. " He points out.
You roll your eyes.
" What, you give them bedtimes too? I can take care of myself. You've taught me enough self defense by now. I know how to handle myself." You huff.
He's aware how you dislike with how careful he's often being.
" I know you can, but you also know why I'm so careful with you. Just wake me up next time you're leaving early in the morning."
" While you're sick? No. Besides, you're barely resting as it is, I'm not waking you the rare times you're asleep." You point out.
You get up from his desk chair, stepping closer to him as you unfold his arms, taking one of his hands in yours.
" Stop worrying about me so much. I'm fine. Take a little more care of yourself maybe though. For me?" You ask him.
He sighs, eyes showcasing emotions he usually hides.
" Just stay over if you don't want to wake me up. We fall asleep together anyway, We can wake up together too."
He's not looking you in the eyes as he speaks, eyes on your joined hands, admiring the size difference. You're not looking at his face either, understanding how he feels. He's glad you're not looking at him, his cheeks having gotten the faintest of pink. It scares him how much he likes the idea of waking up with you.
" I guess we can do that. If it makes you feel better." You hum.
A flash of surprise passes through his eyes, but it's not caught by you. It's not everyday your crush says yes.
However, your sweet moment is broken up when the sound of the door is heard, and so Miguel steps away from you. You give him a small smile before picking up your phone again.
" Oh, Hey Y/N. Since when are you here?" Jessica asks as she steps in the room.
" Uhh, a while? No idea. Speaking of time, I gotta go. My shift starts soon." You say, suddenly realizing the time.
Miguel wordlessly lets the platform go down, but you don't have the patience to deal with that.
" Don't jum-" He sighs as you do so anyway, landing with a loud slam on your knees.
This isn't the first time you've done this, and most probably not the last.
" I don't have the patience for that wacky thing. Anyway, see you around. Maybe I'll be back later, maybe not. Bye!" You tell him with a smile, turning to the exit.
You greet Jessica on your way out, giving her a quick hug before finally leaving.
Jessica looks after your form as you leave, before turning to Miguel with a knowing smile. Miguel ignores the look in her face, instead getting straight down to business.
" How'd it go?" He asks her.
" Well, the anomaly is caught. He's stuck with the other anomalies downstairs. " She tells him.
He nods, turning around to face the screen again.
" Good."
She knows it's his way if dismissing her.
" Soo, you and Y/N?" She asks suddenly.
Miguel doesn't even glance at her as he responds.
" What about it?"
" Your feelings for her are pretty obvious. You should ask her out." She suggests.
He glances at her with a sigh.
" Not obvious enough for her to notice." He murmurs in response.
She still heard it either way.
" That's only because she's in love with you too. You should ask her out. She's a lovely woman."
" No. I can't treat her the way she deserves. She deserves better than me."
" Maybe. But I doubt she wants anyone else. Just think about it a little more. Y/N is sweet, if you don't make up your mind soon, there's a good chance someone else will ask her eventually. " She points out.
" Yeah, well, we'll see about that."
He's aware he's close with you. Too close. No one would appreciate having a girlfriend who's got a best friend who's constantly at her heel.
The sound of the door opening suddenly sounds again, and you suddenly come running back in.
" Hey, sorry, forgot my jacket." You puff out.
Miguel turns to you right away. He glances at his desk chair, where your jacket is indeed still hanging on it's back. He picks it up wordlessly to throw it at you.
You catch it.
" Thanks!" You call again, before leaving.
A teeny tiny smile graces his lips at your behavior. God, he's smitten for you.
" How do the youngsters refer to you again? I think it was whipped. You are 'whipped' Miguel." Jessica smiles.
Miguel barely huffs at her, instead turning around and pushing a button for the platform to go up again.
" Sure. Do you have something better to do or should I see if there's something to do for you here in the building?" He suggests as he goes up.
" No, I'm good. Say hi to Y/N when she comes back in a few hours." She laughs as she heads out.
Miguel shakes his head, putting it in his hands for a moment before finishing back on the task at hand.
' My feelings aren't obvious.'
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003
Genre : fluff, the ending's a bit angsty tho.
Summary : In which you're sick. And Miguel's soft.
Request/idea by: lassiraa (didn;t know if she wanted to be tagged oops)
Wordcount: 1.3k lol
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Miguel glances at his phone yet again, admittedly a little worried. The cute cafe you work at had been busy today, filled to the brim with customers. When you had texted him earlier that you would be late for your movie night, he understood. In return, he had replied that he could eventually pick you up, asking at what time you would be done. You haven't responded though, probably too occupied with cleaning the place.
It's thankfully not too late just yet, but it's started raining dogs and cats since about an hour back. He just hopes you'll catch the bus to HQ.
Thankfully, he doesn't have to wait all too long, a sudden knock at his door sounding through his room.
His room is admittedly bigger than the other spiders' rooms who stay. His looking more like an apartment, the only thing missing is a livingroom and a diningroom. It's basically a small studio apartment.
It doesn't take him long to open the door. The first thing he notices when he does so is that you're completely drenched.
He sighs as he lets you in.
" Why didn't you take the bus? " He asks, going straight to the point.
" Because I would have to wait more than thirty minutes. Walking was faster. Hello to you too by the way." You roll your eyes.
He doesn't miss the shivering of your body.
" Yeah, hey. You should've called me. " He scolds you, yet again.
" Yeah, yeah. I won't die from a little rain Miguel, relax." You tell him, before sniffing once you've taken your shoes off.
The two of you suddenly find yourself in a bit of an awkward stare. The one where his thoughts are running through his head and you're really trying to figure it out without communicating.
' Yeah. she's going to be sick tomorrow.'
'Bet he's thinking about throwing some pizzas in'
" Are you thinking of pizzas?" You ask him, making him blink.
" Yes, totally. Go shower while I throw them in the oven." He tells you, turning his back to you.
You blink, confused. You don't have a change of your clothes lying around at his place. However, before any words can leave your now opened mouth, a bunch of clothes are thrown at you, along with a towel.
" Just wear my stuff, I don't care. Just don't want your ass sick in the morning." He says, hurriedly walking into the kitchen.
That was a lie, he actually very much does care. Especially about you wearing his stuff.
Miguel is a domestic man, especially after all he's been through. The idea of the two of you hanging out, cuddling up like you sometimes do, whilst wearing his clothes creates a pleasant image in his head.
It doesn't take long before you're out of the shower, and soon enough the two of you are eating pizza whilst arguing over what movie to watch. Eventually (after a whole while, the pizzas are actually already through), the two of you set on watching an action film.
And as the two of you move to sit on his bed like usual, he notices you glancing at him a little more than usual.
" What is it?" He asks as he glances back at you.
" Can we cuddle?" You ask him, biting your lip.
He gives you a smile as he nods.
" Sure."
He hopes you don't notice the slight blush on his cheeks.
-
When he wakes the next morning, he notices a few things. One, you're pressed up to his side, cuddling into his large frame, your face buried in his chest. Two, how well rested he feels. It's been a good while since he felt like this. And three, you're way too hot to not be sick.
With a soft sigh, he contemplates on his decision. He wants to stay home to take care of you, but he's also supposed to look for anomalies a few floors down.
It's embarrassing how quick he actually manages to make a decision.
Would it even be worth fighting for the multiverse if you aren't in his?
And so he finds himself putting together an amount of hologram screens and such to be able to work from his apartment.
It takes a while before you wake up, but when you do, you merely turn on your ass and fall back asleep in a ridiculous position again. However, not too long after that, you wake again, looking around a little confused whilst you sit up. You wrap the blanket closer around you, wrapping yourself completely up in it with the exception of your face.
" Hm?"
" I feel like a boiled sausage." You grunt in annoyance, before flopping down on his bed again.
He can't help but smile.
" I'm afraid you're sick, Perla." He tells you.
You curl up.
" What? No I'm not. Feel great'." You grumble sarcastically.
He shakes his head.
" What would you like for breakfast?" He asks in return.
You let out a dramatic sigh.
" Nothing, my stumic feels queasy- Wait, since when are you able to work from up here?" You ask, noticing he now actually has a chair in his room. And a desk. And a lot of screens.
" Since today. And still, you should eat." He says as he gets up.
Whilst he walks off to do whatever, you take a moment to study his new set up. You've never really paid any attention to his work before, not really liking 'office work' as you tend to call it. A moment later he returns, a plate with food in hand. He hands it to you wordlessly. You get up from his bed to eat (you're not a psycho).
" Soo, am I helping with work today?" You ask him, leaning onto his chair from behind him. You try to ignore the obvious shivers of your skin. You definitely have a fever.
He glances at you.
" No. You're going to lie down and rest. I'm going to work." He tells you before he gets up.
To your utter suprise, he turns to you, his huge posture suddenly looming over yours. With gentle hands, he leads you backwards to his bed, your knees bending when the back of your legs touch the bed. He bends down to maneuver the rest of your body onto the bed, getting you to lay sideways. He tucks you in aswell, before the two of you end up staring awkwardly at one another yet again.
" G'night." He greets you, before turning to his hologram screens again.
You watch him work for a moment, studying the screens as well. There's nothing interesting currently happening. It doesn't take long before you doze off.
Miguel watches you once you've fallen asleep fondly. He's really falling further and further into the feelings he's hiding for you. In moments like this, he believes he could do it. Maybe he could be happily in a relationship with you while also helping the multiverse. He shakes his head, running his hands over his face before sighing deeply. What the hell is he starting to think about? He's spiderman. He can't have you, no matter how bad he wants you.
With another deep sigh, he makes a hard decision.
He has to create space between the two of you.
[ A/N: Next update'll take a while, I'm on a vacay with my mum for next week so see ya'll after that.]
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Woven Home
Pairing : Platonic! Miguel O' Hara X Teen! Symbiote! Reader
Genre : fluff, lowkey crack
Summary : Miguel's soft for you. (Parenting is hard.)
Warnings: Mentions of blood, abuse, nothing too deep
Wordcount: 1.4k
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" Oh no." Miguel breathes out. He glances around the room. It looks horrible, it was too late.
The room was covered in blood. The chipped wallpaper had always been disgusting, but now it had a reek of death over it. He can only imagine how it went down here.
" Uhm, actually. She's still alive." Layla suddenly glitches into existence.
Miguel's eyes widen under his mask as he turns to her.
" What?"
" Yeah, she made it out alive. " She tells him, showcasing a security video taken out on the street.
And indeed, you were alive. Barely, but still. The cameras follow you until you eventually pass out into an alleyway. But something is wrong. The date on that tape dates back 2 years ago. That cannot be possible- Or can it?
" Who are you?"
Miguel turns around, claws jumping out as he turns to face the voice.
He's surprised as he comes face to face with you. You're in terrible shape. Skinny, bags under your eyes and dirty.
You glance at his claws before shaking your head.
" Trust me, you don't want to do that."
He cocks his head. Anyone with the injuries you had when you escaped your abusive household would be dead. He doesn't want to take his chances with whatever saved you.
" I'm Spiderman-"
" No you're not. I know that dude. He lives a few streets from here." You scowl.
You don't seem intimidated in the slightest. Still seated with one knee up to your chest in the window sill, your posture slacking.
" I'm from a different dimension. I want to give you a chance." He tells you.
You cock your head.
" A different dimension? And a chance at what?"
" Yes. A chance at living. You wouldn't have to be alone anymore."
" I'm never alone."
-
To this day, he doesn't know how he managed to convince you to join the spider society. You're one of the very few non spider people around.
So far, years have passed. He's gotten to know you a lot better. Your name is Y/N L/N. And you're the host of Toxin. The strongest symbiote he's ever come across, and he's come across Carnage. ( Which is also apparently it's 'parent' symbiote.) It also led to him bringing you on the team.
You're a complicated person, having been through a lot at a young age. You had been severely abused by your own parents for a reason he doesn't know (or would ever understand.) Your healing journey was scary, but you had hardened from your experiences, putting up a barricade around people. Thankfully, it crumbled since Miguel now had your back. It made Miguel soft towards you. The society he was building was small when he found you, making you one of the first members. Determined to not give you the fate of a future villain (like almost all the other symbiotes), he's kept you closely tucked in his side. Over time, he found a new chance in being a dad through you. Your own parents never guided you, and he finds himself all too eager to give you that guidance. And so you've been with him, watching as the society grew. And growing it did. Miguel watched proudly as you managed to make friends, and eventually helped guide other younglings just like he guides you.
You're also the only one who doesn't take his shit. And who's able to handle it. (The object he threw the one time he wasn't looking at whoever entered his lab, you had thrown it back at him. It had silenced him. He'd never admit it, but he was proud of that. Glad you'll never cower for people like your biological dad ever again.)
The only downside? Your choice of friends. Hobie caused trouble, and was all too eager in teaching you how to aswell. Gwen was okay. But she was also friends with Hobie, and Miles. And Miles was originally an anomaly. Sure, the boy was now part of the team, but still. The only one he approved of was Pavitr. And the random Peters you hang with often.
Truth to be told, he saw you as his daughter.
Currently, he was stood in his lab, glancing around at the screens. He truly had no idea what you were doing, but as long as you weren't putting shit on fire (you wouldn't, Toxin hates fire,) he's fine with it.
" Aye Miguel!"
Speak of the devil. With a symbiote web, you launch yourself onto his platform, two styrofoam boxes in your hands. You wordlessly set his down on his desk, as you often do.
" Thanks. What have you been upto today?" He asks, barely taking his eyes of the screen as he opens the styrofoam box and takes out an empanada.
You open yours, and immediately the scent of chocolate fills the rooms. It's overly sweet, and it lowkey stings his nose.
" Not much. Mostly training actually. You did anything fun today?" You ask him in return, leaning back against his desk.
Apparently you've managed to find pancakes. And hazelnut chocolate spread.
" Been watching the multiverse, nothing special. Where'd you get that? " he asks you.
" Made it. We were craving something sweet."
" Empanadas are sweet."
" Right, well, not pancake, chocolate, strawberry sweet-"
" There's strawberries in there?" He asks, glancing at it.
You hum. Picking up a piece and showcasing it to him. He admittedly can see a bit of a lump in the chocolate, but that doesn't really convince him.
" Yeah, want a bite?"
" No thanks, I'll pass."
" Kay' your loss. So I've been thinking-"
" That's worrisome."
You roll your eyes at his comment.
" Sure, whatever. Anyway. We should get a pet. I was thinking a cat, or a spider-"
" No. We already have spider cat. Also, basically everyone here is a spider. Why would you even think of a spider?" He grumbles.
Nothing he ever has read in the parenting books could ever prepare for whenever you open your mouth.
As he speaks, he finally turns to look at you.
You shrug.
" It'd be funny. A tarantula maybe. We could call her Webs." You tell him.
You're not even grinning. You're serious about this.
" I'm still lost. Why a spider?"
" I just told you. It'd be funny. A spider as Spiderpeople HQ's lil mascot. There's also these adorable jumping spiders. They're cute. And small. And a spider."
He sighs, rubbing his face in his free hand before deciding to give up and continue to eat.
" No. No spider pet at Spider HQ. You can pet Spider-Cat whenever he's here. That's more than enough."
As if to save him from this hard parenting moment, ( He kinda wants to give into you, give you the world, but this was just a blatantly bad idea. Even by your standard.) A new anomaly pops up on his radar. And coincidentally, you just finished your food. ( You're always scarfing it down instead of eating it at a normal pace. Something that has to do with Toxin he believes.)
" What about a frog? Nah jumping spider's more fun-"
" No. No frog, no spider. Also, an anomaly just popped onto the radar. A Sandman variant. Earth-632. Have fun. Bring one of your buddies if you want, I'm here if you need back up." He tells you.
You hum, licking your fingers clean before wiping them on your pants.
" Can we eat them?" You ask as you start messing with your watch.
" No. No eating people."
" Was worth a try." He hears you mumble.
" No it really wasn't. " He tells you in return.
You roll your eyes.
" Whatever. Don't miss us too much!" You call before Toxin's form envelops you completely right as a gateway forms.
Soon enough you've jumped through, and Miguel finds himself opening up yet another screen to monitor your mission, seeing as you've gone alone.
A rare smile makes it once his face though. Yeah he's soft for you. And maybe he should look intk those jumping spiders. Just for the heck of it....
[ A/N: Am currently on Vacay so all my usual stuff is on hold for a bit. Also I've seen the requests and am working on them : ).]
hello love :)
can i request an earth 42 miles morales x reader story where she found him injured in a valley and he was still in the prowler suit but she didnt care (or she just didnt see clearly since it was night time) so she aproached him and miles was like go away even threatend her at some but but she then tells him to shut up so she can work in peace. She already studies in medicine and she vent to a grocery store when she found him and she quickly ran home to get the suplies she thought she needed. So basicly she doesnt care if he kills her she just wanted to help him and thats it so at the end milles is just quet and doesnt know how to respond to her like doesnt she know who he is sure its dark out side and they cant see each others faces clearly but the suit should by now give away his identite. So once she stiched him up she just sais her goodyes and just leaves him there and he is just so shocked that in this wretched place called New york there is still a person this kind or just pretty stupid to do that. So lets say milles didnt clearly see her face and vanted to see her again to see she didnt give anything about him away no other reason, he didnt want to see her so he could feel the same warmth she gave him when she cerfouly touched him he didnt want to hear her soft voice again that for some reason eased his pain when she praisd him that he was doing a good job staying still and not moving. Really no other reason so for weeks hes been searching for her but never found her until one day just randomly in a store he by chance heard her voice when she was talking to the cashier so he quickly ran out and suited up so he could follow her home to see if shes as nice as she makes her self look like and not to keep her safe or anything. So when she gets home she finds him sitting on her couch and shes pretty high up so ofc she freks out cuz THE Prowler was in her apartment (she lives alone her momma and papa are divorced so they send money to her for the apartment bills and other suplyes she needs)….
So like u can continue this however u want like i just thought this far, if its too much feel free to decline this request. Sorry for my shitty gramer english is not my first lenguage and dont forget to eat and drink yeah? :)
Hi! No worries we all start writing somewhere : ). Continuation of this 》
Genre: Lowkey flirty at the end¿
Wordcount: 0.4k
[ A/N: Yeah, ngl, not really proud of this one. I feel like i can't get his personality right.]
You sigh when you finally arrive home, kicking off your shoes in the process of it. Studying medicine was anything but easy. Today you had a full day of classes, along with a bunch of homework. You had eventually gone to the library to finish it, before making a quick grocery stop as well.
The minute you turn around, you freeze. There's someone sitting on your couch. Upon closer inspection, you realize it's the prowler, someone you had recently come across. You had helped him when he was injured. You do not remember ever inviting him into your apartment, much less tell him to make himself comfortable.
" Hi." His distorted voice sounds from his mask.
You huff, not having the energy for this today.
" Yeah, uhm, I don't remember inviting you to my hous- WHY ARE YOU SITTING ON MY COUCH WITH YOUR DIRTY BOOTS ON MY CARPET?!" You scold him.
To your surprise, he listens, taking off his shoes as he gently puts them down beside the couch.
" Thanks. So what are you doing here? Are you injured?" You ask him, checking him out before walking off into the kitchen to get a glass of water.
He doesn't react for a good minute, his mask covering his face, shielding whatever expression he's housing. To your surprise, his mask unclasps, and fold into itself on the back of his head.
It surprises you. He's handsome but seemingly also tired. You're not entirely sure what he's trying to create between you.
" Wanted to see you again." He tells you straight up, making you even more confused.
" Why?" You ask him.
He shrugs, glancing around your place, seemingly looking for an answer.
" Was wondering what you was like outside of your work. You're nice. It's rare to find people like you." He says, stepping closer to you.
Your expression remains guarded, but you don't step away.
" You were injured, Prowler. I wasn't about to just leave you to die." You tell him.
He cocks his head with the shadow of a smirk on his lips.
" My names Miles." He tells you, setting the rest of your words aside.
You raise a brow in question.
" Better get used to me, Chiquita. We'll be seeing each other more often." He winks before stepping back.
Soon enough he's putting his shoes back on, and his mask gets back on his face.
He's gone barely a minute later.
004
Pairing: Miguel O'Hara X Reader
Genre : Angst turned fluff
Summary : Miguel has been creating distance between the two of you, something he regrets when robbers come to wreck your house. He hopes he's on time to save you.
Warnings: kinda ooc Miguel, reader is injured
Wordcount: 1.2k
Miguel O'Hara Masterlist
Miguel has been creating space between the two of you. And he's well aware of it. He hates it as well. He believes he's doing it to keep you safe. You've always been a distraction to him, in a way. He would usually put you above everything, always. He's not ignoring you though, he can't lose you.
Currently, he's in another dimension, looking trying to wrap up a mission with an anomaly. One of Doc Ock's variants. So far, it hasn't really been going well, the man is strong, the universe he belongs to almost as modern as Miguel's own universe. It makes the job all the more tougher. Currently, he's working with Jessica, and the spiderman of this universe.
" Miguel, he's too strong. You gotta bite him." Jessica calls out through his ear piece.
He cringes under his mask. This Doc Ock was not something he would like putting his fangs in. The man looked disgusting.
" You sure there's absolutely no other way?" He checks.
He can almost hear her scoff.
" You got something better?" She throws back.
He huffs.
" Fine, get him in a corner, and contain his damn tentacles!" He instructs her grumpily.
However, as he's readying to jump off, his watch goes off, vibrating against his wrist. Layla knows he's busy, so it must be important.
When he glances at the screen, he reads your name. He thinks about it for a good second. Back when he programmed Layla, he had instructed her that your name was always allowed to pop up. Especially so since he nearly always told you when he would be busy. He forgot to do so today though. Deciding it must not be important, he ignores the call. However, before he can jump off, his watch goes off again. It's also you, again.
He picks up while jumping off the building, going back into the fight.
" N/N, what is it? Am kinda bu-"
" Miguel!" You whisper shout his name.
It catches his attention. You rarely keep your voice down. You're usually pretty loud.
" Are you ok-"
" P-Please. H-help. I don't- I don't- Shit." The line hangs from your side suddenly.
Miguel feels the hairs on the back of his neck rise at the sound of your exasperated voice. You're definitely in danger.
All at once, he looses a little bit of control. He'd never be able to forgive himself if something were to happen to you, but he also couldn't leave his teammates hanging. Thankfully, they were already in position, restraining Doc Ock successfully.
It doesn't take him long to bite the disgusting man.
After all, his lady needs him.
-
Miguel's breath is uneven, panic filling his chest as he swings towards your building. When he reaches there, his heart shatters. The windows to your specific apartment is broken, glass shattered all over the floor. When he steps in, there's an even bigger mess. Glass everywhere, furniture broken and blood. There's blotches of blood in random places. Yet you're nowhere to be seen. He hopes it's not yours.
" Layla, scan the place for Y/N." Miguel tells the AI softly.
" On it." She tells him, uncharismatically easy.
" I can't find Y/N's signature, but there's a few small heat signatures in her bedroom."
Although full of questions, he goes to check out your bedroom. However, once he's stepped in, he realized it's the small fish tank on your desk. A bunch of fish swimming around like usual.
Before he can panic even more, his watch goes off yet again. He doesn't check to see who it is to pick up.
" Boss?"
It's Margo. Surprising him.
" Margo I'm bus-"
" Y/N is here boss. She's in the med bay."
He hangs up as he swings back to HQ. Thankfully, it doesn't take him long to reach medbay, spotting Margo soon enough.
" Boss!" She calls him.
His mask disappears as he approaches her. His usual scowl replaced by an uncharistic vulnerable look. Margo has never seen him scared before, but than again, you are the last person he has.
" Y/N? Where's she? Is she okay?" He questions her quickly, eyes scanning the place.
she nods, trying to keep him calm.
" Yeah. Don't worry, she's further in the back resting up. She's okay- but she's in bad shape. Come." She informs him, before bringing him to where you're resting up on one of the beds.
Margo calls your name, bringing you out of the headspace your headphones had put you in. She nods to Miguel before leaving the two of you be.
You're indeed in bad shape. You're wearing your own clothes, so he can't see much, but your face is bruised up. A particular nasty one lies under your left eye, and there's another nasty one on your right cheek. Your lip is also split.
The two of you resume your awkward staring fir a moment, as you so often do.
When you open your arms, he easily caves, falling right into your embrace as silent sobs wreck through his body.
" Don't worry, I'm okay." You tell him gently, your voice a whisper.
He knows it's a lie when you flinch as he squeezes you the slightest bit, something you usually really enjoy.
" No you're not. I'm so sorry Perla, I should've been there-"
" This wasn't your fault, Iguel'. " You remind him gently, running a hand over his face as the two of you break apart.
His hand takes hold of your free hand, the weight a gentle reminder that you haven't left him.
" No. I'm supposed to pro-"
" Don't blame yourself like that, please. Your self defense classes really came to good use. And Margo arrived in time. It worked out." You smile at him.
Although he doesn't completely agree, he nods. Your hand falls to your side, folding over your intertwined hands. His free hand moves to gently wipe some stray hairs to the side of your face. You smile at him.
" Your apartment though, it's completely wrecked." He tells you.
You make a pout.
" Did you go to check?" You ask him.
He nods.
" Are Bubbles alive?" You ask him.
He can't help but grin at your words. All your fish are names Bubbles, because you can't tell them apart.
He hums.
" Yeah, they were swimming the same circles as they always are."
" Thank god. I'd be sad if they died. They're cute."
" You know, you can stay with me for now? I don't mind." He suggests, going back to topic.
You look at him blankly for a second.
" Are you sure? I could-"
" I don't mind. " He tells you honestly, ears a little pink.
You nod.
" Depends, can Bubbles come?"
005
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Imagine your dad being a Miguel O’Hara variant and meeting Miguel
Pairing : Platonic! Miguel O'Hara x Earth Bender Reader x Spiderverse
This is really just a really long rant about your dad meeting your dad from a different universe.
Wordcount: 2.2k (oops)
Miguel O’Hara Masterlist || pt.2
Okay so I'm randomly imagining a variant of Miguel who's also living the spiderman life but hasn't been through nearly as much loss as Miguel.
Like this Miguel (let's call him Miguel 2) has lost his wife, but not his kid.
For some reason I also imagine this universe to be something like the Avatar universe (the one with the benders) just without the presence of the actual avatar which is why they would also have superheroes. I also imagine Y/N's mum being an earth bender, which was passed down onto Y/N. And they're quite good at it as well.
Miguel 2 was bitten, but still has a few common powers as Miguel. He has no claws, though he does have fangs. He also has natural webbing and can stick to walls.
I imagine Miguel and Miguel 2 meeting because of an anomaly breech in Miguel 2's universe. And Miguel's utter and complete surprise when he meets a spiderman with the same build as him. ( The man lost his wife, of course he goes gym as well.)
I also imagine the immediate panic Miguel 2 feels when a building collapses on top of you, and a bunch of pedestrians. Like the battle with this misplaced villain would already be raging head on, and suddenly he sees you being buried under a HUGE pile of building and he just sees red. And Miguel isn't sure it's him until Miguel 2 attacks the villain viciously and rips his mask of, using his fangs to knock the villain out with a good amount of venom.
And the surprise Miguel feels in that moment is amazing. Because he never imagined there was another him, never realized in the amount of universes he comes across. His surprise deepens when Miguel 2 runs to the rubble, his movements chaotic and panicky as he pulls rock for rock apart. Miguel 2 is also originally a nonbender, though his parents had been fire benders.
Now imagine Miguel 2's relief when a hole opens up from the ground not too far from him, and you climb out, calling him dad as you help out pedestrians. And now Miguel is surprised, and a little heartbroken. In this universe he doesn't have Gabriella, but he has you.
Miguel 2 helps the pedestrians climb up before pulling you into a hug. You're a little dirty because of the setting, and you've got a few scratches, but otherwise you're unharmed.
Miguel lets the moment happen, only snapping out of it when Lyla reminds him that he should be on his way to HQ.
And he really is about to leave without invading your lives, when Miguel 2 calls out to him and thanks him. Curiously asking who he is and where he's from.
Miguel can't help himself as he explains the entire story. Inviting him on the team. He also glances at you, before inviting you as well.
Now the entire society is surprised when Miguel walks in with not just an anomaly and another spider person, but also you.
And imagine your surprise when he reveals his identity. Only to realize that he's the exact same person as your dad. Your dad is also surprised, but the two are quick to start 'old men talk' as you would dub it. Also, your dad receives a watch, whilst you receive a day pass.
And even though you look physically not anything like your father at all, Miguel still feels that odd connection he felt when he saw Gabriella for the first time. He leads the two of you through the building, paired with an explanation about everything and nothing.
Eventually, he also tells Miguel 2 about Gabriella, and in turn Miguel 2 asks what she'd look like, if she looked at least a little like you, and if he had fallen in love with the same woman. Miguel glances back at you, only to notice you're gone. Miguel 2 simply shakes his hand at your disappearance adding that you do that often when you're bored. It surprises Miguel how loose Miguel 2 is when it comes to keeping tabs on you, but than again, he did see how you saved yourself and a bunch of people within a matter of time. Miguel eventually answers his earlier question with a shake of his head, telling him Gabriella was more of a physical copy of him, and that he had fallen in love with a different woman all together. Miguel 2 hums, accepting the answer before they start talking more about the multiverse.
Miguel also finds out that Miguel 2 doesn't work for Alcamex, but for a company which specializes in creating medicine. He also finds out a lot about you. You're nearly 16 years old, and have a few close friends. You're horrible at school, unable to sit still in classes. You're also a great bender, and according to Miguel 2, one of the best the world might ever see. Miguel was very confused when he explained that you had fully mastered every subbending technique earth bending offered. From sandbending to metalbending to lava bending, you could do it all.
And Miguel couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Miguel 2 has got to spend more than 15 years with you, while he lost Gabriella at a young age. On top of that you seem to be thriving, and Miguel 2 doesn't need to lie to you. Doesn't have to hide his spiderman identity for you. ( When Miguel asked how Miguel 2 merely smiled and explained that it was a little hard to hide when it was just the two of you, adding on top of that that you share their hard headed trait.)
I can also imagine Y/N managing to find the rest of the teens (Hobie, Miles, Gwen, Margo, Pavitr, really everyone!) in spider HQ, and getting along with them quite easily. They all have a lot of questions about why you're here as a nonspider, and even more when you tell them your dad is coincidentally also Miguel.
I also think Y/N would connect best with Hobie and Ben Reilly (the one from ultimate spiderman- not atsv). Because Hobie does whatever he wants and Ben is continuously grumpy, and distant, a trait that goes well with your laid back extrovert personality.
I can also imagine Y/N managing to grab a hold of a webshooter somehow, and being taught how to swing through by the rest.
I definitely imagine Y/N casually swinging into the lab and trying to impress her dad and Miguel by trying to swing straight onto the platform. Which you of course would miss, jumping too late and instead plummeting towards the floor. A neon red web shoots out on time to give you a really soft landing though, basically bouncing you on your feet before you're on the ground.
Miguel had expected Miguel 2 to react as well, but he simply shook his head. When Miguel gives him a judging look, he shrugs, adding a 'trust me, they gotta learn the hard way'. Because Miguel 2 knows how you won't stop unless you fall flat on your face or break something. And so you start swinging again, this time making a funny landing on the platform with an 'oof' as you plop on your butt before getting up and dusting yourself off.
And than Miguel's watching as you and your dad start arguing. " Did you know that most spider people don't have organic webs? They use these things! Hobie let me use his- that reminds me you should meet Hobie!-" You babble on for a bit. Miguel watches as Miguel 2 simply smiles, hanging onto your every word before he replies. " Yeah well, we should be grateful we don't have web shooters in our universe." " Why not? Can't we try to make some? It'd be fun!" " No." " Why not? Give me one good reason-" " You're an earth bender. You're powerless in the sky." " Oh right, forgot about that for a second."
Meanwhile the other teens are all stood below the platform on the ground. Their surprise evident as they see how an exact copy of Miguel is smiling, obviously content with everything around him. It also isn't until you're tugging at your father's arm to meet your new friends that Miguel starts lowering the platform.
Miguel is in turn surprised to see Ben Reilly among the others, considering the male usually prefers to remain by himself. He also can't help but be fond of the way you speak, all enthusiast about introducing your new friends (even introducing Hobie and Ben as your new besties.)
Eventually the group falls into conversation, and your worlds normalcy about bending the elements is brought up. Which in turn bring up your bending, to which Hobie in turn challenges you, saying you wouldn't be able to win from him.
Miguel is surprised when you turn to him, asking if there's a space in which you two can spar. Miguel is surprised, having expected that you would ask your dad, but eventually tells you there is. To Miguel's surprise, Miguel 2 puts a hold on it, adding that you're defenseless without wrecking the building. Everyone is confused when you tell him about your wristbands, and showcase your pockets full of rocks in them. Even Miguel himself is skeptical, considering Hobie is definitely has the advantage due to the field. Miguel 2 eventually nods when you showcase your pockets.
And so the group finds themselves downstairs, watching a sparring field from the side. Hobie smirks at you, teasingly adding that you're free to tap out any time and that he'll go easy on you. You in return laugh, before telling him the same, except you won't go easy. Your battle begins and you don't attack straight away. Instead you avoid all Hobie's advances, avoiding kick after punch after elbow. It takes a while before you oppose his attacks. Neither of you have used your powers at this point yet. It isn't until he tries to punch you again that you react, blocking his punch, you throw a punch back yourself, sending him a step back. Hobie's surprised, and eventually takes off. He starts throwing webs at you. Nearly everyone (except for your dad) is excited when your bracelets start deforming with your movements, shaping them and reshaping them from blades to balls, breaking webs or misdirecting them, or sometimes simply jumping out of the way. Eventually, you manage to throw a good hard ball into his stumic, which causes him to let go of his web. Seizing the moment, you take your metal ball again, giving him a final blow to send him to the ground. You're grinning as you stand over him when he's laid on the ground, your body still in a fighting stance whilst your ball has divided into smaller balls, floating around you.
He smiles as he tells you you've admittedly won, and you help him up with a hand. You smile and nod when he tells you that you should come around more often, adding that he wants a rematch. Your dad also gives you that proud smile of his that he rarely gives you.
You and the rest of the teens have started conversation again, and now it's all about your bending. Miguel and Miguel 2 listening instead of participating. Everyone is surprised when you tell them that metal bending isn't your best skill, and the excitement grows as you Tell them about lava bending. Happy to show them your actual skill, you take a few rocks out of your pocket, and let them melt into a ninja star made of lava. Everyone's eyes are big, completely impressed by this skill. Even Miguel is left speechless (which isn't noticeable, but still.) It isn't until Miguel 2 takes a look at his regular watch that he tells you it's time to go.
You pout, and ask if you'll be able to come back sometime. Everyone automatically turns to look at Miguel, and he sighs before telling you you might, adding a lame excuse about how you're good to train with.
And so you'll eventually depart after greeting almost everyone in a hug before you all but jump through.
You might not be a spider person, but spider society is definitely also a place for you.
Bonus:
" Y'know, I would've left you behind if you would have lost that fight with Hober." Your dad teases you over dinner later that day.
The two of you had decided on simple take out.
" His name's Hobie dad." You roll your eyes with a smile, before taking a bite.
" Besides, that's okay. I would have my hands on some web shooters by now. " You grin.
He sighs.
" You're never going to let that go, will you?"
" No, I still think we should really give it a shot."
" No."
" Did you at least notice my pun? Shot?"
Your dad shakes his head.
" I should've really followed the instructions on those 'how to raise a kid' books."
005
Pairing : Miguel O'Hara X Best Friend Reader
Genre : fluff
Summary : Miguel being Miguel at his finest.
Wordcount: 1.4k
Miguel O’Hara Masterlist
This is a direct continuation of 004. : )
Surprisingly enough (or somewhat not), it doesn't take long before the two of you fall into an easy routine. It takes Miguel a total of two days before he's completely used to having your presence the little amount more around than usual
It scares Miguel how natural it feels to share his bed with you, and to live with you. It's now been a little over two weeks since you've been staying at his place, and he absolutely loves it. Not that he's willing to admit that to anyone.
He loves how easy it is to come home to a freshly cooked meal, or to cook together when he finds the time for it. He loves waking up next to you, wrapped up into one another. You relax him to a level where he actually has to put an alarm clock on in order to wake up on time. Sleeping more comfortably with you next to him.
The attack at your place did shake him though, having brought him right back into his paranoia about losing you. Just a little more than before. He's strict in the simple rule of wanting to pick you up when you have a shift until late. He's also adamant about dropping you off when you start early. (The shop you work at is open from 8-21', morning shifts start at 6'.)
Currently it's afternoon, and your shift ended about 10 minutes ago. You're on your way to his lab, and should be arriving soon. At least, he hopes you arrive soon. Peter B is in his lab, and keeps on telling him about Mayday, who's also crawling all over the place.
Miguel sighs once more as Peter just wouldn't stop talking.
" Peter. I really don't care. Go bother someone else." Miguel grumbles, hoping Peter will take the obvious hint and leave.
To his disappointment, he doesn't. Things get even more interesting annoying when one of the recently recruited spider woman walk into the lab.
He doesn't like her. Not even a little bit. He doesn't understand why Ben brought her in. She was an okay spiderwoman, but maybe not yet great enough for the multiverse. He still trusts Ben though, trusting his judgement on this one.
" Hi Peter, hi Miguel!" She calls to both of them with a smile.
Miguel can't even remember her name.
Peter enthusiastically calls back to her whilst Miguel himself grumbles a forced greeting in response.
She wordlessly slings herself onto his platform as well, smiling as she holds out a box to him.
He raises a brow at her in question.
" I heard you usually tend to skip lunch unless someone reminds you, so I decided to bring you some empanadas, I heard you like those." She smiles.
He admits the gesture is sweet. But he can't be bothered to give a damn when he knows you're on your way with freshly baked goodies. (The cafe you work at is also a fresh bakery.)
" Y/N's on her way with my lunch." He deadpans, no emotion visible on his face.
He has no idea if you actually are, but you usually bring him something.
Nameless spiderwoman blushes in embarrassment, something Peter is able to help with.
" Hey, Mayday and I haven't eaten yet! We'll take em." He smiles.
" Don't let Mayday eat in my lab, Peter. It'll be a mess." Miguel warns Peter, who hums and skip off.
Spider woman remains, something Miguel doesn't really understand, but whatever.
As if on que, he hears your footsteps nearing from down the hall, and so he lowers his platform wordlessly.
Just as the platform almost nears the ground, you walk in. Miguel can't help himself when a slight smile pulls at his face.
With some struggles, and a helping hand, you manage to climb onto the platform.
" Thanks. Also, here's your lunch. We were making croissants this morning. One has chocolate by the way, I'm only willing to share that one if you ask nicely." You tell him, setting a paper bag onto his desk.
You turn to the spider woman with a smile, surprising her.
" Hi, I'm sorry I haven't introduced myself yet- I'm Y/N. Not a spider person, I just mostly hang out around HQ when I'm not working." You grin, holding out your hand for her.
She takes it, smiling politely.
" Hi. My name is Mary Jane, but I mostly go by MJ." She smiles as well.
" Was I interrupting anything?" You ask as you glance back at Miguel, who's munching on a croissant.
MJ opens her mouth to reply, but Miguel beats her to it.
" No, you're fine. She was just leaving." Miguel says, giving MJ a pointed look.
MJ turns pink in embarrassment again before mumbling out a greeting and swinging away.
" You sure I didn't?" You ask him. " She seemed to have something to say." You tell him.
He shrugs.
" I don't really care to be honest. " He tells you.
You hum, before plopping into his desk chair and opening up something on your phone.
" Hey so I've been looking around, and I found a new apartment. It's a little farther away, and even smaller, but it's in a nicer neighborhood and has better security." You tell him, opening up the site on your phone to show him.
However, when you turn your phone to face him , you find him already looking at you, as if he meant to tell you something a while ago.
" Right." He starts, glancing at the screen of your phone before he wipes his mouth of crumbs with his sleeve. " So uhm, I was actually thinking...- What if you stay with me?" He asks, eyes showcasing that kind of vulnerability he only shows with you.
You blink at him.
" You can't be serious right?" You ask him eventually.
" What?"
" Look. You're my best friend. And you always will be. But don't be mistaken that I didn't notice how you cast me aside until I was in danger two weeks ago, Miguel. You can't just treat me like that, save me, and expect us to share a space on your name in which you could kick me out whenever you want." You tell him.
There's no bite in your words, no ill intentions. Miguel knows he messed up with the stupid idea of creating distance between the two of you, now he isn't even sure why he made that decision.
" Look, uhm, I- I don't know how to explain this to you, but I have a sort of valid... reason? I didn't do it because I was bored of you or something. I know I never will be, in fact." He tells you, stepping closer to you as he takes your free hand in his.
" I'll tell you when I'm ready. I promise. But for now, I just can't tell you." He tells you quietly.
In truth, his reasoning is pretty wacky. He's fallen for you. Hard. And he was afraid of his own feelings, still is, but just slightly less.
You sigh, but nod.
" Look, I trust you. Just promise me you won't randomly kick me out and we can see if this works out." You tell him, your thumb running comforting patterns over his hand.
He visibly brightens up at your words as he nods. " Okay." He smiles softly.
The two of you are now so close, it's incredibly tempting to kiss you right now. Almost giving into the moment to bend down and connect your lips to his- he's grateful to be distracted when one of his screens showcase a circling movement, signaling an anomaly.
You turn to look at it as well- were you too swept up in the moment?
" Right. Work. " You hum as you pick out your chocolate croissant from the bag on top of his table.
[ A/N: Anyone one has any ideas for this one shot-series book? I'm lowkey running out of scenarios except for a selected few but I don't feel like quitting these two just yet.]
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Imagine your dad being a Miguel O’Hara variant and meeting Miguel pt.2
Pairing : Platonic! Miguel O'Hara x Earth Bender Reader x Spiderverse
I am back with my rant. anyway, it’s pt.2 to this,
Wordcount: 1.3k
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OKAY SO
We're back on the rant.
Because someone (cough @arianaw30) commented about how Miguel would also be like a dad to Y/N whilst Miguel 2, her actual dad, is on a mission.
And I totally agree.
Like imagine Miguel 2 being sent out on a mission and Y/N just deciding to hang out at HQ for the day. And this mission is on a regular week day so most teen spiders and regular spider people would be out and about in their regular lives.
Which leaves Y/N with Miguel. (And her bestie Ben Reilly, but he sleeps until it's practically night, soo-)
I can also imagine that Y/N received their own gizmo. And that they'd hack it. Because although they might hate actually learning stuff because they simply can't sit still, they are still very intelligent. Like they'd mess around with the colours, and as a bender with the surrounding pieces of metal as well. They'd definitely change the colour of the screen and remodel the whole thing, complaining before that it looks a little bland and boring.
Miguel would surprisingly be okay with it as well. He didn't make it to look specifically nice, more because it'd be useful. And he's got a soft spot for you. If it were anyone else he'd be yelling already.
Miguel 2 would also have told you bits about Miguel back at home. Like he would have told you that he's cold because he lost people close to him. He does leave out how one of those people was a variant of you.
Miguel and Miguel 2 are very different in taking care of you. Miguel 2 is the type to leave you be until you royally mess up, because he knows you best. Miguel himself is more the overprotective type, refusing to let you go on a mission, and also not to keen on having anyone spar with you.
Anyway, whenever it's mainly just the two of you, you keep him company. And although you're not a kid, you're surprisingly easily amused. (That's also because technology isn't as far advanced in your world as it is in his.) You can talk for hours on end with both Lyla and Miguel. Once Miguel asked how you don't feel offended when he's grumpy or particularly agressive, and you replied with a confused cock of your hand and the exact words 'what do you mean? You're my dad, of course I know you better than anyone.' And although you're technically not 100% his, he realizes you're right. Because Miguel 2 and Miguel are generally the same, save for a specific few details.
And I can also imagine Miguel keeping a closer eye on Ben Reilly when the two of you grow even closer. Neither of you have feelings for one another, your personalities simply bounce off one another with ease. Miguel still can't help himself, Just the classic 'don't marry until you're old type'.
Everything does come to tension when you're hanging out with Ben one day, and your dad, Miguel 2, calls for back up desperately. The call is through Ben's watch, because you're technically forbidden to interfere as you're no spider person. But you're stubborn, double so as you're from the Earth kingdom and an O'Hara. And so you of course jump anyway, sending yourself into this new universe.
You don't bother appreciating the beauty of this universe, instead choosing to directly go looking for your dad. And you're quick to find him, under a tentackle of doc ock. A villain your powers give you an advantage of, as the man has a lot of metal on him.
Now imagine Doc Ock's surprise when you rip off his tentackle with a few precise movements of your body.
There were already two spider people on his ass (your father and Peter B Parker), and now you've also joined.
Now the battle continues mostly with Doc Ock focused on you, and with you setting his 'tentackles' stuck in the ground, bending them to be unmoveable one by one. Your Miguel is already back on his feet and on his way to you, but meanwhile Peter B Parker is completely and utterly amazed by your performance here. (He hasn't met you yet.)
Dock Ock has a lot of arms, and eventually he manages to bring a scratch on your face. Not much more, because that was his last tentackle. Unhappy with his doing, you create a ninja star out of lava, and cut this arm off, before whacking him in the face with it. You're not merciless though, so you bend his tentackle arm closed to keep him from making a mess with the fluids that run out of it, closing it off.
Miguel 2 pulls you behind him roughly after that, trapping the man in their odd red prison thingy. Cue a little while later when you're in Miguel's lab with a few stitches in your face, and not one, but two dads being mad at you.
For the first time, they agree on why they're mad at you; you weren't supposed to be there. The both of them yell in that classic angry dad type of way for a bit, before they eventually calm down. And than they grow all soft when you softly whisper out a 'I didn't want to lose you too.' Breaking their hearts just a bit. And Miguel 2 crouches down to where you're seated comfortably on the ground and simply hugs you, telling you he never would and that you would be okay. All you do is hum in reply, and Miguel 2 messes up your hair as he often does affectionately before seeing the look on Miguel's face and giving you two space by leaving, claiming he needs a shower (you agree).
Miguel doesn't really know what to say, but he wants to comfort you aswell. Eventually he settles with telling you that if something were to happen to your dad, you'd still have a home here in the society. You hum, before looking up at him, a question clear in your eyes. When he tells you to ask away, you fill his heart with a kind of pride that he hasn't felt in a long while. You ask him if you could follow in his footsteps. You want to work in the society as well, and be able to do what he's able to do, admitting that you look up to him. And he smiles in that kind of way he only dies around you, nodding and telling you he'll teach you his ways.
Miguel might have lost a daughter once, but it seems he's gained one along the way as well.
Hey their
I was wondering if you could make a headcanon of Miguel and the reader being best friends please
OFC I CAN <3
Okay sO
First off, I imagine Miguel and Y/N knowing each other from a young age
Either from elementary school, or through their parents.
For now I'll go with the elementary school option,
So the two of you definitely know each other since a long while, sticking around through both the good and the bad times.
I also see Y/N as a bit of a nosy friend, especially so since Miguel tends to keep most things to himself (or everything given the chance.)
Anyway, I'm going to skip most of their childhood because it isn't as interesting as after he's bitten.
Miguel would definitely try to keep a distance from Y/N after he's found out about his powers, especially since he doesn't entirely know how to deal with the consequences of his new abilities.
And of course Y/N would eventually just break his shell, and demand answers.
Que Miguel just showing them and Y/N being completely speechless for a bit, before going 'What're you going to do now?'.
Eventually, you become his person in the chair before Lyla is even created.
(Speaking of Lyla, you might be the one to create her. Creating her as a practical best friend first and a 'business AI' second.)
I also imagine you'd definitely be there when it comes to creating the Spider Society.
Like that building is huge and the interior is downright badass but who could make that happen without Miguel revealing his identity?
Boom > you
Because plot twist you're not just good with computers, you're also great at designing stuff (aka most of spider society, and the biggest part of the Gizmo)
You're there from the start, from before the spider society grew big, and before he made the grave mistake of living in a universe he didn't belong to.
You warned him, you really did, but he wouldn't listen to you.
You're also the person he falls back on for comfort when he destroys Gabriella and the universe she's from.
He tells you all about his guilt, and how it should absolutely never happen again.
After that he's more of a ghost of the person you're used to.
Yet you never leave him.
He's your best friend after all.
You help him heal.
You're the person who cares for him when he can't seem to care for himself.
And you're also the only person he turns to outside of being spiderman.
The only person who could get him out of his lab for a few hours to go to the movie theatre because something came out you really wanted to see.
He doesn't mind spending time with you outside of the spider society, feeling incredibly grateful that he has you by his side.
(Down below is you as his romantic interest in his life aswell.)
What he also wouldn't tell you is that in this universe, you're his partner. Gabriella's other parents. Which makes it all the harder.
Because he's liked you as more than a friend in this universe since forever, so it definitely hurts when he found out that you are everything he wishes to be with you in this other universe.
You'll never know the truth behind his cries when he cries into your arms when he comes back.
Because he feels like he's responsible for killing the other you as well, a variant of the person he loves so much.
He feels guilty for crying in your arms as well.
Especially because he knows that if you were to know the truth, you'd probably forgive him, and tell him that he at least learned from this.
He'd also definitely be overprotective of you afterwards.
Often trying to keep you close to him for no apparent reason.
Also because he loves your presence.
But also because he's scared something might happen to you when you're outside of the society, or while he's in another universe whilst you're here.
You're the only person he'll ever love, he thinks.
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Pairing : Miguel O' Hara X Reader
Genre : fluff
Summary : You and Miguel are looking for a new place. And he might be feeling a little jealous/ insecure when your new colleague gets too close to you.
Wordcount: 1.4k
- Previously; Someone had broken into Miguel his best friend's apartment, yours. He doesn't understand why, or who, but he's pretty content with the current situation. You living with him. Or see 004 & 005-
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Miguel has had the same questions since people had broken into your apartment.
Who were they, and what did they want? They hadn't taken anything valuable from your place apart from your laptop, which you rarely use. ( You use your tablet more often.)
You still live with him, and so far, neither of you have brought up the suggestion of you getting your own room, or anything like that. Instead though, you have mentioned that the two of you really need more space. His studio apartment seemingly not as comfortable enough for two people. Initially, he wondered why, but he realizes you do have a point considering the two of you are pretty cooped up in the studio apartment.
It isn't really a secret that Miguel is pretty well covered in the finance area, and you got yourself covered nicely as well with your paycheck. And while you've been looking at places that are more suitable for your budget aswell, he's been looking at more expensive apartments, even coming across a penthouse he liked. It wasn't far from HQ (in fact, you could see it from the view there) and wasn't far off your work either. It had a good security system, and it had a beautiful view of the city skyline. (Something he doesn't entirely care about, but he knows you'll appreciate it.)
Currently, he's packing his laptop up, readying himself to go to your barista shift, which should be ending in about 10 minutes. After that you two would hang around your work place to check out places together for a bit.
It's been a while since Miguel wore something else than his suit, and he finds himself being a little picky with what to wear. He wants to look good for you. Eventually, he settles on jeans that fit his form nicely, and a dull red shirt. He foregoes a jacket, considering the weather outside is nice.
It doesn't take him long after that to leave the building, receiving a few surprised looks from certain spider people as he navigates out of the building and to the streets.
Soon enough he reaches your workplace, and you're nowhere in sight just yet. A coworker of yours walks up to him.
" Oh hey Miguel. Long time no see." Your coworker and friend Niah walks up to him with a smile.
Miguel greets her as well, and soon enough the two of them have an easy conversation. After a bit of waiting, you walk out from the backroom but you're not alone. You walk with a guy your age, laughing at something he says. Miguel can't help but feel an ugly ping of jealousy at the interaction.
Niah must've caught onto it, because she grins before walking off, telling him to take a seat. She walks over to you next. As she speaks to you, you turn and wave to Miguel, making your way over to him, your features visibly lighting up.
Soon enough, you're seated beside him, greeting him in a small side hug.
" Hey, what would you like to drink, I'll make it for you." You tell him with a grin.
" Just coffee s' fine."
" Nah, we're not doing that. I'll make you something better." And soon enough you're hopping off, back to the counter.
The unknown employee behind the counter visibly lights up as you approach. Miguel doesn't like how close he stands beside you. Miguel can recognize that look in his eyes, he knows because he holds the same one. He especially doesn't like it when he tries to set a casual hand on your waist, something you move out of way from smoothly.
It doesn't take you long to return, a drink in each hand. He already knows it's going to be incredibly sweet. Thankfully he has a sweet tooth, much like you.
" Okay, so-" You tell him, taking out your tablet and wacky little keyboard as he takes out his laptop.
" I've come across a few spots. Wait lemme pull up-" You start talking about several apartments, pulling up a few windows on your tablet.
While Miguel is paying attention, he's also aware that the nameless employee is keeping an eye at the both of you. Miguel is generally not really a fan of physical affection outside the comfort of your shared home, but he can't keep to himself as he sets his arm over the back of the booth behind you. It's a possessive move, and he's very much aware of that. He hopes the nameless employee gets the message.
Meanwhile you've started talking about multiple homes. They're all neat, and more spacious than the small studio apartment, but he still has his eyes on the penthouse apartment. It does have better security after all, and it's utterly gorgeous. The homes you're pointing out are smaller, more on the cozy side. You keep talking about how the rent is more do-able to split for you, though Miguel has no intention of having you pay for it.
He hums along as you talk about one of the apartments who you've chosen.
" Okay. They're definitely not bad. But I've been thinking about something else, kind off." He smiles slightly.
You nod at him, and he opens up his laptop, pulling up the penthouse he saw.
Your eyes widen. The Price isn't on the website, but you could tell that it was definitely expensive.
" Miguel baby, I hate to point this out, but this is definitely above my barista budget." You tell him, a worried crease in your brow.
He shakes his head. " The site doesn't say anything about the price. We might as well give it a try." He suggests.
You give him a look, catching up to his plans.
" Miguel, that is really sweet, but I'm not your sugar baby. I want to pay part of the rent too." You point out.
He hums, knowing you would've said this.
" How about this. I do most of the rent, you do a little bit and the gas and electricity bill?" He suggests.
You hum.
" Okay. Sounds fair." You agree with him.
From the corner of his eye, he sees your weird colleague approach.
" Uhm, hey, Y/N, I just wondered if I could maybe have yo-"
" You do realize I'm her boyfriend, right?" Miguel cuts the poor guy off casually.
" Oh. Uhm. Nevermind. " Your colleague scrambles off, obviously embarrassed.
You turn to him surprised.
" Boyfriend?" You ask him once the guy's out of earshot.
Miguel turns pink, a lot less smooth with the realization that he's laid his feelings now open on the table. He clears his throat, looking away from you for a good second.
" Uhm, yeah- I mean, no?- I mean I definitely wouldn't mind-"
He's cut off as you softly press your lips to his suddenly, stealing the words right out of his mouth. His response is quick, kissing you back with the same want. You pull away all too sudden to his liking, but nonetheless he's incredibly happy you finally did.
" I've liked you too. For quite a bit." You smile.
[ A/N: Yay, they're finally together. I think I'm gunna write a total of 10 serie/shots of them before I move on to writing crap again lmao. Also, special thanks to ' I'm low on gas and you need a jacket' by Pierce The Veil otherwise they wouldn't have gotten together just yet lmao.]
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Forever Home
Pairing : Platonic Miguel O' Hara X Teen, Symbiote Reader
Genre : Angst which turns into fluff
Summary : You find yourself afraid to lose your home when Toxin slips up.
Requested/idea by: @jewelk4 ( I altered it a little bit)
Wordcount: 1.2k
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It happens in a fit of rage. You gasp as tears spring to the corners of your eyes, whilst Miguel stills.
Your symbiote's form, Toxin's form, is still wrapped around you. A second layer of skin draped over your own which protects you, leaving out only your head.
You didn't mean to hit Miguel, but Toxin worked to it's own accord sometimes. You were arguing about the symbiote. Miguel wanted to help you 'get rid of it'. When you want nothing of the sort. Before Toxin, you were sick, and spent days in a hospital bed.
You can see Miguel's eyes flicker red at you.
He's mad. He is definitely pissed.
A quick flashback of memories hits you in the face. This is how you lost your parents. You were so happy when you weren't sick anymore. You parents were in the beginning too, until they found out what had cured you. They tried getting Toxin out of you violently back than, offering you up for a few tests from some crazy scientist. You had escaped, but not without leaving a few injured. After that it had been you and Toxin for a while, until an anomaly had popped up. Which in turn lead you to Miguel, who had come to help you only to find out that you were doing the work by yourself without issue.
" Who're you?" Toxin's lower voice hisses at the spiderman who stumbled into your dimension.
Even from beneath the layer of skin, you were watching curiously.
" My name is Miguel O'Hara. I'm spiderman from another dimension. I lead an elite-"
There was no time for his speech as the rhino variant charged again. Spiderman, or Miguel as he says his name is, avoids the hit. Toxin refused to do so.
With incomparable strength, he stops the crazed man in a metallic rhino suit. Reforming his hand into a large spike, he drills it into the machine, making it malfunction.
Miguel watches the scene with wide eyes. The battle ending in a heartbeat as Toxin also squeezes, the suit breaking up into a mess underneath his powerful grip.
Originally, when Miguel started the society, he didn't want any symbiotes on the team. He had encountered them before. He knew of Venom, and Carnage. Carnage specifically was crazed, and unstable. They were powerful, but all seemed to have a taste for blood. Except for Toxin. Although he seemed to have it as well, he had it paired with a taste for justice.
Later, Miguel learned that was because he had you. You set the morals. He had been utterly surprised when he had come back to your universe and found out you were it's host. You were barely a teenager. No older than fifteen.
" I-"
" I know who you are." Your voice was guarded.
Miguel had no idea where you stayed, or why you seemed to be alone.
" You're the symbiote's host."
At his statement, you took a step back. The few people from your world who knew what a symbiote was were dead, all dead by your hands. You didn't have a choice. They tried to kill you first after all.
" Yeah, so?" You ask him, trying to look indifferent.
" I lead an elite strike force dedicated to save the multiverse. I think you could be of great help."
Miguel had tried to form his words carefully. He didn't want to end up in a fight with you.
'Ask him what's in it for us.' Toxin's voice sounded through the back of your mind.
" What's in it for us?"
" A team. A place to stay. Warm meals. A life off the streets.
All it had taken was one look at the world you live in for you to say yes.
And now, a year later, Miguel has found himself caring for you like a father would. He kept a close watch on what you did, where you went, and your schooling which he brought back up. In truth, he gave you an opportunity to live in a normal society again.
An opportunity you were now scared you had failed.
" I-"
You were cut off as Toxin's form engulfed you.
" We remain as a we. Do not try to separate us." Toxin hisses angrily at Miguel as it steps closer, before turning off and webbing out of his lab into the hallway.
Miguel can't help the yell in frustration.
" Layla! What's their location?!" He asks her angrily, ready to chase you down.
" Miguel, I don't think you should. Give them a little time. They're your kid. If you look for them now, you will say something you regret." Layla advised.
He shot the AI an angry look, but she doesn't budge.
With a deep breath, he buries himself in his work again.
It takes a while, but after a few hours, Layla opens a new holographic screen showcasing surveillance footage of you sitting on the roof of spider HQ upside down.
With a sigh, Miguel makes his way over.
" I thought you'd be here." He greets you, standing on the upside side of the roof above you.
" No you didn't. You probably pulled up a security camera." You huff back, knowing him all too well.
He chuckles, a little embarrassed that he's caught. But then again, you are his kid. Nearly no one knows him better than you.
" Can you come here please? So we can talk."
You don't reply, but you do come up to him. You look sad, avoiding eye contact as you cross your arms over one another.
He has to tell you the truth.
" I lost a family that wasn't mine to lose. You know that right?"
You hum, confused by his words.
" I have gained one along the way, again. You. I see you as my kid, Y/N. I'm sorry for my words, but sometimes I crave or a normalcy that we can't have. I got carried away." He tells you.
You give him a glance at you look at him, eyes filled with concern.
" So you're not kicking us off the team?" You ask him, your voice small.
His eyes soften as he looks at you.
" Of course not. Why would I ever do that?" He's genuinely confused by how you came by that idea.
" I just- I don't know. Last time I let Toxin slip it ended a little bad." You admit.
He sighs.
" You have a home here. I promised you that. And this will always be your home.-"
" With you?" You ask him, your eyes showing how vulnerable you feel.
" With me.-" He confirms.
He's surprised as you engulf him in a big hug. You wrap your arms tight around his middle, burying your face in his chest.
" I was scared we messed up." You murmur.
Shock melting off his face, a small smile makes its way as he wraps his arms tightly around you, keeping you close. He doesn't say anything, but he doesn't need to. He'll always be a home for you.
[ A/N: Im working on all the rewuests gimme a while : ) ]
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Pairing : Platonic Miguel O' Hara X Teen, Daughter, Symbiote Reader
Genre : Mostly fluff, canon level violence, tinge of angst
Summary : Hiding your symbiote from your father was pretty easy. Until it wasn't anymore
Requested/idea by: @graesage
Wordcount: 1.2k
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You really shouldn't have messed around back in the day in Alchamex. While your father had been off and about his about multiverse research, you had slipped into the hallway and into a seperate room where you found a bunch of funny liquid looking vials.
There, you found Toxin. It had escaped from it's vial, and slipped under your skin. It was so quick, you thought it was okay. That nithing remoteable had happened, though you did have a funny feeling.
Until you had looked into the mirror that night, surprised to see someone completely different in there. Because it was still light outside, you had shaken your head, thinking it was just a funny trick of the light. It wasn't, and you fainted when you found out that it could speak.
When you woke again, you were on the couch. And you weren't alone. There was a new voice in your head, a new kind of power in your system.
Eventually, you got to test it out. And testing you did. Now you just had to hide it. You couldn't let your father know. Your father is spiderman after all, so hiding the symbiote was much more easier than expected.
He was always busy running the multiverse. And now, from time to time, you would join in to help. Your watch is concealed by Toxin's skinlike suit, which leaves people in question how you really enter different dimensions when you jump out of the same portal they do. Lyla was the one who had given you the watch, helping you keep it a secret.
For a good while, you manage to hide your identity quite well.
" What hapened?" You ask your father as he steps into his lab.
You were helping him do his job as you so often do, looking at his screens while he's out. You're munching on a bar of chocolate as he steps in.
He looks a little roughed up, which is expected after the rough fight with a Mysterio variant.
" That spiderwoman showed up again." He huffs, approaching the platform.
You hum.
" Is that bad?"
" Yes and no. She's helping out for some reason. But we can't manage to track her signal. Which is annoying. Also you should really lessen on the chocolate. You've been eating as much as an addict would the past few weeks." He points out, barely glancing at the treat in your hands, stepping onto the platform.
" I've always been addicted though. Besides, if this spiderwoman is helping, why is she an issue?" You point out.
He starts messing around with the screens.
" Not like the past few weeks, you haven't. I'm surprised you didn't gain weight. And because I don't know her intentions. A lot of villains were a friend before they turned sides." He points out.
" My chocolate addiction isn't that bad. But you're saying she's a spiderwoman. What's the harm? Maybe you should invite her on the team." You huff before shrugging.
" She's usually gone before I get as much as a chance to do so. And I'm not sure if she really is a spiderwoman. Her suit is just,, different."
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It all comes down when a Clash variant escapes. You and Toxin were less prepared than expected, as Clash's powers involved high frequencies, including the ones you're sensitive to.
" You! You're no spiderman!" Clash calls to you, engulfed in Toxin's form.
Toxin cocks its head. " So what?" It asks before charging.
Clash fumbles around with his machine, before it releases a high pitched sound, which disturbs Toxin's form. And so the inevitable happens.
Toxin pulls back into it's liquid like, globby form, jumping away midair against its will. Meanwhile, you're now stuck falling towards the ground, with absolutely nothing to protect you.
From a distance, Miguel's eyes widen, and he reacts quickly. Setting off, he webs his way towards your plummeting form. He catches you barely a few metres from the ground, and you look up at him sheepishly while he glares down at you, obviously not happy.
" I can explain-"
He sets you down on the ground, glancing at your watch, the pieces falling in place in his mind.
" Go home. We'll talk later."
He turns around, readying himself back into the fight. You sigh. You don't want to stay on the side. Knowing arguing with him is useless, you turn, leaving in a random direction to find Toxin.
However, you're not paying attention, and your eyes widen as a piece of rubble comes right for you.
-
When you wake up again, you're in the med bay. You've been here to visit your friends when they're injured. It feels a little weird to be the injured one now.
You're not alone. You're missing Toxin's presence, but Jess is by your side.
" Hey." She smiles.
You try to smile too, even though it hurts. Everything hurts. The rubble got a good piece of you. Your entire body is hurting.
" I know you're in pain, sweetheart. Miguel's on his way, said he went to get something that might help." She tells you, setting a hand on top of yours.
You carefully nod, before closing your eyes to rest again. Jess stays with you, a comfortable silence settling over you.
Your mind is a bit of a mess. Toxin doesn't belong in the universe it's left behind in, which makes it an anomaly. You're worried for it's wellbeing. And you don't doubt that your father is mad at you. You just hope you can convince him to find Toxic, who can in turn heal you.
About twenty minutes pass before you hear the door open. And by the footsteps you can recognise it's your father.
" Hey. Can you leave us for a moment? I need to talk to her." Miguel asks Jessica.
She sighs, but stands up nonetheless.
" Don't be too rough on her." She tells him, setting a hand on his shoulder before leaving.
The minute she closes the door behind her, you open your eyes.
" Dad, I-"
With a sigh, he sets a hand down on your own, and you're left surprised when a glob of red and blue forms and passes through his skin, and over yours, before settling itself into your skin.
Miguel watches with concealed amazement as Toxin's form devolps yours, your IV and whatever else was attached falling off as he speeds up your healing process. It only takes a moment, and soon enough he shrinks back into your skin, and you're feeling much. much better.
' I'm back.' Toxin's voice sounds through your mind.
" No shit." You whisper.
You stretch before turning to face your father.
" Does this mean I'm on the team?"
To your surprise, he nods. His hands placing themselves on his hips, signaling he has more to say.
" But we're going to set rules. I'm going to mentor you. And you'll need to listen to what I say, got it?" He tells you with a strict eyebrow up.
You smile as you nod enthusiastically.
" Yeah, of course!"
" And no more secrets, okay kid?"
" None. I promise!" You grin, engulfing him in a big hug.
He easily returns the embrace. a small smile making it's way onto his face.
[ A/N: If anyone knows a title feel free to share I do not lol. ]
007
Pairing : Miguel O' Hara X Reader
Genre : Angst, violence
Summary : The people who broke into your apartment take you. Miguel sure as hell won't let them keep you.
Wordcount: 1.4k
Trigger warning¿: Violence, Miguel tears through skin like it's paper, Reader is injured
- Previously; Someone had broken into Miguel his best friend's apartment, yours. He doesn't understand why, or who, but he's pretty content with the current situation. You living with him. Now things have changed, he's finally owned up to his feelings, and the two of you have moved into a beautiful penthouse. Or see 004, 005 & 006-
[ A/N: Special thanks to @dammittjanet for helping me out with this chapter < 3.]
Miguel O'Hara Masterlist
It happens when he least expects it.
You're returning from hanging out with your friends when you're taken. Miguel has no time to guess who had been targeting you anymore. Time is expensive now.
He's a complete and utter mess, uncharistic chaos following his every move. HQ has become a bit of a mess. Most have been told to remain focused on the multiversal anomalies, but Miguel has kept Peter B and Jessica aside to help him find you.
So far, there has been no luck in finding you. And Miguel's anger is increasing by the second. He's barking orders left and right to Layla. He's surprisingly not barking orders at Jessica and Peter, grateful for their help, though he doesn't voice it.
He just hopes he gets to you soon before anything horrible happens.
-
When you wake, you're not where you're supposed to be. You had been on your way home. And this isn't the still relatively new penthouse you had moved into recently with your boyfriend.
" Y/N L/N." A taunting voice calls out.
You turn your head to face the sound, and come face to face with a stranger you have no knowledge of.
" Who are you?" Your voice is strong.
You're scared out of your mind, but you'll be damned to show that.
The man stood a few steps across from u laughs. A little too loudly for your comfort.
" My, girl. It's not important who I am. But tell me. Who are you? And what is your relationship with Miguel? "
You glare at him. He doesn't like that. With a few steps, he walks up to you, roughly grabbing your cheeks and squeezing them together with one hand.
" You better start talking, woman. You won't like what I'll do to you if you do not. " He tells you.
You can't help the shiver that goes down your spine, but nonetheless, you try to stay strong.
" Yeah, well, you won't like what he'll do to you if you as much as touch me. " You glare.
The man scoffs.
" Bold assumption to assume that he'll actually find you." The man sneers.
Your glare only deepens.
Suddenly, the door to your right opens, and a vaguely familiar man steps through.
" Tyler Stone? " Your mouth falls open slightly, your lips parted in surprise.
The man has the audacity to laugh. Waving off the stranger, Tyler takes his place in front of you. You never liked Miguel's father for what he had put him through.
" Y/N. Thank you for remaining as friends with Miguel. Thanks to you we're finally going to get what we want. " He grins.
You furrow your brows.
" Haven't you bothered Miguel enough? I'd advise you to let me go. He's not going to spare you again. "
Your fear lessens by the sight of this man. Literally everyone else you'd be afraid of, but you know that Miguel would make this man and his goons pay the ultimate price for messing with the two of you.
Tyler chuckles.
" Yeah well, let's just hope he'll find you alive first. Now, tell me. I know that he has access to the multiverse. Tell me how. "
You swallow.
-
Time passes by quicker than Miguel likes it to go. Before he knows it, two days have passed. Whoever is holding you captive must be very intelligent or close to the society.
" Miguel I found something. " Layla suddenly pops up beside him.
She's been keeping her eyes on the security cameras in the city, keeping an eye out for anything that could've been related to you.
" Show me. " He tells her.
His posture is tense, he's stood in front if the screens as he always is, with his arms crossed over one another and a finger tapping away at his chin.
Sure enough, Lyla pulls up a few security cams of two days ago, late in the afternoon. It follows a black car that flies through until it eventually stops in front of a building. Just like the other buildings of his world, it's sleek, and modern. But he doubts the inside will be pretty.
With a sigh, Miguel straightens up.
" Call Jess and Ben. "
" You don't want me to call Peter as well? "
" No. "
-
Your body hurts. Your face is bruised, you're pretty sure you've broken a rib by now, and you're as hungry as you are thirsty. Your stay here has been anything but pleasant so far. And you can't wait for it to end.
You can't wait for Miguel to come and save you. Although you're in a lot of pain, you're not hopeless. You still believe that he'll come to save you. And on top of that, you believe he'll make these people pay.
Much to Tyler and his goons displeasure, you haven't spoken a word about how to acquire multiversal travel.
" Listen up, useless excuse for a woman. I am done with you and your shitassery. Tell us how-"
He's interrupted by a loud slam of the door.
" Boss! He's here. And he's not alone. "
" What do you mean he's not alone? "
With an angry groan, Tyler follows the man out the door, and through the hallway.
You try to move, to escape, to be useful, anything. Every movement makes you hiss as it passes through your ribs. You had managed to loosen the restraints on your first day, and now was the moment to loosen it all the way.
As expected, your restraints fall to the ground. With a groan, you untie your feet as well, before getting up.
You're feeling extremely weak. The pain and lack of water and food in your system setting you up to faint. You push the feeling down. Now is the time to escape.
To your luck, the door is unlocked, and right outside lies a baton. Why? You don't know. But you're very grateful for whoever left their mess lingering around.
Following the noise, you find yourself in a room with Tyler, his goons, Miguel, Jessica and Ben. The fight between them is already raging as you arrive. Miguel looks downright feral, using his claws for something other than climbing (and ruining) walls. He's merciless, ripping through the goons like they're worth nothing. Ben is talking nonsense while wrapping up people left and right, while Jessica is doing the same, without talking nonsense.
For a moment, you just stand there. Breathing heavily, not knowing what to do.
" The girl! " One of the goons suddenly calls out, noticing you.
Your eyes widen, before they fill up with rage. They've had their turn hurting you. Now you'll return the feeling. You do feel a sweat break out as three dudes turn to you instead of one.
Thankfully, Jessica appears to have beard him as well, as she turns to your aid quickly. Alongside her, you beat one of them (with a great amount of effort and the last bits of energy you have left,) while she takes down the other two.
From the corner of your eye, you see Miguel tear through Tyler, speaking words to him you can't seem to process anymore.
Once the three men are taken down, you collapse. Your lack of nutrients and water not allowing you to do more.
You vaguely process Jess catching you, and the sound of Miguel calling your name.
[ A/N: It took a while, but it's finally here! 1 or 2 more chapters/shots for these two and we're through. ]
008
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Hey, I don't know if you write trans characters but if you do I have an idea. Like it's summer now and it's to hot to wear a binder so I use kt tape instead (because transtape is to expensive for me) but if you remove it incorrectly it causes your skin to tear and well quess how I know??
So what about transmasc!reader or just gn!reader who has boobs and don't like them, using kt tape and wounded themselves while removing it. And so the couple days after that they hiss when there clothing moves pass it or move a sertain (?) way and Miguel catches them and he gets concerned because maybe he doesn't know that they bind and thinks they got injured on a mission or something, so he wants to check it out and they explain to Miguel that they're trans. And just fluff with Miguel helping to bandage them or something.
Nice writing btw <3
Genre: Fluff/neutral
[ A/N: Sorry it took a while my brain was just flat on ideas and then I got busy with life. Anyway- I hope this is kinda along the lines you hoped for, before I really did try. Enjoy! ]
You hiss in pain as you throw another punch at the punching bag in front of you. Your posture obviously lags, as does literally every other movement.
You had been staying in Nueva York for a few days now. Not because you lost your home, but your apartment was under a reconstruction in your home universe due to a particular nasty fight with a villain who got a good part of the building. And HQ was the easiest option. Living here was nice. You could see your friends more. You were easily available for missions. And you'd see your crush more often.
" Your posture lags. "
You look at the person who entered the room, surprised to see Miguel standing there. He rarely leaves his lab after all.
" Yeah, I got a minor injury. " You try shrugging his concern away.
He doesn't relent.
" Show me? " He orders.
You turn to him in surprise.
" What? "
" I know you haven't properly cared for this injury, let me. " he tells you.
You sigh, but feel touched. And as you do, you take your shit off, showing your back to him, which has a nasty tear. Like you've ripped something off too hard.
He furrows his brows.
" What's this? " He asks, concerned, the pads of his fingers ghosting over your skin.
" I- uhm- I use kt tape to bind my chest... Transtape is too expensive. But when I try taking it off- that happened the other day. " You explain, a small embarrassed blush on your face.
Miguel sighs, getting some ointment from a nearby med kit, as he gentle rubs it over your wound.
" You're a genius, Y/N. Why didn't you make something else? Something similar? " He asks in concern.
In all honesty, he didn't even know you bind, but he doesn't really care either way. You're still you to him.
Once he's done, he remains seated there as he helps you put your shirt back on.
" I just- I never really have the time to do so. Nor have I ever thought of doing that either, in all honesty. " You mumble the last bit.
A small smile graces Miguel's lips, as he caught onto the last bit.
" Well, you have a few days worth of time now. You're injured. You're not going on missions. " He tells you.
You huff, looking away, that is not what you wanted to happen.
He gently raises a hand, turning your chin back to him.
" If you want, I can help? Two is usually better than one. " He smiles gently.
You blush at his words. Maybe, that idea isn't so bad after all.
Hi so I have a request for earth 42 Miles with a reader that has like a sensitive neck cuz everytime I read about hugs where they put their heads in the other's neck but I wanted to see how it would be if the reader has like a ticklish or sensitive neck cuz I have one too, sorry if it is a weird request
OkAy sO- You got my mind puzzling fr.
Coming up with scenarios is usually what I'm good at but (cry with me) I had a really hard time with this idea.
Although I have to admit, it really is cute.
So in my mind, he'd definitely tease you at any given moment and possibility.
When he greets you, when the two of you are peacefully in a spooning position and he feels the need to tease you, and of course, in a tickle war.
Because of this, he'd definitely love hugging you even more.
Like it's your thing, you get me? Something that makes you, you.
I honestly don't know what more to rant about so have this small drabble I wrote instead as he greets you.
You jump at the sound of something knocking against your window. However, once turned around, all your worries vanish. As so often, your boyfriend is in the windowsill, knocking against it.
You open the window, letting him in, as you often do. Your parents don't approve of your relationship, something Miles doesn't bother about at the moment.
He steps in like he always does, pulling you in for a hug in greeting.
" Hi Ma." He hums.
He places his head in your neck, making you shudder. Miles is aware you've got a sensitive neck. He still likes teasing you about it nonetheless.
You giggle as you try to step away, only for him to hold you flush against him with his hands on your waist, teasing you even more as he noses the column of your neck.
" Miles- S-Stop! It tickles!" You laugh, still trying to push him away.
Eventually, after a bit, he does. Only stepping away after he's pressed a kiss to the skin of your neck, which makes you wiggle around again.
He loves how reactive you are.
[ A/N: I'm sorry it was so short 😭. - And took so long]