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me coming back every 5 months

#actually might delete this account and start from scratch again #or revamp n delete stuff #but #IM GONNA WRITE #AND MAKE CAI BOTS #working on Dutch rn so fun #(rotting) #🕷.spidee speaks

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this theme ate so hard i dont wanna change it but ough....

#i don't want dark colors but mmmm #i'll do green or something #more or less cod focused again #🕷.spidee speaks

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OK IM ALIVE AGAIN <33

i needa stop dying on here

#lmao lemme #dust everything off...

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sigh....

i needa stop dying on here

#anyway #gonna focus on cod stuff #maybe #🕷.spidee speaks

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In the old dimension...

miguel o'hara x gn! reader | wc: 500 | angsty

special tag: @miggyoharaswife | sv masterlist

Miguel watches his daughter glitch and fade away in his arms, desperately trying to grasp at her as she cries out for the two of you for help. While you cling onto your husband's arm, trying your best to stay with him while you glitch. The screams slipping from those lips he loved so much felt like a stab in the heart. A dagger pulling down, ripping away at his flesh.

When Gabriella disappeared, his arm around you became tighter. Falling to his knees with you, a holding the back of your head, pressing it against his shoulder to secure you and in some way, keep you away from meeting the same fate Gabriella had.

"This wasn't supposed to happen," he whispers, lips against your temple as he places a kiss upon it. Just like he did every morning when he'd meet you in the kitchen; arms snaking around your waist while the smell of coffee mixed with your scent filled his senses. Just as he did before taking gabriella to her soccer practice while you got ready for work.

His body was stiff as a rock, breathing erratic as he held you tightly. Miguel was never one to cry; he never really had during his adulthood, never with you, unless, it was out of happiness like during those late nights where he met you in bed. Holding you close, a hand laying between the pillow and your cheek while the other runs up and down your side, slow and lovingly. Looking at him with those tired eyes he loved so much, softly telling him "i love you" or "im so lucky to have you" while he begs to differ.

"I'm the lucky one, mi vida" he'd tell you, voice just barely above a whisper as he was too afraid to speak louder. Afraid it'd ruin the moment you two had built.

But now, he was here; sitting on his knees in the street with people he had never seen, or maybe he had and never realized it, running from the crumbling place they called home. Tears running down his cheeks like a river and mind racing with moments of his marriage, this life he had adopted.

"Lo siento mucho cariño," he whispered, voice just as shaky as his now trembling hands. Pressing his face into the crook of your neck as you cried with him. The glitching and fading spreading more, he could slowly feel your body becoming nothing but air. He pressed a final kiss behind your ear, "Es culpa mía...."

When you faded from his touch, he didn't bother to move. His arms slowly dropped to his sides, eyes staring down at the pavement that was sure to fade as well; the sounds of remaining citizens and Peter B yelling for him to get up filled his ears.

The pain and guilt finally setting in his system, that pit growing in his stomach.

All from a dimension he didn't belong in.

From a family he should've never had.

©spidrrweb 2023. thanks for reading loves, reblogs are always appreciated <3 please refrain from copying, reposting & stealing !!

#icymi <3 #what a flop man

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i needa stop dying on here

#c.ai is holding me by the back of my neck like a cat #these könig bots go crazy #but #i needa write things and stuff on here before i forget and fall in the void agakn #🕷.spidee speaks

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In the old dimension...

miguel o'hara x gn! reader | wc: 500 | angsty

special tag: @miggyoharaswife | sv masterlist

Miguel watches his daughter glitch and fade away in his arms, desperately trying to grasp at her as she cries out for the two of you for help. While you cling onto your husband's arm, trying your best to stay with him while you glitch. The screams slipping from those lips he loved so much felt like a stab in the heart. A dagger pulling down, ripping away at his flesh.

When Gabriella disappeared, his arm around you became tighter. Falling to his knees with you, a holding the back of your head, pressing it against his shoulder to secure you and in some way, keep you away from meeting the same fate Gabriella had.

"This wasn't supposed to happen," he whispers, lips against your temple as he places a kiss upon it. Just like he did every morning when he'd meet you in the kitchen; arms snaking around your waist while the smell of coffee mixed with your scent filled his senses. Just as he did before taking gabriella to her soccer practice while you got ready for work.

His body was stiff as a rock, breathing erratic as he held you tightly. Miguel was never one to cry; he never really had during his adulthood, never with you, unless, it was out of happiness like during those late nights where he met you in bed. Holding you close, a hand laying between the pillow and your cheek while the other runs up and down your side, slow and lovingly. Looking at him with those tired eyes he loved so much, softly telling him "i love you" or "im so lucky to have you" while he begs to differ.

"I'm the lucky one, mi vida" he'd tell you, voice just barely above a whisper as he was too afraid to speak louder. Afraid it'd ruin the moment you two had built.

But now, he was here; sitting on his knees in the street with people he had never seen, or maybe he had and never realized it, running from the crumbling place they called home. Tears running down his cheeks like a river and mind racing with moments of his marriage, this life he had adopted.

"Lo siento mucho cariño," he whispered, voice just as shaky as his now trembling hands. Pressing his face into the crook of your neck as you cried with him. The glitching and fading spreading more, he could slowly feel your body becoming nothing but air. He pressed a final kiss behind your ear, "Es culpa mía...."

When you faded from his touch, he didn't bother to move. His arms slowly dropped to his sides, eyes staring down at the pavement that was sure to fade as well; the sounds of remaining citizens and Peter B yelling for him to get up filled his ears.

The pain and guilt finally setting in his system, that pit growing in his stomach.

All from a dimension he didn't belong in.

From a family he should've never had.

©spidrrweb 2023. thanks for reading loves, reblogs are always appreciated <3 please refrain from copying, reposting & stealing !!

#miguel o'hara x reader #spiderman x reader #icymi <3

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In the old dimension...

miguel o'hara x gn! reader | wc: 500 | angsty

special tag: @miggyoharaswife | sv masterlist

Miguel watches his daughter glitch and fade away in his arms, desperately trying to grasp at her as she cries out for the two of you for help. While you cling onto your husband's arm, trying your best to stay with him while you glitch. The screams slipping from those lips he loved so much felt like a stab in the heart. A dagger pulling down, ripping away at his flesh.

When Gabriella disappeared, his arm around you became tighter. Falling to his knees with you, a holding the back of your head, pressing it against his shoulder to secure you and in some way, keep you away from meeting the same fate Gabriella had.

"This wasn't supposed to happen," he whispers, lips against your temple as he places a kiss upon it. Just like he did every morning when he'd meet you in the kitchen; arms snaking around your waist while the smell of coffee mixed with your scent filled his senses. Just as he did before taking gabriella to her soccer practice while you got ready for work.

His body was stiff as a rock, breathing erratic as he held you tightly. Miguel was never one to cry; he never really had during his adulthood, never with you, unless, it was out of happiness like during those late nights where he met you in bed. Holding you close, a hand laying between the pillow and your cheek while the other runs up and down your side, slow and lovingly. Looking at him with those tired eyes he loved so much, softly telling him "i love you" or "im so lucky to have you" while he begs to differ.

"I'm the lucky one, mi vida" he'd tell you, voice just barely above a whisper as he was too afraid to speak louder. Afraid it'd ruin the moment you two had built.

But now, he was here; sitting on his knees in the street with people he had never seen, or maybe he had and never realized it, running from the crumbling place they called home. Tears running down his cheeks like a river and mind racing with moments of his marriage, this life he had adopted.

"Lo siento mucho cariño," he whispered, voice just as shaky as his now trembling hands. Pressing his face into the crook of your neck as you cried with him. The glitching and fading spreading more, he could slowly feel your body becoming nothing but air. He pressed a final kiss behind your ear, "Es culpa mía...."

When you faded from his touch, he didn't bother to move. His arms slowly dropped to his sides, eyes staring down at the pavement that was sure to fade as well; the sounds of remaining citizens and Peter B yelling for him to get up filled his ears.

The pain and guilt finally setting in his system, that pit growing in his stomach.

All from a dimension he didn't belong in.

From a family he should've never had.

©spidrrweb 2023. thanks for reading loves, reblogs are always appreciated <3 please refrain from copying, reposting & stealing !!

#icymi <3

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came back from the dead just for angst and now im gonna write simon riley shit mwahaha

#it'll be a mix of whatever cuz it's a hc dump #but #mwahahahaha #🕷.spidee speaks

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In the old dimension...

miguel o'hara x gn! reader | wc: 500 | angsty

special tag: @miggyoharaswife | sv masterlist

Miguel watches his daughter glitch and fade away in his arms, desperately trying to grasp at her as she cries out for the two of you for help. While you cling onto your husband's arm, trying your best to stay with him while you glitch. The screams slipping from those lips he loved so much felt like a stab in the heart. A dagger pulling down, ripping away at his flesh.

When Gabriella disappeared, his arm around you became tighter. Falling to his knees with you, a holding the back of your head, pressing it against his shoulder to secure you and in some way, keep you away from meeting the same fate Gabriella had.

"This wasn't supposed to happen," he whispers, lips against your temple as he places a kiss upon it. Just like he did every morning when he'd meet you in the kitchen; arms snaking around your waist while the smell of coffee mixed with your scent filled his senses. Just as he did before taking gabriella to her soccer practice while you got ready for work.

His body was stiff as a rock, breathing erratic as he held you tightly. Miguel was never one to cry; he never really had during his adulthood, never with you, unless, it was out of happiness like during those late nights where he met you in bed. Holding you close, a hand laying between the pillow and your cheek while the other runs up and down your side, slow and lovingly. Looking at him with those tired eyes he loved so much, softly telling him "i love you" or "im so lucky to have you" while he begs to differ.

"I'm the lucky one, mi vida" he'd tell you, voice just barely above a whisper as he was too afraid to speak louder. Afraid it'd ruin the moment you two had built.

But now, he was here; sitting on his knees in the street with people he had never seen, or maybe he had and never realized it, running from the crumbling place they called home. Tears running down his cheeks like a river and mind racing with moments of his marriage, this life he had adopted.

"Lo siento mucho cariño," he whispered, voice just as shaky as his now trembling hands. Pressing his face into the crook of your neck as you cried with him. The glitching and fading spreading more, he could slowly feel your body becoming nothing but air. He pressed a final kiss behind your ear, "Es culpa mía...."

When you faded from his touch, he didn't bother to move. His arms slowly dropped to his sides, eyes staring down at the pavement that was sure to fade as well; the sounds of remaining citizens and Peter B yelling for him to get up filled his ears.

The pain and guilt finally setting in his system, that pit growing in his stomach.

All from a dimension he didn't belong in.

From a family he should've never had.

©spidrrweb 2023. thanks for reading loves, reblogs are always appreciated <3 please refrain from copying, reposting & stealing !!

#🕸.writings #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel x reader #miguel x you #miguel o'hara #spiderman x reader #spiderman 2099 #spiderverse #spiderverse x reader #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x y/n #spiderverse x you #spiderverse imagine #spiderman 2099 spiderverse #atsv x you #atsv x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #oscar issac characters

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YAHHHHHHH DANCES IN UR INBOX

YAAAAAAHHHH

#now we needa go make other writer friends #🕸.mi presa

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anyway. working on cod stuff because oughgh könig love him sm and ghost i wanna beat him

#im gonna do a hc dump for ghost soon #cuz soooo many things brewing up here #🕷.spidee speaks

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new url !!

fazblaster -> spidrrweb

links will be fixed soon <3

#🕷.spidee speaks

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DONNIE I LUB THE THEME

LMAO I WAS ABOUT TO MAKE A NEW ONE BUT THANK YEWWW

#its actually cute but i can't tell if i hate or love the pics i used for my navi... #🍕.mis cariños

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Omg the hobie and pregnant!reader was sooo good, could you please elaborate more? I really wanna see dad!hobie 😭😭😭he's the cutest, ALSO YOUR WRITING IS AMAZING

Thank you love!! 😗

hobie as a dad

he’s the best dad (other than Miguel ofc)

Whether it’s a boy or a girl he’s the best

Whenever he brings them to the spider society, everyone loves them

Especially Peter

Your baby and mayday get along so well

And when Peter and mayday come over, they make a mess of the place

But it’s okay because you love the baby and mayday 😭

And hobie cleans up after them

Once the baby is born, he tries his best.

He teaches them his ideologies but doesn’t force it yk

He lets them believe what they want while trying to inform them of his beliefs

But while they’re a baby he doesn’t care about any of that too much

He just wants to spend as much time as he can with them to be a good dad

And he didn’t have the best parents, so he’s just trying to be better

You always say he’s doing great though

And that helps him like a lot

he loves to hold them, and throw them up and down a lot

You will probably have trouble with them because of the whole spider powers thing

And Hobie tries to help you with it

If you’re tired don’t even think of taking care of them because hobie will be in their room already

“I got it.” You said, struggling to carry the baby and the groceries at once

Hobie shakes his head, grabs the baby and helps you with the groceries at the same time

He knows it’s hard with money and everything, so he tries to get free stuff as Spider-Man a lot

And steals from large companies a lot

Like a lottt

They’re both trouble children.

“Hobart Brown and C/n Brown get down here this instant!” You shouted, you caught them both climbing all over the ceiling

“Mama caught us.” Hobie said, grabbing the baby and laughing at your anger as he jumped down onto the net below them.

“Relax, there’s a net for a reason.”

“Now there’s webs everywhere!”

“I’ll clean it up, isn’t that right?” He looked at the child in his arms who just laughed and started to smack him

You sighed “you both are children”

So yeah he’s a fun and cool dad

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@spider-phoenix @zebralover @my-melo-gf @wiz-te-ria @tzuyuzzs @luvsaluv @mxkn

@deputy-videogamer @666kpopfan @jared-oranges @likelilac @jjkclub

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@chaoticevilbakugo @hobiebrainrot

#IMAGINE THE PLAYDATES OMG #this is so cute #☀️.recs

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me debating on giving this blog a makeover

#ima be stuck in my car for a couple hours #like #i might as welllllll #🌥.donnie time

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Imagine when miguel is chasing after miles and instead of trying to stop him forcefully you just yell out “IM PREGNANT” instead.

the way miguel would crash into a car shocked, quickly turning around to face you with the most “i beg your biggest fûcking pardon” face ever. it’s just makes me cackle at the way this man would be like “seriously out of all times you chose to tell me THIS IS WHAT YOU CHOSE?!”

miles wouldn’t even have turned back. my dude would have skedaddled so fast from the scene, but not before yelling out a faint “congratulations” before continuing on.

miguel would have just stayed there frozen not sure if he should be running towards you or chasing after miles. you just stand then shimming around awkwardly wondering if you should specify anymore information or cha cha real smooth to the honking cars.

then everyone else just shows up all confused seeing miguel just stand there shocked as if someone just stole his left kidney. untill all of them see you and then just start nodding like “oh so you finally told him.” peter would be video tapping everything like “mayday first pregnancy reveal / chase” while making sure to have miguel’s shocked face in the video for blackmail <3

#omg #☀️.recs