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improbable-outset · 2 days
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𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐯 𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐬
There’s been an influx of Miguel writers losing their hyperfixation (understandably so 🥲) so I put together some of my favourite ai audios from tiktok. Even if it doesn’t spark some inspiration, I’d still love to share them bc they make me happy :)
Some will be Miguel x listener (hence why I used the x reader tag) and some will include other atsv characters
Spider-class with Mr.O’Hara [Part 2]
Miguel coming to our universe [can’t find part 2 💀] [Part 3] [Part 4]
Hobie offers Miguel 🍃 [Part 2] [Part 3]
MIGUEL SAYS THE PLEDGE OF ALLIANCE
Spiderman 2099 meets Earth 42 Miles
Miguel comforts YOU
Miguel reading your thirst comments
Rio pulls up to the Spider Society (I’m sorry I’m linking most of this dude’s videos, they’re too entertaining lmaooo)
Rio swings Miguel with the Chancla
“I’m lurking 👀”
Miguel coming home late
A comforting Miguel audio
New years with Miguel
Mi perrrrrra
Words of affirmation from Miguel (Spanish)
Miguel discourages you from participating in an upcoming massacre
Miguel, Hobie and The Spot share Mexican food
More Miguel, Hobie and The Spot stuff
That’s all I could find so far, good night <3
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romankvn · 2 days
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stitchedspider · 3 days
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daily spot drawing 223
I was too tired to draw him today so he was kind enough to draw himself for me
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eggs-bene · 2 days
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spot can be a little annoying at times
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sassypossumm · 1 day
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Is The Tooth Fairy A Rat?
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We LOVE Dad!Miguel, especially when he's standing up to snobby principles and school counselors.... just a little fluffy comedy from our fave dad....
"Babe, please don't apologize, the multiverse waits for no man and all that jazz." Glancing up you saw the principle standing in the doorway of her office, arms folded. "I love you too." Turning off your phone, you stuffed it into your purse. Just as you stepped towards her office, and hand on your arm caused you to cry out in surprise. Turning you came face to face with none other than your husband.
"Did I miss anything?" He chuckled, eyes flashing with mischief. Narrowing your own, you patted your chest and frowned up at him. 
"I thought you couldn't make it." The smile slipped from Miguel's face, replaced by sheer sincerity. 
"This was more important." 
Glancing over your shoulder, you winced at the impatient stance of the principle. 
"Please be on your best behavior." You whispered, straightening his tie. A sly grin spread slowly across Miguel's face, and he raised a brow. 
"When am I not, mi vida?" Shaking your head, you gently grasped his arm and tugged him towards the principal's office. With a tight smile, she ushered you into the small space and closed the door. You were immediately caught off guard by the presence of a second woman who was already seated in a chair, sifting through a manilla folder. Sitting in one of the chairs opposite her desk, you wound your hands together in your lap. 
"Mrs. O'Hara, Mr. O'Hara, thank you for agreeing to meet with me." She folded her hands on the desk and turned from you to Miguel with a crisp smile. Not missing a beat, she continued. "Do you know why I requested to speak with you two?"
"Honestly, Mrs. Meyers, I think I speak for the both of us when I say, no." You glanced at Miguel, and he nodded, not turning his eyes off of Mrs. Meyers. She pulled out a pair of glasses and slid them up the bridge of her nose before reaching for a notebook. 
"Well, as Gabi's parents, we thought it pertinent to bring our concerns to you." You bristled at that. Almost unperceptively Miguel slipped you his hand. Lacing your fingers through his, you clenched your jaw and squeezed the long capable fingers in your grasp. 
"Concerns?" Miguel narrowed his eyes at Mrs. Meyers. 
"Yes." She continued without looking up. If she had, she might have noticed that her words were placing her on thin ice with your husband. "Mr. and Mrs. O'Hara, you have a bright daughter." You gave Miguel a warm smile. "However," The smile slipped and you turned your eyes back onto the woman. 
"However?" You leaned forward. 
"Mrs. O'Hara, I don't know any other way to put this," She paused to lower her glasses a fraction before looking at you intently. " But have you considered having your daughter tested?" 
"Tested for what exactly?" Miguel was the one to pull his hand free of yours. Not a good sign. Mrs. Meyers wasn't phased in the slightest. 
"Gabi has been exhibiting some rather concerning behaviors." She removed her glasses and leaned forward with a sympathetic smile. Your eyes flit to the woman in the corner who was now looking up at you with a similar expression. It was as if you'd had a bucket of ice water dumped on your head. Mrs. Meyers noticed your attention stray to the woman. 
"This is Dr. Childers, she's our school counselor." 
"Mrs. O'Hara," She gave you a bright smile and stood to reach for your hand. Stiffening, you turned back to Mrs. Meyers and cleared your throat. 
"I don't mean to be rude, but I'd like to know exactly what you consider 'concerning behaviors' to be." Dr. Childers' smile melted off her face and she retreated back to her seat. Mrs. Meyers gave you a stiff smile and opened her notebook. 
"Certainly, Mrs. O'Hara." She flipped through the book, stopping on a page and ran her finger down the page. "As a matter of fact, there was an incident recently." She glanced up and looked from you to Gabi. Neither of you looked impressed. Clearing her throat, she continued. "As of last week, it seems that Gabi has been telling her classmates that the tooth fairy is a... giant sewer rat in a tutu." Miguel's brows raised and you snorted. Mrs. Meyers colored and turned to the next page revealing a rather inspired drawing by your daughter. Pulling the page free she slid it across the desktop.  "She went on to draw this, she said it was meant to express how the... tooth mafia operates." 
Reaching for the picture you groaned. Gabi had indeed drawn a detailed depiction of a large rat in a tutu throttling some poor stick figure. Mrs. Meyers cleared her throat and pulled at her collar. 
"It seems this poor soul didn't want to... give up his teeth." Mrs. Meyers cleared her throat and pulled at her collar. Passing the picture to Miguel you covered your mouth to smother a laugh. 
"Peter." Miguel sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. 
"Mr. O'Hara, Mrs. O'Hara, I hope you realize that this isn't a laughing matter." Mrs. Meyers sputtered, reaching to pull back the picture. Beating her to it, you snatched back the drawing and stuffed it into your purse. 
"Of course not, Mrs. Meyers, but I hardly think this was worth wasting the school councilors' time," 
"Oh, on the contrary, Mrs. O'Hara." Mrs. Childers cut you off, leaning forward in her chair. "Displays such as this, especially when disturbing in nature can often," 
"Disturbing?" Miguel cut in, glaring up at the woman over his hand. Mrs. Childers flinched. "Tell me, Dr. Childers, is it not true that most parents are still trying to convince their children that an ancient tiny chubby man flies through the sky with his reindeer once a year to bring gifts to the good children?" His eyes darkened and she shrank back into her chair, closing her folder. You quietly laced your fingers through his. Miguel gently squeezed your hands and turned hardened eyes on Mrs. Meyers. "And tell me, Educator Meyers, did you call the parents of the stellar scholar I saw sitting in the administrative office several minutes ago? I'm sure his parents would appreciate being told how disturbing their child is for having a marble stuck up his nose." Narrowing his eyes, he stood and stormed out of the office, you in tow. You jogged to keep step with Miguel until you reached your car. After opening the door for you, he sat in the passenger seat and slammed the door shut. You sat in silence for several minutes just letting him fume, and if you were honest, you were still fuming. 
"If we weren't in an elementary school parking lot, I'd kiss you till your ears pop, O'Hara." You turned to look at your husband. Unclenching his jaw, Miguel turned to look at you with a raised brow. 
"Oh really?" He smirked. 
"Oh yeah." You turned fully to face him.
"And why is that mi tesoro?" He mirrored your position and leaned forward. 
"That was probably the hottest thing I've ever seen." You grinned and ran your fingers through his hair. "Seeing you get all defensive and protective, hm, it does things to me." 
"Eres una tempera ." Miguel shifted his pants and groaned. 
"You love it though." Biting your lip, you winked and started the car. 
"I am going to kill Peter." Miguel grumbled, turning to look out the window. 
"That picture is totally going on our fridge." You chuckled, pulling out of the parking lot. 
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cherryvampiro · 2 days
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My love for the spiders grown in each doodle I make of them 🕷️💕
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cupcakeinat0r · 20 hours
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Had to do a double take……….
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pavutynko · 1 day
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🤲
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miaushii · 2 days
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in e-1610
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r0y4lr3b3l · 2 days
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Quotes and Characters!! pt.3 :d
FULL CREDITS TO therealspiderzero on tiktok!
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:D
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gedankenmoon · 2 days
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Baby Spider ⭐️
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Noir solving a Rubik's cube and being so proud so he hands it to Hobie for Hobie to see
but as soon as he touches it the colors of the Rubick's cube shuffles again, cause of his 138 style. Without him doing anything, it just happens by touch.
Some of the stickers even turning random colors like purple, beige, or newspaper print and for a moment they stand in there in silence before Hobies just goes ".... I'm so sorry m8"
meanwhile Noir is on his knees yelling in anguish because solving that thing took him THREE WEEKS
Poor Noir.
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stitchedspider · 2 days
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daily spot drawing 224
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that-one-birbie · 2 days
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thinking about this comic panel:]
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sassypossumm · 2 days
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Plant Shopping
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I just love the idea of reader being horrible with plants, but being obsessed with them to Miguel's exasperation...
"Amor, por favor... no more plants."
"It's not hoarding if it's plants, Miguelito." You say cheerfully, kissing his right peck.
Miguel loves you. Eternally. He'd die for you, tear the multiverse apart to keep you safe... but if you buy one more plant, he swears he'll rip his hair out.
He dreads your trips to the hardware store because he knows what it means. You'll drag him around, swearing up and down that you don't want any more plants, but then you'll look up at him with those eyes you know he can't refuse, and the next thing he knows, Miguel is driving home with five more fuzzy ferns.
Naturally you giggle when one of the ferns tickles the back of his neck. And your heart melts a little at the scowl he shoots the offending plant. No matter that they'll all be dead in two weeks given your black thumb.
(He still teases you about that drowned dandelion)
Seeing your smile as you fluff out one of the ferns, Miguel can't find it in himself to be bothered by all that. He'd clear out the gardening sections at all the local hardware stores to keep that smile on your face.
Even if he is tired of you naming cactus' after him...
And of course he's planning you an elaborate green house as an anniversary present....
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