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sevenpoyo · 9 months

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school headcanons for because i only got 3 more weeks

margo’s is so long even tho she got like 2 minutes of screen time bc i love her so much and she’s my gf

Margo Kess, 1610Miles, 42Miles, Gwen Stacy, Pavitr Prabhakar

margo kess / spiderbyte

ain’t shorty on zoom in the movie?

my girl dont attend class, she once shut down the entire blocks power so she would have an excuse to not be in class

eats in class all class everyday, only shares with you

takes really good notes and never studies them

like???? ma’am??? share???

all her electives are programming related and she pretends to busy while playing centipede all day

sends you 50 links to stuff you might like while ur in math

she got papers that let her opt out of gym

no matter how much you beg ur gonna be alone in gym and she doesn’t feel bad about it

popular with no friends type

like everyday 50 ppl stop you both and say hi

she only knows like 5 of their names she can’t stand half of them niggas

empty ass backpack like she got one notebook and one binder

all a’s and b’s like bitch how

her memory is absolutely ass but she can remember every story you told her or stuff that happened when y’all hang out

don’t ask her what she did in her class

don’t ask her if her class also has a history test

she don’t know

she don’t care

but she do know that when you were 8 your cousin burned ur thigh while y’all were playing iron vs knife fight

(u were dumb as hell for picking knife everyone knows iron always wins)

i looked it up on her word everybody uses those virtual avatars

she’ll shit on your class choices so damn hard

she just likes making fun of your choices fr

like half of ur conversation go;

damn i’m tired

u was up doing stupid shit last night you don’t get to complain

stfu that’s why ur a bitmoji

that’s why ur granny beat ur ass for something your brother did when you were 9

i hate telling u shit

then stop telling me shit

(i have no clue how accurate this is to her character but i need to write about her i’m in love but damn it’s long)

1610 miles / spider-man 2 lmao

book bag full locker full but never has a pencil

writes notes assignments and homework in paint pen ink don’t ask this nigga for notes

(he gets nigga treatment but not my queen margo bc i got favorites)

he miss mad classes but somehow still solid attendance record???

somehow always present in the record he miss 40 days and get caught on like 6 of them

unless his mom make breakfast and lunch on her day off for him he eating the most random shit from the bodega closest to visions

like what do you mean you got a cosmic brownie and a cold chopped cheese from last night ? it’s literally 7 in the morning no i don’t want none

makes you hype him up every time he slap boxes people and he’s so ass at it

he be ashy with no lotion atleast 5 times every month it’s embarrassing

he calls visions his white people school to his parents and his friends

once he said it to gwen and they sat in literal complete silence for like 10 minutes

prolly took music theory because he thought it would be easy and switched out of that shit so fast

i’d be so mean to him for enjoying physics

like this nigga trying to make something of him self

lil einstein ass nigga

he understands color theory but can’t explain it

12 half full sketchbooks but at school he literally draw on computer paper he don’t let the sketch book leave his bag

i know he’s ass at watercolor, he always spills shit, the colors always end up brown

try’s to be interested in your class choices bc he wants to know stuff he can talk about with you

when you first meet he can’t take meaner jokes bc he thinks that you mean them

but one day he’s gets comfortable, and brutal

no one in your life is safe when he looses a video game

except your mom

rio taught him better than that

42 miles / the prowler

comes to school with no school related supplies in his bag unless you count art stuff

finds a pencil on his way to class

has a change of clothes, rat tail comb, 3 bottles of water, a camera, a flashlight, lotion and cocoa butter.

like bro ur going to Ap Art not a camping trip

once he pulled out a griddle and and pancake mix and y’all started making pancakes in class

forgets his metro pass every day and gets so pissed ab it

runs into people in the hallway bc he’s never paying attention

idk if he goes to visions but if he does he calls it his white people school with his full chest to anybody even if they’re white

he be leaving halfway through the day all the time like bro you miss algebra 2 every damn day

uncle arron always talking him out of school with some bullshit reason

bro’s had his tonsils out 8 times on the school’s records

He will get ur parents to put his uncle on ur pickup list and you will be out of there with him

he will YELL if someone step on his shoes no matter what the situation like the school could be on fire and he fighting in the burning building

also his uniform is so pristine

his pants stiff

that button down is bleached ironed pressed and allat

this mfer is an online shopping addict u just know he be on amazon in class

will offer you the weirdest food combos like no i don’t want to put tajin mangoes on my beef patty i’m sick of you nigga

not school related but he’s super good with kids (both miles fr) but he’s the #1 little cousin defender and apologists

he ride for them always one of ur little cousins could sucker punch u and he be like

‘they just want u to play with them’

he takes a preforming arts class for fun prolly

loves sports but doesn’t play one understands the stats well and would help if you played one

wakes up at the asscrack of dawn on weekends

SICK ASS COSTUME FOR HOLLOWEEN IK THIS NIGGA LOVE HOLLOWEEN

plans costumes for school spirit weeks but always checks to seen if he’s gonna be the only one wearing a costume for it

never eats lunch unless his mom makes it he be hungry all day and be complaining

his socks are never in uniform (yes some uniform schools have sock rules)

gwen stacy / spider woman / ghost spider

idk what to call her

she has every snack you could ever want in her lunch bag

hates her music theory teacher

she literally has the most pristine locker with a calendar and a mirror and all that shit will write down test for you and important dates for the both of you

goes to school plays and shits on the story, like she ain’t pay 5 dollars to be there

some of her teachers hate her

like ma’am ur beefing with a whole 16 year old rn

she hate english teachers but love creative writing teachers

she keeps all her books in her locker never brings them home never brings them to class

always comes through with an extra pad no matter what

she also always has hand sanitizer

in like 4 extracurricular after school things and complains so bad

ur starting to hate that shit to ur sick of hearing it like girl quit then

10/10 cameraman she has every fight and every drama in 10khd and she will share them if you ask

she chews her pens and nails

has her drumsticks out always teachers have banned her from taking them to their classes

can watch tv on her phone but look focused you think she’s paying attention but then you look over and she’s watching good luck charlie

pavitr prabhakar / spider-man india

always late for class never in trouble

always eating and sharing food and never in trouble

how is he blessed like this? it ain’t fair

eats from the school vending machines or begs other ppl to share

will always have and share the homework answers no matter what he’s an angel

his sock always have holes in them like sir please get that shit together

gym try hard ik goes insane in football/soccer

very encouraging for shit u don’t wanna do he believes in you

you him and Gayatri talk so much shit but are somehow all well liked

he tells you what teachers are dating (he can just tell)

he has toothpaste in his bag for some reason?? i can just feel this one

his aunt will let you come over after school she’s so sweet to you.

always got a job at school assemblies

he’s reading poems or shaking hand or leading in the school pledge or something

Pav’s is short because i have no fucking clue if school in India is different form america and Barbados

#miles morales x reader #42 miles morales #margo kess x reader #gwen stacy x reader #pavitr prabhakar x reader #pavitr my beloved #atsv x reader #atsv spoilers #spider byte x reader #the prowler x reader #42 miles morales x reader

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daydreaming-en-pointe · 4 months

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A very Spidey Christmas - Margo

Pairing: Margo Kess x Reader (written with fem!reader in mind, but I don’t think there’s anything that restricts it to that?? idk) (Hobie, 1610!Miles, 42!Miles, Gwen and Pavitr are here too!)

Word count: 759

Warnings: Both Miles squabbling like a pair of toddlers, pet names (sweetheart, sweetie, love) mistletoe, descriptions of a kiss! idk if I’m any good at it 😔

A/N: first time writing for Margo! Idk exactly how to write for her but I do hc that she’d be the best at calming ppl down and tries to avoid/de-escalate conflict as much as she can because it reminds her of her parents fighting 💔

In hindsight, maybe providing 5 spider-teenagers (and one Prowler) with an oven, baking ingredients, and your favourite sugar cookie recipe wasn’t the greatest idea.

Miles and the other Miles had “accidentally” thrown flour at each other more times than you could count, Gwen almost burnt butter (how on earth do you manage to burn butter?) and was in the bathroom nursing a small cut she had gotten while handling a knife, Pavitr somehow got baking powder in his nose and sneezed for 7 minutes straight, and you realized you didn’t have any icing sugar so you sent Hobie and Margo out on a quick trip to the grocery store.

Pavitr patted your shoulder gently, noticing your growing stress as you made sure the oven was off. A fire was the last thing you needed right now. “Don’t worry, they’ll be back soon- Miles, for the love of god! Aata phekna band karo! (Stop throwing flour)”

“Sorry!” “He started it. It’s not my fault he can’t take what he’s trying to give out!” “I started it?! Wh-”

“The cavalry ‘as arrived!” You looked up and sighed in relief as Hobie kicked open the door like someone straight out of an action movie, Margo close behind, her arms filled with grocery bags.

“You okay, sweetheart?” She asked as you went over to her, taking the grocery bags and kissing her cheek. “You look stressed.”

“I mean…” You vaguely gestured around the crowded kitchen, and everyone paused whatever they were doing to wave at the new arrivals. “But I know they’re all trying their best. Well, maybe not the other Miles.”

“Miles, knock it off,” Margo called out sternly, giving the one from earth-42 a death glare. “Both of you. I don’t care who started it. I’m ending it. Okay, sweetie, what’s first?”

You got out your recipe, laying the paper on the counter and standing between both versions of Miles. Gwen got back from the bathroom at that moment, wrapping a sparkly band-aid around her ring finger. You must’ve looked really concerned for her, because she held out her hand to soothe your worries. “I’m fine, don’t worry. Just a flesh wound.”

“Okay, uh… Margo, could you get the baking powder, please? Don’t let Pav get anywhere near it. No, Pav, it’s not because you’re clumsy, it’s just… I just don’t want you to sneeze so hard that your nose starts bleeding. Gwen, can you handle the mixing bowl? See, Pav, you can find the spoons and help her with the mixing. Hobie, could you find the baking trays? Thank you!”

The next few minutes were filled with the sound of the baking spoon scraping the bowl with all the ingredients, Gwen’s occasional tapping with the wooden utensils (drummer’s instincts, she explained), and your instructions.

“Pavi, that’s not enough sugar. Miles - sorry, not you, the other Miles-”

“Milo,” Hobie helpfully added, sitting cross-legged on the kitchen island as he helped (1610) Miles make the icing.

“Okay, Milo - the heat’s too high. Gwen you’re not adding enough flour… Margo the recipe needs more baking powder or it’ll fall flat-”

“Hey, hey, look at me.” Margo gently took your face in her hands, splaying her fingers across your cheeks and making you focus on her. She brought her thumb up to smoothie out the crease in between your eyebrows. “Shh. We got this, okay? You don’t need to worry. You’re stressing yourself out, love.”

“But I-”

“Look, mistletoe!” Margo webbed a sprig of mistletoe from the living room and pulled it toward her, attaching it to the ceiling above you before practically lunging forward and pressing her lips against yours, her arms coming to loop around your waist.

You allowed yourself to relax in her warm embrace, inhaling slowly. She smelled like a blend of buttery popcorn and car air freshener, and her lips were soft against yours and tasted vaguely of vanilla and oranges - a combination that felt all too familiar, for some reason…

“Feeling better now?”

“Yeah, slightly. Hang on, is that my lip balm?” You asked once she broke away to get some air. She gave a sheepish chuckle, fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

“Noooo, it’s our lip balm now.”

“Listen, you two are very sweet, but if ya could go snog somewhere else that’d be great, yeah? I don’t know any first aid if ya catch on fire, and you’re very close to the oven,” Hobie interrupted, gently nudging you and Margo to one side and putting the tray of flattened cookie dough balls into the oven.

“British people are all so rude,” Margo stuck her tongue out at Hobie, whose eyebrows raised so high you thought they might reach his hair if he kept going.

“She’s got a point,” Pav chimed in through a mouthful of the first experimental batch of cookies - they had been burnt slightly around the edges, but he didn’t seem to mind.

“Pav, my guy, you too?!”

@vhstown (dw u are a lovely britisher who is a wonderful writer and not at all rude 🙏 still on the fence abt absent father dearest tho 😞 /j no he is a very lovely and talented britisher too) @l0starl @therealloopylupin2099 @hobiebrownismygod @deritosmi @tatumis-a

#⋆·˚ 🌹 ༘ * — 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗶’𝘀 𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙨!#⋆·˚ 🌺 ༘ * — 𝙝𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙨!#across the spiderverse #atsv #atsv x reader #margo kess #margo atsv #atsv margo #margo kess x reader #margo kess x fem!reader #margo kess x you #spider byte #spider byte x reader #spiderbyte #spiderbyte x reader #atsv fluff #margo kess fluff #margo kess imagines

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thebestandrealestever · 9 months

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~NOT YOU TOO!~

miles1610/hobie brown x black fem! reader

sum: miles cheats on reader w gwen, reader gets even 🤷🏽‍♀️

warnings : slang, the n word, cursing, cheating . emotional cheating. READER BEING PETTY unedited and not proofread

genre: angst, a lil of comfort?

a/n:i rly hope it don’t disappoint, part 2 w miles and reader make up eventually, cause i can’t stand writing miles as a dickhead. JUST A STORY, I DONT CONDONE CHEATING, DONT THIS TO PEOPLE.

- - - - - - - - - <\3 - - - - - - - - - -

first time in a long time.

hurting deeply inside .

there it was. the confirmation you so desperately needed to blow off on miles. you’d suspected he was messing with gwen for a little while now, him leaving you too go on missions with her that ONLY they knew about, being on facetime with her while he was at YOUR house, his highlight on instagram for her, not to mention the countless drawings of her around his room that he hid horribly, just a bunch of weird shit. you had conversations about it before but he always reassured you and gaslit you until you shook of the accusations. but now, now you knew he was cheating. miles was in the shower he left his phone on the nightstand, you looked long and hard at it. debating whether if it was a invasion of privacy, as you thought about it you get more and more upset. if gwen could be an invasion of your relationship then this didn’t really matter. you pick up the phone and put the password it, it’s his birthday (narcissist 🙄.) you go to gwen’s message thread, the blue heart next to it made you infuriated. your stomach twist and your eyes leak with tears that you don’t even try to wipe not wanting to miss anything. all of the “i love you’s” and the “im with her right now’s” made your fingers tremble as you scrolled farther into their text. why did he waste his time with you if he loved her? why would he do that to you? when did he fall out of love? what did you do? your thoughts quickly interrupted by the sound of the shower turning off you jumped up turned the phone off and put it in the same downward facing position wiping your face speed walking back to the bed pretending to watch tv.

“what’s going on now , ma?“ he asked referring to the episode you were watching. your face turned as you came up with a lie. “uh nothing really they just found out she was pregnant” you huffed, you’ve never been a good liar and miles could read your emotions like they were his own, you had no idea how you were going to go the rest of the night with him, so you didn’t. getting up from the bed you acted like your mom texted you to come home, frowning looking at the fake text. miles squinted at your pout, walking closer to you he said,

“you okay?” “my mom said i had to come home, she’s going out tonight and wants me to watch my sister, she’s sick” miles fake frowned “you want me to come with you?” he suggested walking to his drawers to get some clothes. you shook your head no “i don’t want you to get sick, it’s fine i’ll just facetime you okay?” you said as you picked up your purse and put on your shoes. “okay at least lemme drive you home. can’t have my baby walking alone in the dark.” he joked as he put on his own shoes and jacket too. you internally cringed at his sentence reminded of who he also called his “baby”.

trust, trust who?

watching my back even when i’m in the booth.

ohh, trust who?

you’re in the passenger seat of his car, seeing the blue hair tie in the cup holder that wasn’t yours. you stared at it for a bit rethinking your entire relationship. he glanced at you, then the hair tye. he spoke up rubbing your thigh trying to get your mind off of it. “u wanna go to the mall tomorrow? we can get froyo.” he suggested knowing that you liked the froyo place in the mall, you knew he was trying to make you happy so you wouldn’t question the hair tye you just went along with it.

“yea okay.” you smiled warmly at miles not meaning it at all. his phone buzzed and you both looked down at it, the speed of which he grabbed it in was almost inhumane. you side eyed him closely as he swiped the opened the message then turned his phone off placing it into the cup holder facing away from you. as you pulled up to your house he leaned forward to peck your cheek, you couldn’t stand the feeling of his lips on your skin right you. “bye mami, facetime me later okay?” he whispered as he looked into your eyes with that same look on his face that made you swoon once before. “okay, i will” you said knowing you weren’t. as soon as you got into your room you cried, searching in your mind for a clue on why he was doing this to you. you’d tears interrupted once again as your phone buzzed, who was calling you and why couldn’t they go away ?? you checked it as a small smile speared on your face it was margo. margo kess had been your best friend since before you met miles, she worked at the same spidey agency he did , or whatever the fuck it was called. you answered wiping your tears. she was eating unti she saw your expression. “what happened??? why you crying boo?” she frowned at you through the screen “miles is cheating on me with gwen, i checked his phone” you chuckled through sniffles as her jaw dropped “what the fuck?? u exposed him his ass right ??” she shouted and you shook your head “i was in denial i guess, i still can’t believe this shit” “you know what you gotta do right?” she said and your face turned into a confused expression “what i gotta do?” she rolled her eyes “get even duhhhhh!! you way to pretty to let this nigga cheat on you with a big back ass bitch you know that.” you snorted at her compliment “ion know mar, maybe gwen didn’t know we was dating” you said trying to express grace to gwen.

“bitch how?? all that nigga do is talk about you, not to mention youre his lock screen.” you tilted your head in agreement, she spoke up again “and you been told his ass all that shit he did with gwen was weird and he didn’t stop it? if he wanna act nonchalant you can act notchabitch” margo smiled as she her attempt to cheer you up worked. “speak of the damn devil, guess who texted me.” you smirked as margo raised her eyebrow “don’t tell me you talm bout hobie.” you tried to fight the smile on your face as you clicked on his message

“hey, wyd rn?” the text read. margo sighed as she saw the smile on your face “HOBIE. HOBART BROWN?? really (name)? well i mean the way he looks at you is crazy, and i been saying y’all would be mad cute .” she shrugged as she resolved up her own feelings, you nodded as you thought about it . was this really what you wanted to do? hurt miles? nonono if he didn’t care about hurting you he can’t say shit when you do it back. you texted hobie back “nun rn, wby?” and he replied almost instantly “im bored, lemme come over?” you almost laughed at how you realized that hobie has never cared about your relationship with miles . you told him yes and you said your goodbyes to margo as you got ready for him to come over, eyes burning as you saw the multiple hoodies that miles owned .

“hey love.” hobie said as he walked into your room from the window, you always noticed hoboes accent but you never noticed how attractive it was until now. “hey hobie.” you said as he lifted your chin up with index and thumb. “you’ve been crying? what happened ?” he said trying to read your face. “um nothing just stuff with miles” he almost winced at the mention of miles, he would offen tell you that he wasn’t good for you, guess he was right. “what did he do now. something when gwen again i bet” you sighed deeply remember the messages in his phone again. “yea, he’s cheating i just found out.” hobie eyebrows furrow as you say this, if he didn’t like the way miles was treating you before, he definitely hated him now.

“i was just joking but, really? what the fuck? after everything you’ve done for him? i’m gonna murder him i swear to g-“ “hobie no, no don’t say anything. i’m fine i’m gonna deal with it myself.” you say pushing him back with your fingers. “at least let me make you feel better.” he said giving you a tight hug. he smirked as he said “you know i’d never make you feel like that.” you snorted into his chest pulling away, hobie grabbed your face with both hands and kissed your forehead. “you don’t deserve this ,(name) you deserve the entire world” he muttered , looking down at you with so much care. stand on your tipe toes to kiss hobie, he doesn’t kiss back for a while in shock but then he reciprocates it and you know you shouldn’t do this, that’s the exact reason why you did it anyway . you pull away looking up into his deep brown eyes, you needed this, comfort from someone that wasn’t hurting you. someone that wasn’t him. he kissed you again more aggressively this time. he pulls away this time only to catch his breath. he pecks your lips once , then twice. he smiles at you then walks to the bed and turns on the tv, you thought it was weird but you also didn’t want to talk about it, and definitely didn’t wanna do anything further. after watching tv with him at a uncomfortable distance you decide to address the elephant in the room.

“so, we not gon talk about that?” you turn off the tv before turning your head to look at him and he does the same “we don’t have to, you know i like you. but i don’t think you need that tonight, i think you just need me here.” he said and honestly, he was right. even though he had you all the way fucked up onna tuesday, you still loved him. you just nod at hobie and he kisses your cheek wrapping his arms around you so he’s spooning you, the way hobie is holding makes you think that he’s the only boy in the world. he falls asleep and you lie awake looking at the ceiling, you decide to go on instagram looking at people’s story until you see gwen’s story, it was a picture of her and miles in his car her feet up on the dashboard, the same car you were just in, the same car you had your first kiss in. that’s not even the half of it, the picture had a “besties” caption on it but you could tell from 20 miles away they were far from that. you take a picture of hobie asleep and post it, tagging him too copying the same caption as gwen had. after maybe 20 minutes miles replies to it “wtf? why are you letting hobie touch you like that? and i thought u had to watch your sister” “and i thought you and gwen were besties?” you reply back sending him the screenshots you send to your phone if gwen and miles text he starts blowing u up like crazy but you put your phone down and snuggle closer into hobie, maybe you could get even.

doing my own thing,

i’m down to come clean,

not like you.

lmk wat u think 😭.

#black reader #miles morales #across the spiderverse #miles morales x reader #1610 miles x reader #hobie brown #hobie my beloved #hobie x reader #hobie brown x reader #hobart brown #gwen stacy #gwen x miles #margo kess #spider byte #female reader #Spotify

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demigoddessqueens · 11 months

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*Peter, May Day, Miles, Penni, Jess, Hobie, Gwen, Pav, y/n, Margo doing stuff*

Miguel: what’s going on here?

Y/n - I made a Marshmallow Miguel. See? His arms are crossed because he’s mad at all the other Spider Society co-workers for annoying him. You like it?

Miguel - *choked up* it’s fine

y/n: 😉😏

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rahhhbananas · 8 months

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𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐍? . . . . ✭ ★ ✭

miles, margo, milan x black male! reader (platonic & romantic)

“Margo! Come get yo man!”

Y/n screamed, trying to push back the taller boy. But, the continuous blows from the pillow shut him up relatively quick. Milan cackled, “Nah, she ain’t gon save you today!” he gave Y/n one final hit before trying to quickly make it up the stairs. His (slightly) older brother, pushed him aside, groaning slightly “What is with you and fighting my boyfriend?” Miles sighed, sitting next to Y/n “And somehow always winning.” Y/n sobbed even louder, crawling to lay his body across his boyfriend’s. Y/n let out another cry, “Miles, thank you for saving me! He probably would’ve shot me if you didn’t come!”. Milan looked up from his phone, scoffing slightly, spreading his figure along the smaller couch.

“My god,” Margo came downstairs, catching her breath in between small laughter, “Y/n, you are wayy too dramatic for me.”

“Righttt” Milan agreed, making room for his girl. Milan wrapped his arms around Margo, who was giggling at the ghosting touch around her waist. Y/n frowned, looking up at Miles who was on his phone, “Bro! Hold me like that.” He looked down at Y/n, brows furrowed “You want me to hold you like that…after you just called me bro??”

Y/n rolled his eyes, “Ugh, I’m a victim of the sassy men apocalypse.”

“As if i’m not a victim of it everyday..?” Miles retorted, “Get over it.”

Y/n gasped, throwing himself off Miles, “Oh! First you let me get jumped-“

“One person isn’t being jumped.”

“Then you let yo brother and Margo out-couple us,”

“That’s not a word.”

“And now! You got the nerve to be sassy with me over a word!?”

“You literally side-eye’d AND ignored me for a week, because I ate the last slice of ice cream cake.”

Margo cackled, pulling her phone out, she recorded the last few seconds of a pointless argument, “Ya’ll is too funny.” She giggled, adding the video to a certain album labeled “family <3!”. Milan laughed, nodding slightly, “Yeah, but they make up right after.” Margo hummed, “Does that make it less funny?” Milan shrugged, “Nah, jus, less entertaining.”

“Same thing.”

“Whatever.”

Y/n sighed, sitting back down, he leaned onto Miles. A long silence occurred between the couple. Until, finally, Miles spoke up, “I’m jp. I’d definitely jump Milan for you.”

“I do not remember that being apart of the conversation.. but thank you. <3”

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liyawritesss · 8 months

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ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴘᴇʀɪᴏᴅꜱ

Characters: e-1610!Miles Morales, e-42!Miles Morales, Hobie Brown, Gwen Stacy, Margo Kess

Type: Headcanons

Synopsis: How the Spider Gang helps you through your period.

Warnings: Light cursing, periods so descriptions of blood, cramping; these can be seen as platonic or romantic! Some nicknames are used that can also be used in a platonic or romantic sense I suppose?

A/N: Currently on my menstrual and this shit was kicking my ass for a good four hours. My partner was here to help me through it, and they sorta gave me this idea lol. Love you babe!

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ᴇ-1610!ᴍɪʟᴇꜱ ᴍᴏʀᴀʟᴇꜱ

Something tells me that he has a lot of girl cousins for some reason, and I think that also influences his knowledge about periods outside of Rio educating him about them. He’s not grossed out or anything by it, but is very well of the severity of the different hormone changes and mood swings, and doesn’t wanna get caught in the crossfire at all.

Amidst the stuff in his room he has a little container of period stuff - pads, tampons, painkillers, the basics - for whenever his female friends, family or girlfriend (if and when he acquires one) come over and aren’t prepared when their periods come on randomly.

He lowkey feels bad when the cramps are hitting you hard because he can only do so much on the outside, yknow? Like he can cuddle you and rub your tummy and try to lull you to sleep, but there isn’t much outside of that that he can do.

If you're cuddling, Miles opts to hold you against his chest while music is playing and he’s on his phone. He knows his dad does the same to his mom and thinks that the same method of action should work universally, and thanks to him, most of the time, with the girls and femme-adjacent people he’s around, it does.

ᴇ-42!ᴍɪʟᴇꜱ ᴍᴏʀᴀʟᴇꜱ

Very similar to e-1610!Miles, e-42!Miles is also one to be knowledgeable about periods and the do’s and dont’s of them. However, I feel like he’s more skittish about the physicality of it all.

Like, he also has a little period kit in his room and it’s much easier to find since there’s not a lot going on and he makes sure to put it in a easy to spot place for whenever female friends, family or partners are around, and he’s comfortable being told that it’s that time of the month for that specific person, but the visual of the blood and the pain makes him squirmish. Which is ironic, given his chosen profession.

I think it's something that, while small and completely unavoidable and integral to the female anatomy, it hits close to home for him to see his mom, friends, family, or partner in pain when it comes to the cramping, the clotting, and the increased times in the bathroom. He feels guilty, like e-1610!Miles, but it’s tenfold now given his own history with being helpless with things outside of his control.

While he’s not good with words, he’ll show his care more physically. Keeps track of the cycle of the important women and people in his life, keeps his kit stocked, and if it pertains to his mom or his partner, wants to go the extra mile and buy chocolates, snacks, and act as a looming presence just in case they need anything (will def say sumn abt them being a ‘cootie monster’ as a joke to lighten the mood, but if you really wanna cuddle him, he won’t put up a fight).

ʜᴏʙɪᴇ ʙʀᴏᴡɴ

Being a friend or a partner of Hobie’s means you’re taken care of, period. Need sanitary items? He’s got a stash of em in his guitar case. Emotional? He’s leaning his shoulder to you already. Cravings? Already walking out the convenience store with his jacket stuffed with your choice of snacks. Just need to sleep? He can get you a quiet, comfy space just like that. He don’t play when it comes to this thing.

At one point you questioned if Hobie knew more about periods than you did, especially your own. The longer you’re around him, the more shocked you become with just how well he can navigate around you during this time of the month.

I definitely see Hobie as the type to want to provide physical comfort and support for your period. Back rubs, foot rubs, cuddles, cradling or rubbing or kneading your tummy to help combat the cramps and the bloating, everything. He even lets you sleep on top of him if it helps with everything. He’d definitely go to sleep with his hands cupping your tummy, thumb running along your skin to soothe your pains.

He’s good at keeping you distracted from the pain by introducing you to some music, putting on your favorite show, or just talking randomly about something that’ll engage your attention.

Hobie acts like your personal nutritionist for your period. Tells you the kind of tea to drink, what fruits to eat, what foods you should make to increase iron intake to make up for the loss of blood. And if you can’t cook, he’ll call one of his mates up to help him whip something up (or, knowing him, he’s got connections, he’ll ask someone to make sumn for you in exchange for something he can do).

ɢᴡᴇɴ ꜱᴛᴀᴄʏ

She hates her own period, so she can’t imagine how her friends and her partner feel. She’s the type to be confined to her room when she’s on her cycle pre-spider bite, however, I’d like to think that post-spider bite, she doesn’t get cramps anymore and the flow is rather light, which makes things great for being a superhero.

Therefore, Gwen takes her own experiences, coupling them with habits and things her dad does, and puts them to use for you.

Next to the dresser in her room is a little four-cube storage unit with bins that hold an assortment of things for you whenever you’re over her place. One bin has all your snacks in it that you generally like to eat, but she makes sure that it’s stocked up when your period comes around. Another has our comfy clothes you like to wear that keep you warm. Another has all the pads, tampons, and pain killers you’ll ever need, and lastly, the heating pad/warm water bottle to battle the cramps with.

Gwen will be kind of a worrywart, especially if she knows that your cramps get really bad sometimes. She’ll hover over you, wanting to help in any way she can, and even if you tell her to back off, she’ll still just kind of like, floats around just in case. It’s all out of love, though. And best believe she won't let you go if you finally invite her to cuddle again.

ᴍᴀʀɢᴏ ᴋᴇꜱꜱ

Homegirl definitely pops in on her folks using her avatar, and I feel like this all the same when those she loves are on her period. She herself suffers from heavy flows and monster cramps sometimes, so she knows a thing or two on how to manage them for herself, and for her friends and partner.

Nutrition plays a big part, so like Hobie, Margo will try to help you out with certain foods and drinks to help alleviate some of the pain and pressure from your period. She even forms a little challenge for the two of you to try out while you’re on your cycles together so that you can try things out and see if they work for you

Ironically, one of her favorite facts is that one can actually sync up with other people who they’ve bonded with over the internet, Since it’s likely majority of her friends are online and that she’d meet her partner through her virtual avatar, she’s not completely surprised when it happened, but more intrigued that it actually is factual

While she also knows that a healthy nutrition helps out big time, don't think for a second Margo won’t open up a tub of ice cream and a bag of chocolates with you and put on a movie to get through the first day of the period blues. Comfort over all is the philosophy that she follows, so if you’re not down for any of that healthy shit, she isn’t either. She’s more than glad to sleep in with you while eating fast food, so long as you’re there for when you two have to struggle to get back on routine lmao

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vpzllx · 10 months

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Spiderverse tweets 😘

Y’all tbh idek why i made these i was just bored and i added my lil oc in there so like 👍

Anyways tell me if y’all want more of this 🤭

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bluenotes75 · 11 months

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I don't care. Miles and Spiderbyte are dating in my head.

#miles morales #accross the spiderverse #spiderverse #miles x margot #spider byte #spiderman x spiderbyte #miles earth 42 x reader #margo

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madixkiwi · 11 months

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Pressure (Chapter 2)

Miguel O'Hara x Reader (fem)

Word Count: 1.5k

Description: Miguel and Y/N are in an established relationship. As the events of "Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse" gradually unfold, conflict arises between the couple. Miguel is a complicated man with the fate of the multiverse riding on his shoulders. Y/N is a Spider-Society technician with a big heart and strong morals.

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Two months had passed since Gwen had joined Spider-Society, and she was fitting in well. Y/N had introduced her to Hobie and Pavitr, and she even convinced Miguel to send them on missions together. Their friendship grew from there, and Gwen was proving to be an exceptional addition to the team. Miguel began sending her on solo missions as his confidence in her abilities grew. He was currently about to assign her another task, but he wanted to inform Margo and Y/N about it first.

Y/N was in the process of sending an anomaly back to its respective universe when Miguel went to see her. Margo watched the monitors to ensure everything was running smoothly while Y/N carefully typed away, oblivious to her partner standing in the doorway.

“Alright, that should do it. How’s it look?” She turned to inspect Margo’s screens.

“Everything looks good. Time to send this guy home.”

With the click of a button the Go Home Machine effortlessly transported the villain away. Y/N and Margo celebrated with a high five, and she finally noticed the light from the hallway pouring into the room through the open door. She smiled when her eyes landed on Miguel, who stared at her with a small grin of his own. “Miguel,” she acknowledged, alerting Margo of their boss’ presence in the room. “It’s good to see you.”

Margo spun around and waved. “Hi, Miguel. Need something?”

Miguel approached the control panel and stopped in front of it, crossing his arms across his chest. “I’m sending Gwen on a mission to capture another anomaly,” he began with a concerningly stern tone. “We’ll need the Go Home Machine ready for him as soon as she returns. I don’t want this guy causing us any trouble.”

Margo nodded. “We’re on it.”

“Yeah,” Y/N agreed. She gave Miguel a look that said, “What’s the deal?”, but he ignored her silent inquiry. His eyes averted her own, focusing on the keyboard of the control panel instead.

“Great. This shouldn’t take her long.” Miguel swiftly turned his heel and left the room without saying another word. Margo and Y/N looked at each other as soon as he was gone, sharing the same confused expression. Miguel’s assertion and stoic indifference made him a respectable leader. Likewise, he was serious about most work matters; however, he looked especially troubled when he came to Y/N and Margo. Over the past few days it had become increasingly obvious that something was going on with him. He had been practically glued to his monitors, and he started to come home later than usual. He also refused to open up about his feelings, which worried Y/N even more.

“What’s up with him?” Y/N was so lost in thought that she almost didn’t hear Margo’s question.

“I don’t know. I guess we’ll find out later when Gwen gets back.”

“Yeah,” Margo sighed. “I guess so.”

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Miguel’s voice rang throughout HQ as he urgently spoke into the overhead speakers. “Containment team 1, report to Dock 7 immediately. I repeat, containment team 1, report to Dock 7 ASAP.”

Spider-Society buzzed with curious conversation as the containment team followed Miguel’s orders. Y/N sat up in her chair upon hearing the message, clenching her jaw in frustration. “That’s it!” She declared, jumping out of her seat.

Margo looked up from her tablet in surprise. “What? What is it? What-”

“I’m tired of being left in the dark. I’m going to find out what’s going on right now.”

Y/N stormed out of the control room in a flurry of determination and concern. Despite his denial, it was apparent that something really had been bothering Miguel for a while. Whatever it was, Y/N didn’t really care. All she wanted was for Miguel to be honest with her, to tell her what was going on in his head. She made it to his office in record time with a trail of fire burning in her wake. Lyla greeted her before Miguel could turn around to see her flustered on the floor beneath his platform.

“Heyyy, hot stuff.”

Y/N smiled at her kindly. She always did like Lyla, but she wanted the opportunity to talk to Miguel alone right now. “Hey, Lyla. How’s it going?”

“Oh, you know how it is, being stuck with Mr. Grumpy Pants.” Miguel glared at her and began to slowly descend down towards Y/N.

“Yup, I know all about that.” Y/N’s cheery demeanor faltered when she made eye contact with Miguel. “I don’t want to kick you out or anything, but I was hoping I’d get the chance to talk to Miguel alone?”

“Yeah, for sure! Say less, girly, I’ll give you two your privacy.”

“Thanks so much.”

“Don’t mention it.” Lyla disappeared with a wink, leaving Miguel and Y/N in the room by themselves.

Miguel jumped off of the platform that had yet to reach the ground, for he didn’t want to make Y/N wait for him to reach her. He towered over her cautiously, attempting to read the complicated mix of emotions that resided on her face. She felt her heart pound against her chest.

“You wanted to talk to me?” Miguel asked. There was a glint of worry in his eyes.

“Mhm. Yup, exactly.” Y/N struggled to confront him. She was aware of the anger that swelled in her chest, and she worried about acting emotionally instead of logically.

Miguel raised an eyebrow. “Go ahead, I’m all ears.”

Y/N took a deep breath and let everything out. “You haven’t been honest with me lately. We’ve been together for so long, Miguel, and I know you by now. I can tell when something’s bothering you, or when you’re stressed. I’m not stupid! And yet, every time I ask if you’re okay you deny it, as if I’m oblivious to the changes in your behavior.” Miguel opened his mouth to say something, but Y/N cut him off as she continued ranting.

“You’ve been so obsessed with your work lately. You’re barely ever home, and you never have time for me anymore!” Miguel closed his mouth and bit his tongue. “I just want you to trust me. You can tell me anything. Whatever you’re going through, I don’t want you to go through it alone.”

For a moment the couple stood in silence. Y/N focused on holding back her tears while Miguel struggled to come up with a valid response to her grievance. The tension in the air was thick. “Please,” Y/N whispered, tears pooling in her eyes. “Just… just tell me what’s worrying you. I want to help. I want to know.”

One of Miguel’s hands ran through his hair as he prepared to speak. He felt his heart shatter at the sight of his girlfriend cowering in front of him, begging him to let her in. He gulped and reached out for her hands, enveloping them in his own. He stepped closer to her so they were only inches apart.

“I’m sorry for pushing you away. I never meant to hurt your feelings.” He spoke to her so gently. “Lately I’ve had a lot on my plate. I wanted to tell you everything, really, but I didn’t want you to worry.”

“But I-” Miguel was crushed with the weight of immense guilt as tears finally started streaming down Y/N’s face. She ripped her hands out of Miguel’s grasp and desperately tried wiping them away, not wanting her boyfriend to feel sorry for her.

Miguel panicked, holding her face in both of his giant hands. He bent over and swiped her tears away with his thumbs. “Hey, please don’t cry. No llores, cariño,” he pleaded. Y/N sniffled and tried her best to grasp a hold of her emotions.

Beeping noises from Miguel’s monitors interrupted his and Y/N’s conversation. His head instinctively snapped towards the computers, scanning the screens for notifications. He turned back to Y/N with a guilty look on his face. “I have to go,” his eyes said.

“Please don’t leave,” Y/N silently begged.

“I’m sorry,” he backed away slowly towards the monitors.

“Wait-”

“This conversation isn’t over. I promise, it’s not.”

Y/N stood still as she watched Miguel spin around to observe the screens in silence. After a few seconds passed he broke the quiet with a sigh. “There’s something I need to address. It’s important. When I get home tonight we can start from where we left off, okay?”

“You still don’t want to tell me what’s going on?” Y/N asked.

“No, it’s not that,” Miguel spoke quickly, terrified of hurting Y/N any more than he already had. “Look, Jess is bringing Gwen, Hobie, Pavitr and a new kid back to HQ. I told them to report to me-”

“I’ll escort them here then. Let me go get them,” Y/N proposed. She didn’t give Miguel any time to protest. Leaning over his monitors, she scanned the information on the screens until she found what she was looking for. “There, Dock 9. I’ll be right back.” She didn’t dare look Miguel in the eye as she ran out of the room, leaving him alone. She needed to get away from him, and she needed some time to breathe. Miguel cursed at himself for being so dismissive. Being the leader of Spider-Society was especially difficult on days like today, when his job clashed with his personal life.

He desperately wanted to leave HQ for the day, to go home early for once and dedicate the entire evening to Y/N; but he knew he couldn’t do that. Y/N knew that too, but her heart still ached.

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moniheartsluffy · 10 months

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NEW DUE!

summary: atsv characters react to your new hair😛

genre/warnings: crack, fluff. some are established relationships and some are platonic. SMAU. black!reader

note: i totally didn’t make this bc i just got my hair done..

characters: miles morales (1610 & 42) & margo kess (spider-byte)

the hairstyles shown are french curl braids, island twist, and boho knotless braids.🩷

#spiderman atsv x reader #across the spiderverse #spider man atsv #spiderman atsv x black reader #spider-man atsv x black!reader #miles morales #earth 1610 #prowler miles #earth 42 miles morales x black!reader #earth 1610 miles x black!reader #margo kess #spider byte #ATSV SMAU

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howdoesagrapewrites · 9 months

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𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚

Content: ATSV characters as dumb things I've done

Miles Morales got caught doing a graffiti by his kindergarten teacher, who recognized him and tried to start a whole conversation while saying she hoped better for him

Gwen Stacy started greeting a guy in the hallway without knowing who he was, even had sort of a secret handshake for over year, then the guy disappeared, she never knew his name

Pavitr Prabhakar still remembers the full government names of the kids that stole his littlest pet shop at preschool

Peter B. Parker was so depressed he wanted to drown his sorrows and took half a bottle of tequila he found laying around. Then he was told that shit wasn't tequila, it was vinegar

Hobie Brown made a friend who was in first grade and motivated him and his other classmates to take down the corrupt class president who was elected by the teacher and not popular vote and acted like a little prick. The kid got jumped by the other children at recess and they called his guardians to answer for his "antisocial behavior"

Gayatri Singh scratched her own face multiple times with her long ass nails that she refuses to trim because they're natural and she took a long time to grow them, she tells people it's her cat to spare the embarrassment

Miles G. Morales got bullied for reading comic books so he started practicing moves from the comic characters to beat the bullies. It sorta worked

Miguel O'Hara doesn't know how to open cans or use can openers and violently stabs them until he can cut them with a knife

Jessica Drew tripped in high heels near a person she wanted to impress and pretended she fainted/her knees failed from hypoglycemia

Ganke Lee created a fake account to stalk people and they actually started believing the account was real and started telling stories about how they knew the guy and went to concerts and shit with him

Margo Kess "doxxed" a guy he was arguing with online, but she just recognized him as one of her friend's neighbor and posted a photo of his house

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blueysobssesions · 10 months

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SPIDERVERSE TWEETS

#blueyheartzposts #spiderverse #tweets #astv #miguel o hara #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #pavitr prabhakar #gwen stacy #spider man lego #spider ham #miles morales #spider byte #spider punk #spiderman 2099

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urmadiik · 3 months

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Quick prowlerbyte thought 😛 ‼️‼️

Miles and Margo sat atop of a building, the gentle breeze ruffling through Margo’s pixelated curls. Her legs were dangling off the edge and Miles’ was forehead glistening off of the afternoon sun after a long day of running around and chasing criminals. Margo leaned her shoulder against his as they enjoyed the familiar nose of Brooklyn, eating takeout as they talked and talked. Suddenly, something slipped his mind that he just couldn’t brush off.

“You ever thought that.. I dunno… you could’ve been something more somewhere else? Like your living the bad version of…the life you were supposed to have?” He spoke quietly, dipping his fries in ketchup.

“Mmm..yeah, sometimes I guess…more than I wanna admit” She shrugged, chewing on her burger as he brushed her hair out the way.

He sighed softly, looking up at the sun like it’d give him the wisdom he yearned for, placing his food in his lap.

After a long, but comforting silence, she finally spoke.

“I love you.” She smiled a soothing smile as her eyes shined bright upon him, trying to put his worries to rest.

“Love you too Mar.” He smiled back with a slight chuckle, looking back down at her.

I got the idea from @bubblypinkfreak’s art on twitter 😋

I love them so much it’s insufferable I could go on a lil rant abt them

#madii’s lil rants #across the spiderverse #margo kess #miles morales #miles morales earth 42 #miles 42 #miles morales 1610 #spider byte #black reader #earth 1610 miles morales x reader #fluff #miguel o'hara #miles 42 x spiderbyte #gwen stacy #pavitr prabhakar #hobie brown

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xxoxobree · 9 months

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So I watched the clip of Miles in the go home machine and Margo ultimately deciding not to stop the machine and help but I’m a bit conflicted. I almost wished she would’ve stopped the machine because he didn’t get to actually go home, but on the other hand if he stayed he probably never would’ve gotten a way out and his daddy would be all but dead 🥲.

#spider man: across the spider verse #across the spider verse spoilers #across the spiderverse #miles morales atsv #miles morales #atsv #margo kess #spider byte #go home machine #earth 42 #neteyamsmunch #neteyamsmunch fics #breeandhermunches #breeandhermunchesfics #miles morales x reader

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mm-275 · 10 months

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PARTY / MIGUEL O'HARA

Request: not really? (friend asked for if)

Prompt: you’re dating Miguel, but when all the problem teens gets told no to a party in Hobie’s world by said man, they come to you to help them change Miguel’s mind.

Tw: none really other than reader is lowk a pushover and shit.

Hearing Miles, Gwen, Pavitr, Margo, and Hobie all walk towards you is never a good sign, especially when it’s right after coming back from Miguel’s room. Which is why when you hear it, you start to turn to walk away, failing when the dreaded “Aye, y/n” is shouted by Hobie.

You turn around, eyeing them suspiciously.

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“Will you please help us convince Miguel to go to a party in Hobie’s world?” Miles asks, and you can see him trying to give you his best puppy dog eyes.

Hobie interrupts you before you can think or voice any concerns, “It’s a small party held by a some of my friends at home, and you’ll be able to reach us easily.”

You hesitate a bit, wondering if it is a good choice. I mean, there’s a reason Miguel said no, right?

“Miguel is a buzzkill, he doesn’t let us do anything, ever.” Margo states, and you kind of agree.

You debate it in your head for a second, but decide why not? They’re good kids and they’re pretty responsible from what you’ve seen.

You end up in Miguel’s room quicker than you wish, and standing infront of him suddenly seems nerve wracking. He’s your boyfriend, why do you suddenly feel like a teenager being scolded? (it’s his glare dw)

He looks down at you, and you clear your throat.

“Why can’t they go the party in Hobie’s world?” He looks at you, eyebrow raised slightly in amusement? frustration? confusion?

Miguel was catching on to the fact that they were using y/n to get him to say yes, I mean he wasn’t born yesterday, and they made it kind of obvious the way Miles and Gwen were pretending to stare at the ceiling and Pav looked like he was on the edge of his seat.

Hobie and Margo seeming to be the only normal looking ones, as Hobie was leaned against a wall and looking at them with his arms crossed, and Margo was scrolling through some sort of social on her phone.

“We may need them, incase of any sort of disturbance anywhere.” He counters, looking at y/n again.

“But we can reach them easily, and Lyla could keep watch on them!”

He looks at her as what was surly amusement, but the look quickly faded when Hobie butts in,

“It’s 8pm in my world, no villains are gunna be bad at this time.”

“Villains don’t care what time it is, and if any more hop through to different dimensions, we’ll need you” Miguel stares at Hobie with a deadpanned expression, which is returned with a scoff.

“And I’m sure that they can be responsible enough to respond when they’re needed. Miguel they’re teenagers, they deserve a break and some fun sometimes too, don’t you remember being a teen?”

Miguel seems to consider this. Miles, Gwen, and Margo has looked over at this point, and Pav looked as if he was going to fall over the way he kept inching his body forward, with his legs staying glued to the ground.

“You better answer within the minute I need you.”

Miguel finally looks over at them all the way, and Hobie’s eyes widen, Miles, Margo, and Gwen all turn towards eachother excitedly, and Pav literally does fall over this time, jumping back up quickly and joining the group of three in their excited talks.

They start to walk away, Margo yelling a quick “thanks” and their fading voices saying something along the lines of “we should’ve been doing that all along”

Miguel puts his hand on your shoulder, you tending up slightly and then relaxing and moving closer to him.

“You realize that they’re gunna keep doing that, right?” Your boyfriend asks, moving closer behind you and grabbing your waist as you watch them all walk out.

“Yeah, but they deal with so much and they’re just kids, they deserve a break.” You turn around and peck his lips. “And so do you,” you grab his hand and start to pull him towards the exit as well. “c’mon, let’s go check out that new cafe I saw from the window.”

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AHH i love and hate it. please leave feedback and i hope this is good 🫶

#miguel spiderman #miguel o'hara #miguel x you #miguel x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman #miles morales #miles morales 1610 #hobie brown #spider punk #margo spider byte #spider byte #gwen stacy #spider gwen #pavitr prabhakar #spider india

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madixkiwi · 11 months

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Pressure (Chapter 1)

Miguel O'Hara x Reader (fem)

Word Count: 1.3k

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News of the Renaissance Vulture’s appearance in Earth-65 spread rapidly throughout Spider-Society. Miguel was busy watching over his monitors when Lyla was made aware of the situation, prompting her to interrupt his focus. She casually informed Miguel about the anomaly, and he immediately abandoned his post to take care of the problem.

“Wait, are you really planning on tackling this on your own?” Lyla asked with a faux sense of curiosity. Miguel would have ignored her as he marched down the hall towards the Go Home Machine if it weren’t for her unwavering persistence.

“I’ve handled worse on my own before,” he huffed.

“Okayyy, just don’t be scared to call for backup.”

Miguel shook his head in annoyance. When he arrived at the control room of the Go Home Machine, the doors opened to reveal the two people he needed to address before heading out. Spider-Byte sat in front of the control panel, testing out holographic filters that added virtual flowers in her hair and hearts floating around her face. Beside her stood Y/N, carelessly laughing as Margo selected a filter that turned her hair green. The two girls paused what they were doing as soon as Miguel walked into the room. Margo quickly shut off the hologram and giggled awkwardly while Y/N stiffened and straightened her posture.

“Oh, hey Miguel,” she murmured.

“Ay, Dios mio,” Miguel whispered under his breath. He closed his eyes and sighed, deciding not to comment on what he just witnessed. “Lyla’s detected an anomaly on Earth-65, so I’m going to go take care of it. Have the Go Home Machine ready when I get back so we can send it back where it belongs as soon as possible.”

“Roger that,” Margo said.

Y/N nodded in agreement, flashing Miguel a sheepish grin. “You got it. We’ll have everything ready when you get back.”

Although his sharp features remained rigid, Y/N recognized the affection for her in his gaze as his eyes slightly softened. The pair had been together for years, even before Miguel had become the Spider-Man of Earth-2099. They remained friends for a while until Miguel began the Spider-Society, for their platonic relationship quickly blossomed into romance after he allowed Y/N to join the team as a technician. Miguel’s dedication to his job often prevented him from properly expressing his adoration for his partner, though Y/N was content in knowing that his walls always came tumbling down after a hard day’s work had concluded.

Without wasting any time Miguel entered the proper coordinates on his watch and opened a portal to Earth-65. “Time me,” he said as he pulled his mask over his face. “I’ll be back before dinner.” And with that he launched himself through the portal.

Lyla stayed behind for a moment, popping up between Margo and Y/N. “Hey guys, can you tell Jess about this before Miguel asks me to call for her later?”

“You don’t think he can handle this on his own?” Margo questioned.

Lyla shrugged. “Better safe than sorry.”

The A.I. then disappeared as the portal in the middle of the room closed, leaving Y/N and Margo alone again. Y/N hummed as she began writing a message to Jess, informing her about the situation in case Miguel needed her help later on. Margo pulled up a timer and started the count as Miguel requested.

“Do you think he’ll actually make it back in time for dinner? That’s in half an hour.”

“I guess we’ll find out soon.”

***

Miguel had actually returned five minutes later than he had anticipated, though he appeared in the control room with a Vulture, Jess, and another Spider-Person in tow. Confusion overtook Y/N’s features as she peered at the anomaly that looked as if he had come straight out of someone’s sketchbook. “You’re late,” she teased, crossing her arms and turning her attention to Miguel.

He tossed the Vulture directly onto the Go Home Machine’s platform, and Margo began to run the sequence that would return him to his correct universe. Miguel then pulled off his mask before walking over to Y/N. “I know, I know. This one’s on me. I guess I-”

“Bit off more than you could chew?” Jess smirked from across the room. The new Spider-Person hesitantly lingered beside her.

“Yeah, I did.” Miguel’s lips formed into a frown, visibly disappointed in himself.

Y/N noticed the shift in his demeanor and decided to change the subject. “So,” She turned towards the girl in the white costume. “Who’s the new recruit?”

The new kid practically jumped as soon as they were mentioned. “Go on,” Jess encouraged them with a caring smile. “Why don’t you tell us all who you are?”

There was a brief moment of silence before they spoke up. “My name is Gwen Stacey. I was bitten by a radioactive spider, and it gave me superpowers.”

“Welcome to the club.” Miguel responded.

***

Y/N had been assigned the job of taking Gwen on a tour of Spider-Society after Miguel took her in. She introduced Gwen to all of the different Spiders while showing her around the building, simultaneously learning more about Gwen in the process. By the end of the day the pair had grown fond of each other.

When night finally fell upon Nueva York, Y/N showed Gwen to her room and clocked out of work for the day. She made her way back to the apartment she shared with Miguel, finding it empty. The sight of a vacant apartment was one that Y/N knew well. She almost always made it home before her partner. She showered before laying down for bed. Miguel didn’t arrive home until three hours after Y/N had fallen asleep.

The disturbance of Miguel crawling into bed while Y/N was sleeping never failed to wake her, though she happily embraced the moments when she would open her eyes and see Miguel staring down at her. Tonight she noticed that he was especially tense. He brushed the hair out of her face and leaned down to press a soft kiss to her forehead.

“Mi amor,” he grumbled sweetly.

Y/N smiled with bliss. “Hey.” She turned over and stretched out her arms. Miguel reached out and wrapped his arms around her torso, melting into the warmth of her body as she buried her face against his neck. As she brought her arms around him in a gentle embrace, she could clearly feel the tension that he carried in his shoulders.

“How was work today?” She whispered against his skin. Her words came out groggy since they were laced with sleep.

Miguel sighed. “Luckily today’s anomaly didn’t cause much trouble. He didn’t disrupt the canon, and only managed to destroy a museum.”

“Oh, that’s all?” Y/N giggled. “Is that why you took so long to wrap things up?”

“Running into Gwen set us back. I wasn’t planning on bringing her to headquarters, but Jess was insistent.”

“Gwen told me about what happened. You did the right thing, bringing her to Spider-Society.”

Miguel hummed.

“Is that what’s got you so stressed?”

“Stressed?”

“I can feel it in your muscles, and I can see it, too. You’ve been so stiff lately. What’s going on?”

Miguel’s arms tightened around Y/N’s body. She felt his racing heartbeat thud against her chest. “It’s nothing, just an anomaly we’ve yet to catch.”

“Nothing, hm?”

“It’s nothing, okay? I promise.”

Y/N wasn’t convinced, but she was too tired to challenge Miguel’s claim. She yawned and snuggled her head against his body instead of arguing. Miguel yawned as well, his pearly fangs glistening in the moonlight that slivered through the bedroom window. He gave Y/N another kiss on the forehead upon realizing she was slowly drifting to sleep.

“Goodnight, princesa.”

“Goodnight, I love you.”

“I love you, too. Sweet dreams.”

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