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jedijesi · 6 months

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Caught in the Cat's Web Chapter 4

Miguel O'Hara x Felicia Hardy!Reader

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Warnings: SMUT (no piv), Angst, She/Her Pronouns, Enemies to Lovers, Slowish Burn

Word Count: 2.4k

Summary: Felicia goes on a date with Web-Slinger, but Miguel doesn't like it for some reason. Why? He hates her, right?

Co-Author: @stclairesplace

Nueva York, Earth-838

“And Spider-Cat brought in a whopping 57 criminals in one night,” Jessica informed Miguel as she jotted down her notes. “Did you and Felicia rip each other apart last night? I mean, you know you don’t have to train them. Web-Slinger’s expressed plenty of times how much he’s been waiting to join me in training recruits.”

Miguel shakes his head towards Jessica. “No. We didn’t kill each other… it was actually... pretty nice.” Jessica makes a mental note of the way Miguel smiles as he recalls the night. “Felicia was incredible, she brought in 34 criminals and made sure each and every victim was okay. It’s like she's been doing this all her life.”

“Hmmm.” Jessica nods, trying to understand what else must have happened in order for Miguel to act so cheerful, compared to yesterday. “Well, you can take a back seat now and focus on the other universes. I think I'm gonna take Web-Slinger on as a trainer, he’s been expressing wanting to take on bigger roles.”

“No, no, I don't mind helping out.”

“I think you're scaring the recruits, though.”

Miguel sighs, “I’ll back off a bit, but I like training and they should get used to it. I'm the boss.”

Jessica shrugs, “Whatever you want, Miguel. I'm gonna go bring Web-Slinger on, still.”

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Felicia walks into the crowded dining hall to grab her usual latte before work. She needed a pick-me-up after last night's adventures. After ordering she goes to the pick-up bar to wait, watching the masked baristas make her drink.

“Black coffee for Web-Slinger!” A barista shouts to the waiting customers.

“Pardon, ma'am.” Felicia is taken aback as she turns to meet a masked horse and his masked rider.

She quickly moves out of the way, watching as he leans down to grab his cup of coffee. “Quite the entrance you two made there," Felicia said, a sly grin on her face as she leaned against the pick-up bar, her eyes glinting with amusement. "I can’t say I’ve seen a Spider-Man and their trusty steed in a coffee shop before."

The masked rider couldn't help but return a playful smirk. "Well, we do try to make an entrance wherever we go," he replied with a hint of mischief in his voice.

“Iced Latte for Night Spider!” The barista shouts prompting Felicia to grab her drink.

The horse's rider, whose mask concealed most of his face, had an air of confidence about him as he gracefully dismounted. “Would you like to join me?” He asks, taking the reins into his gloved hands.

Felicia smiles flirtatiously, “Only if you let me ride bareback.”

Web-Slinger and Felicia walk to an empty table that overlooks the sights of Nueva York.

The Web-Slinger pulls out the red chair for Felicia, for her to sit in before sitting across from her. “I don't believe I’ve seen you around.” The man says.

“I’m relatively new.” She shrugs taking a sip from her straw.

“Ahh, so you must be part of the group I’m gonna start training, huh.”

“I already know everythin’ I need to know, cowboy” Felicia winks.

Web-Slinger leans over the table and with a whisper, says, “I’m sure there's plenty I can teach you, little lady.”

The sound of Felicia’s laugh catches the attention of Miguel and LYLA as they walk to the gym. Miguel smiles to himself realizing he's rarely heard Felicia laugh. Wanting to see what all the fuss was, he followed the sound of her laughter through the dining hall to see her and Web-Slinger and Felicia leaned in close over the small table, sharing a quiet exchange before both of them suddenly burst into laughter. It was a casual moment, nothing too significant, but for some reason, Miguel felt an unexpected surge of anger.

"I don't know if you know this," Felicia remarked, her voice playful, "but I'm an environmental activist. I prefer to save a horse n' ride a cowboy." She winked at Web-Slinger.

Miguel, unamused, interrupted with a deadpan expression. "Hardy."

Felicia slowly leaned away from the cowboy and turned her attention to Miguel. "O'Hara," she purred, her tone laden with innuendo.

Miguel shifted his gaze, his voice carrying a note of annoyance. "We're meeting in 5 minutes."

Felicia maintained her sultry demeanor. "I know, big boy. I'll be there."

The two locked eyes in a heated stare until Web-Slinger, noticing the tension, interjected, "Everythin' okay between you two?"

Felicia gave Miguel a devious smile. "Never better," she replied, her tone filled with mischief. "I guess I'll head over to the gym. Thanks for being eye candy," she told Web-Slinger with a flirtatious parting glance.

“Were goin’ the game way, darlin’, why don't you ride Widow with me?” He says as he stands.

Felicia smirks as she sauntered over to the cowboy. “I thought you'd never ask.”

Felicia gracefully mounts the horse, her curves accentuated by the tight spider suit she wore. Her long silver hair cascaded down her back as she adjusted the reins and settled into the saddle. With a gentle but firm grasp, she held onto the reins. She leaned forward against Widow’s next, her breasts touching the saddle horn, and held eye contact with Miguel as she brought her right hand out to stroke the horse's neck, sweetly saying, “Good boy”. Once Web-Slinger hopped on behind her he kept his hands along her waist. He gave Widow a quick kick, the horse moving from a walk into a slow, sultry trot, glancing back with a smirk as she rode away. Leaving Miguel's jaw tightens as he attempts to comprehend what had just happened.

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“Good afternoon, recruits!” LYLA said with her cheery voice. “You all did fantastic last night. Since training is wrapping up and you'll soon be full-fledged members of the Spider Society, for the next few days we have some of our top veterans that you can shadow and work one-on-one with until graduation! Feel free to roam about and interview Spider Society members! LYLA said before glitching away.

Recruits excitedly wandered around the gym and to the cafeteria to the various experts for help. Felicia didn’t need to do much wandering as she had her eyes set on a certain cowboy.

Felicia waited behind Julia as she fangirled over one of her favorite Spider heroes. “I’d be happy to let you shadow me, ma'am. Meet me here tomorrow night, okay?”

Julia nodded excitedly, “of course, Sir! Thank you!”

“Now if you'll excuse me.” The cowboy says, tipping his hat as he moves past Julia to where Felicia stands.

“Hey, Cowboy.” She smirked, leaning against the wall.

Web-Slinger places his forearm on the area above her head, using it to lean on. “You lookin’ for a teacher?”

Felicia shrugs, “I don't know, you teachin’ cowboy?”

“Yes, ma'am. I can take you out to the bar upstairs to study. How does that sound, gorgeous?”

Miguel couldn't seem to concentrate on the line of recruits interviewing him while Felicia and Web-Slinger were standing so obnoxiously close on the other side of the gym. It was too noisy to completely understand their conversation with his super hearing, but from what he could gather, it sounded as if they were going on a date.

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New York, Earth-192

Felicia meticulously adhered to the event's dress code, selecting an elegant formal outfit. She stood before the mirror, her gaze scrutinizing her appearance. Her sleek, black dress clung to her figure, accentuating her curves, and she took a moment to ensure everything fell just right. She focused on the way her ass looked in it, turning back around, she checked her hair she let it down, before placing her mask over her eyes. “Hot.” She states, seeing at the final look.

Felicia cast a quick glance at the time, realizing that it was time to make her departure. In a hurry, she snatched up her watch, deftly input the coordinates for Nueva York, and activated the portal. With a sense of purpose and confidence, she stepped into the shimmering gateway.

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Nueva York, Earth-838

Felicia takes the elevator to the 102nd floor. As the doors open, the sound of jazz music and laughter mixed with the smells of alcohol and cigars makes Felicia feel like she was back in her Black Cat days, robbing rich men at fancy bars. As she saunters towards to bar, she spots the red spider bandana paired with a black button-up and slacks.

“Hey, Cowboy.” She hums, catching the man’s attention.

“My, my, my…” The Web-Slinger stands, removing his hat as he admires Felicia. “You're a sight, darlin’.”

Felicia feels her cheeks heat up at his reaction. “I hope you are ready to study.” She teases.

“I'm ready to do a lot more than studying.” He whispers in her ear as he pushes Felicia’s stool in.

“What can I get you two tonight?” The masked bartender asked.

“A vodka martini please,” Felicia says, leaning on the bar, letting her breasts shine.

“And a whisky for me.” Web-Slinger tips his hat to the bartender.

Felicia swivels in her stool to look directly at the handsome cowboy. “So, cowboy, what’s your real name?”

“Patrick.”

“Hmm… I like Cowboy better. Now, aren't you gonna tell me about the Spider Society?”

Meanwhile, Miguel and Ben took a seat in the armchairs near the fireplace. Miguel leaned back, scanning the bar area subtly, his eyes narrowing as he spotted Felicia and Patrick at the bar, engrossed in their conversation.

"I didn't even know this bar existed, Sir," Ben remarked, his voice tinged with a mix of nervousness and excitement.

Miguel nodded, keeping an eye on Felicia while maintaining a calm demeanor. "It's a hidden gem, Ben. We like to have nice amenities for the spider-people who work and live here full time. Now, remember, patience is key in our line of work. Just observe, listen, and let me know if anything unusual happens."

“Is something going down here?” Ben said excitedly.

Miguel shakes his head, rolling his eyes. “No. Consider it training. For example, look! Felcia’s here-”

“Holy shit she looks hot-” Ben is cut off by a smack to the head from Miguel.

“Shut the fuck up.” He yells in a whisper. “You said you wanted me to train you, you wanna learn or not?” Ben nods slowly, like a sad puppy. “Our goal is to observe Felicia, see what she doing here, maybe find out what she's talking about.”

“Well, she’s eating those olives very seductively,” Ben says, fixated on the little detail, making Miguel regret bringing him.

As the evening went on, the date between Felicia and Patrick seemed to progress smoothly. Miguel couldn't help but admire how well she looked in something other than her suit, but he remained vigilant all while Ben interpreted their date.

“You mentioned you were an environmental activist, correct?” Felicia could hear the grin in his voice.

She took one last sip of her martini, placing the empty glass back down onto the wooden bar. “Oh, yes. Very passionate.” She bats her eyes.

“You know..” Patrick leans in, placing his hand on Felicia’s thigh. “I’d love to get involved. You think you'd be interested in helpin’ me, dalrin’?”

Felica gives the cowboy a crocodile smile before standing. “Lead the way, cowboy.”

This causes Miguel to jump. “Woah what's going on, Ben.”

“Um… She's an environmental activist.” He shrugs, leaving both men confused.

“You’re no help.”

Felicia and Patrick scurry past the elevator down a hallway. “Where are we going?” Felicia giggles.

“There’s a common room everyone forgets about with an incredible view this way.” He says, turning the corner.

The Web-Slinger stops in front of the door, tugging down his mask, revealing his sharp, beautiful features before leaning in to kiss Felicia. She moans into his mouth, as they let lust take over. Patrick’s right hand roams Felicia’s body as his left fiddles with the handle of the door. As soon as it opens, he uses his superhuman strength to pick up Felicia as if she were a feather, letting her legs wrap around his waist.

Once in the room, Felicia throws the cowboy’s hat and begins unbuttoning his shirt. Meanwhile, Patrick moans in lust, walking to the other side of the room to sit on the couch in front of the big window. With Felicia on his lap, he grinds up into her clothed pussy, moaning as he feels how drenched she is. “Fuck, Darlin’.” He moans, unzipping the back of her dress, and exposing her black lace bra.

Felicia moans as she rocked against Patrick’s clothed cock. “Ride me.” He begs.

“Shhhh… Let me take my time, cowboy.” She moans, closing her eyes, feeling his lips suck on her neck while he plays with her breasts. “I need it, cowboy.” She whines.

“Ahem.” The sound of someone clearing his throat, causes Felicia’s eyes to open wide.

“Miguel?!” Felicia shouts, lifting her dress to cover her chest and Patrick to scrabble to button up his shirt. “What are you doing here?!”

Miguel turns the dim light on to illuminate the room, chuckling to himself as the two panics. “This is a common room.”

“Hi, Felicia.” Ben peaks from around the corner, watching as she zips her dress up.

“Ben?!” She could punch the wall, she was so frustrated.

“You know, romantic relationships are not allowed in the Spider Society,” Miguel says, leaning on the door frame.

“Gee thanks, boss.” Felicia snaps.

“My apologies, sir. I didn't realize.” Patrick says as he tries to find his hat that Felicia threw in the heat of the moment.

Miguel's expression softened slightly as he observed the storm of emotions brewing in the room. He felt a tinge of guilt, knowing that his adherence to the Spider Society's rules had added to the tension. "In our line of work," he began, his voice measured, "it's vital that we stay focused. The Spider Society's rules exist to protect us all."

Felicia sighed, her frustration evident, the room's atmosphere heavy with unresolved conflict. "Fine, Miguel. I get it, you have stupid rules to make me more miserable." She turned to Patrick, giving him an apologetic look, and brushed past Miguel on her way out the door.

Patrick, somewhat flustered but understanding the gravity of the situation, nodded. "Is my position in jeopardy, Sir?"

Miguel reassured him with a nod. "No, you're one of our best." He held Patrick's gaze. "Be careful."

As Patrick left, Miguel found himself standing alone, the weight of the situation pressing on him. He couldn't quite pinpoint the jumble of emotions within him – anger, guilt, or perhaps something else entirely. The room felt heavy with unresolved tension, leaving him to grapple with the repercussions of his decisions.

Chapter 5

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itzkirav · 10 months

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Web-slinger x reader

AN: sorry guys this is short😢

Dating hcs

Great boyfriend for sure👏

A true gentleman for sure.

Sweet guy.

He'll teach you how to ride Widow.

You guys go on horse rides on Widow.

I imagine him challenging a draw to another person if they either flirt with you or want to be with you. And obv he wins.

Calls you woman, lady, or my lady, and honey.

Picnic dates along with Widow?

Bring flowers on every date.

If you guys ever end up getting a pet it would be a dog.

Likes dancing with his lady.

I imagine he knows how to play the guitar and he'll make a song for you.

He’ll beat up a guy if he ever lay his hands on you. Usually happens on a bar date.

Inside his hat he has a photo of you or you together.

He’ll buy you a cowboy hat so you can match together.

Eventually wants to put a ring on your finger😉

Purposes but somehow gets Widow involved

#across the spiderverse #atsv #Patrick O’Hara x reader #web slinger #web slinger x reader

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sugarplumz100 · 8 months

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ATSV characters with a short reader

ATSV (Hobie Brown, Patrick O'Hara, & Miguel O'Hara) x fem!reader

Tw: 18+, fingering, size kink, tiny hands/wrists, name calling, bj m receiving, (petite reader), and breeding kink

Hobie (⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠♪

Hobie is already very tall even to average height people.

Hobie would definitely tease you about it, call you pipsqueak and rest his arm on your head because he thinks you look adorable when you get mad.

Hobie is the kind of person to purposely hold stuff over your head so you can't reach, he'd only give it to you if you beg and/or give him a kiss.

He wants you to literally cling on to him 24/7 but won't ask because he doesn't want you to feel weird about it.

Hobie definitely gets turned on when you compare the sizes of your hands.

He won't be able to stop thinking about how much smaller your tiny hand would look on his cock.

Patrick O'Hara (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)

Patrick would love to see you bond with Widow (I think that's his horses name).

Patrick thinks it's so cute when you try to get on but can't because of your short stature.

Patrick will bring you to his place to look at Widow and take her out for a ride.

Patrick stands there watching you, wishing that you would ride him instead.

Patrick is a gentleman so he would get anything off of a high shelf for you.

He may or may not stand around waiting till you need him.

Patrick likes to teach you how to shoot with his gun because he gets to see how small your hands are.

He gets to move your fingers and hand to the right place.

Miguel O'Hara (⁠　⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)⁠☞

Miguel is damn near 7ft tall so even if you aren't even short no way your gonna ever be face to face height with him.

Miguel is touch starved so when you get affectionate he gets awkward, he doesn't know how to hold you.

Miguel likes when you straddle him because he loves seeing the difference in size.

Miguel can't help but just want to stuff you full of his seed and breed you.

Miguel doesn't joke about your height often but when he does, only he is allowed to do it.

Miguel will spoil you rotten, especially with heels because he likes the thought of you trying to be taller but failing to do so.

Miguel is a busy busy busy man so he will fit you under his desk while you suck him off and struggle to fit all of it into your mouth.

Don't worry his big fingers will be toying with your tiny pussy.

#spiderman atsv #atsv #atsv smut #hobie x reader x miguel #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara smut #spiderman 2099 #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader smut #astv hobie #spiderpunk #patrick o'hara x reader #patrick o'hara #web slinger #webslinger x reader #webslinger #Patrick o'hara smut #itsv

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emptymasks · 10 months

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Well I said I’d get better at sharing my art on here and then realised last time I promoted any of my stickers on here was over a year ago. Oops. The fun story with these stickers are I’d drawn almost all of them, we had a power cut that, despite having saved this file multiple times over multiple days, corrupted the Photoshop file beyond repair and I had to draw them all again. But I got them them finished aaaa. 🕸️ ❤️

As always with my little chibis, they’re available as stickers, and as badges with customisable backgrounds of any colour of pride flags that you want. I can’t link to my Etsy without risking Tumblr hiding the post, but the link is in my pinned post, my carrd, I’m emptymasks on Etsy.

Reblogs help support artists more than likes ❤️

[ID: Individual chibi drawings of 30 characters from the Spiderverse films and comics that are available as stickers. Also as badges where they are placed inside circles to show what they will look like as physical button badges, some of them with plain colour backgrounds and some with 1-3 different pride flags as examples of how you can customise the backgrounds.]

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taurder · 10 months

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(n) sfw

you didn't thought that patrick o'hara was going to be chatty or loud during any kind of sexual exchange, and you were absolutely wrong assuming that. he likes the simple things in life, just like the gunslinger he is he enjoys washing up his horse after a long week, cleaning up his guns meticulously, taking a cold beer in summer afternoons while watching some shitty reality tv show, and riding your cock until his thighs are shaking almost every goddamn night.

he's unstoppable once he gets his hands on you and he lets you know just what he's thinking. he'll say how much he wants to suck on your dick, just as his belt and knees drop to the floor, he'll swear and comment on how much he's already salivating and his words will only be half interrupted when he starts licking on it. he won't stop talking fully, making small pauses to let you know what he really wants. i can't wait to have this inside. i'm gonna ride you so hard tonight. i'm so horny, i could probably cum just by licking you.

and he has in the past, but lately he uses whatever self-control there is in him to actually stand up again while squeezing the base of his own length to stop himself from coming. you don't always let him go easy, sometimes stopping him by the shoulders so he won't stand, burying your dick back into his hot mouth, hearing him whine but also watching his eyes roll up when you start fucking into his throat.

if he really puts his mind and will into it he won't cum until you're deep inside his ass, he's a good boy like that. he'll move his hips and bounce his body rapidly just after having spend the least amount of time possible to prepare and lubed up his hole; spilling praise to your cock, your looks and hot body as he chases down his first orgasm. he will get tight around you, screaming your name as his seed paints both of your abdomens in less than ten minutes. then he will start picking up his rhythm again, moaning more freely now into your neck, probably giving lazy kisses in the whole area as his cock starts swelling again.

the second orgasm will be more violent, his eyes getting wet and his thighs squeezing you as his whole body tenses up and a line of yes yes yes yes yes falls from his mouth a little choked. when you take his hips and start thrusting up into him for round three patrick will be groaning, trying his best to keep bouncing for you, to meet your thrusts just to be filled more, and you'll tell him how good he is.

third climax for him means the end of loud noises, replaced by the casual exhale of air and whispered loving phrases attached with your name, along with more compliments to the way you fucked him. if you're the insatiable one for the night he'll even let you fuck him slowly into the mattress, pounding into his hole with your cum while he just enjoys the moment, letting you do the work now. so in most nights it takes three orgasms to turn a cowboy into a pillow princess.

still thirsty?

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the-possum-writes · 10 months

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Save a horse, ride a cowboy

❥Character: Patrick O'Hara (Web Slinger)

❥Fandom: Spiderverse

❥Tags: NSFW, gen!neutral reader, unspecified g*nitalia, PWP, sweetheart as a pet name

❥Synopsis: Imagine being new to the spider society and after meeting Web Slinger you're immediately smitten and whisper to yourself. "Uff, I wouldn't mind riding that cowboy to save a horse." And next thing you know he's got you cornered and say. "I heard you like saving horses."

❥A/n: I would've liked to write relationship hcs first but I would need to investigate more, so enjoy this P/with plot. 🤠

Never in your wildest dreams would you have imagined riding a spider horse beside a cowboy in a society of spider people, as if being bitten by a radioactive spider wasn't bizarre enough. The trip on his horse Widow is undoubtedly bumpy, but after talking with Web Slinger, he's been nothing but charismatic and charming, so when he offered you a ride, you were quick to accept, especially now that you're able to wrap your arms around this athletic build.

"First time riding a horse?" You tighten your grip on Web Slinger's strong midsection as his horse suddenly turns sharply to race on the underside of a staircase. If you played your cards well, your hands might "accidentally" slide a few times simply to run them over his abdomen.

"No, but in my world, horses don't exactly gallop across the ceilings." You cough and chuckle, trying not to look down as the blood rushes to your head from being upside down.

"It's just like any other horse. Though, you're going to have to grab on tighter for this part." even though his tone is stern, you get the impression he's smiling under his bandana as Widow dashed through plenty passageways. Web Slinger climbs off first and helps you down after noting how unsteady you are after the trip after a few dizzying jumps later Widow comes to a rest as you quickly reach at the location where you file for one of those multidimensional gadgets.

"How are you feeling, partner? Widow was just trying to show off; we don't typically provide joyrides." Widow neighs with a contented breath as Web Slinger apologizes.

"I'm fine; I just need a minute or two." Even though you feel as though the world is spinning, you can't really complain because you got to share body heat with this charming guy. Web Slinger may come off as stern and unwelcome at first, but he has been an absolute gentleman. He may make fun of you occasionally, but how can you be mad when it results in a hug?

"How about you take a breather while I fetch you some water, I won't take long!" and with that he pulls out one of his guns and web swings himself to the nearest vending machine.

Leaning against Widow, you take a moment to calm yourself down. You briefly close your eyes to gather your thoughts before Widow's mane hairs begin to tickle your nose. "Heh, you're really quite something, aren't ya girl? You stroke beneath her head and hear her let out a breath, "You're lucky to be his partner, I know I'd love to spend more time with him. Between you and me, I'd definitely ride that cowboy to save a horse," you chuckle softly to yourself, realizing how ridiculous you must look chatting raunchy topics with a horse. Web Slinger returns with a bottle of water, which he throws to you as you catch it with one hand, and you immediately stop talking.

He inquires, "Are you feeling any better?"

"Definitely, after talking to your buddy here, it helped." You lightly pat Widow's side.

"Oh? Is that true? Web Slinger briefly held Widow's head in his hands as if speaking to her, and from the sound of his voice and the way his eye mask moved, it appears like he is interested in what is being said. Which you hoped wasn't a thing.

You make a joke, "Yeah... she's very talkative."

He played along, saying, "Huh, good things about me I hope."

You didn't like the way his voice changed since it seemed like he was on to you, but you had no way of knowing, so you instantly changed the subject. "Anyway! I should get moving so Miguel doesn't come up and chastise me for not wearing a bracelet, hah! By the way, thanks a lot."

"No problem, you know how to reach me if you need help with anything else." As Widow begins a quick gallop, Web Slinger taps his bracelet and tilts his hat to say goodbye before you turn around and go your own ways. However, the manner he is holding the reins behind you causes him to stop moving, and Widow stopped moving when she felt what her rider was thinking.

You anticipated that it would be some time before you saw Web Slinger again, but to your surprise, he came looking for you right after you received your new, sparkly bracelet. In fact, you were tinkering with it when he arrived. He approached you from behind, coming up to you on foot, saying, "Looking quite fancy."

"Thanks Spider "Byte said it should help with the glitching and traveling," you say as you turn around to face him. "Speaking of which, where's that partner of yours?" you ask, referring to the horse.

"Widow is at the cafeteria, she loves the empanadas there, in fact you should try them sometime." Web Slinger mentions with a small laugh before pausing briefly. "But also, she wanted to give me some privacy so we could talk."

"And what do you wanna talk about that not even your horse isn't here? You two seem inseparable." you ask of him, but while you kept questioning it inside your head you didn't notice how there was less and less people around you two.

"Well you're right on that, you see, we were both bitten by the same spider so we have this mental link I call Rider sense," while the man gave his explanation you two turn the corner in a secluded hallway. "And let's just say a little spider told me you have a thing for 'saving horses~" he purposely blocked your left side with a single arm, leaning closer for dramatic effect. Back in your universe you recognize it as a kabedon.

The realization became apparent in your expression, even if you were wearing a mask or not. But there's advantages to being cornered, especially for a spider. "What can I say? I'm quite the animal activist." you lower your voice a bit, drawing him close enough to walk you fingers up his chest.

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Riding a cowboy can't compare to riding a horse, but they sure are similar enough. The wooden headboard cracks under the pressure of your grip as you hold onto dear life, you're lucky Web Slinger took you to a secluded cabin in his universe cause it's imposible to contain the unholy noises coming from you when bouncying on the mighty steed that is Patrick O'Hara's cock.

"Slingeeer...! Fuck..." you lower your hands to his bare chest, your fingertip twitching on the few hairs scattered over his pectorals.

"Patrick, the names Patrick." he tells you with a strangled grunt. Web Slinger's is currently laying on his back as you ride him senseless, even if that spider bite gave you inhuman strength this man still has your legs cramping as you keep up with his own speed, he helps you by firmly holding your hips with his bare hands like the leather straps on Widow's harness but instead it's to keep you steady as the friction between your joined sexes becomes slippery and heated. Normally you'd hold on for longer but there's something about the angle of his raw cock inside you, the smell of sweat and the insinuating creaking of the bed that has you coming close all over this cowboy.

"God, you're so tight-" Web Slinger struggles to regulate his rhythm as he reaches his end as you milk his needy cock. He immediately sits up to wrap his tan arms around you, ramming inside you desperately as he chases his own high.

"...Patrick... PATRICK!" the edge of your climax catches up to you and doesn't let you string out anything that isn't helpless whining.

You didn't think his voice could get any hotter due to that old timey accent but you're proven wrong when he comes inside you with an array of deep growls and breathy sighs, hearing your name in between a few whispers. "That's it, so good for me, fuck, FUCK." even though he stayed still for a while Patrick still held a nice hold on you, bringing you down with him as he collapses back into the worn out mattress and tangled sheets.

"So... what you think sweetheart?" Patrick asks , propping himself on an elbow as he gives you a lazy smile.

"Wow, just wow." you exasperate. "I mean.. It's been a while since I had this much fun during a joyride." you attempt to comb your sweaty hair only to find Patrick's hat on your head, tossing it away with a laugh as you forgot you were wearing that thing.

"Expect nothing less with me sweetheart," he traces his fingertips over the side of your body, enjoying the afterglow.

#Patrick O'Hara x reader #patrick o'hara #Spiderverse #web slinger #spiderman beyond the spiderverse #webslinger x reader

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nickgoesinsane · 11 months

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Fun fact: Deadpool officiated Spidey 124 Reader and Spot’s wedding. And cried.

A lot.

#: ̗̀➛ nick talks !#he's so happy for his favorite web slinger #spiderman reader #domestic spot #spot x reader #jonathan ohnn x reader #spiderman 124 reader

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s0xmsstuff · 6 months

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I want you to touch me there, Make me feel like i am breathing.

Couple – Patrick O'Hara x Gn! Reader.

Warning; smut, Petting, fingering, unprotected sex, kisses in sex, prostitute reader, overstimulation, dub-con. English is not my first language! If you see any grammatical errors, you have every right to point them out.

You closed your eyes as Web Slinger's bare, calloused hands slid across the skin of your abdomen. You felt the familiar tingle of chills seep into your back as he kissed the curve of your neck adoringly. You knew the town hero hid secrets, so you weren't too surprised when you found him in the brothel looking for some comfort.

When he had laid his eyes on your figure covered by the fine dark-colored fabrics that prostitutes used regularly so as not to lose the little dignity they had left in the eyes of hungry men, Or at least that was what Kingpin had said a few years ago. Before you would have cared because of how it made you feel when you couldn't turn to any other way to get money, but now it didn't matter.

You already knew what this way of life was about anyway.

When you heard Web Slinger, or Patrick, as he had asked you to call him, moan against the bare skin of his chest, you felt a little intrigued by the way he practically worshiped you. You tilted your head slightly on the pillow at the back of your neck as you slid your finger up your cheek.

"God, you are so beautiful..." He had moaned against the skin of your chest as his mouth trailed down your body. His hands held your waist possessively and he slid his wet, warm tongue across your navel with delight in his sighs.

You squirmed. Never in your experience with men who crossed your path for a fuck before going to work, had you seen a man as submissive as Patrick who was literally moaning at the mere sight of seeing you lying on the bed completely naked.

Patrick smiled as he felt his cock become a prisoner of his pants that felt increasingly tight. The man bit his lower lip, clenching his fists before taking your thighs and moving them up, letting him see your beautiful sex. Patrick practically gasped and lowered his head towards your crotch.

You moaned a little when you felt his tongue on your sex, playing with you and making you shake. You closed your eyes as you tightened your grip on the white sheets with each lick Patrick gave after a hoarse moan. You moaned once more before frowning as Patrick's warm, playful tongue slid across your hole and you began to whimper.

Patrick's tongue slid across your hole, tasting the sweet nectar of your natural juices on his impure tongue. He closed his eyes as his lips stuck to your skin. You clenched your fists above your head and watched as Patrick feasted on your hole, drinking like a thirsty animal.

"Oh, dollie..." Patrick moaned before separating himself from your hole and looking into your eyes, savoring how your figure was covered in a light layer of sweat. "I want to taste you.." You felt Patrick gently take your thighs again and place them on his shoulders. The man smiled and kissed the inner skin of your thigh as a sort of soothing before sliding the head of his cock into your hole.

You stifled a moan as you closed your eyes again and trembled. You groaned as Patrick moaned softly. He could feel your warm, tight walls milking his cock perfectly, as if the two of you had been created to be connected.

Patrick closed his eyes without first hugging your body and pressing it against his while he began his slow and careful movement. You wrapped your arms around the man's back, feeling a tingle in your stomach and a warmth in your body that you thought had disappeared.

You kissed Patrick's cheek, making him shiver as he intensified the intensity of his thrusts into you like a dog in heat. The man grunted as he felt his pelvis collide with your ass. Patrick felt in heaven while he fucked you roughly but at the same time needily.

You moaned weakly as you felt your back arch as you felt extreme pleasure in your pelvis that signaled your orgasm. You closed your eyes, feeling Patrick's swollen balls eager to unload inside you.

"Fuck..." He groaned. His hands were positioned on the cheeks of your ass while he rested his knee on the mattress and his foot on the floor to accelerate his pace and reach orgasm next to you. You moaned loudly as you clawed at Patrick's back and came, feeling your body tense with release.

Patrick roared before giving a few last thrusts and cumming inside you, victorious. The man trembled before falling on his body and feeling the warmth of your embrace. You gasped breathlessly as your eyelids felt heavy.

Patrick's hand took your waist and in one movement he made your body rest on top of his, giving you the opportunity to rest properly. You closed your eyes when he kissed your forehead lovingly.

You opened your eyes slowly, wanting to see the true face of the town's hero for your own delight but the moonlight that came through the window was not enough for you to notice the smile of the man.

– Hello! It is me again! It's been a while since I've written something and the truth is I was listening to the song A Little Death by The Neighborhood and I wanted to write this. I can't find much Patrick O'Hara content, so I thought I'd do some myself. What do you think?

– Sox

#patrick o'hara #across the spider verse x reader #sony spiderverse #spiderman atsv #web slinger #a little death #atsv smut #Spotify

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drc00l4tt4 · 9 months

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Small Web-Slinger x Reader prompt or drabble I guess? Not proof read or anything, just kinda babbling ig

He probably has nightmares about losing you. He's made enemies, and what if said enemies find you? What if they take you away from him? He hates waking up from those nightmares when you wake up before him and aren't in bed because it makes him panic. You've had to calm him down from panic attacks over this.

When he wakes up from the nightmares and you're still asleep, he pulls you close and buries his face in your hair. He needs to feel you, he needs you know you're really still here. You've woken up to this before and that ended in you and him staying in bed for a few extra hours.

Every time the nightmares cut him deep, he follows you like a lost puppy and never takes his eyes off you. He needs to make sure you stay safe, he needs to protect you. He's much more touchy in these moments, as sometimes he starts to wonder if you are gone and he's just dreaming you're still here.

Fortunately this isn't a daily or even weekly occurrence, but when it does happen, it shakes him to his core. He'd never forgive himself if something bad happened to you.

Luckily, he gets to wake up to you in his arms most mornings; and other mornings he wakes up and finds you somewhere in the house or with Widow.

#augh had this thought in my head for a hot minute #acknowledging that a lot of my followers arent here for web slinger content and making web slinger content anyway #aughh #[ dr's stories ]#? question mark? might need a new tag like #[ dr's hyperfixations ]#webslinger #web slinger #patrick o'hara #webslinger x reader #patrick o'hara x reader #web slinger x reader #smatsv #atsv #spider man across the spider verse #cowboy spiderman #across the spiderverse #[ dr's drabbles ]

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flowerpotmage · 8 months

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🌹🌹🌹 🥺

Aaa thank you!! Here's a snippet from my Web-Slinger x Reader wip (on pause until I finish TGBD)

Send a 🌹 to get a snippet of a WIP!

#answered asks #web-slinger x reader

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hyperfizationss · 10 months

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𝓻𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓼 𝓲 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 ♥︎♥︎♥︎

If you see something that says closed next to a fandom it means I’m currently not active in the fandom,feel free to still request tho!

𝓐𝓽𝓼𝓿: 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓭

-Miles morales 🖍️

-Gwen Stacy 🩰

-pavitr prabhakar🪀

-Hobie brown🎸

-Miguel O’Hara 💎

-Peter b Parker 🕷️

-Spider-Man noir 🖤

-Ben Reilly 🩹

-web slinger🐎

-lyla 💡maybe but I don’t know if ppl like her

𝓡𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓶𝓷𝓽: 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓪 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓭

-Donnie 🤖

-Mikey 🍕

-Leo 💎

-Raph 🥀

-April 🕶️

𝓜𝓾𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝔂𝓱𝓮𝓶: 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓭

-Leo⚔️

-raph🥊

-Donnie🎧

-Mikey 🍕

-April 🗒️

𝓣𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓼 :

-literally any character,just ask lol

𝔂𝓾𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓬𝓮: 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓭-𝓲𝓼𝓱

-same as trolls,just ask lol

𝓗𝓪𝔃𝓫𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓵: 𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓮

Here are the things I will and will not write for

Will:

-fluff

- slightly suggestive stuff

-angst

-headcanons

- x specific gendered reader

-smut

Won’t do :

-r@pe

-incest

-pedøphila

-anything suggestive for specificicly mutant mayhem

I hope y’all can respect that,feel free to send in requests

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sillysowa · 8 months

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How do you think Hobie would react if he bent down and his partner just started humping him from behind as a joke and then the partner quickly runs away before he can get them😂 I love your writing btw your really talented and I look forward to reading more 😊 oh and if you do respond could the partner be a girl and maybe you could like make it where he get payback if you know what I mean 😏. It’s up to you. Have a nice day! 😃

sorry for the wait anon!

HAVIN’ A LAUGH?

PAIRING: HOBIE BROWN X FEM!READER

GENRE: FLUFF, SUGGESTIVE

WORD COUNT: 0.4K

AUTHORS NOTE: IF I MAKE A PART 2 IT WILL HAVE HOBIES ‘REVENGE’

SYNOPSIS: THERES NO WAY HOBIE’S LETTING YOU GET OFF EASY AFTER THIS ONE

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“There’s just no way you actually did that-“

“I did! I swear on my life!” You laugh, hitting Hobie’s arm playfully in the lobby as you recall the mission you just went on. You’re a mess, practically crying as you cling to his arm. Hobie can barely piece together your weird story but he’s gathered that you slapped an anomaly with an entire bunch of bananas that you grabbed from a market stall, completely peeling all of them in the process and coating the anomaly in crushed banana. You were a fruity mess after the battle in a tropical dimension and Hobie was laughing at how hard you were laughing,

“Oh god, i’m so hungry now though! All that beautiful food that I didn’t even get an opportunity to appreciate!” You tsk, walking into the cafeteria with Hobie by your side. He picked up a tray with you and picked out his food as you did when he dropped a bag of chips,

“Aw shit, my fucking crisps…” Hobie groans after the bag falls, indefinitely crushing some of the contents inside. He’s setting his tray down to pick it up when his eye twitches at the sound of you stifling a giggle,

“Don’t-“

“Did you just say crisps? Nah man, get that British tomfoolery out of here!” You nearly cry, laughing your head off as Hobie shakes his head at you, clicking his tongue,

“You really want to play these games, Y/N? What’dyou want me to call em eh? Chips?” Hobie playfully argues, putting on your accent to mock you, and poking your side. You laugh uncontrollably at his annoyed state, your eyes glinting mischievously as he bends down in front of you to grab the bag. Without a second thought, you grab his small waist and hump him right in the cafeteria, your hips slamming into his ass and nearly sending him face forward into the ground,

“Giddy up!” You holler with a mock-southern accent. Hobie flinches and scoffs in disbelief as you take off out the doors, his jaw open and a smile creeping onto his features,

“You havin’ a laugh?” He yells after you, wiping the smile off his face with his hands before he sets the chips on his tray and takes off after you, the whole cafeteria in complete awe at what they just witnessed.

Web-Slinger and his horse eat in the corner of the room, and he shakes his head,

“Amateurs.”

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@ohxx @luxxtuxx @fatenpara @hobesbf @defnot-bri @lasagnaisbest @deepzombieyouth

#across the spiderverse #hobie brown #hobie brown smut #hobie brown x reader #spider punk #hobie brown fluff #hobie brown x you #hobie spiderverse #spiderman

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