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[forggywrites]

Welcome to ForggyWrites!

My name is Morgan, my pronouns are He/They/Thon, and I am a disabled and queer artist/writer.

I write as a hobby for the most part, this is just a fun writing blog for me so don’t expect too much.

I am in a lot of anime fandoms along with Marvel, FNAF, TUA, Spiderverse, and some musicals.

please be kind to myself and fellow readers or you will be blocked.

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Masterlist of Masterlists

[officialleorio]

Its July 10th

[forggywrites]

So I started talking to this guy a few days ago, and putting aside the fact that he’s incredibly talented, funny, likes things I like, and is interested in me, he has THE ASMR anime guy voice. So in combination with having one of the hottest voices I’ve ever heard, he properly genders me AND ASKED ABOUT WHAT I LIKED SMEXY TIME WISE. He asked what I want him to call certain parts of my body, he asked what nicknames I liked, AND HE SINGS TO ME WHEN WE’RE TALKING ON THE PHONE.

I don’t know what I did, but I have finally been blessed with the perfect man, I sincerely hope I don’t fuck this up 🙏

[forggywrites]

Life update!

So over the summer I was writing a lot, but now, not so much. I’d like to explain why.

I am in school, In theater after school, and I now have a boyfriend!

I genuinely still love writing, but my love for fan fiction has fallen greatly as I now have a loving boyfriend who I can express my wants and needs to instead. I will try my best to keep up with the requests I currently have, but life is a lot for me right now, so please be patient and understanding with me.

That’s all :)

[forggywrites]

ATSV characters finding out you’re being harassed at school/work for being queer.

Characters: Miguel O’Hara, Miles Morales, and Hobie Brown. all x gn reader who is queer/LGBTQ+ in some way.

Got the idea of some of the boys comforting/defending you from assholes in your life. Reader is queer coded and the harassment is based off of that. So please read with caution and stop when you need.

CW: queerphobia, homophobia, harassment, cursing, slurs, violence,

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Miguel O’Hara

When he found out that people at your work were giving you shit for being queer, he was pissed.

It’s 2099 god damnit, how are people STILL homophobic.

“You should have told me, I can talk some sense into those assholes.”

Even if you said you could handle it he would not take it.

Goes to your workplace and lodges a complaint about the coworker(s).

If HR gives some bullshit about not being able to do anything, he tells them they fucked up big time.

Starts investigating every little thing about the company while helping you look for a new job, he’s taking the place down and you’re going somewhere better.

Man has power, so he gets a LOT of dirt on your harassers and the shitty management.

Once you get a new job all the info gets leaked to the press and their rightful legal organizations.

Company goes under not long after.

All because they refused to be decent human beings.

Also he takes you out for a tasty meal as celebration.

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Miles Morales

He’s super supportive of you, and he knows you can handle yourself.

But when he’s walking down the hall and hears someone call you a slur, that’s when he gets mad.

Tells the kid to fuck off and drags you to his dorm, not caring that you both have class.

When you ask Miles what’s up he give you a ‘seriously?’ look.

”Is that the first time that’s happened?”

When you tell him no he just about flips out.

”What do you mean ‘no’? Why is no one doing anything about it?”

You explain that the guy had been ‘punished’ multiple times but that only made him madder and so he kept doing it.

Miles starts fuming.

He starts to do research on the kid, and when he finds out that he likes Spider-man he knows exactly what to do.

He starts to make changes in his regular life and his Spider-man life.

Tells people to cut the bullshit at school and starts opely supporting the LGBTQ+ community as Spider-man.

Goes to pride events in his suit, makes posts on social media in support, and maybe even adds a small rainbow pin to his suit.

If the kid doesn't cut it out he'll teach them a lesson.

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Hobie Brown

He went into your workplace one day to visit you during your shift.

He heard your coworker make a homophobic remark.

Descrimination is a no no in his book (obviously)

When your shift is over he confronts the person and tells them to cut the shit.

If they somehow didn't find him intimidating enough he looks into their life a little.

Finds out their info and keeps an eye on them.

Does everything he can to absolutely ruin their life.

While Hobie isn’t against getting his hands dirty he also has friends who have way lower standards with causing pain.

Don’t question it if one day your coworker shows up with a black eye.

Or never shows up again.

He’ll take you out for a fun night and reminds you that you deserve love and being queer doesn’t change that.

[kanekonjul]

Redraw from Twitter!!

[forggywrites]

i'm going to die, this is so cute!!!

[thedailyshow]

[gay-hopeless-romantic-deactivat]

The U.S. in a gif series.

[pdawgz]

Pls keep reblogging this till this become a classic tumblr post , because it needs to be

[laviadelsole]

This why the world thinks the US is the craziest place on earth and it’s not in a good way either

[gotmecrushxd]

This is why I stay laughing at the US

[yourlocalxenomorph]

please can we do inbox trick-or-treating this year. can we make that a thing on tumblr. please please please please please

[yourlocalxenomorph]

literally all it entails is sending people "trick-or-treat" asks and people answering those asks with pictures of candy or those silly spooky plastic toys or whatever else you would give a trick-or-treater. please. please can we have some whimsy

[forggywrites]

PLEASE TRICK OR TREAT ON MY BLOG MY HOME NEVER GETS TRICK OR TREATERS

[forggywrites]

Y’all I’m sorry that I haven’t posted anything in about a month but school recently started back up and I’m also INCREDIBLY sick. I’ve been slowly working on the request I have and some other things but it’s gonna be a while due to all the shit going on.

I’ve also been off my ADHD meds for over 2 weeks now because of the shortage so that is not helping.

[stellerfly]

"ai is making it so everyone can make art" Everyone can make art dipshit it came free with your fucking humanity

[transstuffandmore]

Please Reblog is Your Blog is Safe for Non-Binary People.

[bees-and-voids-deactivated20210]

If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals

[forggywrites]

I was just telling my mom about the Benadryl Hat Man and she said “like the one behind you?” And I turn around and there’s a guy in a hat just like the hat man’s.

[gladrian]

[forggywrites]

Without me? Miguel O’Hara X ftm reader

Miguel x ftm reader smut

this is my first ever attempt at writing full smut, so sorry if it sucks.

CW: PIV sex, oral, slight begging, Miguel and reader are both switches, reader is on t and has bottom growth (referred to as a dick, penis, etc). No use of the word vagina for reader, only hole, core, etc. talk of dildo use. Self indulgent. Miguel might be ooc. Domestic Miguel. Not edited.

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It was 5:00pm, you had just plopped yourself back onto the couch after taking a nice shower. Your hair was still damp and you smelled of conditioner and your boyfriend’s body wash. 

“I’m home!” The front door swung open and your boyfriend, Miguel O’Hara appeared with a small smile on his face.

“Hey babe.” You called out, letting him know your location.

Footsteps approach as your large boyfriend walks into the living room, seeing you on the couch he plops down next to you.

“Hello honey, how are you?” He relaxes further into the couch as he speaks.

“I’m alright, you?” You lazyly say.

“I’m good, but you seem to be a little tired, are you sure everything is alright?” Miguel knew you, you didn’t have the same energy as you normally did.

“Oh, yeah. I’m fine… I just didn’t expect you home so soon.” You brush off his question, he really had nothing to worry about.

“Oh, yeah. I should have called, the mission I was telling you about was much simpler than expected. So I decided to come home and see you.” He looked at your lips, but he noticed something. You have that look on your face that you only have when you’re post orgasm.

“Did you… have fun without me?” He questions, knowing you’ll understand what he meant by ‘fun’.

…

“Well I didn’t know when you’d be back, and I was feeling really horny, so I thought I’d take a shower and take care of things…” you look away from him, the little voice in the back of your head was telling you he would be mad.

“You could have called me.” You look at Miguel slightly shocked.

You shrug. “Well I didn’t want to bother you, besides, I’m a big boy. I can take care of my needs once and a while.” He looks at you, a small smirk spreads across his face.

“Was it good?”

“What?”

“Was it good? You still have that fucked out look on your face.” He pries, wanting to know what your activities entailed.

“Definitely wasn’t as good as you, but yeah. It was good.” You think back to earlier, sitting on the shower floor with a dildo furiously pounding into your hole. All that you could hear were your own whines and moans, begging for Miguel to make you cum. 

“I think I drove up our water bill though… it did take me a while to get there.” Miguel looks at you again, scooting closer.

“And what were you thinking about?” He plants a kiss on your neck and trails his hands down your waist.

“Mmmm, guess.” You tease, your breath hitching at his attention to your sensitive spot.

“Hmmm, Ryan Reynolds?” He joked, hot breath hitting your skin.

You laugh. “No, but good guess.” You pull him from your neck and look him in the eyes. “I was thinking about you.” You plant a sloppy kiss onto his lips, feeling your core throb.

“What were you thinking about me doing?” He asks between kisses while his cock stirred in his pants.

You swung one of your legs over him, planting yourself directly into his lap. Your crotch grinds against his, feeling the ever growing bulge. “I was thinking about having you fuck me stupid, or me fucking you stupid, I couldn’t really decide.” You dive back in, capturing his lips with your own. His hands were planted firmly on your ass while yours explored his chest, feeling every muscle under his tight shirt. 

Though it didn’t take long for your fingers to pull that shirt up, the pointer finger and thumb of each hand reaching up to toy with his nipples. Miguel moaned into your mouth at the contact, his hips bucked into your own. His cock was impossibly hard, straining against his pants and hitting your sensitive dick with every slight movement.

You pull away for a moment, feeling his dick twitch against your crotch. “Do you want some help with that?” You grind down again, loving the way he whines.

“What- fuck. What were you thinking?” He loved how good you were at making him squirm, he’d happily spend the rest of his life getting fucked by and fucking you.

“How about a blowjob? You deserve it after a hard day at work.” You smile at him, nothing but love and lust visible in your eyes.

He nods wordlessly, excited to have you on your knees for him once again.

You leave one more kiss on his lips before sinking to the floor, with Miguel comfortably sat on the couch. Miguel stared at you intently as your fingers skillfully unbuckle his belt. He helps you pull his pants to the floor before he goes for his boxers, but you stop him before he can take them off as well. You give him a slight glare before leaning in and leaving a kiss on his clothed dick. You slip the garment down just enough to let his erection spring free, it twitched as soon as it hit the cold air. Miguel’s cock was standing tall and proud, a bead of precum leaked from the angry head. 

Slowly you leaned in, teasing the large man above you. Your tongue darted out of your mouth and licked the tip, the salty and bitter taste spread across your tastebuds but you continued on. Your wet muscle licked up the underside of his dick from the base to the head, before taking the head into your mouth. Miguel moaned as your lips wrapped around his cock, you sank your head down onto him. You did your best to take the whole thing, but it was always a struggle. Miguel was long and girthy, his dick matched the rest of him.

Your head bobbed as Miguel moaned loudly. Lips wrapped around Miguel’s cock, your hands pulled his boxers down to his ankles. Then you grabbed his balls and started to massage them lightly, this caused Miguel to whimper once again. You were skilled and Miguel loved it. 

It never took you long to bring Miguel over the edge, and you could tell today was no different. His hips were bucking into your mouth and his dick twitched furiously, so you continued your work. As you bobbed your head faster, Miguel got louder. The sounds were driving you wild, a moan escaped your lips when you sat on your heel to give yourself some sort of friction and that only drove Miguel closer to the edge. His dick twitched once, then twice, and on the third twitch his balls contracted and emptied into your mouth. A loud scream like moan came from the large man as he came, you helped him ride out his orgasm. 

Swallowing the substance you stand back up and kiss Miguel once again, moaning at the taste of his cum on your lips. He panted heavily as he came down from his high, you softly stroked his cheek in an effort to comfort him.

“That was amazing.” He sighs, his dick softening in his lap. “Want me to return the favor?” He looks at you once again, appreciating the soft smile on your face.

“If you really want to I won’t mind, but I wouldn’t be against you just fucking me dumb either.” Your hand strokes his chest, still covered in the tight shirt. But you soon let out a yelp as he picked you up without issue and carried you off to your shared bedroom.

Miguel drops you onto the bed and strips himself of his shirt, leaving him fully nude while you still haven't taken anything off. You follow suit, pulling the old t-shirt off of your body. Before you could pull anything else off Miguel climbs on top of you, connecting your lips once again.

He kisses down your neck and chest before wrapping his lips around one of your nipples, one of his hands massages the other before switching his mouth and hand to give the other the same attention. He then continues his trail of open mouth kisses down even more, stopping when he meets fabric. Suddenly your shorts and boxers are gone, exposing your throbbing dick and core to the cool air. Hot breath fans over the twitching bundle of nerves, making you whine. You knew this was payback for teasing Miguel earlier, but you didn’t care. 

Miguel dipped his fingers into the wetness surrounding your hole before slowly moving his pointer finger past the ring of muscle. One finger was never a struggle, even when his hands are huge compared to yours. It easily slid in and out of your twitching cavern, but he wasn’t just planning on just prepping you, he knew you were already opened at least a little due to your earlier excursions. He was going to make you cum, and he wanted it to be better than ever before. 

He blew a small stream of air on your twitching dick before giving you the same treatment you had given him. As his tongue swirled around your sensitive dick he slid another finger into your dripping hole, your moans were music to his ears. 

As his fingers started to move faster your whines grew more desperate, you now had three of his thick fingers pumping into your hole. His lips and tongue pumped your dick as you continued to get closer to the edge, your mind was turning to mush and you could barely think any coherent thoughts.

Miguel pulls off you for a moment as he continues to pump into your hole. “Does that feel good? Is my baby boy enjoying this?” He dove back down to latch onto your dick once more, but he kept his eyes on your face.

“Fuck! Yes, feels so good.” You whine, your hips sputtered against Miguel. “Fuck, Miguel. I’m getting close! Please don’t stop.” Your pleas were heard loud and clear, Miguel continued his ministrations. He was determined to make you cum. His fingers thrusted harder and faster as his mouth suctioned around your dick, you could barely breathe it felt so good. Suddenly a loud moan flew past your lips as your whole body shook, you clenched around Miguel’s fingers as you came. He continued thrusting his fingers as you rode out your high, slowing his movements as you panted.

As you came down his fingers slid out of you, he leaned up before sticking the three fingers in his mouth. “Delicious.” A wet pop sounded as he released his fingers from his lips, licked clean of your cum. He looks into your eyes once again, searching for any hint of wanting to stop. He found none, but still voiced his thoughts. “You good to keep going?” He asked, already knowing the answer.

“Yes, please. Fuck me into oblivion.” He smirked.

“That’s all I needed.” He pecks you on the nose before leaning over to the nightstand and grabbing a condom along with a bottle of lube, he rips the condom wrapper open with his teeth (something he knows you enjoy) before slipping it onto his hard length. While you were already pretty wet he still pumped some lube over his dick and onto your hole, you can never be too careful after all. The bottle of lube is dropped back onto the nightstand and he positioned himself at your entrance. His head rubbed against your acing entrance before sinking in ever so slightly. 

You and Miguel moan in unison, he sinks deeper into your hole slowly. Every inch is filling you perfectly, there is only a slight stretch due to all of the lube and prep. For the first time ever, Miguel was able to sink fully into you. You had never felt so full, and you loved the feeling. Miguel gave you time to adjust before asking if it was alright to start moving.

In response you ground your hips into his, causing you both to moan loudly. He took that as a yes and slowly pulled out, but only after an inch or so he pushed back in. He continued this slow viscous cycle, only increasing how far he pulled out every few thrusts. 

Neither of you had ever felt so good, your walls were choking Miguel’s dick perfectly, and you could feel every vein and small twitch that came from the man on top of you.

“You can-“ a moan leaves your lips. “You can go faster, I can handle it.” His slow deep thrusts were nice, but you needed more. Miguel nodded, unable to pull together a coherent sentence. His thrusts increased in speed and in depth, leaving you babbling words of praise and dirty talk.

Wordlessly Miguel moved your legs, basically folding you in half. His hips slammed into yours as he thrust deeper into you, wet slapping sounds rung throughout the room. You could barely handle the feeling, getting close to the edge once again you clenched around Miguel. You were already so sensitive from cumming twice in the last hour, it was only natural that you would struggle to go for very long. Miguel could tell you were close, and he was conflicted. Should he let you cum and keep going? Should he edge you so you could cum together? Or should he let you cum and get himself there after pulling out? Only one way to know.

“I’m gonna cum, but keep going. Don’t stop when I do.” You moaned out, answering Miguel’s question before he could even ask. He nods and continues his thrusts, your walls clenched around him again. You praised the man on top of you while tipping over the edge, but as you asked Miguel kept going. Thrusting harder and deeper trying to chase his high. As he got closer and closer he could tell you were as well, so as he got mere seconds away from releasing again he rubbed your dick. That was all you needed to fall over the edge once again, this time in perfect tandem with your boyfriend.

Miguel’s balls constricted once again, releasing his seamen into the condom. The larger man collapsed on top of you, trying his best not to knock the wind out of you. He just couldn’t hold himself up anymore. You both panted heavily as you came down from your highs, your head was cloudy and felt light. The feeling of the larger man lying on top of you was normally amazing, but was not helping you catch your breath, so you carefully rolled him off of you so he could lie next to you.

As Miguel rolled off of you his little Miguel slipped out of you as well, leaving a gush of wetness all over the once clean bedsheets. As Miguel sat up and disposed of the condom you watched his muscles flex. He turned back to you and took a look at the mess you both had made.

“Wanna take a shower?”

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Thanks for reading, hope you guys liked it.

[forggywrites]

I been thinking about make this request,basically platonic headcanons of Miguel with a gn reader that is very young(14-15) and have a symbiote, reader meets miguel due to him as spiderman rescues reader from some bastards that were experimenting with reader for the perfect symbiosis they had, the reader is very skinny and easily scared and the symbiote is very protective over reader, miguel is also very protective over reader and theach them how to control their power,basically miguel being a mentor/father figure for the reader Who admires him and want to protect the multiverse like him(like a sidekick).

If this is so Long youre Free to ignore

I LOVE this idea!

PLATONIC Miguel x GN teen reader w/venom symbiote.

I’m trying to make this as general as possible so anyone can read it, but sorry if I make any mistakes.

CW: use of y/n, Miguel might be slightly ooc, talk of human experimentation, kidnapping, abuse, violence, medical settings, venom needs his own warning.

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It was cold.

So fucking cold.

The only color on your skin was dark blotches from struggling against your captors.

You were unsure of how long you’ve been locked in this dank room.

You had barely eaten or drank anything since ending up here, so you were multiple pounds lighter than you normally were.

Your muscles had lost a significant amount of definition from only moving when they moved you.

You didn’t know who they were or what they wanted, but you did gather they didn’t target you specifically.

The experiments were painful.

No matter how much you screamed or cried they never stopped.

After one of the first experiments you started hearing a voice.

The voice was deep and grainy, it told you that it was known as Venom and it came from space.

”These people took me as well… I can help you escape.”

You had ignored the voice, telling yourself it was just the trauma and isolation.

Until a particularly painful test.

Your entire body felt like it was burning, your screams were deafening.

Suddenly the restraints that held you down snapped, and you felt something ooze all over your body.

You were unable to control your actions. The lab was destroyed and your captors were all dead. Heads had been ripped off and digested by the thing controlling your body.

You watched as your much taller body escaped from the hellhole you had been kept in.

As soon as you got out the black goo dissipated, leaving your much smaller, frail body in its wake.

”You’re welcome” the voice rasped.

Your legs started to move, you ran as far and fast as you could, tears streamed down your face as you were finally free.

Before you knew it, you had ended up in a crowded city. You were unaware your tattered clothes were covered in blood.

Your tired feet tracked down the sidewalk, many avoided you, uncaring of your beaten and bloody form.

”Hey, kid-“ a hand landed on your shoulder.

Venom did not like that.

Suddenly your body was taken over once again, wreaking havoc on anything and everything.

People screamed as your monstrous form throws a tantrum.

Then you hear a thwip and your once again muscular arm gets pulled.

A man in a dark blue and red suit starts to face off with you.

His attacks were deliberate and calculated, quickly taking your exhausted form down.

You feel your head smash against the concrete and loose consciousness once more

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There you were, in another lonely room. Trapped yet again.

But this time it was warmer, you were lying in a comfortable bed with tubes and wires running from your body to various machines.

The high pitched beeping was annoying you, so off came the wires as you tried to stop the noise.

But it only got worse.

A high pitched scream came out of the machine next to you, your body felt like it was on fire once again. You covered your ears as you screamed in pain.

With the noise a group of doctors and the man from before rushed into the room, attempting to reattach the monitors and calm you down.

Your arm reached out, wrapped in the familiar black goo, and shattered the machine. Stopping the noise and actions of the oddly dressed people in the room.

Venom’s goo retreated back into you, soaking back into your skin.

Everyone in the room was frozen. Not knowing what to do or how to respond to the outburst.

”Where am I?” You rasped out, your throat was dry and scratchy from dehydration and screaming.

One of the people left the room and quickly returned with a bottle of water. You gulped it down in no time, panting from the lack of oxygen.

”You’re in a secure location.” The man from before piped up, he was still wearing the odd mask and outfit.

The doctors and nurses attempted to restore what you had ripped out, but you flinched as a hand touched you.

They stopped again, not wanting more destruction.

”Please let them help you, you’ve been injured.” The man says.

You looked at the tall man in front of you.

”Why am I here?” You question him.

”You attempted to destroy the city.” He grunts

”No I didn’t! It was that thing those “scientists” gave me!” You shout, trying to defend yourself.

“I AM NOT A THING, CHILD. I AM VENOM. AND I HELPED YOU!” Venom screamed, though only you could hear him.

“What thing, and what scientists?” The tall man inquired.

”The black gooey thing, Venom. It appeared after one of the experiments the guys who took me did…” you trailed off, struggling to explain exactly what had happened to you.

The man stands for a moment, thinking. “Were you kidnapped?” He asked.

”I- I don’t really remember…” you look down, uncomfortable with all the eyes on you.

The tall man sighs and approaches you slowly, his mask suddenly dissipated before he started talking.

”I’m Miguel, what’s your name?” He had a small smile on his face, trying not to intimidate you more than he already has.

”it’s Y/n.”

“Well Y/n, I want to help you. Can you tell me what happened?”

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After a long explanation Miguel told you that he needed to work some things out, so he left you under close watch by the nurses.

While he was gone you were given a small meal consisting of a sandwich, some carrots, and a cup of chocolate pudding. The doctors didn’t want you to eat too much as to not cause your malnourished body any harm, but you were still hungry.

Until you got to the chocolate pudding.

”That is amazing, I love it.” Venom says.

”it’s chocolate pudding.” You respond.

”I need more. I don’t feel as hungry anymore.”

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When Miguel returned there was a pile of empty chocolate pudding cups on the bedside table and you were asking for more.

A nurse was trying to reason with you. ”Why don’t I get you some more carrots? You shouldn’t be eating so much sugar-“

”I need chocolate, that’s what he wants.” You argued.

”Hey kid. What do you mean by “it’s what he wants”?” Miguel questions you.

”Venom. He said chocolate makes him less hungry, and I was hoping if I kept eating it he’d finally shut up.” You avoided making eye contact with the tall male.

”Interesting… I did a little research and it seems that you’ve become a host for some sort of extra terrestrial being.”

“Well duh, Venom told me that already.” You give Miguel a deadpan look.

”It would have been nice to know that…” Miguel sighs. “We can start looking into removing the…”

”Symbiote”

”Right, Symbiote. We can look into removing the symbiote if you’d like.”

Suddenly the black goo emerges once again, taking over your face.

”I AM NOT GOING ANYWHERE YOU SPIDER SHIT!” Venom roars and then sinks back into your skin. Leaving you back to normal.

…

“I don’t think he wants to leave…”

”Well that was kind of obvious.” Miguel sighs.

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It had been a few days since your arrival at the “secure location”, which after enough bugging of Miguel, you found out was the spider society. A place where spider folk like him from hundreds of different universes came together to protect the multiverse.

You had started trusting Miguel, and he the same with you. It was odd to others to see such a cold man being so caring and protective of a child who had “tried to kill him”.

He wasn’t the biggest fan of Venom, but when he realized you had a certain knack with the alien he stopped trying to convince you to separate from him.

Soon enough you started to train with Venom, Miguel helping you along the way. Miguel taught you hand to hand combat, self defense, and so much more.

Once Miguel believed you were ready, you started to go on missions with him. You met many other Spider folk and even made some good friends along the way.

Miguel knew that Venom needed phenylethylamine (or PEA for short) to survive. And since the only places you could get that was from brains or chocolate, he made sure there was always a large stock of chocolate around for you and venom, at least until he could develop something to give you the PEA you needed in a different way.

Miguel was glad that he had gone out on patrol that day, knowing that if he didn’t, he might not have met the kid who changed his life for the better.

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Thanks for reading y’all! This was WAY longer than I was expecting, but hey, I got into it. I might make some separate or more headcanons with this reader/scenario.

(Also I got my first dose of testosterone done this morning, so your boy is finally on T!!!)

[forggywrites]

Let’s See the Barbie Movie!

Miguel O’Hara x GN reader

Headcanons/scenario

Requests are open!

CW: slight spoilers for the Barbie movie? I’m not sure. Reader annoys Miguel. He gets annoyed, but not angry.

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“Hey Miguel, what do you think about seeing the Barbie movie with me?”

“You want me to see the Barbie movie with you? Why don’t you ask anyone else here to see it with you? Like Peter B, he seems like the type to like that kinda stuff…”

You huff “but I wanna go with my favorite person in the whole world! Besides, I think it’ll be fun!”

Miguel gives you a look, then turns back to his work.

Suddenly Lyla appears

“Miguel, you really should go. The ratings are very high, and it’s got some VERY attractive actors in there.” (All of them are hot)

“Is the movie even out yet?” He responded.

“Yeah! It came out just the other day! A bunch of people are already talking about it!”

“No, I’m too busy.”

“Please?”

“No”

“Pleaaaasssseeeeee?” You ask, stretching the word out.

“No.” he adds more firmly.

“Pretty please?” You give him the exaggerated puppy dog eyes, your lip pouted.

“No.”

You stop, walk closer to the man, and drop to your knees in front of him.

“Please, for me?” You flutter your eyelashes.

You both go quiet

…

…

…

“…fine”

“What did you say? I couldn’t hear you.” You teased.

“I said fine, I will go see Barbie with you. But I am not dressing up.”

“YIPPIEE!!!” You shout as you jump to your feet.

“I’ll buy the tickets, when are you free?”

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“I’m ready to see Barbie!” You call out as you walk into Miguel’s office. He was finishing up his work for the day, having already thrown on a simple outfit consisting of regular blue jeans and a black shirt.

“What the hell are you wearing?” He mutters as he looks at you.

“It’s my Barbie outfit! You like it?”

“I think I’m going to have an aneurysm, there’s so much pink.”

Lyla pops up next to you and immediately compliments your amazing outfit.

“Alright, you can shut up now Lyla. Let’s get this over with.”

The two of you went on your way, arriving at the movie theater you offered to buy Miguel whatever snacks he wanted, as you were kind of forcing him to be there. He settled on a water and small popcorn.

Once you got your tickets scanned and headed to the theater you two got settled in your seats, the theater was fairly crowded due to two big movies having just opened.

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The credits rolled, you sat in your seat with a large smile on your face.

The two of you walked out of the theater pretty quietly, only stopping to use the bathroom, or for you to compliment other’s people outfits (and vice versa).

“Soooooo… how did you like it?” You muse to the tall man next to you.

“Actually, it wasn’t bad.” His face was as cold as ever, but you can’t help but think about the slight smiles or laughs you noticed from him during the movie. Or even how he got quiet during certain parts with the mother and daughter characters. Almost as if he was going to cry.

“I’m glad you liked it!” You had a smile on your face, glad your convincing had worked and that the evening wasn’t a total waste of time for him.

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Bonus:

“Wait, you guys saw the Barbie movie without me!?” The yell shocked you, it wasn’t like Perter B to yell, especially in front of Mayday.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t think you would care that much…” you sweat dropped as the father yelled like a character from a bad drama show.

“I’m jus surprised you got the man to go at all” Hobie chimed, a small smirk on his face.

“Was it good?” Gwen asked.

“Yeah, actually it was. And if it was good enough for Miguel to enjoy it, I think you’ll like it to.”

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Wrote this in like half an hour, it has not been edited. I saw the Barbie movie earlier and I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT. The movie was a great mix of comedy and amazing commentary on the patriarchy along with how women are treated in society. I totally recommend anyone who can see it, see it.

Also I slayed with my outfit, but the Barbie heels gave me bad blisters and I kept getting misgendered :(

[forggywrites]

They know. 1610 Miles x Male reader

a little self indulgent fic because I love men ❤️.

CW: boy x boy, fear of coming out, forced out of the closet kinda, no sexuality is given to miles or reader, tooth rotting fluff.

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The low pitter patter of rain on the window was calming, only slightly audible over the sound of the random TV show that was playing in the Morales residence. You weren’t paying much attention to it, instead you had all your attention on the boy with all his body weight holding you down on the couch.

You and Miles had been dating for a few months, but never brought it up with anyone, just wanting to keep the comfortable moments between the two of you. Along with that, neither of you would know how your friends or family would react to the two boys having a romantic relationship, and neither of you wanted to risk getting hurt.

It was a rainy winter, while it was only 5pm it was already as dark as it could get in the New York City area. Miles’ parents weren’t at home, giving the two of you the freedom to sit out in the open and be as affectionate as you liked.

While the TV droned on with whatever was playing, you kept your hand rubbing steady comforting motions on the boys back. The two of you didn’t need anything but each other, both content on cuddling on the couch, staring into the others eyes and occasionally exchanging somewhat heated kisses.

The sound of light breaths sounded throughout the apartment.

“I love you, Miles. You know that right?” You softly spoke as you pulled away from a kiss.

“Hmmm? Yeah I know, I love you too.” He looked into your eyes softly, trying to find where the random words of affection came from.

“Good, just wanted to remind you Is all.” You smile at him, his big brown eyes mesmerizing you. You lean up to plant another kiss on his lips, meeting in the middle. As always they were soft and delicate, traces of your chapstick making them even softer.

“I’m so glad I met you.” You sigh, a warm tone in your voice. Love dripping from the words falling from your lips, you were infatuated with the boy lying across your lap.

“I’m even more glad I met you, you’re amazing amore.” After saying this his head landed back onto your chest, Inhaling your intoxicating scent.

Slowly the two of you drifted off into a comfortable slumber, not knowing that Jeff and Rio Morales were heading up the stairs to their apartment.

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“How was your day at work?” Rio chimed as she ran into her husband just as she was getting back to the apartment building with groceries for dinner.

“It was alright, didn’t get any sightings of Spider-Man today, which was a little odd. But it was a pretty calm day.” He replies, mindlessly grabbing a bag from his wife and following her up to their home.

“It’s really coming out down there, I wonder how long the rain is gonna last.” The woman questions to no one in particular. Her husband hums in acknowledgment as he reaches to unlock the door to the apartment.

“Miles! We’re home-…” Rio stops herself as she notices the scene in front of her. Lying on the couch in their living room was her son, Miles Morales, with a boy she’d never met before sandwiched between her son and her couch.

“What’s up- oh my god” Jeff states as he also noticed the scene playing out.

After a few seconds of silence, the unknown boy groans slightly as he flutters his eyes open.

“Damn, didn’t mean to fall asleep..” he mumbles to himself, the two adults watch in silence. “I don’t wanna wake him up, he looks so cute.” you smile softly at the boy asleep on top of you.

…

Suddenly the sound of a throat clearing startled you out of your trance, you jump off the couch slightly, in turn waking up the sleeping Miles.

“Aaaah” you and Miles exclaim at the same time.

“Oh my god Miles I’m so sorry!” The action had startled Miles enough to make him fall onto the floor, he was completely unaware of his parents standing behind him.

“What was that for? I was comfortable.” He playfully whines, but still annoyed that you had interrupted his cuddle session nap.

Miles stands up, brushing his clothes off and preparing to drop back onto of you. That was until a voice interrupted him.

“Miles, do you mind telling us what is going on?” The boy just about jumped out of his skin, finally realizing why you had gotten so quiet. He whips his head around and makes eye contact with his parents. Not only had he invited someone over without their permission, they caught him asleep on top of the boy they had never met before.

“Hey! Mama, Papa… what are you guys doing here?” He chuckles, a panic set in his voice, trying to play dumb about the situation.

“What are WE doing here? This is OUR house!” His mom responds, “and who is this? What is HE doing on MY couch?” She says, gesturing to the boy who looked like he wanted to curl up in a ball and never come out.

“Uhh, well. I can explain. See, he came over to-“

“We were working on a school project!” You interjected, giving the best excuse you could.

”right! We were working on a project for…”

“Film class!”

“Yeah, and so we were watching a show to look for different media tropes!” He finished, you were both very proud of your excuse.

“That still doesn’t explain why you two were asleep on top of each other!” Jeff responds, an angry look on his face.

the room was silent. No one knew what to say.

“What’s your name, son.” Jeff turned his head to you, prompting you to answer the question.

“Oh, it’s uhh, Y/n, Y/n L/n…” you stood there awkwardly.

“Do your Parents know you’re here?” Rio chimes in.

“Uh, well. I told them I was hanging out with Miles, just not where… they didn’t ask.” You respond, not really knowing what to say.

“Miles, why did you invite a boy we have never met or even heard about to our house?” The woman looks over to her son, a angered frown on her face.

“Well…” Miles starts to speak.

“You better not lie to us again Miles.” Jeff adds.

“Lie? What lie? I’m not lying!” Miles responds defensively.

“I think I should go-“ you start to get ready to leave before Miles grabs your hand, giving you a pleading look.

“I think we should…” Miles trails off, hoping you understand what he’s getting at.

“It’s your choice.” Was all you said. Miles gave you a nod and intertwined his fingers with yours, turning himself back to face his parents.

With a deep breath he prepares to speak. “Mom. Dad. This… is my… boyfriend, his name is Y/n. Y/n, these are my parents, Jeff and Rio Morales…”

“It’s nice to meet yo-“ you were cut off by the two parents engulfing your boyfriend in a hug, leaving you standing there awkwardly. Miles soon dropped your hand from his to pat his parents on the back as a signal to be let go.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Y/n.” Jeff pulls away from his son to shake your hand.

“Would you like to stay for dinner?” Rio turns to you as she asks the question, a smile on your face.

Miles smiles, his anxiety of rejection calming. He was happy that his parents were accepting.

“Sure, I’d like dinner.” You smile as well, eyes meeting with your boyfriend’s.

“Also mister.” Rio looks to her son. “You’re grounded, two weeks.” She walks towards the kitchen after dropping the news.

“Wait what?” Miles’ jaw drops.

“You don’t lie to your parents!” Jeff calls as he follows his wife to the kitchen, leaving you two alone again.

“That could have gone worse.” You laugh as soon as you were alone.

“Way, worse.” He grimaces, but then pulls you into a hug.

“Te amo.” He smiles, planting a small kiss onto your lips.

“I love you too.”

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I had no clue how to end this, so sorry if it suck’s towards the end.