#spiderman atsv

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[hydravns]

SPIDER-MAN: ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE (2023) dir. Joaquim Dos Santos, Justin K. Thompson, Kemp Powers

[art-the-f-up]

let her cook

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[eggs-bene]

Hobart Larry Brown

[ruggedrookie]

kissing the atsv character designers directly on the lips

[giulscomix]

I missed drawing my favorite "tarantula man", I can't wait for Beyond to come out in 2027!🕷️💕

I had to do this fanart since I watched that silly duck movie Migration, and there was that hug scene between the ducklings that inspired me 🤣

"My man needs many hugs from the Spiderlings!"..this scenario won't probably never happen between them after ATSV events, but a fangirl can dream!!

[thceseus]

miguel o'hara fucking you in a headlock to relieve his stress. ¹⁸⁺

tags/warnings: 18+ MDNI, choking, headlock, rough sex, miguel has a big dick, unprotected p in v sex, nipple play, creampie, basically pwp heheh.

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he had been dealing with it all week—villains ripping through dimensions, endless vigilantes chasing, peter b. and lyla yapping his ears off, and no sleep.

he stalked into your shared apartment late. his spider-suit ripped at the shoulder, mask disheveled and torn—showing his crimson eyes flaring with pent-up rage and frustration.

and you were on the couch just mindlessly scrolling through your phone, perched up prettily in nothing but his oversized tee and pair of short shorts, not looking up till you can feel his larger figure looming over you.

“hey baby–” you smiled, immediately cut off when his massive hands yanked you up by the waist effortlessly—spinning you around, bending you over the couch with your face down, making you gasp.

your eyes rolled as his thick forearm hooked your neck instantly. his bicep felt like iron against your throat—locking you flush to his bulging pecs.

“miguel–” you choke out.

“shhh… i need this, sweetheart,” he growled, fangs seething out as he scraped it against your earlobe, down to your neck.

meanwhile, his free hand worked its way to his suit, pressing a button of his chemically bonded suit, quickly making him bare.

his cock already achingly hard—dark mauve tip glistening with precum, the veins that laced his length pulsating as all the blood in his body centered down south. he stroked it once, twice, before ripping your dampening panties to the side roughly.

slamming his cock deep inside you, making you cry out his name. your unprepared slick walls fluttering—shocked by the sensation and his girth.

“fuck,” he grunted. he didn’t let you get used to his throbbing cock as his hips snapped brutally, no mercy—each thrust making your ass ripple against his hips. balls slapping wet to your clit, causing your walls to tighten up around him even more.

you choke out incoherent words as the arm around your neck tightened. feeling dizzy as the oxygen and blood inside you start to deplete. fingers weakly clutching the cushions as you try to find something to hold on to—as if doing so can relieve the addicting pressure around your neck and lower stomach.

“fucking take it, baby,” he groaned against your ear. previous stress melting into pure lust and instinct, fucking you deeper and harder. his free hand now found the hem of his shirt that you’re wearing, yanking it up to let out your bouncing tits—pinching your hardened and sensitive nipple, making you drool out moans and spit into the headrest.

his pace now was downright feral as he heard you struggling to rasp out his name. too cockdrunk and head empty. only filled by the pleasure and how cock is practically hitting every spot inside your cunt deliciously. dragging in and out thoroughly.

you clenched harder when his fingers found your clit. middle finger perfectly circling the bundle of nerves, spreading his seed and your own all over your cunt.

“gonna come–” you gagged.

“come for me.”

his hips snapping harder—bullying your poor cunt and choking you tighter.

you pulse out—letting out the most blinding orgasm. walls clamping him down like a vice, body jolting in his arms as you let out the most erotic cry he’s ever heard.

“fuck–! such a fucking tight pussy–” he moaned, pumping relentlessly till he found his own climax. cum spilling deep inside you, painting your walls white.

he kept fucking you through your orgasms. eventually unwrapping the arm around you and slowing down just the slightest before finally pulling out his cock.

the image in front of him was a sight to behold. his seeds drooling out of your fluttering hole, his t-shirt sticking all over from the sweat, body still trembling and hips jolting, and mumbling out incoherent words.

“can’t even speak?” he scoffed. his own chest heaving as he calmed down from what just happened.

you glanced back at him, a small and weak smile on your face.

“can you do that more often?”

a/n: inspired by this art @kryptidfiles sent me 🫦 ty jae for making want to write this. also this was something i wrote in between the peter fic. let's just pray i can get that done soon.

© thceseus, 2026 ༝ likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated. thank you for reading! ᢉ𐭩

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atsv au!!!