CARBON COPY | Miguel O'Hara

CARBON COPY | Miguel O'Hara

☆ premise: trying to find miles morales in earth-42, he encounters you. or at least, a version of you.

☆ pairing: miguel o'hara x fem!alt universe!reader

☆ warnings: across the spiderverse spoilers, pregnant!reader, clueless!reader, angst, hurt no comfort, miguel's pov, some swearing

☆ a/n: oh my god. across the spiderverse is literally a masterpiece. into the spiderverse already is, but the spiderverse team said, "we can do better." they didn't have to, but they did.

"Do you really think this is a good idea?" Jessica asked through the commlink. "This is risky, even by your standards."

"It doesn't matter. The quicker we find Miles, the quicker we get out of here." Miguel muttered into his earpiece as he walked through the busy streets of Earth-42's New York.

"Yes, but blending in? For all we know, a version of us exists here."

"Which is why you need to stop talking and start looking, Jess." Miguel hissed a little too loud, earning looks from a few passerbys. He winced. Jessica had a point. If a version of them did exist in this universe, it would be best not to bring attention to themselves.

"Miguel!"

And... that was now thrown out of the window. Cursing under his breath, he turned around reluctantly to face the person who called him—only to find that it was you.

His eyes widened, and his lips parted at the sight of you. Never in a million years did he expect to see her again. But here you were, the absolute spitting image of her. Your clothes were exactly the same things she would wear, your hair and makeup done the same way.

Finding different versions of people in different universes was not uncommon. There's literally a society uniting the different universes' own Spider-people, for God's sake. But Miguel didn't expect this. He didn't expect a carbon copy of his dead wife on a universe where Spider-Man did not exist.

He should've said he wasn't Miguel, that you were mistaking him for someone else. Hell, he shouldn't have stopped and turned around in the first place. He didn't know what came over him, but in a second, he had his arms wrapped around your body.

"Miguel, hon, are you okay?" You asked, your voice laced with surprise and concern. You had no clue that the man who was hugging you was not your husband. At least, not your husband in this universe.

Miguel grunted in response, his ability to string words together to form a sentence rendered broken by your presence. He squeezed you tighter. He couldn't believe he was holding you in his arms.

You weren't the same woman he fell in love with. He knows this. But he couldn't help himself. You looked exactly like her. Felt exactly like her. Sounded exactly like her. Shit, you even smelled like her.

"Damn it, Miguel, keep it together! She's not your wife!"

Hearing Jess' voice snapped Miguel out of his stupor. Remembering his mission, why he was there in the first place, he pulled away from you. He didn't want to. He wanted to hold you longer. But he knew that if he did, he wouldn't have been able to stop.

"Honey, what's wrong?" You asked, cupping his face in your hands. God, how he missed feeling the warmth of your palms. "You're acting weird."

"I'm fine, sweetheart." He gave you a small smile, his hands wrapping around yours and his lips pressing a kiss on each of your wrists. "I just missed you, that's all."

You laughed. "What are you talking about? You saw me this morning."

Miguel could only chuckle in an attempt to hide his sadness. What was only hours for you was months for him. "Right. I did."

"Are you sure you're okay, though?" You asked again, eyebrows furrowing and the corners of your lips downturned.

"Don't worry about it, darling. I am."

He wasn't. But you didn't need to know that. You didn't need to know that in another universe, the two of you were married. You didn't need to know that you had a daughter together. You didn't need to know that he loved you and your daughter more than life itself, only for him to lose you both.

"Listen, I have to go. I'm having lunch with a friend. But I'll see you later at Doctor Nguyen's, okay?" You placed your hands on your stomach, a smile forming on your face. "I can't wait to see her again."

Miguel swallowed the lump in his throat before forcing himself to smile. Only now he noticed the bump on your stomach, carrying a different Miguel's Gabriella. "Yeah, me too."

With a kiss goodbye on his cheek, you walked away, blissfully unaware that he was not your Miguel. He watched as you disappeared around the corner, knowing it was the first and last time he was ever going to see you again.

But that didn't matter. He'll find Miles. He'll make sure the canon isn't destroyed. He'll make sure another version of himself wouldn't have to suffer the loss of his family the same way he did. He'll make sure you and your kid were safe.

Reblog if you remember this motherfucker:

What do you think of Amber from Invincible?

Unfortunately, because of the horrible writing decision that was made, I have no choice but to hate her. I see people supporting/defending her, but I mostly think that's just out of desperation and spite--and I get it. I liked Amber too, up until she revealed she knew about Mark's identity. I think the writers wanted that to be some sort of "strong" moment for her, but it really damaged her character. Up until that moment, we saw how selfless Amber was; working in soup kitchens, helping the homeless, aiding her community, etc., but all of that, for me, was tainted when she expected Mark to tell her his secret. It's unbelievably selfish. She should've understood that she's not the center of attention. Mark was told by his father, his mother, and Eve NOT to reveal his identity. If Amber really did know he was Invincible, she was being extremely manipulative and intentionally making his life more difficult, forcing him to choose between her and humanity as a whole. She made him stress out and feel guilty for no reason.

Not to mention her reaction doesn't make any logical sense. She cried. This emotion was real. She cried because Mark took off in the middle of a deadly situation, and because of that Amber felt abandoned. Why? She would've known he'd be back. She would've known protecting everyone on campus was more important than staying with her and pretending he couldn't help. Don't tell me that in this scene she was upset because Mark "hadn't told her the truth". Don't insult my intelligence like that, and don't let the writers insult your intelligence either. They made a mistake, plain and simple. She even yelled Mark's name and actively looked around for him after he disappeared. Why would she do that if she knew he was Invincible? It doesn't make sense.

In addition, Amber and Mark had only been dating for a few months. Excuse me, but that's at least a year long commitment I would need before trusting anyone with such an important and dangerous secret, especially since outing myself would also mean outing my family. Amber isn't entitled to that, and she kind of proved it with how toxic she ended up being. They are high school students and she is Mark's first girlfriend. It's completely unreasonable to expect him to spill such a life-changing, astronomical secret when they haven't even said "I love you" yet. The fact that he told her at all just emphasizes how important she is to him, but she didn't care.

Then, when I watched the season a second time, everything changed. I was able to really soak in just how terrible of a character Amber actually is. She's not a good person, she's a person who pretends to be good because she expects a reward. She blackmailed Mark's bully to get him to pursue her. That's not cute, it's conniving. When Mark was "hit by a bus" and hospitalized, she didn't ask him if he was feeling better or make sure he wasn't traumatised, she chastised him for missing their date at the soup kitchen. He showed up to her house covered in bruises, bent over in pain, groveling to her, yet she wasted no time tearing into him. Then, after they broke up, not even a day later she was ready to hook up with some random college student. Mark was lamenting their split while she was ready to pounce on another guy.

Sorry, Amber, but the writers made me hate you.

This movie changed my brain chemistry

Also spoilers!

Think these two wld b suCh great buddies :)

Inspired by a fic on ao3, where Spot comes back to Alchemax shortly after the incident

Anyway, so this is how I've been