The Red Is Miya, Blue's Zav And Purple Is Atlas, I Never Finished His Character Sheet Because I Could

the red is Miya, blue's zav and purple is Atlas, i never finished his character sheet because i could never be bothered to but they're essentially the original trio.

i think i did this early last year? i dunno i no no like it anymore (:<) but someone has to see these!!11!11!!

mm bunny

pure pureeee

sorry guys i died teehee ive got a lot of wips but lifes been busy <3

Wardrobe malfunction, Princesa

Pairing: Male!Reader x Miguel O'hara

Sometimes the suit gets tucked a little too comfortably up the wrong places. And you can’t help but notice when this happens to Miguel, you just need to help out a fellow bro right?

Contains: Slight mention of feminisation,(ie. usage of princesa becoz he's babygirl)

M/r = male reader

WC: 802

“New assignment Pavitr, pair up with Gwen, there are 3 main annoyances present in Earth-7839,” Miguel looks up from the multiple orange monitors to glance at the two mentioned, “That Spiderman would require assistance.” He further states.

Meanwhile Miguel was busy instructing fellow Spider-people, you sat on that same platform just behind Miguel, chilling on a seat you brought up there yourself for your own comfort. Miguel didn’t mind (because it was you) and in fact liked it when you would stay with him keeping him company. Despite the phone in your hand, your eyes weren’t focused on the screen, in fact it was on Miguel. Specifically his ass. Not that you don’t do that already, but this time around you notice the suit looked a little too tight against his behind. Of course the view as greatly appreciated but it looked like Miguel didn’t like it too much from how he stood, so being the amazing partner you are, whilst Miguel was talking, you nonchalantly reach for the area stuck uncomfortably between his ass and pulled the fabric with a punctuated ‘tug’. This halts Miguel’s sentence mid. A flustered blush slightly dusts his cheeks (the face ones) as he swivels his head and with an embarrassed glare, he firmly grabs your and shoves it aside, thinking you were trying to cop an inappropriate feel at an inappropriate time. “You horny bastard not in front of them!” He mutters so only you could hear before turning back to Gwen and Pavitr who couldn’t help but let out an amused laugh at what just happened.

Defensively, you throw your hands up with a slight smirk, “I was just fixing a slight wardrobe malfunction.” you whisper back as Miguel clears his throat trying to ignore what the man behind him just did.

Miguel attempts to continue on as if that didn’t happen, but Hobie in the corner was snickering his ass off because everyone in this room knows that if anyone else tried that, they would be kissing Nueva New York’s pavement ground after being launched from the highest floor in this building. 

“Couldn’t resist the urge could ‘ya?” Hobie chirps from a place he probably shouldn’t be sitting on whilst playing with something he shouldn’t have been playing with.

Deciding to just ride with it, you wink at him with some snappy finger guns and a playful grin, “You know it”, closely followed by some unceremonious tongue clicks. Miguel could feel himself cringe at what you just did. After dismissing everyone for their own respective duties, Miguel finally turns his attention to you with the intention of reprimanding your actions. “It was a wardrobe malfunction, Miguel,” you chuckle seeing Miguel quirk an eyebrow at you, crossing his arms whilst standing firmly between your legs as you manspreaded yourself on the chair, “I wasn’t trying to grope you in front of our fellow colleagues, don’t be mad, Princesa.” you joke your voice falling to a hushed tone.

Bringing your hands to his hips, you give them a firm squeeze caressing his slim sides and sloping hips up and down in a comforting fashion. The thin material of Miguel’s suit felt like nothing beneath your touch, you were able to feel every crevice, dip and raise of his well maintained muscles. Hands and fingers dip into the lower part of his back as they move forward to trace the outlines of his defined hips. Miguel couldn’t help but huff and jutt his lip out in a sigh, letting his partner feel up his lower body soothingly. 

“I’m not mad, M/r,” He mumbles softly, letting one hand rest on your neck and the other on the underside of your jaw, “I was just surprised.” 

Your neck cranes to look at his face as he holds you warmly in his palm, his normal aloof expression he’d show to others mellowed out when it was just you too. His eyes softened when looking at you, and that ever present scowl on his face seemed to brighten even if just by a little.

“Well that’s good.” You breathe out with a relaxed smile of your own, “Though…”

From gently caressing his sides, you guide your hands lower down his back, where they’re rubbing and feeling up the firm, warm mounds of flesh with a certain eagerness. It’s as if your fingers sink into the toned muscles as you squeeze firmly, fingering the underside of his ass where it meets his thighs happily. Topping it off with a nice and hard squeeze too, causing the flesh in your hands to feel as if they’re spilling from your grip due to the sheer size of it. Causing Miguel to quietly yelp in surprise from the suddenness.

“That was entirely on purpose.” 

Miguel smacked you upside the head for that. But he never said he didn’t like it.

sorry guys promise i'll post more (i havent disappeared) life's just been busy!!