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Get through me first (Dad!Miguel x daughter/Venom!Reader)

I have been a little too into the Miguel fics, especially when there is angst involved. So now you all gotta deal with it.😊

Summary: You were one of the Spidey's that was transported into Earth 1610. You helped Miles save his universe and was able to go back home. That's when your father who you hadn't seen in 3 years recruits you to help keep the multivers in balance. You join, but it doesn't mean your ready to fight him if it means protecting Miles.

TW: Child neglect, death, mentions of death, violence, cursing, angst, lotta angst, daddy issues, issues in general

You stared down the big portal, after everyone jumped in one by one. You were the last one left. You turn to Miles you looked sad, but happy and satisfied that things are done, and everyone is able to go home.

"Guess this is goodbye." Miles spoke. You sighed and nodded your head.

"We should stay!" Venom's voice was loud and clear for you. Nearly jumped yourself at how loud he was.

"We can't." You responded sternly.

"WHY!"

"We'll die if we stay any longer, you little parasite."

Miles looked at you, with that same look he had when you seemed to be talking to yourself. But he smiled fondly "I'm goanna miss the two of you."

You and Venom were a little taken aback. Some wouldn't refeur to you and Venom as two. Forgetting Venom and leaving him out of the equation fully. "You're a good kid Miles, if you ever need help, me and Venom will be by your side. Promise."

Your words comforted him. Miles doesn't know fully why, but you didn't seem like someone who breaks a promise. And you don't.

"This is no fair. I will make you cry now! cry Y/n, cry." Venom took over your emotions and was forcing you to cry. You quickly pull down your mask and cleared your throat.

" Be safe out there, Miles Morals." You leap off and dive in headfirst into the portal.

It's only been three months since you returned back home. You and Venom back to the routine of saving people and you preventing Venom from wanting to bite heads off and from eating too much chocolate.

One day, while you and Venom visited a restaurant that you and Venom would go to frequently, even before Venom, you were a constant costumer.

"Hey Malik." You greeted the young man in the front counter.

"Hello Ms. O'Hara. table for two as usual?" Malik grabbed a menu, ready to lead you to your usual table.

"Yup." You responded shortly before he took you to your table.

"I want food! give me the ribs! oh oh! Tater tots. Get us Tator tots!"

You chuckled as you looked at the menu to get yourself a few drinks for you and Venom. As you were doing that, you hear someone take a seat in front of you. Your brows furrowed, looking up you take a glance of a man you haven't seen in a long time.

You sighed and kept your eyes back on the menu. "Didn't know you were back in town." You spoke dryly.

The man in front of you inhaled sharply, relaxing himself before opening his mouth.

"I wanted to talk to you."

You hummed, unamused and pulled out your phone and slide it towards him. "I'm a little busy right now. So just put your number in there and we can speak later."

The man sighed. "Please, mi hija."

You slammed the menu on the table. Finally staring him in the eyes.

"Miguel, this is my mealtime. A time of peace, and right now you are not making me feel peaceful. So, I suggest you take my first offer and just put your number in." You were firm with your words, almost threatening.

Miguel paused for a moment, between the phone and his daughter. Seeing that you were reasonably mad at him, he took the phone and entered his number in. He stood up, ready to leave "I'll see you later."

As Miguel walked away, you hear a very displeased Venom.

"What a dick."

You huffed and brought the menu back up to your face.

"Agreed"

"Why are we here. I don't like it here." Venom was complaining about being in the little spider club house, Miguel was walking by your side, he would be getting a little too close to you here and there. Making you scoot further and further away from him.

"We are here to protect our world. You want what happened with Miles happen to us?" You hear Venom groan and shut off for the moment.

"Y/n, I'm really grateful for you being here. We need the help." Miguel stared down at his daughter with a soft smile. You stayed staring straight ahead.

"I didn't do this for you. I got people to protect Miguel." You wanted to make sure he understands that he didn't see this as a daddy daughter bonding moment. The situation he explained to you was serious. No distractions within the workforce.

That will disrupt everything.

"I see. . . Y/n, I just wanted to- to apologize for what I had done. I was wrong, very wrong." You could hear the sincerity in his voice, the regret and guilt written all over his face. You paused and stared at him.

Venom was practically screaming at you to not forgive him. To punch his face. But you didn't. And when you didn't, Venom got upset and took over your arm and punched Miguel hard.

"Oh shi- Venom what the hell!?"

"He does not deserve our kindness; he does not deserve our LOVE! Now bite his head off!" You ignored what Venom was saying and ran towards Miguel's side. "You good? My bad, Venom just gets like that sometimes."

You helped Miguel up. "It's alright, mi hija. You've gotten strong." Miguel had blood running down his nose. But he continued to smile softly at you.

You were quick to remove yourself from him. Clearing your throat and told Miguel to continue.

Being a part of the Spider-society was actually a big help for you and Venom. Being able to capture anomalies before they cause too much of a wreck for your universe. You kept a good distance from Miguel.

Even though he tried to offer time alone together that didn't involve the work as being a Spidey, you rejected those advances.

"Come on Y/n. He really does care about you. He just wants to make up for lost time." Jessica Drew, Miguels right hand woman was trying to convince you to at least try to be with Miguel.

You hummed, clearly uninterested in the conversation. Typing away on your laptop, working on some homework you had to finish for school.

"That sounds amazing- oh, hey can you pass me my cup please?"

Jessica frowns and grabbed your cup, as she handed the cup back to you. She takes a glance down to your bag that you brought and see multiple bracelets, handmade.

"Oh, those from f/n? how's she doing?'' Jess leaned on the wall as she watched you pause for a moment. You were quick to get back to typing.

"She's dead." You say with a slight cringe. Knowing the awkward atmosphere, you were making wasn't one your good for.

Jess was taken aback, not knowing of this news before hand.

"Oh . . . I'm sorry." Jess walked towards you and took a seat next to you. You stayed focused on your screen. Jess gently laid her hand on your back "What happened."

You took a quick glance down to the ground, pausing your typing. Taking in a deep sigh, you continued working "The bridge was falling apart. And I had to choose between a bus with 29 passengers or my best friend . . . f/n ended up having to choose for me. She said her goodbyes then cut herself off from my web."

Your mind drifted to the look on your friend face when she realized it was her time.

You sighed and changed the subject quickly.

"So, like . . .Don't ya'll got paternity leave or something cuz . . ." You looked down to Jessica's baby bump. Jess laughed as you moved on with your work.

"Yo, you needed help-" You froze in place as you saw Miguel in the room Jess. You frown "You wanted me, Jess?" You gave the pregnant woman a look. Jess had said she and she only needed you.

"Oh yes! I wanted you to look over these anomaly cases with me. But I'm not really feeling good." Jess rubbed her baby bump. You gave her a deadpan look.

"So, you'll be working with Miguel!" Jess was quick for someone who wasn't 'feeling well' and got out the room. You sighed and looked to a nervous smiling Miguel. You were displeased with this outcome, but this was going to happen, minus well get it done with.

You walked up next to Miguel and immediately got to work. An awkward silence overcame the air around the two of you.

Miguel kept glancing over to you. Taking in small details, like your suit and how it was in a way some comparison to Venoms when the alien takes over you. The way your fingers fidget when taking a small pause.

The silence soon became too much for Miguel to bare and he decided to speak "So, ho-how's school? Still playing basketball?"

Your brows furrowed "No."

"Oh! Stopped liking it?"

"No."

"Umm . . . did you get benched.?"

"No."

"Are you just going to say no to everything I say?" Miguel had his hand on his hip, a little frustrated by your blunt replies. You took a moment before turning your head to him.

"No."

"Ay dios mio- I'm tying here mi hija. Please I'm begging you. Make this easier." Miguel turns his full attention to you while you were still focused on the multiple screens in front of you.

"And why should I do that?"

"Because I want this family to be happy--"

"Family?" You scoffed.

"--And I want us to be happy together."

"Okay compañero, you threw this little family out the fucking window when you ran off to raise a child that wasn't even yours."

"Language niña." You ignored his warning and kept going

"And you have no right. No fucking right to waltz into my already shitty life and make it worse!"

"I SAID LANGUAGE!"

The two of you were already in each other's faces. Unphased by the others raging expression.

"No trates de reparar algo que está más allá de la reparación"(Don't try to mend something that is beyond repair.)

You walked away from the man. Leaving him the room. Once you got to your dimension, you began to wreck everything in the room. His room to be specific. Not like he even comes back. Too busy with work Too busy with the life that didn't involve you.

You couldn't take it anymore. You began sobbing uncontrollably.

"Y/n, we can't be upset about him now of all times."

"Why is he being worried now!? it's not fair Venom! it's not fair!" Your spoke between your cries. Venom took over your arms to try and wipe your tears. But it just kept coming.

All Venom could do was be there for you, as always, in your time of need.

You stared down at the mini hologram of you cradling your dear friend's limp body. begging he not to leave you.

"You too?'' Miles voice broke out. You looked at him with glossy eyes. Once your eyes met with his sad puppy eyes, you had to look away.

Miguel went on about the canon. And how it keeps everything in balance. If a canon is broken, then a world collapses. That's when it hit Miles, his dad was next. The boy refused to let the spot take yet another precious's person in his life.

But when Miles expressed his displeasre of the canon, Miguel trapped him, you were quick to bang on the forcefield.

"Oey! let him out!"

"He'll destroy the multiverse!" Miguel argued back. Peter B. and Gwen tried to convince Miguel to let Miles go and that he was going too far. suddenly, Miles was able to break the forcefield. You didn't waste time to grab the boy's hand and make a run for it.

The chase was hectic, but you finally got Miles back to HQ.

"Alright niño. This is as far as I can take you. But me and Venom will hold Miguel and the others off." Miles stared up at you with a look of confusion "Wait, you're not coming?"

It was clear he didn't want to do this alone. And you didn't want him to go through its alone ether. You brought Miles close to you and brought your foreheads together. You had Venom exit your body and enter Miles body.

"Venom will give you as much help as you need."

The two of you hear the others approaching. You hugged Miles for the last time and put him in the Go Home machine.

You quickly made yourself placed far away from the machine. You looked back at Miles one last time and smiled.

"Be safe out there, Miles Morals"

Once Miguel came through the doors, he was met with you in his way.

"Just give the kid up Y/n!"

You laughed as your own claws came out. Your set of fangs came in

"You want him? You got to get through me first."

The last thing Miles saw was you and Miguel running at each other.

The one and only spider-woman

Ok let's start this from the beginning. And I mean the very beginning.

My name is Noa O'Hara. I know what you're thinking. He wasn't the Miguel you're thinking of. My universe is number 2023. Pretty different from his isn't it.

For the past year I have been the one and only spider woman. At least in my universe. I was bitten by a radioactive spider that gave me freaky powers and now I'm here. I think you know the rest.

I made a suit. Got a job. It's at a Cafe not the stereotypical photographer at the fault bugle. My dad got a raise at his job at the NYPD precinct. Everything was going great! Until the one time it didn't.

My tío Gabriel died in a confrontation against some guy trying to start a shootout at a mall. He, the good samaritan, tried to help and consequently got hurt. Seriously hurt. I tried to get him to help but he died right in my arms.

Something I learned very quickly is you can't save everyone when you play superhero. There is always gonna be someone you didn't see, didn't catch, didn't block. It's a curse that I have learned to live with. The guilt weighs heavy.

Worst thing is my dad holds me responsible…kind of. He saw the security footage of me trying to save my tío, but the anger phase of his grieving process still haunts me sometimes. I wonder, if tio hadn't died, would I have the confidence to tell papà? Maybe I would, but I can't concentrate on the what ifs.

My window barely makes a creek as I sneak my way in. The red light from my alarm clock illuminates the room just enough for me to not trip and fall on my ass. I quickly change out of my suit and into my pyjamas. It's a hassle with how tight the material is but I can manage.

My feet pad silently across the cold tile as I make my way to the kitchen. The door to dad's room is closed, so I don't have to worry about walking him. He's a deep sleeper most days anyways.

I'm halfway done serving myself a bowl of coco puffs when the light turns on and I cringe. The excess light hurts my eyes as I spin in a circle to find the culprit. Papà.

"A little late for a snack don't you think?" He Gruffs, his voice still hoarse from sleep. I sigh at the prospect of being caught, but then again I should have thought higher of the soon to be captain of the police force.

"Perdoname papà, I didn't mean to wake you" I apologize. I dont worry about the fact that I am awake or getting something to eat since he does this himself a lot too. My back turns to him as I continue doing what I started in the dark.

I hear him let out a sigh before the sound of his footsteps approaching fills the room. He leans against the counter beside me silently for a second.

"You wanna talk about it?" He asks casually. It's a good attempt to make me open up. It would work on anyone else. But I'm not just anybody, at least not anymore.

"About what papà?" I shoot back without a glance. He can read me like an open book and if our eyes meet I'm done for. He knows this. I know this. Anyone that knows us knows this.

"Why you're up late?"

"Couldn't sleep"

"Anything bothering you?"

"Not at the moment no"

"Preciosa"

My movements halt with a clang of my spoon. He knows something has been up even before tio Gabriel's accident, he just can't tell what. Never before have we been this distante and it's killing the both of us really.

"Nothing's really wrong Papà. I'm just having a hard time sleeping that's all"

A hand squeezes my shoulder lightly and I turn my head to face him. He has that comforting look in his eyes, that soft smile he always gives me, and in general he just radiates comfort to me. It allows my walls to crack only slightly and I find myself hugging him not two seconds later.

"Sabes que me puedes decir lo que sea verdad?" He confirms, to which I nod my head.

"Ya se Papà. Y te lo voy a decir algún día, pero ahorita … no se como". The words escape no louder than a whisper, but he hears it all the same. I can tell by the way his arms tighten around me, but I don't very much care.

However somewhere in a universe far far away, a man watches through a screen. A frown deep set in his brow as the screen displays the scene. His red eyes ignorant to his own variant, and trained instead on the girl much like the one he lost all those years ago. He knows it's not her, but he can't help but imagine for a little longer.

"You haven't been out all morning since you checked this universe" a woman by the name of Lyla remarks, "your alright there boss?

A sigh escapes his lips before an automatic "I'm fine" tumbles out. The panel shuts off on command as he turns toward the hologram. "This kid completed a cannon event last year. Just making sure she's still on schedule for the next one" he excuses. His hand rubs over his face.

"When is her next one?" The woman asks hesitantly. It's the one thing she doesn't like about the job, having to hear about these kids loosing so much so quickly and so young.

"In about another year maybe, other minor ones might jump in first"

Miguel 2099 turns away from the displays entirely. With a tell tail thwip, he swings off the platform and down to the main floor. His head riddled with thoughts.

No, he schools himself, he won't allow himself to get attached. He has already lost his daughter twice does he really want to go for a third? No way. He won't let it happen.

And yet when he returns to his station later that night, an empanada less hungry now, he can't stop himself. He searches for the universe he discovered earlier and just watches. He can't stop himself from watching.

Translations:

Tio: uncle

Papà: dad

Perdoname papà: forgive me dad/sorry dad

Preciosa: precious

Sabes que me puedes decir lo que sea verdad: you know you can tell me anything right

Ya se Papà. Y te lo voy a decir algún día, pero ahorita … no se como: I know dad. And I will tell you one Day, but right now...I don't know how

The one and only spider-woman pt.2

Dead captains

Authors note: this is only part two because I have yet to write something between last time and this even. If any of you have prompts or ideas for any in between pt.1 and 2 or even for afterwards please send them I would be glad to write them!

Of course a crazy Karen with an octopus suit and a god complex just had to come and ruin my perfectly good Tuesday! When I say customer service is underpaid this is exactly what I mean.

She throws me against the concrete pillar of the parkade with one of her metal tentacles. The impact hard enough to cue a ringing in my ears for a few seconds. I shake it off quickly, dodging the next blow that just so happened to be aimed straight at my head.

"Qué te pasa lady? Someone spit in your tacos? I tease, dodging her arms and swinging around her for confusion. I also have to find a weak link in her design. Once I find that, all I have to do is target it and make sure she doesn't get up again.

"You little brat! You're not getting away from me!" Doc OC warns. It almost makes me sniger. I have been the one chasing her down for the past three weeks and now I'm the one getting away from her? Ha!

"Then come and get me pendejo!"

I try to keep the fighting away from the people fleeing. They don't need to get hurt in this. This is between me and the crazy lady. Sirens going off in the distance eases my mind a bit. At least Papà will be able to help everyone get out of here safely. And that's a good thing because when I slam this puta into the column in an attempt to pin her down, it cracks.

A resonating sound that both gives me an idea and sends a chill down my spine. I just have to make sure this place is evacuated before executing said plan.

"Hey lady what if we play a game shall we?" I joke, pining two of her metal arms to the ceiling with my webs. She positively growls as she swings at me with the other two. "It's called touch and go, more commonly known as tag!"

A quick glance downwards shows Papà helping the last of the civilians out of here. Just give him a little bit more time. All he needs is a couple more minutes.

I swing around, kicking the lady as she goes for me as well. Just a little bit longer. I jump off of one of the columns and body slam the doc right in the chest, making her topple over and to the floor. Her metal arm reaches for a pillar.

A deafening crack as it rips the concrete just to swing the hardened rock at my head. I narrowly avoid it, but her plan of comiting homicide is the least of my problems.

A kid. I can hear the crying. I try to look around to find them without getting too distracted but it's nearly impossible. A tentacle wraps around my waist and I am thrown through the air. I hit something very solid and another crack rips through the air. Then a rumble. Toned low and menacing.

Oh shit.

The ceiling begins to fall in on itself and I prepare for the worst, runing towards the ongoing sound of a panicked child in the hopes of being able to get to them in time before this entire structure buries us alive. But someone gets to them first. I only get a glimpse of the shiny captain's badge before a big chunk of the ceiling pins me to the floor.

I can't tell what's up or what's down. My vision is worse than when I still needed my glasses. I can barely register the sound of pattering fading away. My head feels light, and heavier than my backpack filled with textbooks all at the same time. I can barely breathe.

I turn my head to the right. Doc OC lays under the rubble. Her tentacles crushing her body, seemingly having attempted to stop anything from crushing her first. At least I don't have to worry about her ever getting back on he feet again. It's when I turn to the left when my heart drops.

His hand is sprawled out to the side and his body limp against the unforgiving stone. Papà looks unconscious. I refuse to believe he is anything worse than that, knocked out by the blow.

The will to get over there, confirm that he is still alive, it drives me. Adrenaline courses my veins and brings unknown strength. I yell out in retaliation, using all of my power to lift this concrete off of my back. My entire body shakes with the effort, but little by little I succeed. First comes the crawling position, which turns into a lunge, and that gives me enough room to shove the enormous weight off of my shoulders.

I don't give myself time to feel tired. My legs carry me exactly where I need to be, and I find myself kneeling by his side in a heartbeat. There is a wound on his chest, but I can hear his jagged breathing. A relieved chuckle escapes me as I begin to shake him.

"Papà- come on papà wake up" I urge. My shaking becomes more frantic the longer he takes to wake. He can't die, not here and definitely not now. "come on papà just look at me".

A groan leaves his lips and he begins to stir. I don't think I've ever felt this happy in my life. The moment is only dampened by him panicking slightly when his eyes lock onto my mask. He tries to push me away in a panic.

"Hey no papà it's me!" I plead. I rip the stupid mask off of my head with one hand as my other reaches for his. His eyes widen and he looks at me differently than he ever has.

"N-noa?" He croaks. I nod vigorously, pushing him down when he tries to sit up. I can tell he's in pain and I need him to hold on until first responders arrive.

"Yeah it's me"

"But- how?- it's been you the whole time?"

I take his hand in mine, gripping it tightly without hurting him.

"I promise I'll explain everything when we get home" I bargain. "I didn't tell you because of what happened with tio Gabriel and- please just hold on. I'll tell you everything I promise".

He cups my cheek with his hand. He looks at me. And I mean really looks, as if truly seeing me for the first time. He brushes a strand of hair or of the way and behind my ear. A soft smile tugs on his features.

"Mija- preciosa-". He groans trying to sit up again.

"Hey hey hey take it easy papà" I warn. He chuckles, holding onto his chest. He must have broken a rib or something.

"Siempre acuérdate lo que te he enseñado". He takes my hands in his. I watch in shock, not wanting to believe what he's saying. He can't be saying goodbye. "ten siempre cuidado. Take care of yourself and never let anyone tell you what you can't and can do. You are stronger than anyone believes, even yourself".

A violent cough tears through his system and I can't help but notice the slightest bit of blood. The paramedics are taking too long. What is taking them so long!

"SOMEONE PLEASE HELP!" I cry out. My breathing erratic as the ultimatum starts running out.

"Mija- no tengas miedo. I'm always going to be with you one way or another" papà assures me. I close my eyes and rest my head on his chest.

His grip loosens. I can no longer hear his heartbeat. His chest goes completely still. My eyes fly open and I sit up faster than my brain can process. Desperately I look for a pulse. He can't be gone he just can't be.

"No no no no no papà come on!"

He doesn't wake. His eyes closed almost peacefully as if he were only sleeping. I can feel his blood running colder and colder the more time passes. I don't even notice the tears falling like waterfalls until it become impossible to properly see with how blurry my vision is becoming.

A sob wracks through my entire body. I lay my head back down on his chest and just let it happen. All the pain escaping through any way it can. Rivers stain my cheeks. Sombre roars make my throat run dry.

The crying sounds so foreign to my ears. Never have I let myself go so much, even when tio was killed. This is a different kind of pain. He was my Papa. he was the first one to hold me when i was born. He was the one that made me feel safe when lightning scared me as a kid. He was the one that truly was always there for me, and now i know he would have forgiven me if i had just told him. If i had just told him maybe he would have trusted me to get to the kid and saved himself instead.

Canon even completed

The sound is muted but the yellow tinted hologram shows all that Miguel needs to know. He regrets not being able to do anything, but he knows the consequences of intervening. It would destroy my universe and he would have to watch me disappear all over again.

Translations:

Qué te pasa?: what's wrong with you?

Pendejo: asshole

Papà: dad

Mija: daughter

preciosa: precious

Siempre acuérdate lo que te he enseñado: always remember what I've taught you

ten siempre cuidado: always stay/be safe

no tengas miedo: don't be scared

The One and Only Spider-Woman pt. 3

A/n: notice how Noa uses less Spanish in this chapter (she's still mourning😭) but anyway enjoy this little snippet, and I'm very sorry for the delay

Ghosts

Screams fill the air the closer I get to the building. Over the radio they made it seem like a minor incident, but it has definitely escalated to something more.

I land softly against the outer window of city hall, sneakily sliding in through a broken one not too far away. All the lights are out. Electric wires hang from the ceiling and send sparks everywhere. I swing myself to the center of the ceiling to get a better view of what's going on.

The sparks give me flashes of the room. There is something in the light. Is that- is that a figure? Another flash to my left this time and the same human figure is shown in the electricity. The next time one of them short circuits it remains behind.

The man materialises before my eyes out of pure energy. He launches a ball of energy my way and I barely have time to move it of its path.

"Woah you're made out of electricity?!" I Marvel, shooting a web the man's way, but it goes straight through him. He growls, disappearing from his place and appearing right next to me.

“Ok teleportation is a thing!”. I move quickly in order to not get electrocuted. I might not have the best mental health but i’m not suicidal anymore.

"Where is the powerplant!" He gruffs. His voice sounds like a mix of all the different Tik Tok voice filters mixed into one. "you won't get hurt if you tell me exactly where it is"

"Uh I'm pretty sure that's not how this works bud". I shoot a web at one of the lower hanging cables. Tugging it I am able to hit the electric man thing. That's his weakness, for now at least.

I use it to my advantage, making a type of spider web out of the available wires to trap him in. Right. Left. No fill that gap before he escapes!.

"Not so tough now are you?" I tease, standing down on the floor to admire my work. He thrashes against the rubber, trying to find a gap wide enough for him to fit through like this. He unfortunately catches something I didn't. A rip in the rubber on one of the wires. He latches onto the live wire and begins to charge. A smirk plays on his lips and it's only now that I understand my mistake.

Oh no.

An explosion as he takes out the remaining energy in the building. His haunting yellow eyes lock onto mine and he lunges he's forward. He has enough energy now to be solid, being able to properly hit me as well as send bolts of electricity at me.

He manages to get the better of me and pins me right to the floor. I squirm under him, but he's draining me. I can feel my energy begin to deplete and I panic. I no longer care about turning the tables on him, but just getting out of here alive. I try to kick and pull away, but my energy is being litterally ripped away from me. It scares me more than I have been in a long while.

Suddenly he is being pulled backwards as someone else loons over him. The visitor stands between me and Mr sparkles as I try to regain some color on my skin.

Light Headed and disoriented it takes me a minute to get to my feet again. When I do the two stranger are already locked in battle. I get a better look on the new addition to the fight and have to double take. A spider symbol displayed in the back of their denim jacket. They too look different and out of place in reality but I don't question it as they get close enough again for me to join in again.

"Where did you come from?" I question as we both continue to attack our opponent.

"Spider punk at your service mate, but you can- oh fuck-" he dodges a bolt of lightening, "you can call me Hobie".

"Spider-woman, and I asked where you came from not your name burro"

"Got some spark don't you?"

"The only spark you have to worry about is this idiot we're supposed to be fighting!"

It takes the both of us a good ten minutes to neutralise the man in a sort of capsule thing that 'Hobie' just happened to have. Both of us are soaked from having activated the sprinklers, and our masks off because we'll oxygen is a vital part of being alive.

"Now that we can actually get acquainted". Hobie sticks his hand out for me to shake, leaning casually against the red glowing enclosure as if it definitely could not break at any given moment. "Hobart brown, but as previously stated please call me Hobie”. I take his hand with an unsure chuckle and a raised eyebrow.

"Noa O'Hara" I shoot back. To this his eyes grow slightly. Unfortunately he regains his expression as fast as it had changed before.

"You don't say? I happen to know someone with a very similar name". He's joking around now and I can't help but fall into this playfully banter with him.

"Could say the same to you man. I mean you are stealing the nickname of a famous idol". I decide not to tell him anything as his expression turns confused. If he doesn’t know who Jung Hoseok is in this day and age, I won't indulge him.

His watch thing on his wrist beeps loudly bringing us both back to reality. He looks at it for only a moment before giving a deep sigh and letting his arm fall limp at his side.

"Well I best be off, but I don't see why you can't come along" he jokes. Its an invitation as he opens a hexagonal portal to the gods know where. He waits for me expectantly.

Do I want to go?. I mean the idea is very intriguing, but it may cost me more than it's worth. I live on my own now and I have other responsibilities. But something tells me to go with him. It's not my spider sense, so maybe intuition.

"You coming mate?" He asks, having watched me internally struggle for a minute. It reminds him a lot of a certain someone that makes the same face when their mental cogs are turning.

I don't say anything out loude, scared that I'll let something out that I shouldn't. Instead I nod, confirming my ticket to the other side of the portal.

Hobie smirks, swinging the red capsule over his shoulder and signalling for me to enter first. Hesitantly I take a step forward. Reaching my hand forward, I try to feel the portal thing. It changes color, going from a foreign kind of red to one that you see more commonly around this world. It's not too much of a difference but enough for me to pick it up.

"It won't bite" Hobie jokes. I send him a playful glare. His hand goes up in surrender. One step, and I find myself flying through.

The ride is exhilarating. A rush as cold wind blows against me as I wiz past blurs. Glimpses into different places that I can't reach. I seem to be in a kind of tunnel, like one of those big water slides at a pool. I slow down just in time to find my footing and step out of a similar hole in space that i originally entered.

I find myself in a kind of elevator platform thing, and by the way my curls stand straight up on their ends i can tell i am upside down. Hobie apears seconds after myself and smirks at my disorientation.

“Yeah first times can be a bit of a bugger. You’ll feel good as new by tea time” he snickers. I roll my eyes, but the prospect of not feeling like my insides are in knots makes me smile a bit.

When my head stops spinning enough, I am able to finally get a good look of the place. We seem to be in some sort of skyscraper as we ascend quickly. Capsule-like vehicles float through traffic instead of driving on the ground, but this fact allows for so much more green than i am used to seeing on a day to day basis. Everything looks so- futuristic and advanced and it makes me wonder if this place is supposed to be in the future or something.

"Better put this on?" He says handing me a sort of bracelet. I look at it for a second. It's like one of those Snapp on wristbands you would get in goodie bags as a kid.

The platform stops moving and the door opens up. I gawk at the amount of people in this huge ass room. The architecture is well made use for as the criss crossing columns are used as paths to different locations instead of just support. Variation upon Variation of the same spider symbol is displayed proudly on suites.

“What is this place?” i ask my guide. My eyes dont stop anywhere for too long, quickly getting attention caught on something else and following that for a few seconds before the cycle starts all over again.

“Welcome to the Spider society” he anounces spreading his arms out wide in welcome. He greets a few that send a hello his way but continues to march forward. I, not knowing where to go, follow him blindly.

“The what?”

“Spider society. All of us are variants of one another from different universes”

“So same character different font?”

“Something like that yeah, some of us are Peters others MJs or Gwens and so forth. But rubbish to try and memorize all the names”

My mind begins to spiral with the possibilities. I dont even notice when Hobie takes me down a more private area until it gets too dark for the rest of the place.

Rows and rows of red enclosures like the one Hobie drags with him stand before us and it makes me freeze up for a moment. Hobie notices he's lost me and sighs when he sees the expression on my face.

"I know it looks bad, but Miguel thinks it's the best way of keeping them here until we can send these tests back to their universes" he explains. But now my face is paler than before.

That is his name.

It can't be him right? No way. It's just a weird coincidence. I saw him die and there is no way papà is Spiderman in another another universe, he hated me for a while!

"You alright there?" Hobie asks. He's thinking I'm right weird but can't blame me. He doesn't like this place all that much and he hasn't been here too long and he knows what it's like to be here and discover everything for the first time.

"Yeah" I push, trying to clear my dry throat, "yeah yeah I'm fine". He doesn't buy it, but nods anyway.

He motions for me to follow him once again once he's done securing the bad guy. I do so, not really seeing what else I can do.He leads me even further down this path. It keeps getting darker and darker. We pass a spider sort of contraption that I watch take one of the red capsule and make it disappear. Curiosity takes over anxiety and I start asking questions like normal again.

My guide does his best to answer all the inquiries. I'm not disappointed when he says he's not sure. He is honest enough to tell me about his short time as part of this league so I don't mind the gaps he leaves in the answers.

"Where are we going anyways? I ask him finally. He looks at me and then back on the path. I figure he's either hiding something or worried about the same thing. I can't tell what now but hopefully I can figure it out sooner rather than later.

"To meet the boss. He'll give you a better run through this whole operation than I can" he explains easily. He doesn't seem to be lying so I trust him for now. Innocent until proven guilty right?

At the end of the hall we come to a big room with high ceilings that seems to go on forever in the dark. High above us is a platform that glows from the yellow light emitting holographic screens.

A man stands between all of them. Ha stands like a statue watching his machines. He actually looks like a looming shadow with red streaks here and there. Something familiar is about him, but i ignore it to the best of my ability.

No this does not look like that time papa told me to wait in the patroller as he went to investigate something at some corporate office. No, his stance is not papa’s ‘im done with this’ stance. And no i would definitely not mistake this strange man i definitely don't trust at the moment for my papà in a crowd.

“Oi! Miguel, got the new recruit!” Hobie calls out. Both our hearts drop a bit, although his does slightly more. He knows who i am while i am just praying to the gods above that he is not a variant of that someone.

The platform begins to lower closer to the ground. It moves to the pace of a snail and when i look to my companion he just gives me this look begging me not to say anything about it. I decide to just roll my eyes instead. It really is dumb but then again dont want to be kicked out on my first day right.

The platform comes to a stop. His back is still to the two of us. My breath still in my chest as the air grows thick. Is it just me having a hard time breathing? He turns almost dramatically towards us. He's still in the dark. A step forward. My breath hitches.

Translations:

Burro: dumby

Papà: dad

A/n: cliff hangers are the best aren't they? I feel evil writing one for you guys but I promise you'll get the next part soon! Also I genuinely thought of jhope for a second in the theaters when I went to see the movie for the first time and heard the nickname "Hobie" no joke 💀.

Pt. 3,5

The One and Only Spider-woman pt. 3,5

Ghosts

He looks almost exactly like him. The same height. The same face shape. Gods, he even got the same hairstyle. The only things that I could use to tell them apart if they stood side by side would be the eyes, deep red and calculating.

"Noa" he states. He doesn't really say it. It's more like a loud mumble as he doesn't move his lips too much. He also says it as if wanting to say more, but holding back.

I don't say anything myself at first. Just a short nod in acknowledgement that I had heard him. He takes a step forward and I take two back. He freezes, and so do I.

"You- you're Miguel" I stutter. He nods in turn. I can't look him in the eyes. They are so like his.

They move around the room like his did, and if they weren't different colours I would have sworn I was looking at them again. That's impossible Noa, he died. He's dead.

“I’m guessing he gave you the crash course on our operation?” he continues in a steady voice, motioning to Hobie standing behind me to the right. I don't respond right away, my mouth refusing to form words, and nod instead. The man before me sighs.

To say he was expecting a different reaction would be a lie, but there was a part of him that hoped I would react with a smile or wondrous eyes at least. He knows that I just lost my dad…himself?

In my reality he died because I failed to save him, so of course seeing a variant of the person that raised me here is a lot more than a simple surprise. It's difficult for him too.

His own daughter died years ago in his reality. He doesn't talk about the first time. When he found a universe where he could have her again he jumped at the opportunity. He caused the destruction of the entire universe, and he had to watch her die all over again, right in his own arms no less. And now here I stand. A version of her with a different name because my mother had won the bet this time. He sees the little girl he once had in my eyes; they're so wide and the way I have frozen as if placed in a freezer for too long reminds him of that time he found his gabby stealing from the halloween candy. It’s not her, he tells himself, she’s dead. Gabby is dead.

Hobie clears his throat. Even he can’t bare to stand in this tension, and he was most exited to watch this interaction. The noise is enough to yank both of us out of our heads. Miguel looks around before back down at me. I raise my eyebrows at him and he nods.

“Layla!” he calls. I’m about to ask who he is talking to, since there is no one else in here, when a hologram appears by his shoulder. A woman tainted in a yellow hue from the tech with large pink glasses and what looks like a fluffy faux fur coat.

“How's it going Miguel?” she asks with a chirpy voice. She comes off as one of those glass half full kind of people. You don't see many of those nowadays.

“No time for small talk” the man brushes off, “could you just run the thing?”. My brows furrow and i turn to hobie. He has a frown as well, but this one is different. This one looks like regret is sown directly into the fabric. I turn back to Miguel in time for him to turn as well. He doesnt notice that i had moved.

The lights dim even further, like an auditorium getting ready for a show. A spark of light in between me and Miguel, and it grows to form a beautiful tree of blue and red. It really is something for the eyes.

“What do you know of the multiverse?” Miguel questions.

He cautiously explains to me what he has graciously called the spiderverse. Some of it Hobbie had already old me, but other parts he hadn’t. The blood drains from my face when he tells me about canon events. He shows me videos of various different spider people get bit by their arachnid. He shows us loosing our uncles, and after a moment of hesitation, he shows me the captain close to spiderman that we all loose.

“So- you're telling me that Papa jus died to continue the story?” i mutter, the news crashing over me in a huge wave, “That you knew- you know that its going to happen to someone else again and you will just let it happen?”. My breathing is erratic, hand shaking. I don't know what to say, what to think, what to do. Was my father just a pawn in a bigger story? That isn't fair. Not to him, not to anyone. And not just papa, but tio Gabriel! They were not unimportant enough to die for the greater good were they?

?“Our universes will collapse if the canons are broken, Noa'' Miguel calmly explains. He comes forward and places a hand on my shoulder. “Believe me i tried, I really did once. All it did was cause the distruction of an entire universe. You can’ break the canon”. I still shake my head.

“You’re just like everyone else, saying that everything happens for a reason. Why does there have to be a reason behind someone loosing everyone that is close to them?” I argue. I step backwards, making Miguels hand fall back to his side. My breathing has calmed, but is replased with a stinging feeling in my throat, a paired tightness in my chest as well.

“Our stories are filled with pain, but they build who we are. There are good times as well, you just have to wait for them” Miguel tries. I nod, but turn away.

“Mind if i take a breather?” I ask. I can’t stay here. I feel like i’m gonna suffocate. When i catch Miguel nodding in my peripheral vision, i speed walk out of there as discreetly as possible. I walk alone. I’m used to it by now.

Hobie stays as light pours back into the room and the display disappears. He leans against the wall as Miguel runs a hand over his face. Their eyes lock, and a silent understanding passes between them.

“She’s her variant isn’t she?” the boy interrogates, “your daughter’s”. With a sigh, Miguel confirms with a nod. He retorts it slowly.

“I can’t believe i’m saying this, to you of all people, but make sure she’s alright” the older of the two breaths out. Hobby nods once, voicing his agreement with a hum before leaving the room in my pursuit.

I haven't gone far. It's hard when you don't know anything about the place where you find yourself. winding paths and columns to walk on, i just want to get as far away from there as i can. Eventually i find an open window and climb out. I ascend to the roof, sitting down and overlooking the city below. Again I wonder what kind of technology is in this universe. The air here is cleaner than the one in my new york, but the buildings and layout of the structures are more or less the same. They gleam in the high sunlight. My knees pull inwards towards my chest, and I curl into a ball.

I don't pay Hobbie any mind when he eventually finds my hiding spot. It took him about half an hour, having assumed i would be somewhere inside.he sits down besides me wordlessly. I dont say anything, not even look at him.

I thought I was done with this pain. It’s been a year, how weak do you have to be to still want to bawl your eyes out at the mere mention of them i ask myself. I furiously wipe away a stray tear that escapes. I am not weak.

“I dont like it either. The whole cannon event stuff” my companion finally voices. He nudges my shoulder and i turn my head to find him already looking at me.

“I had a hard time with it too when i was told”. I look down to my feet dangling over the edge.

“I just dont think their lives were so disposable” I admit. I’m not a kid, and I understand that everything comes to an end. I understand that he died. That’s not what bothers me, its the fact that it ‘had to happen’ for my story to continue. It could have continued with him right here with me.

“They weren't disposable. Miguel just found a pattern, and decides that all of us have the same one. I guess the mate is right since it happens all over again if no one intervenes” he explains. I huff out a chuckle. His words do bring a certain comfort however, so i dont argue with it.

We just sit here, wordlessly in each others presence. The comfortable silence enveloping us as the breeze caresses our skin. We even watch the sun set and the city lights slowly turn on. Eventually we fall into a gentle conversation, which turn into banter when he brings up his abilities. How am i supposed to hear someone tell me about their being stronger and just take it?

He bribes me into going back inside with the promis of food, claiming there to be good arepas waiting in the cafeteria. I havent had an arepa since before the accident, and it pulls a smile on my lips when my friend is proven right. The bread is delicious as we sit at a table, just another pair among the crowd.

Maybe these are the baby steps i’ve heard about, i think to myself in a pause of conversations. I havent felt this alive since Papa passed, and socialising with someone my age that wasnt forced to because of work had become a rarety during the last year. Now i sit in the middle of a busy cafeteria with someone I just met this afternoon, yet trust more than anyone I know at present.

Hobie can be described as many things. He’s a punk, heavy metal loving Englishman that hates the english. He has a tough exterior with a heart of gold behind those walls. He really is punk in that way. I can definitely see him standing for the underdog out there in his world. He makes a connection with you, and doesn't judge you for your mistakes. Hell he’s able to but up with me and my awkward personality for more than an hour! I thought i wouldn’t be able to find someone who could after separating myself from people for so long.

It isn't until late into the night that we bid each other farewell.

“Here, he forgot to give you this” Hobie declares, taking something else out of his pocket. He presents a watch, identical to his own on his wrist. I take it carefully and spin it in my fingers before putting it on. It beeps and within a matter of seconds adjusts itself to match what I would call ‘normal’. Every color is the right shade and the materials look really to me. Not that everything else doesn't, it's just different.

“What the other one is fake or something?” Increase, throwing back the wristband he gave me earlier. He chuckles and shakes his head.

“What I gave you was a day pass, what you have now is your new way of travelling the Spider verse safely”. My eyebrows raise but I trust his words.

He patiently shows me how to work the different buttons and navigation system before I open a portal to my home. It should bring me directly into my own room, if Hobie is actually telling the truth and not trolling me right now.

“You coming back soon?” He asks expectantly. He has this wistful look in his eyes.

“Maybe…what about you?” I shoot back

“Maybe” he replies with a smirk.

“So then just maybe I shall see you again soon Señor Brown”

“Until that day come lady O’Hara”

I step through the portal, and his face disappears before my eyes. A spinning roller coaster ride later and I stand in the middle of my room, exactly as he said I would find myself. A sigh leaves my lips, and my posture slumps.

Here I am.

Alone again.

Translations

Papà: dad

Tío: uncle

arepa: a delicious bread

Señor: Mr.

The One and Only Spider Woman master list

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

chapter 3

chapter 3.5

To be continued....

Woven Home

Pairing : Platonic! Miguel O' Hara X Teen! Symbiote! Reader

Genre : fluff, lowkey crack

Summary : Miguel's soft for you. (Parenting is hard.)

Warnings: Mentions of blood, abuse, nothing too deep

Wordcount: 1.4k

Miguel O'Hara masterlist

" Oh no." Miguel breathes out. He glances around the room. It looks horrible, it was too late. 

The room was covered in blood. The chipped wallpaper had always been disgusting, but now it had a reek of death over it. He can only imagine how it went down here. 

" Uhm, actually. She's still alive." Layla suddenly glitches into existence. 

Miguel's eyes widen under his mask as he turns to her.

" What?"

" Yeah, she made it out alive. " She tells him, showcasing a security video taken out on the street.

And indeed, you were alive. Barely, but still. The cameras follow you until you eventually pass out into an alleyway. But something is wrong. The date on that tape dates back 2 years ago. That cannot be possible- Or can it?

" Who are you?" 

Miguel turns around, claws jumping out as he turns to face the voice.

He's surprised as he comes face to face with you. You're in terrible shape. Skinny, bags under your eyes and dirty. 

You glance at his claws before shaking your head. 

" Trust me, you don't want to do that." 

He cocks his head. Anyone with the injuries you had when you escaped your abusive household would be dead. He doesn't want to take his chances with whatever saved you.

" I'm Spiderman-"

" No you're not. I know that dude. He lives a few streets from here." You scowl.

You don't seem intimidated in the slightest. Still seated with one knee up to your chest in the window sill, your posture slacking.

" I'm from a different dimension. I want to give you a chance." He tells you.

You cock your head.

" A different dimension? And a chance at what?" 

" Yes. A chance at living. You wouldn't have to be alone anymore."

" I'm never alone."

-

To this day, he doesn't know how he managed to convince you to join the spider society. You're one of the very few non spider people around.

So far, years have passed. He's gotten to know you a lot better. Your name is Y/N L/N. And you're the host of Toxin. The strongest symbiote he's ever come across, and he's come across Carnage. ( Which is also apparently it's 'parent' symbiote.) It also led to him bringing you on the team. 

You're a complicated person, having been through a lot at a young age. You had been severely abused by your own parents for a reason he doesn't know (or would ever understand.) Your healing journey was scary, but you had hardened from your experiences, putting up a barricade around people. Thankfully, it crumbled since Miguel now had your back. It made Miguel soft towards you. The society he was building was small when he found you, making you one of the first members. Determined to not give you the fate of a future villain (like almost all the other symbiotes), he's kept you closely tucked in his side. Over time, he found a new chance in being a dad through you. Your own parents never guided you, and he finds himself all too eager to give you that guidance. And so you've been with him, watching as the society grew. And growing it did. Miguel watched proudly as you managed to make friends, and eventually helped guide other younglings just like he guides you.

You're also the only one who doesn't take his shit. And who's able to handle it. (The object he threw the one time he wasn't looking at whoever entered his lab, you had thrown it back at him. It had silenced him. He'd never admit it, but he was proud of that. Glad you'll never cower for people like your biological dad ever again.)

The only downside? Your choice of friends. Hobie caused trouble, and was all too eager in teaching you how to aswell. Gwen was okay. But she was also friends with Hobie, and Miles. And Miles was originally an anomaly. Sure, the boy was now part of the team, but still. The only one he approved of was Pavitr. And the random Peters you hang with often.

Truth to be told, he saw you as his daughter.

Currently, he was stood in his lab, glancing around at the screens. He truly had no idea what you were doing, but as long as you weren't putting shit on fire (you wouldn't, Toxin hates fire,) he's fine with it.

" Aye Miguel!"

Speak of the devil. With a symbiote web, you launch yourself onto his platform, two styrofoam boxes in your hands. You wordlessly set his down on his desk, as you often do.

" Thanks. What have you been upto today?" He asks, barely taking his eyes of the screen as he opens the styrofoam box and takes out an empanada.

You open yours, and immediately the scent of chocolate fills the rooms. It's overly sweet, and it lowkey stings his nose.

" Not much. Mostly training actually. You did anything fun today?" You ask him in return, leaning back against his desk.

Apparently you've managed to find pancakes. And hazelnut chocolate spread. 

" Been watching the multiverse, nothing special. Where'd you get that? " he asks you.

" Made it. We were craving something sweet." 

" Empanadas are sweet."

" Right, well, not pancake, chocolate, strawberry sweet-"

" There's strawberries in there?" He asks, glancing at it.

You hum. Picking up a piece and showcasing it to him. He admittedly can see a bit of a lump in the chocolate, but that doesn't really convince him.

" Yeah, want a bite?"

" No thanks, I'll pass."

" Kay' your loss. So I've been thinking-"

" That's worrisome."

You roll your eyes at his comment.

" Sure, whatever. Anyway. We should get a pet. I was thinking a cat, or a spider-"

" No. We already have spider cat. Also, basically everyone here is a spider. Why would you even think of a spider?" He grumbles.

Nothing he ever has read in the parenting books could ever prepare for whenever you open your mouth.

As he speaks, he finally turns to look at you.

You shrug.

" It'd be funny. A tarantula maybe. We could call her Webs." You tell him.

You're not even grinning. You're serious about this.

" I'm still lost. Why a spider?"

" I just told you. It'd be funny. A spider as Spiderpeople HQ's lil mascot. There's also these adorable jumping spiders. They're cute. And small. And a spider." 

He sighs, rubbing his face in his free hand before deciding to give up and continue to eat.

" No. No spider pet at Spider HQ. You can pet Spider-Cat whenever he's here. That's more than enough." 

As if to save him from this hard parenting moment, ( He kinda wants to give into you, give you the world, but this was just a blatantly bad idea. Even by your standard.) A new anomaly pops up on his radar. And coincidentally,  you just finished your food. ( You're always scarfing it down instead of eating it at a normal pace. Something that has to do with Toxin he believes.)

" What about a frog? Nah jumping spider's more fun-"

" No. No frog, no spider. Also, an anomaly just popped onto the radar. A Sandman variant. Earth-632. Have fun. Bring one of your buddies if you want, I'm here if you need back up." He tells you.

You hum, licking your fingers clean before wiping them on your pants.

" Can we eat them?" You ask as you start messing with your watch.

" No. No eating people." 

" Was worth a try." He hears you mumble.

" No it really wasn't. " He tells you in return.

You roll your eyes.

" Whatever. Don't miss us too much!" You call before Toxin's form envelops you completely right as a gateway forms.

Soon enough you've jumped through, and Miguel finds himself opening up yet another screen to monitor your mission, seeing as you've gone alone. 

A rare smile makes it once his face though. Yeah he's soft for you. And maybe he should look intk those jumping spiders. Just for the heck of it....

[ A/N: Am currently on Vacay so all my usual stuff is on hold for a bit. Also I've seen the requests and am working on them : ).]

Imagine your dad being a Miguel O’Hara variant and meeting Miguel

Pairing : Platonic! Miguel O'Hara x Earth Bender Reader x Spiderverse

This is really just a really long rant about your dad meeting your dad from a different universe.

Wordcount: 2.2k (oops)

Miguel O’Hara Masterlist || pt.2

Okay so I'm randomly imagining a variant of Miguel who's also living the spiderman life but hasn't been through nearly as much loss as Miguel. 

Like this Miguel (let's call him Miguel 2) has lost his wife, but not his kid.

For some reason I also imagine this universe to be something like the Avatar universe (the one with the benders) just without the presence of the actual avatar which is why they would also have superheroes. I also imagine Y/N's mum being an earth bender, which was passed down onto Y/N. And they're quite good at it as well.

Miguel 2 was bitten, but still has a few common powers as Miguel. He has no claws, though he does have fangs. He also has natural webbing and can stick to walls.

I imagine Miguel and Miguel 2 meeting because of an anomaly breech in Miguel 2's universe. And Miguel's utter and complete surprise when he meets a spiderman with the same build as him. ( The man lost his wife, of course he goes gym as well.) 

I also imagine the immediate panic Miguel 2 feels when a building collapses on top of you, and a bunch of pedestrians. Like the battle with this misplaced villain would already be raging head on, and suddenly he sees you being buried under a HUGE pile of building and he just sees red. And Miguel isn't sure it's him until Miguel 2 attacks the villain viciously and rips his mask of, using his fangs to knock the villain out with a good amount of venom.

And the surprise Miguel feels in that moment is amazing. Because he never imagined there was another him, never realized in the amount of universes he comes across. His surprise deepens when Miguel 2 runs to the rubble, his movements chaotic and panicky as he pulls rock for rock apart. Miguel 2 is also originally a nonbender, though his parents had been fire benders.

Now imagine Miguel 2's relief when a hole opens up from the ground not too far from him, and you climb out, calling him dad as you help out pedestrians. And now Miguel is surprised, and a little heartbroken. In this universe he doesn't have Gabriella, but he has you.

Miguel 2 helps the pedestrians climb up before pulling you into a hug. You're a little dirty because of the setting, and you've got a few scratches, but otherwise you're unharmed.

Miguel lets the moment happen, only snapping out of it when Lyla reminds him that he should be on his way to HQ.

And he really is about to leave without invading your lives, when Miguel 2 calls out to him and thanks him. Curiously asking who he is and where he's from.

Miguel can't help himself as he explains the entire story. Inviting him on the team. He also glances at you, before inviting you as well.

Now the entire society is surprised when Miguel walks in with not just an anomaly and another spider person, but also you.

And imagine your surprise when he reveals his identity. Only to realize that he's the exact same person as your dad. Your dad is also surprised, but the two are quick to start 'old men talk' as you would dub it. Also, your dad receives a watch, whilst you receive a day pass.

And even though you look physically not anything like your father at all, Miguel still feels that odd connection he felt when he saw Gabriella for the first time. He leads the two of you through the building, paired with an explanation about everything and nothing.

Eventually, he also tells Miguel 2 about Gabriella, and in turn Miguel 2 asks what she'd look like, if she looked at least a little like you, and if he had fallen in love with the same woman. Miguel glances back at you, only to notice you're gone. Miguel 2 simply shakes his hand at your disappearance  adding that you do that often when you're bored. It surprises Miguel how loose Miguel 2 is when it comes to keeping tabs on you, but than again, he did see how you saved yourself and a bunch of people within a matter of time. Miguel eventually answers his earlier question with a shake of his head, telling him Gabriella was more of a physical copy of him, and that he had fallen in love with a different woman all together. Miguel 2 hums, accepting the answer before they start talking more about the multiverse.

Miguel also finds out that Miguel 2 doesn't work for Alcamex, but for a company which specializes in creating medicine. He also finds out a lot about you. You're nearly 16 years old, and have a few close friends. You're horrible at school, unable to sit still in classes. You're also a great bender, and according to Miguel 2, one of the best the world might ever see. Miguel was very confused when he explained that you had fully mastered every subbending technique earth bending offered. From sandbending to metalbending to lava bending, you could do it all.

And Miguel couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Miguel 2 has got to spend more than 15 years with you, while he lost Gabriella at a young age. On top of that you seem to be thriving, and Miguel 2 doesn't need to lie to you. Doesn't have to hide his spiderman identity for you. ( When Miguel asked how Miguel 2 merely smiled and explained that it was a little hard to hide when it was just the two of you, adding on top of that that you share their hard headed trait.)

I can also imagine Y/N managing to find the rest of the teens (Hobie, Miles, Gwen, Margo, Pavitr, really everyone!) in spider HQ, and getting along with them quite easily. They all have a lot of questions about why you're here as a nonspider, and even more when you tell them your dad is coincidentally also Miguel.

I also think Y/N would connect best with Hobie and Ben Reilly (the one from ultimate spiderman- not atsv). Because Hobie does whatever he wants and Ben is continuously grumpy, and distant, a trait that goes well with your laid back extrovert personality. 

I can also imagine Y/N managing to grab a hold of a webshooter somehow, and being taught how to swing through by the rest.

I definitely imagine Y/N casually swinging into the lab and trying to impress her dad and Miguel by trying to swing straight onto the platform. Which you of course would miss, jumping too late and instead plummeting towards the floor. A neon red web shoots out on time to give you a really soft landing though, basically bouncing you on your feet before you're on the ground. 

Miguel had expected Miguel 2 to react as well, but he simply shook his head. When Miguel gives him a judging look, he shrugs, adding a 'trust me, they gotta learn the hard way'. Because Miguel 2 knows how you won't stop unless you fall flat on your face or break something. And so you start swinging again, this time making a funny landing on the platform with an 'oof' as you plop on your butt before getting up and dusting yourself off.

And than Miguel's watching as you and your dad start arguing. " Did you know that most spider people don't have organic webs? They use these things! Hobie let me use his- that reminds me you should meet Hobie!-" You babble on for a bit. Miguel watches as Miguel 2 simply smiles, hanging onto your every word before he replies. " Yeah well, we should be grateful we don't have web shooters in our universe." " Why not? Can't we try to make some? It'd be fun!" " No." " Why not? Give me one good reason-" " You're an earth bender. You're powerless in the sky." " Oh right, forgot about that for a second."

Meanwhile the other teens are all stood below the platform on the ground. Their surprise evident as they see how an exact copy of Miguel is smiling, obviously content with everything around him. It also isn't until you're tugging at your father's arm to meet your new friends that Miguel starts lowering the platform.

Miguel is in turn surprised to see Ben Reilly among the others, considering the male usually prefers to remain by himself. He also can't help but be fond of the way you speak, all enthusiast about introducing your new friends (even introducing Hobie and Ben as your new besties.) 

Eventually the group falls into conversation, and your worlds normalcy about bending the elements is brought up. Which in turn bring up your bending, to which Hobie in turn challenges you, saying you wouldn't be able to win from him. 

Miguel is surprised when you turn to him, asking if there's a space in which you two can spar. Miguel is surprised, having expected that you would ask your dad, but eventually tells you there is. To Miguel's surprise, Miguel 2 puts a hold on it, adding that you're defenseless without wrecking the building. Everyone is confused when you tell him about your wristbands, and showcase your pockets full of rocks in them. Even Miguel himself is skeptical, considering Hobie is definitely has the advantage due to the field. Miguel 2 eventually nods when you showcase your pockets.

And so the group finds themselves downstairs, watching a sparring field from the side. Hobie smirks at you, teasingly adding that you're free to tap out any time and that he'll go easy on you. You in return laugh, before telling him the same, except you won't go easy. Your battle begins and you don't attack straight away. Instead you avoid all Hobie's advances, avoiding kick after punch after elbow. It takes a while before you oppose his attacks. Neither of you have used your powers at this point yet. It isn't until he tries to punch you again that you react, blocking his punch, you throw a punch back yourself, sending him a step back. Hobie's surprised, and eventually takes off. He starts throwing webs at you. Nearly everyone (except for your dad) is excited when your bracelets start deforming with your movements, shaping them and reshaping them from blades to balls, breaking webs or misdirecting them, or sometimes simply jumping out of the way. Eventually, you manage to throw a good hard ball into his stumic, which causes him to let go of his web. Seizing the moment, you take your metal ball again, giving him a final blow to send him to the ground. You're grinning as you stand over him when he's laid on the ground, your body still in a fighting stance whilst your ball has divided into smaller balls, floating around you.

He smiles as he tells you you've admittedly won, and you help him up with a hand. You smile and nod when he tells you that you should come around more often, adding that he wants a rematch. Your dad also gives you that proud smile of his that he rarely gives you.

You and the rest of the teens have started conversation again, and now it's all about your bending. Miguel and Miguel 2 listening instead of participating. Everyone is surprised when you tell them that metal bending isn't your best skill, and the excitement grows as you Tell them about lava bending. Happy to show them your actual skill, you take a few rocks out of your pocket, and let them melt into a ninja star made of lava. Everyone's eyes are big, completely impressed by this skill. Even Miguel is left speechless (which isn't noticeable, but still.) It isn't until Miguel 2 takes a look at his regular watch that he tells you it's time to go.

You pout, and ask if you'll be able to come back sometime. Everyone automatically turns to look at Miguel, and he sighs before telling you you might, adding a lame excuse about how you're good to train with.

And so you'll eventually depart after greeting almost everyone in a hug before you all but jump through.

You might not be a spider person, but spider society is definitely also a place for you.

Bonus:

" Y'know, I would've left you behind if you would have lost that fight with Hober." Your dad teases you over dinner later that day.

The two of you had decided on simple take out.

" His name's Hobie dad." You roll your eyes with a smile, before taking a bite.

" Besides, that's okay. I would have my hands on some web shooters by now. " You grin.

He sighs.

" You're never going to let that go, will you?" 

" No, I still think we should really give it a shot."

" No."

" Did you at least notice my pun? Shot?"

Your dad shakes his head.

" I should've really followed the instructions on those 'how to raise a kid' books."

Imagine your dad being a Miguel O’Hara variant and meeting Miguel pt.2

Pairing : Platonic! Miguel O'Hara x Earth Bender Reader x Spiderverse

I am back with my rant. anyway, it’s pt.2 to this,

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Miguel O’Hara Masterlist

OKAY SO

We're back on the rant.

Because someone (cough @arianaw30) commented about how Miguel would also be like a dad to Y/N whilst Miguel 2, her actual dad, is on a mission.

And I totally agree. 

Like imagine Miguel 2 being sent out on a mission and Y/N just deciding to hang out at HQ for the day. And this mission is on a regular week day so most teen spiders and regular spider people would be out and about in their regular lives.

Which leaves Y/N with Miguel. (And her bestie Ben Reilly, but he sleeps until it's practically night, soo-)

I can also imagine that Y/N received their own gizmo. And that they'd hack it. Because although they might hate actually learning stuff because they simply can't sit still, they are still very intelligent. Like they'd mess around with the colours, and as a bender with the surrounding pieces of metal as well. They'd definitely change the colour of the screen and remodel the whole thing, complaining before that it looks a little bland and boring.

Miguel would surprisingly be okay with it as well. He didn't make it to look specifically nice, more because it'd be useful. And he's got a soft spot for you. If it were anyone else he'd be yelling already.

Miguel 2 would also have told you bits about Miguel back at home. Like he would have told you that he's cold because he lost people close to him. He does leave out how one of those people was a variant of you.

Miguel and Miguel 2 are very different in taking care of you. Miguel 2 is the type to leave you be until you royally mess up, because he knows you best. Miguel himself is more the overprotective type, refusing to let you go on a mission, and also not to keen on having anyone spar with you.

Anyway, whenever it's mainly just the two of you, you keep him company. And although you're not a kid, you're surprisingly easily amused. (That's also because technology isn't as far advanced in your world as it is in his.) You can talk for hours on end with both Lyla and Miguel. Once Miguel asked how you don't feel offended when he's grumpy or particularly agressive, and you replied with a confused cock of your hand and the exact words 'what do you mean? You're my dad, of course I know you better than anyone.' And although you're technically not 100% his, he realizes you're right. Because Miguel 2 and Miguel are generally the same, save for a specific few details.

And I can also imagine Miguel keeping a closer eye on Ben Reilly when the two of you grow even closer. Neither of you have feelings for one another, your personalities simply bounce off one another with ease. Miguel still can't help himself, Just the classic 'don't marry until you're old type'.

Everything does come to tension when you're hanging out with Ben one day, and your dad, Miguel 2, calls for back up desperately. The call is through Ben's watch, because you're technically forbidden to interfere as you're no spider person. But you're stubborn, double so as you're from the Earth kingdom and an O'Hara. And so you of course jump anyway, sending yourself into this new universe.

You don't bother appreciating the beauty of this universe, instead choosing to directly go looking for your dad. And you're quick to find him, under a tentackle of doc ock. A villain your powers give you an advantage of, as the man has a lot of metal on him.

Now imagine Doc Ock's surprise when you rip off his tentackle with a few precise movements of your body.

There were already two spider people on his ass (your father and Peter B Parker), and now you've also joined. 

Now the battle continues mostly with Doc Ock focused on you, and with you setting his 'tentackles' stuck in the ground, bending them to be unmoveable one by one. Your Miguel is already back on his feet and on his way to you, but meanwhile Peter B Parker is completely and utterly amazed by your performance here. (He hasn't met you yet.)  

Dock Ock has a lot of arms, and eventually he manages to bring a scratch on your face. Not much more, because that was his last tentackle. Unhappy with his doing, you create a ninja star out of lava, and cut this arm off, before whacking him in the face with it. You're not merciless though, so you bend his tentackle arm closed to keep him from making a mess with the fluids that run out of it, closing it off.

Miguel 2 pulls you behind him roughly after that, trapping the man in their odd red prison thingy. Cue a little while later when you're in Miguel's lab with a few stitches in your face, and not one, but two dads being mad at you. 

For the first time, they agree on why they're mad at you; you weren't supposed to be there. The both of them yell in that classic angry dad type of way for a bit, before they eventually calm down. And than they grow all soft when you softly whisper out a 'I didn't want to lose you too.' Breaking their hearts just a bit. And Miguel 2 crouches down to where you're seated comfortably on the ground and simply hugs you, telling you he never would and that you would be okay. All you do is hum in reply, and Miguel 2 messes up your hair as he often does affectionately before seeing the look on Miguel's face and giving you two space by leaving, claiming he needs a shower (you agree).

Miguel doesn't really know what to say, but he wants to comfort you aswell. Eventually he settles with telling you that if something were to happen to your dad, you'd still have a home here in the society. You hum, before looking up at him, a question clear in your eyes. When he tells you to ask away, you fill his heart with a kind of pride that he hasn't felt in a long while. You ask him if you could follow in his footsteps. You want to work in the society as well, and be able to do what he's able to do, admitting that you look up to him. And he smiles in that kind of way he only dies around you, nodding and telling you he'll teach you his ways.

Miguel might have lost a daughter once, but it seems he's gained one along the way as well.

Ooooo Please a miguel o'hara x shy!alt universe!reader? if Miguel sees Peter's adoptive daughter shyreader who is actually a variant of his oldest daughter who is dead in his universe? The shyreader is actually the adoptive daughter of Peter B Parker and Mj and Mayday loves her adoptive sister who’s a spider hero that bonded venom. Venom being protective of the Parker family and the host 🖤🖤

[ A/N: Sorry it took so long. Also I tried including as much of the idea as possible but I might've missed a thing or two.]

Miguel remembers the first time he's seen you. He remembers how his heart was caught in his throat and how time seemed to slow for a minute. You were his eldest daughter.

But you didn't recognize him. You looked exactly like Gabi's elder sister. He loved both you and her dearly before he messed it all up. 

Everyone knew Peter B liked to take his kids with him to HQ. And Mayday wasn't an issue, as long as people kept an eye on her. But Y/N? You were shy, painfully so. Mayday's older sister, adopted yet treated like you were born into the family. 

Peter did warn him beforehand on who you were. And originally, Miguel had told him he'd be fine. But everytime he'd see you walk across, he'd feel anything but. He longed to care for you as he once did, the way Peter did now. 

Peter did though. He could see it in his friend's eyes. And he understood. He adopted you after all, has cared for most of your life like you are his own. The only difference you had to the other Y/N is that you're bonded to a symbiote. Something Miguel is unaware of (for obvious reasons.) 

Keeping it secret from Miguel was harder than expected. He kept a bit of a close eye on you whenever you were around, but not to the point where he knew where you are at any given moment. 

And for a good while, it all goes well. 

Until an anomaly in 928 flies itself into the building. You had been on that exact floor, playing with Mayday and Hobi when the thing flies into the room. 

You barely have a moment to understand what's going on before you're engulfed in Venom's black form.  With Venom's fast reflexes, Mayday is swooped into your arms, shielded from the flying glass and whatever else heads your way.

Miguel had originally been fighting this anomaly alone, given it popped in his universe. Though seeing the building get wrecked, on a floor where he knew you were fond to hang out, it stressed him out. 

Did he now lose you too? Again? He's quick to make his way towards the building, ready to search through the debris. However, before he can lift a brick, a quick black body jumps out, catching Miguel by surprise as it moves at a pace and slings a web towards the goblin variant, only to plunge a kick right into it's face. 

" Y/N! Nice. Where's your sister? " Peter asks you as he comes to a stop beside you, sticking to the building as you do. 

Your mask dissipates, and soon enough your own face is shown. Miguel is caught completely by surprise. Sweet, shy Y/N is bonded with a symbiote? 

" Don't worry she's okay. She's with Hobie. How do we take this down?-" You barely have the chance to ask as th goblin releases bombs into the sky, barreling them towards you. 

And you're quicker to react than Miguel and Peter, jumping up and making sure everything went off mid air, avoiding causalities all together. 

Stuck in his shock, Miguel only watches as you and Peter wrap up this anomaly together. He was as amazed as he was concerned in all honesty.

After that moment, Peter takes both you and Mayday home again. Miguel doesn't see the two of you for a while, given that the building needs to be fixed. 

Once it has, he's all too glad to see you specifically again. 

This time, you're not surrounded by the other teenagers, Mayday, or Peter. It's just you. You're chilling in a corner, reading a book. You put it down when you see him though. 

He nods his head in greeting with a tiny, nearly invisible smile on his face, fully intending to leave you to your book in Peace when you ask him the most curious question. 

" Who was I to you? " 

He stops as he turns around, not believing his ears. 

" What? "

" I can see the way you look at me. You've known another me before.... We're we close? "

A small sad smile makes it's way onto Miguel's face at your innocent curiosity. 

" Yeah.. You were my kid. I was shocked the first time I saw you here. I don't understand why other me would ever abandon you- You didn't know him, did you? " He's curious too. 

You shake your head. 

" No. I was left in the adoption center too young to remember. I think my biological father wanted nothing to do with me, his name wasn't on my papers. My biological mother's name is Evelyn- Was she my birth mother in the other universe too? "

Seeing that you're just as curious about him and other you as he is, he sits down beside you. The two of you talk for a while, and Miguel finally gets the closure he desperately needed. You're not other you, but you're still a version of you. The two of you alike yet different. He's sad he lost other you, though he's happy he gets to see you again.