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SAU, LA'U TAMA AULELEI !

Pairing: teen!miguel o'hara x fem samoan oc
Summary: Miguel loved being within his own space, but he still had three friends that were persistent.
warnings/notes: I haven't read the comics, so its OOC Miguel :( mb gng. not much of reader x miguel just yettt. profanity, awkward moment

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Everyone at school loves Multicultural day: The day where students are able to showcase a few variations from their culture, whether it be food, a dance, or a song. The day Multicultural day was announced, students who chose to participate in performing had 3 weeks to come up with something to show on the day.
Miguel loved being within his own space, but he still had three friends that were persistent. Every day since the announcement, his friends in their shared group chat sent a daily reminder to Miguel, and Miguel only, knowing his anti-social ass wouldn't show up unless they annoyed him enough to do so.

(M.Ohara_99) mahi_sniffer has mentioned you in pussy eaterssssss
Miguel groans at his phone in his hand, as he pushes the trolley in front of him even faster, speeding up so his mother that was beside wouldn't see his lit up notification. Swiftly typing with one hand.
mahi_sniffer: @M.Ohara_99 usi, you coming tmr?
M.Ohara_99: David, what the hell have I told you about our group chat name? My mum can see everything you type.
M.Ohara_99: I know what usi means. I've hung out around you idiots to know enough.
mahi_sniffer: mann π it was fun when you were a plastic samoan mig
M.Ohara_99: I'm not Samoan
aluaigioukae: usi is a Tongan word stupid ass
mahi_sniffer: ohh u right
aluaigioukae: HOW DO YK NOT KNOW LOL UR TONGAN URSELF
mahi_sniffer: mb, thats what happens when im around your samoan speaking ass missus too much HAHAHA
aluaigioukae: stfu
mahi_sniffer: ilyt
mahi_sniffer: ANYWAY.
mahi_sniffer: miguel bruh, come tmr pls
M.Ohara_99: no
mahi_sniffer: pls
M.Ohara_99: no
mahi_sniffer: i'll buy you food
M.Ohara_99: no
mahi_sniffer: YOU DIDNT LET ME FINISH MF.
mahi_sniffer: as i was saying π
mahi_sniffer: I'll buy you food for a week, even at our expensive and very overpriced canteen because you're my bestest friend in the world and because kiuga is a dogπππππππππ
aluaigioukae: WHAT DID I DO
M.Ohara_99: okay. see you tomorrow.
mahi_sniffer: IT WOKRED.
aluaigioukae: worked***
mahi_sniffer: fuck uppp, bet ur freshie ass missus can't spell that either
bololicker: can you both stfu
bololicker: @M.Ohara_99 I got you something to wear for tomorrow
M.Ohara_99: Nevermind, I'm not coming.
mahi_sniffer: YOU JUST SAID YES LIKE A WHOLE MINUTE AGO WHAT
Miguel chuckles to himself while smiling at his phone, abruptly coming to a stop when he feels the trolley crash into something. He looks up with widened eyes, seeing a bunch of packets and vegetables on the floor along with a basket.
"U-uh, fuck. I am so, so sorry," He apologizes instantly, shoving his phone into the middle pocket of his jumper loosely, making his way in front of the figure before getting on to his knees and picking everything up, paying no mind to who it was. Mentally cursing at himself as his knees click loudly, wanting to drown himself as he hears a soft giggle. He was grateful that whoever it was couldn't see his face, because his embarrassment grew even more and his face morphed into a little: 0-0. He grabbed everything and placed them neatly back into the basket before getting up and handing them to the person. Only to be face to face with her.
Fuck.
Manaia Fepuleai. The very girl that may have, or may have not piqued Miguel's interest since the very start of senior year. As well as year 11, 10, 9, 8, and 7...
Miguel found himself standing still in his spot like a complete idiot. This very moment was something he planned out as one of those scenarios he thinks of before going sleep. Always thinking of a plan if he ever sees her in public, that being: flirt.
"Hey, it's okay," Manaia smiled with kindness, sending a sense of relief down his body, though, he still couldn't help that little ink of a feeling of wanting to jump off a cliff.
"You okay? Hope my big basket didn't hurt you," she joked simply, covering her mouth with the back of her palm, the other hand holding the basket. Miguel looked back at Manaia dumbfounded. Looking back at the trolley he was previously pushing and the very obviously, smaller basket in her hand.
"Wh- huh?" He looked back awkwardly while she stood there with an uncomfortable silence, as well as an expecting look on her face. He stared at her for a few seconds with a straight face, braincells finally connecting and forming her words together.
"Oh- Ohhh!" "It was a joke."
The both of them spoke at the same time. She's the first one to speak, beating him and his cut-off apology.
This was going to be one of those embarrassing thoughts that makes him unable to sleep at night, indefinitely.
"You're so funny, Miguel," Manaia laughed once again, leaving Miguel unsure whether she was laughing at him thinking he was joking as well, but it didn't matter anymore. The somewhat awkward tension was gone, he thinks.
"So! Tomorrow.. Multicultural day, yaaaayyyyy.." Miguel slowly stretches the words while making jazz hands, smiling widely as she tried her best to contain her laughter.
Oh my fucking gosh, what the fuck am I doing, Miguel thought to himself.
"You're coming this year? Normally you'd skip out. I remember the other years when you wouldn't come."
"I- uh- well, I guess since it's our last year, I see no harm in going, I guess... Never knew you were so observant of me not coming."
Manaia feels her cheeks flush, smiling heavily as she pushes his shoulder playfully. Both smile shyly at each other.
"Shut up! I've got to get going, but I'd be happy to finally see you tomorrow. Me and the rest of the girls are going to be performing tomorrow."
"I'll come!" Miguel responded a bit too quick for his liking. Taking one step back, realising his excitement and awkwardness made them both stand so close. "Sorry. I mean, I'll come tomorrow for sure. If my friends manage to annoy me enough to come." He gives her a sincere smile.
She tilts her head playfully, a sly smile painted on her face, "I thought I'd be reason enough."
Miguel grew quiet, too flustered to hide his bashful smile. "We'll see tomorrow then."

M.Ohara_99 has sent a message to pussy eatersssss
M.Ohara_99: Disregard what I said, I am coming tomorrow.
bololicker: "disregard π₯ΈβοΈ"
aluaigioukae: AINGG SAY MUMS SOUL YOU'RE COMINGG
mahi_sniffer: whose ass do i need to eat to give my thanks , my daddy is coming after a whole hundred years ππ
M.Ohara_99: No one's. I'll see you all tomorrow.
mahi_sniffer: you reckon it was his missus??? you kno whoooo LOLOLOπ
aluaigioukae: did ms fepuleai finally talk to you into coming to see herrrrrrr
M.Ohara_99 has left the pussy eatersssss
bololicker: LMAO IT WAS, IT FUCKING WAS SEE
aluaigioukae has added M.Ohara_99 into pussy eaterssss
mahi_sniffer: we shall thank your future missus for the wonderful magic she placed on you
bololicker: amen, amen, amen
aluaigioukae: MANAIA ππ βΌοΈ βΌοΈ βΌοΈ
M.Ohara_99: Of me.
bololicker: OUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
mahi_sniffer: HE UNSENT IT LMAOOO
aluaigioukae: I ALREADY SCREENSHOTTED IT GUYS, DW DW DW
M.Ohara_99: Kefe

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andddd thats all from me for now!! i actually enjoyed this a lot. dont be afraid to leave a comment :DDD <33
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SAU, LA'U TAMA AULELEI ! - PT. 2

pairing: teen miguel o'hara x fem samoan oc
summary: I suck at writing summaries, js read it man π
warnings/notes: smoking?? dk if that counts, profanity, dry fucking humor, no miguel x reader yet

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It was two hours before school started. Meaning, that Miguel had two hours to freshen himself up before meeting Manaia today. He woke up at 5 and brushed his teeth hard. So hard that the bristles were at different angles. He then settled at his friend's house, Sione, and texted him that he was waiting outside.
M.Ohara_99: Open the door.
mahi_sniffer: good morning to you too π
M.Ohara_99: Sione, it's six in the morning and it's freezing out here. Open the door.
aluaigioukae: can you not text the gc, you have private msgs for a reason stupid asses
mahi_sniffer: @aluaigioukae fuck up period clot n go back to sleep boi
[ M.Ohara_99: Sione, it's six in the morning and it's freezing out here. Open the door. ]
mahi_sniffer: ^Replied to M.Ohara_99's message^
: does that mean ur nips r hard
M.Ohara_99 is typing...
mahi_sniffer: does that mean ur nips are hard
read by M.Ohara_99
mahi_sniffer: HEY WHYD U LEAVE ME ON SEEN π
mahi_sniffer: IM KIDDING ILL OPEN THE DOOR MAN
Sione rushes out of his bed, running to the door and opening it. Laughing to himself as he sees Miguel's 6"9 standing there with his eyebrow raised. Sione's eyes lowering down to Miguel's chest. "So they are hard."

That was half an hour ago, now Miguel and Sione were both at Kiuga's house. Both were sat on his bed, Sione facing the wall with his arms crossed.
"So after Kiuga gets ready, we're going to go to David's house?" Miguel asks Sione, face to face with his back. He watches as Sione shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly.
"Don'know," he responds dryly.
Miguels laughs to himself, pushing Sione from the back. "C'mon, it wasn't even that bad."
"What's he sooking about?" Kiuga asks, adjusting his ie lavalava that wrapped around his waist.
"I tapped his cheek because he was looking at my nipples-"
"Wroooong! You slapped me, idiot!" Sione whines, throwing a glare Miguel's way.
Kiuga chuckles, finally finished getting ready. Ruffling Sione's hair, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. "David's meeting us at school, he went early to have a personal fufu hour sesh in the school bathroom with his missus."
(a/n: fufu hour is this discord chat with a bunch of polynesians, its just straight up nudes, cookie calls, and sexβ οΈ)
Miguel's face cringes while Sione pushes him away, "Can you not, cunt? Oh my fuck," He makes a gagging face, trying to shake off the image of one of his best friend's and their girlfriend having a quick root.

It was time. Time has gone by and now the performances were ready to be showcased. Everyone was to sit inside the wide and large hall, face the stage while sitting in a cramped space next to others. This led Miguel to start freaking the absolute fuck out. Where should he sit? Next to her? Behind her? Or should he purposely sit in front of Manaia so she can gawk at his back muscles? Where was she even going to sit?
He pauses at the hall door upon seeing her sit down front row, along with other two girls on each side. Miguel mentally facepalms. Of course, she'd be in front row. She was performing.
Miguel nervously rubbed his sweaty palms and speedwalks outside the hall, making his way to the men's changing room. He sees Kiuga sitting down on one of the benches, huffing out a puff of smoke, throwing away the blunt instantly at the sight of him walking.
"Fuck, I thought you were Mr Smith," he chuckles, standing up to dap up Miguel, "He caught me last term, the rents were not happy with me... You got the thing I told you about?"
Miguel nods, pulling out a small box and showing it to his friend, smiling proudly.
"Okay, how much did this cost you?"
"Like $15 for one, I got another as well, so.. $30 altogether," Miguel smiles innocently, holding a dark red and blue flower and a purple flower together as a father would with a fish after their successful catch.
"The hell? Miguel, what sei shop did you go to?"
( a/n: A sei is a fake flower worn on your ear. Traditionally, if a sei is being worn on your right ear, it means you're single. If it's on the left ear, then it mean you're taken. Or can just be used decoration. I personally wear one for fun!!)
Miguel's smile falters slightly, "The one you told me to go to! Sialei's Boutique."
"Se aikae ia, that's the one I told you not to go to. Sione told you to go to that one. And we've learnt to never listen to Sione," he rolls his eyes at the mention of their friend, "The one I told you to go to only sold sei's for $15, but in a pack of 10. You only have 2."
"Oh fuck- Sorry. I didn't-"
"It doesn't matter now. Just remember the plan, okay?"
"Yeah, yeah! Right, I know."
"And that is?" Kiuga questions the latter, patting his back to comfort his nerves.
"Wait for everything to finish. Ask her if she's free to speak later, and then ask her out on a date?"
"Ia malo lava, great job, now go find us a seat inside, I'll be there soon."
"But where are you going to be?"
"Right beside you, I need to chuck a quick piss before it starts. Now go!"

An hour and a half went by and the main event was coming to a near-end. Miguel sat in his seat uncomfortably, his legs sore from sitting in the same spot for so long, but he held on staying just to see you dance. However, the temptation of walking out the hall doors was getting to him.
"Fuck me," Miguel whispers, annoyed at the bicker he was stuck in between with. He sat in the middle of Sione and Kiuga, who were visibly arguing, spitting all over Miguel's face without care.
"Yeah, but I told you to pack the flag so we can run around with it!"
"No the fuck you didn't, cunt. YOU said you were going to bring it, you never told me to bring it!"
"Sione, I literally remember what you said. You, Miguel, and David were at my bloody house last night! You can ask Miguel. Right, Miguel!?"
Both heads turn to face the poor boy, he ignores them as the crowd around them starts to cheer at the MC walking on stage. "Kia Orana, everybody!" The loud voice echoes through the mic, a tall Kuki boy with slight pale skin held a bright smile, ushering for the audience to quiet down for him to speak. "Before the day ends, we have two more performances to finish us off! A couple dance then that will be followed by a group performance, so don't be afraid to give them a big cheer!"
He walks off the stage as another guy walks onto the middle of it, his head bowed down and muscular arms behind his back, the guy on stage had a similar build to Miguel's; only difference being he had a traditional tattoo run across his shoulder blade and down the right side of his chest.
The song had started and everyone had already started cheering, especially Kiuga. David, who was beside him, took out a big Samoan flag and started waving it around while cheering. Miguel laughs as Sione and Kiuga glare at David.
A minute into the dance, Miguel leans over to his right, "Who's that?" He whispers to Sione, his annoyance gone down as the two other boys had stopped arguing.
Sione goes silent for a while before answer, "The guy dancing?" he asks warily.
"Yeah, him."
The audience grows louder as they watch another figure walk onto the stage, locking hands with the other. His eyes refuse to avert, his breathing heaves at the sight of Manaia making her way on stage, her hand holding the latter. Miguel watches in disbelief as her smile, showing her pearly white teeth, winking at the audience. Her curly hair reached the back of her knees, complimenting the black and blue dress you wore. The sei she wore matching with the guy's ie lavalava.
"That's Manaia's ex, Seth..."
( a/n: for reference, here's the dance !! )

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this chapter is v boring, this was more of a filler im sorry guys
SOMETHING ABOUT YOU !

pairing. teen!miguel o'hara x fem samoan oc
content. implied smut π SIONE DA BEST MAN MENTIONED π£οΈπ£οΈπ£οΈ secret relationship, jealous miguel, cutesy moments between miguel & manaia <33 not proofread yall
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She was the epitome of beauty, that's what Miguel loved to think. In everything she did, it was utter perfection in his mind.
To the way she smiled, the way she walked, the way she sat in silence with her earphones blasting her cultural music and letting her mind run wild while jotting everything she knew in her book, whilst everyone else in class had caused chaotic mess with their confusion in every mathematic problem they tried to solve.
He admired her from across the table they both sat on, and his heart was fucking racing. He was close, yet so far away. And no, he wasn't going to slowly move his foot forward to accidentally hit her own, no.
Instead, he called out her name after finally shifting away his thoughts. "So, Manaia," she looks at him with an endearing smile, taking out both of her earphones to give the boy her full attention.
He shuts his mouth instantly. "Uh, never mind, sorry."
Miguel bites his lip nervously when she shakes her head and laughs, "You can talk to me anytime, Miggs. Don't be shy," yet she hides the fact that her face was hot, and if Miguel wouldn't open his mouth in 2 seconds, she was sure she'd run out the room out of nervosity.
He smiles, "I just wanted to say I love your new hair," and he says out of truth.
Manaia's hair that had once been honey brown had been dyed black, with a blonde counterpart underneath. She had found it so stupid, but to him, it was beautiful. She was beautiful.
"And your lip piercing as well," he compliments with a whisper.
Miguel's heart dances when she hears her giggle.
"I've always had this, Miguel," her ever so soft voice laughs.
To this, Miguel chuckles, "Never had the chance to say how beautiful it looks."
How beautiful you look, his mind thinks.
He smiles at her shy self, hiding a smile with her palm. "That's very sweet of you to say, Miggs." Her hand slides across the table to hold onto his, but backs away

Manaia loved to experiment with her looks. Now there wasn't much you can do with a simple skirt, blouse, and the same mediocre looking jumper.
Miguel was excited everyday to see what was different; whether it be with her hair, new lip combo, or with how she styled her school uniform. She loved putting on jewelry as an addition, either way, she was ethereal without a doubt.
He made notes on which look stayed for a few days, indicating she loved it. And which look only lasted one period before something was changed the next time he saw her during the breaks.
Miguel had to come to accept the fact that people around him also had eyes.
He glared at those whose whispered about how elegant and beautiful his girl looked; nonetheless his mouth stayed shut.
"Smash or pass?"
Of fucking course.
Miguel craned his neck to the side, the table he sat on was isolated but he still heard the whispers of the two boys from across the room.
"Who are you talking about?" one of the two asked, wearing his hat backward as the other had long, yet messy gold hair placed in a tight braid.
"Girl over there," the long haired boy motioned his head over to Manaia who had her back facing anyone that sat behind her. Her headphones had blasted the latest song she had downloaded, seemingly on repeat as she couldn't get over the tune.
Miguel's glare goes unnoticed from everyone else in the room, thankfully.
"Oh, Naia?" his eyes slightly widen, and he doesn't hesitate at all with his answer. "Fucking smash, obviously," the guy with the backwards hat had smirked, dapping up his friend as he chuckles.
Miguel resisted the urge to get up and make his way over to the both of them.
"Reckon she's even good at, you know?" the Rapunzel dupe questioned, trying to get his voice low as possible yet failed miserably.
"Boys? Is there anything you'd like to share?" an authoritative voice rung through the room. The middle-aged woman who stood in front of everyone had raised a brow towards the back of the room, eyes set on a particular pair of boys.
Miguel watches as Manaia pulls down her headset to pay attention in case she were the one who was in trouble, then looking behind herself to see who the elder was talking to.
"No, Miss," the boy with hair that reached his ass crack had snickered, and Miguel's blood began to boil.
But his heart calms when Manaia looks over his way with a gentle smile, as well as a wave. He smiles awkwardly back after being caught staring at her.
Miguel looks back down to his notes pretending to write.

It was semi-normal for couples to find a space where they could talk, kiss, and stuff...
Nonetheless, it was no different for Miguel and Manaia - who had walked around together with aching want to hold hands but managed to find a set of stairs that conveniently led up to the block they both had classes in.
Miguel had sat on an upper step so Manaia could sit a step below him. Settling herself between his legs, she slipped off her headphones and placed them around her neck, her music still playing in the background.
A few kisses on the cheek and forehead were shared, whispers of affection, and the sickly sweet banter - the usual of loving couples.
After awhile, they had fallen into a comfortable silence. Listening to each other breathe in the air they shared, letting each other gain warmth from the touch their bodies shared.
Manaia pulls away from his touch slightly to look up at him. "What are you thinking about?" she smiles.
Miguel is pulled away from his thinking, looking down to the girl he had his arm wrapped around.
"Pardon?"
A giggle erupts from the girl before him, "I said," her hand reaching up to poke his cheek, "What are you thinking about? I hope it's about me," she jokes.
Miguel gulps at the strong eye contact Manaia had held with him. He feels the warmth of her soft palm spread on his cheek, the soft push had made him look directly down at her just as she intended.
"Just us." Miguel whispers quickly.
"Mhm," her other free hand cups his other cheek, her head tilts curiously, "And what about us?"
"I'm just tired-" he drags his words, his eyes then widen when Manaia lets his face free from her soft hold, "Wait- no, no, not of us- I'm not tired of us, I swear I didn't mean that!" He whispers in an assuring tone, cupping her face and giving her forehead as many kisses as he could.
"Okay, okay, I believe you," she whispers in a soft voice.
Miguel sighs, "I'm just tired of us not being able to, you know, be a proper couple and we've been together for like," He counts with his fingers, "Months! We can't hold hands in public, I can't walk you to class, I can't show you off. I can't show anyone that you're my girlfriend, and vice versa," he pours his heart out to his girlfriend in expectant of her understanding.
Manaia nods her head in acknowledgement to her sweet boyfriend's words, she smiles at the trust Miguel had in sharing his feelings with her. "I get you, Miggy. I've felt the same way before, and I know I was the one to say I'd like for us to be private. I'm just scared, to be honest."
Miguel raises a brown, fully intrigued.
"What are you scared of?"
Miguel feels his heart jump when his sweet girl groans angrily, which he finds cute, "What should I not be scared of, Miguel?"
First-name basis? Miguel gasps as he thinks to himself.
Oh never-mind, she was truly upset.
"Miggy, you're-" She groans again with a pout, "You're attractive! you're bulky, you're tall, you're sporty, and you're smart!"
His face flushes at the rush of compliments he's given, "I still don't understand what you're trying to say, Naia," his fingers delicately brush a strand of hair behind her ear, as he noticed it slightly annoyed her.
Manaia huffed in annoyance, crossing her arms. Miguel chuckles, "Please just tell me what it is that's bothering you," he kisses her temple countless times as she doesn't pull away.
"You already know I barely have friends. Besides Sione, Kiuga and David, there's no one else I can talk to. And I don't want girls to try and befriend me just to get close with you," Manaia admits. She fidgets with the golden bracelet with the M initial Miguel had gotten her for their first month anniversary.
"I don't know what I'm saying honestly. I just know that I want you to myself, even if it means to keep us a secret," Manaia averts her gaze from his in a shy manner.
Manaia continues in a lowered voice, "I know how people can be. If people knew we were together, they'd talk about you regardless, especially in front of my face. They- ugh. What's that word, Miggy? They.. uh.." looking around to see something that would help her.
Miguel intervenes, "Naia, what are you-"
"FAWN! Yes, they fawn over you!" Manaia dramatically faints into Miguel's lap. Then peers back up with widened eyes looking straight at her boyfriend in shock.
"What if you find someone better along the way as well?!"
She continues on her rant for countless minutes about the silly what ifs and the "pretty" girls that would snatch him away from her.
Miguel could only admire the girl before him with a wide smile on his face, "I get what you're saying," planting a kiss on her forehead to calm her down. "But I want you to know that being together in this relationship means I'm only for you and it'll stay that way." he emphasizes before cupping his girl's beautiful face.
That was all Manaia needed before getting shy again. Trusting her boyfriend, she reaches up and leaves a loving peck on his lips.
Still in a mood, Manaia raises a brow, "You'll only love me, right?" her eyes sparkling with curiosity. His ears then catch on to the ongoing melody that rung through Manaia's headphones.
she looks just like a dream
the prettiest girl i've ever seen
Miguel chuckles, "If I wasn't going to love you only, I wouldn't have asked the prettiest girl in the world to be mine."
Manaia chuckles as she rolls her eyes, smushing Miguel's cheeks with her hand, "So cheesy."
"But if you're so concerned about people fawning over me," Miguel teases as his girl lightly slaps his chest, holding onto her wrist to keep it there, "I can think of a way to get people to lay off."

M.Ohara_99 has mentioned you in his story !
Manaia is stopped from her endless scrolling on tiktok. Her attention is on the new notification from her boyfriend. Tapping on the notif, she immediately feels a rush of heat spread on her face when she sees her chat with Miguel.
Miguel was a gym fanatic, those who liked to look knew of this. It was bound for him to post at least one photo of his progress. Yet, for him to post a photo, flexing his arms and his uncovered neck that was marked with dark, purple hickeys?
He knew those who prayed and wished for him to be theirs were going to be hurt. But did he care?
Not at all.
Manaia isn't able to fully inspect Miguel's story completely when another mention pops up.
It shows Miguel flexing his muscular back, the long and deep scratches on his back definitely wasn't made to be hidden with the way he solely focused the camera on them.
Before Manaia could bang her head against her pillow happily, she notices the very obvious mention of her username in Miguel's story.
Not even a minute goes by and Manaia gets another message.
mahi_sniffer has sent a message to pussy eatersssss
mahi_sniffer: GUYS I AM HONORED TO BE ONE OF THE FIRST TO KNOW ABOUT YALL DATING
mahi_sniffer: BUT I SWEAR TO FUCK IF I FIND OUT YOUS HAVE SMASHED ON MY BED WHILE YOUS WERE OVER AT MY HOUSE IM GOING TO FUCKING FREAK

this is so chat, i just wanted to upload this cos why not, i didnt know how else to end this LOL
Miguel seeing Lyla, Jess and Spider Zoey laughing at whatever was on Zoeyβs phone and goes to ask whatβs so funny
Zoey: β¦ If I show ya, do ya swear upon God not tae kill me?
Miguel: As if I donβt have plenty of reasons why I shouldβ¦
Zoey holding back a laugh and showing him this

and Jess is holding him back



Awn man, tiktok didn't like these drawings. JanitorAi is a scary place.



Princesa demais.
>WARNING:Spider-Lily art is not mine<
Spider OC



{Information}
Name:Willow Wilson
Hero name:Spider-Lily
Gender:Female
Age:19
Earth-2197
Hobby:Gardening,Lego collection
Talent:Ballerina,Gymnastic,Ice skater,Parkour
{Strength/Abilities List}
Strength | Abilities
1.Flexible 1.Martial Arts
2.Fast reflex 2.Swordsman
3.Speed 3.Skilled Markman
4.Stamina 4.Web Swing
5.Super strength 5.Spider sense
{Weapons/Moblie}



>Pretend theres a two katana on the picture<
[Fanfact]
{The web is naturally made in side her body it only came out from her wirst like toby the first spiderman movie.}
ββββββββββββββββββββββ
{Family Information}
Father:Wade Wilson/Deadpool
Mother:Vanessa Wilson/Secretly Spiderwoman
Sister:none
Brother:none
Grandpa:Micheal Wilson
Grandma:Passaway
ββββββββββββββββββββββ
>WARNING:Someone death,blood,Suicide<
(Short Story)
(Eye POV)
Eye:Hey Willow its your turn to tell your story
Willow:Mm? oh yeah yeah sure
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(Willow POV)
Ok so its my turn to tell a story ok here we go my name is Willow Wilson i was born with my power it because of my parent, my mom was a hero know as Spiderwoman as for my dad he was a anti-hero even he was a hero he still save some people or just kill theme, and for me people know as Spider-Lily i was been 5 years i was only Spider person in this since my mom die by a accident it happens when my mom fight Green Goblin my mom made a cure to help the Green Goblin it was succes but, not for my mom she die my a bomb she use her body to shield Green Goblin body when the cure already inject in Green Goblins body, she die when i was 8 years as for my dad he was heartbroken forgotten about me that im still alive but he was to despert to die just he can bond with mom again, so my dad a machine to cancel powers he was happy when the machine work so my dad use and he was very happy he have no more power, as my dad slowly grab the gun he shoot in his head, i heard a gun in the basement as i go to the basement, once i got inside the basement i saw my dad lying on the floor as his blood slowly coming out to his head, i starting to cry as i call my Grandpa and the police, As the Year went by im 14 years old now i im now live with my Grandpa and one day when i was practicing my gymnastic skill i start to feel weird, i was taking a break and im drinking water once im done i was about to let go my bottle but i cant since its like stuck to my hand i was starting freaking out and i start to pack my things and go home, i reach home and start to telling my Grandpa what happen once he explain why its happening to me i was shock and scared but thankfully my Grandpa help and teach me how to fight or how to use a weapon i was staring getting better and starting help people, past 5 years i was 19 years old now i fight many villians and criminal and i work as a Spider-Lily for 5 years, i past early collage as i was sometimes join a competition and won a great prize and medal.
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(Eye POV)
Eye:Aaaannnddd done(pause the recorder) you did well Willow thank you for your story (hug willow)
Willow:(hug back)thank you and your welcome (smile)
Eye:(smile) you can rest now willow as i write this for you
Willow:oh nice thx(open the portal and turn around to me)see you next Eye
Eye:yeah see you later
Willow:(jump in the portal as it start to close)
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HUH!!!!!!
You guys think the story already end? Will you guys think wrong im still gonna tell you guys how Willow meet Miguel O'hara and Jess NOW lets start the story but im not the gonna tell you the story not Willo since on her break so yeah TO THE STORY.
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(Eye POV)
Its the day of Willow pratice her ice skate skill, Willow was practicing until. BOMB!!!!!!there was a like a earthquike her first though is help hide the other people who inside the gym once she hide the people from safe place, she hide in different spot to as she push the button from her ring and the suit slowly transform fully in Spider suit once she done transforming, she start to swing out the gym and start to search the villain but she dont sense the villain until got surprise attack, Willow and villain starting fighting until Willow got stuck the villain was about to hit Willow but theres a person hit the villian with there motorcycle im in shock to see the person who riding a motorcycle was actually a spider person as Willow trying escape until theres another spider person who help me escape but this one is taller.
Miguel:here let me help you(help Willow to escape)
Willow:(blush)oh thx(nervous)
Miguel:Come on help us catch the villian(swing away)
Willow:Ok(swing and follow the spider person)
Willow and the other two spider person trying to catch the villain as minute later they success catch the villian as for the two spider person they introduce thereself to Willow and start explain how the villain got in Willow dimension
Jess:Hey kid nice to meet im Spiderwoman but my real name is Jessica Drew but you can call me jess for short(smile)and this is Miguel O"Hara his a Spiderman
Willow:Oh a nice to meet you two im Spider-Lily and my realname is Willow Wilson(smile back at Jess)but can i ask you for a sec
Jess:Sure ask away kid(waiting for the question)
Willow:oh ok alright first question why that villian look different and how you guys got in here?
Jess:Will kid me and Miguel have this device to open a portal so we can go in different dimension and reason why it because there some villains got accidently got teleport in different so me and other Spider catch this villains and put theme back in there right dimension
Willow:(shock) oh wait wait you telling me theres other spider person who work like you guys?!
Jess:(smile)yep and Miguel is actually the leader and the one who made the machine called Gizmo (poiting the gizmo where is wrap around there wrist)
Willow:(gasp)can i have one too?(excidite)
Jess:(turn around and look at miguel if she gonna give Willow a gizmo too)
Miguel:(give a sign to Jess to give Willow gizmo since he saw how Willow fighting the villian)
Jess:(smirk and turn back at Willow)sure here you go kid(throw the gizmo to Willow)welcome to the team(smile)
Willow:(catch the gizmo as Willow wear the gizmo jn excitement)YEY THANK YOU THANK YOU(jumping happily)
Miguel:(wrapping the villain in web so it cant not to excape and open the portal turn around to Willow and Jess)come on we already catch villian lets bring him back to his dimension(jump in the portal)
Jess:Come on kid lets go(start the motorcycle and run towards the portal)
Willow:oh ok(nervous and slowly walk towards the portal)alright Willow juust jump in the portal and you gonna meet many spider person(take a deep breath and jump on the portal as Willow got in the portal the portal close)
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Hey guys so thats the end of story i hope you guys enjoy this story and im really happy to finish my story so yeah thats all and see you guys in my next post byeeeee.........
>WARNING:plsssss dont copy my story idea<
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