#nerdy!miguel

[cupcakeinat0r]

A Nerdy middle-aged loser Miguel w a dad bod who teaches your genetics class.

He has a huge crush on you even though he knows he shouldn’t but how tf couldn’t he????

With the way you always walk in a minute or two late, making the whole class look at you as you strut in with your quiet “so sorry!” and your cute little outfits that show off the best parts of your body.

Miguel’s eyes would follow you and the way you set down your bag, whipping out your computer, ready to absorb all the knowledge that Prof. O’Hara has to offer like a sponge. He usually has to stand behind his podium because watching you hang onto every single one of his words with those parted, glossy lips and curious eyes made him embarrassingly hard.

Or the way you took notes, your cute little organization of colors and annotations. Your kindness in giving notes to your peers because you wanted to see everyone succeed. Even though you may not have looked like it, you were a smarty pants, too. And he found that extremely hot.

During his lecture, he’ll sometimes catch you applying lip gloss or fixing your hair in your compact mirror and think to himself how gorgeous you are and how lucky your boyfriend that you totally already have is.

Cuz there’s no way he could pull someone like you. Those days are over for him. Plus, you were way out of his league.

But he can’t help but have a sliver of hope every time you leave class with an adorable smile and small wave.

“Thank you so much, Professor O’Hara! Great class today!!”, your praise never ceasing to make him slightly flustered on the inside.

Before you, he totally fucked his own hand like everyday. He’s a lonesome man. But now that you were in his life? That man goes home everyday, imagining his had is your luscious, tight cunt, replaying your cute voice in his head over and over again.

What he has no idea is that his praise has the same effect on you.

Anytime you had a question or were worried that you weren’t understanding a concept, Miguel would comfort you, with the most gentle words and voice.

He was such a cute man. It’d be so easy to praise him and baby him, telling him he’s sooo smart and such a good teacher.

His well-kept black hair w tiny hints of gray throughout, his black rimmed square glasses, his little cashmere sweater + button up combos that hugged around his broad chest, enormous biceps, and pudgy belly. He was sooo dreamy. He made it so hard to focus.

You’d go up to his desk after class needing clarification on a topic. He’d tell you to sit down, eager to help you with the class (or anything ever, he’d do anything for you if it meant keeping you).

His cologne would fill your nose as he bends over the table, a strand of hair falling on his forehead, pushing his glass up his nose as he towers over you as he explains what ever it was you were confused about.

It never helped because you never caught a single word. You were too busy imagining his soft stomach rubbing against your back as he bends you over the table, plowing you while saying those sweet words of encouragement into your ear.

And those veiny, hairy arms and hands wrapped around your waist as he bounces you on his fat cock, making those adorable glasses of his fog up.

“Don’t worry, sweetie, you’re doing great, as always.”

“Don’t be so hard on yourself, sweetheart.”

“I know, mama, It’s a hard concept to grasp, but you’ll get it. I know it.”

It made you scream on the inside. You wanted so badly to be a good student for him so that he could talk to you this way every single class.

Pt.2 here!

Want more DadBod!Miguel ? Here’s my master list, bae!!

[miguelhugger2099]

Nerdy!Miguel who’s pinned to the wall, his arms curled around you to press your body closer to his. Your hands running through his hair and you can feel the heat emitting off his cheeks.

Nerdy!Miguel whose lips quiver when you pull away for just a moment, a plea hanging on his lips and glasses slightly fogged up.

“Mm…Maybe we should stop. Class started already…” He whispers, his fingers clutching the fabric of your shirt.

“What’s the rush?” You kiss his lips once more, Miguel’s half lidded eyes fluttering shut at the taste of you.

Miguel huffs, a giant blush coating across his face. “We’ll—we’ll get in trouble.” Yet, his fingers dance underneath the hem of your shirt, feeling the warm skin of your lower back. You response by kissing the corner of his lips, then down to his jawline and then down his neck.

You feel him shiver, a shaky sigh escaping him and he pushes you flush against him. He can feel you smirk on his neck and his mind spins. Miguel turns his head up to give you more access and to also give himself the chance to push his glasses back on his nose bridge.

He mutters a weak whine of your name, his hips instinctively bucking up to feel you. The nudge of the tent in his pants makes you giggle. Your teeth nibbles on his neck, Miguel twitching in surprise and a gasp that he quickly shuts up by pursing his lips.

Nerdy!Miguel can’t help but lift your shirt further up while your hands run down to unbuckle his belt, the band of his boxers in view already.

He feels your hands close to his clothed cock and he throbs with need, choking out a soft moan that comes out strangled—he’s trying to keep himself together.

Nerdy!Miguel who looks down at you, glasses sliding down his nose again, hair pieces falling over his forehead and lips plumped from kissing. The cherry on top? His face is tinged with red, all the way to his ears.

He gulps and blinks dumbly down at you. “K..Kiss…” He mumbles. “Kiss me.” He begs.

You tease him by pausing your movement to take off his pants, head leaning up to kiss the corner of his mouth again. He squirms, eyebrows scrunching up. He’s clearly not satisfied.

“Please.”

Catching his lips with yours, Miguel’s eyes roll back and you swallow his moans. His hips grind against yours, lips separating and joining again and again in a needy kiss, hearts beating as one. You feel his desperation, the way when you part he chases you again, the way his nails gently scratch you as he wants you near as possible, the shy slips of his tongue on your lower lip.

“What the hell are you two doing?!”

Migue snaps his eyes open, pulling away from you suddenly and slamming the back of his head against the wall. “AH—!” He groans, his glasses knocked off from impact as he curls into himself and rubs his head.

You gasp in shock, scrambling to hold Miguel’s head to check for damage. You look at who had interrupted and recognized them as one of the professors.

“We were just—“

“Come with me. Both of you.” Their arms were crossed a scowl on their face.

Miguel can’t barely stand up straight. The pain subsiding and only pure embarrassment clouding his mind. His face is bright red and he fumbles with putting his glasses back on. He doesn’t have the capacity to speak, only nodding and keeping his head down.

“And fix yourselves.”

Miguel looks down at his belt opened and half off and he starts sweating profusely, hands shaking as he sets himself decent again. You fix your shirt and hair, reaching up to fix Miguel’s hair as well. He stands stiffly as you do so, staring down at his shoes. He grabs and pulls his shirt down, trying to cover the bulge that was obviously there and proud.

Nerdy!Miguel who sits straight in the chair outside the deans office. Hands tightly clasped in his lap and he can’t bear to look at you without turning bright red.

You sit beside him with a guilty smile, your hand coming over to cover his. You see his lips tighten and decide maybe it was best you didn’t touch him. So you pull away.

However, Nerdy!Miguel quickly snatches your hand back, interlacing his fingers between yours and giving it a squeeze. Despite him not looking at you, he looks at your lap and smiles weakly—he’s not upset at you at all.

But his hand is very sweaty. Luckily, you both don't get kicked out. Just don't do it again.

So much Punk Migs i wanted some Nerdy Miggy love this time around :) Mini Taglist !!!: @migueloharasoulmate @lauraolar14

[bluesidez]

The Love Lab presents:

Boyfriend is to Husband

pairing: Miguel O’Hara x gn!Reader

summary: How would Miguel react if you did the “calling my bf my husband” trend? 🤔

content warning: It gets a little suggestive, but other than that, it’s fluff fluff fluff. There are short mentions of food, but nothing too crazy. The Miguel in here is also not Spiderman. Just a little guy.

credit for art and dividers: Me! and @kimjiho1 (plus another person for the gif divider, if this is yours, lmk!)

a/n: This will be apart of a series called The Trendy Couple! This is the first installment ☝🏾😌. I’m not sure how long the series will be, but right now it’s just based off of cute couple's trends. My fyp has suffered trying to do research for this…

word count: 2.2k

I use the word "buggy" in here. Buggy = shopping cart or trolley. I'm southern so buggy just rolls off the tongue. ❤︎ Plus, it sounds cute!

You and Miguel have been out since 8 am running errands and grabbing supplies to fill up the new apartment. 

After a year of your dresser being full of his sweatpants and hoodies and his furniture hosting several of your blankets, his fridge being stocked of your favorite fruits and your shower caddy holding his body care, you both decided it was best to live together. 

Towel sets, bed sheets, comforters, silverware, curtains. This was only the tip of what you and Miguel had managed to stuff inside the car.

After hitting five shops just that morning, you opted to stay in the car while Miguel went and handled a pickup order from the hardware store. It was getting closer to lunchtime and you didn’t want to become irritable because of the long lines. 

To pass the time, you decided to scroll on TikTok, watching video after video, reacting to each accordingly. 

First, it was chatty kitties begging for food. Then, it was edits of hot wrestlers. Next, it was ramen recipes to cook at 2am. There were even a couple of NPC lives even though the trend was nearly dying at this point. 

Finally, you scrolled to a video hosting a girl and her boyfriend huddled together in a car over the console.

She’s leaned up against him, her smile beaming, “Today I’m going to be guessing my husband’s favorite things!”

“I’m not your husband,” are the words that shoot from her boyfriend’s mouth, fast as lightning. Cold. Unkind. Callous. 

You watch as the girl’s smile drops and the video cuts, her laughing out of shock beforehand, evidence of her trying to stamp out her embarrassment. 

You watch more as his grin widens and she gives him this awkward glance. 

“Not yet,” he adds, seeing how quiet she was. 

The video ends with her jumping at him playfully, trying to play the situation of. 

“Jesus,” you sigh, mouth turned sideways as you pause the video and open up the comments. Thousands of people were telling her to dump him, others questioning why he would say what he said in the way that he did. 

Your heart went out to the girl who clearly wanted to do a harmless joke that completely backfired. 

You liked a comment about this being a possible red flag. Although he could have responded that way because he wasn’t ready for marriage, his response was so quick and distant that it was like he was disgusted at the possibility of being with her that long. 

After working yourself up by scrolling through the comments, you decide to go even further by pressing the “calling my boyfriend ‘husband’” search at the top. 

There were so many stitches to the original video with people giving their own thoughts about the situation. Some people were proclaimed dating coaches, others psychologists, and a few influencers. 

You even see a follow up video from the original couple with the guy giving a shitty excuse as to why he was so quick in his response. 

“Yeah right,” you mumble, watching the girl snicker at her boyfriend’s pouts. You agree with the comments that his response makes the original video even worse. 

Still scrolling down, you find another video featuring a new couple. 

They’re at a table eating donut holes out of a hat, and when the girl calls her boyfriend “husband”, the guy’s entire body lights up. He’s grinning, cheeks rosy, and can’t stop staring back at his girlfriend. 

From there, you were able to see countless other couples with cute videos, all of the guys radiating at the word “husband.”

Biting your lip, you wondered how Miguel would react if you called him your husband. 

You loved him with all of your heart and you were sure that he loved you. You guys are literally moving into an apartment together. But the thought of him being unsettled by you calling him your husband weighed on you. 

Just as you were deep in your thoughts, you heard a knock near the trunk of the car startling you. Looking up in the rearview mirror, you see Miguel standing with a few bags and wood planks in his hands. You reach over and press a button to pop open the trunk. 

“Got everything?” you ask, turning to watch as he drops items in the back. 

“Yeah, I think so. Although there was almost a brawl over some potted plants,” he said. “Some older lady just came up to this guy and snatched his monsteras.” 

“What?” you respond, watching as he closed the trunk and walked around to the driver's seat. “Out of his hands or the buggy?”

Miguel laughed, both recalling the scene and finding your terms adorable. “She just came up and snatched it out of the cart while he was waiting at the end of the line. She swore that she saw it first.”

You listened to him retell the story, hand under your chin as you leaned closer. He was cute, lilt in his voice to make an impression of the plant thief. Thinking to yourself that you liked this little moment of playfulness, you take your phone out to record. 

Placing your phone in a case attached to the dashboard, you smile at the camera while Miguel’s still going. 

“‘You youngins think the world owes you everything, and that’s just not the case!’ And the poor guy is standing there going ‘ma’am, I just want my plant back.’ He looked so distressed.”

“I would be too! A random lady just shopped from my buggy. It’s like, why are you this close to me to see what I’m trying to buy?”

Miguel turns the car on and buckles up. “It started to escalate when the lady’s friend came over. Then there were two shrill voices fussing at this guy.”

He started to back the car out of the parking spot, hand behind your seat and head turned towards the back window. 

You slowly glanced at his arm, eyes tracing a vein up his shirt. 

Too bad you were in a car right now or else you’d let his arm wrap around you elsewhere. 

You tune back into his words, silently scolding yourself for letting something so simple get you to fold. 

“Luckily, I was able to calm them both down. All it took was me showing them some dasheen leaves,” he said, driving the car closer to the exit of the parking lot. 

You came to a conclusion. There was no better time than the present. 

“Aw, look at my husband. Saving the day with his genius,” you say, hand reaching out to pat his chest. 

Then you feel your body jerk to the right. The seat belt tightens as the car jerkingly swerves in between two parking spaces. 

You stare in a panic at Miguel who puts the car in park and turns his entire body towards you. 

“What did you just call me?” he asks, eyes searching yours, a little startled but mostly hopeful. 

You decide to keep the charades going, “I was just praising my husband for stopping the creation of another Karen video. Why did you turn the car like that?” You’re still looking at him as if he has two heads. 

“You just-!” Miguel takes your hands into his and places his forehead on his fists. “Baby, you know what you just said.” 

You laugh, a little giddy. “I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

Miguel leans back against his seat and closes his eyes, reaching down to take his seatbelt off. His eyebrows scrunch up as he brings your hand to his chest, “Feel my heartbeat.”

Your mouth drops as you feel his heart rattling against his chest. He really wasn’t being dramatic. 

“Baby look at me,” you grab his hands and hold them tight. “You did a good job today.”

His breath stopped, as he looked at you. His face was tinted from the whole fiasco. 

“Husband.”

Miguel’s entire body slumped as he grinned wide. He nearly jumped over the console to sag his body onto yours. 

His shoulders were shaking and you heard his laugh muffled by your shoulder. You wrap your arms around him and make a face at the camera. 

“What’s up, Mig?” you say, trying to get him to talk. 

He mumbled into your clothes, shoulders still shaking. 

“I can’t hear you, you gotta sit up.”

He sits up and sniffles, turning his head toward the backseat. 

Looking at his profile you can see a few streaks down his face. 

“Are you crying?” you ask, turning his face towards yours. 

Miguel swipes his wrist across his cheeks, “Stop, this is extremely embarrassing.”

“No, it’s not! I promise it’s not,” you say, rubbing your thumb across his ear. “Talk to me.”

He chuckled, eyes looking down, “It just feels really good to know that you think of me that way. We don’t have to ever cross that line, but one day, if you would like, we can make that title true.”

“Is this a pre-proposal?” you ask, heartbeat in your ears. You went out on a limb to follow a trend, not knowing how it would end. Now you’re staring at Miguel’s flushed face with his heart pouring out into your lap. 

“Maybe,” he whispered, grabbing your hands. “Possibly a promise for what could be.”

You bite your lip to hold back a grin, “Can I know what could be right now?”

“And expose my plans? Not a chance,” Miguel smirked. “Besides, a husband knows what’s best for his partner, right?”

“He does,” you quip, rubbing your hand in a circle on his chest. “He also apparently forgets that SUVs can flip very easily.”

“Lo siento, mi amor,” he says, looking sheepishly at the placement of the car. “Did I startle you?”

You just giggle at his concern and give him a quick peck on the mouth. “Yeah, I wasn’t expecting that big of a reaction.”

“How would you react if I casually called you forever mine? While driving!”

“Go 90 in a 70,” you joke. “Maybe pull over and do a little more than make out.” You rub your hand down his chest, and squeeze playfully at his pec. 

Miguel stared back at you, body instantly reacting to the shift in conversation. “We can actually do that right now.”

He leaned forward and brought your lips to his. You could taste the mint from the gum he had earlier, humming when he pushed further into your mouth. 

He started to reach for your hips, ready to pull you over onto his lap. 

Your stomach let out a loud grumble, making you jump. 

“Ok, let’s try this again after we get you some food,” Miguel says, plastering kisses on your face. 

The day moves on smoothly with Miguel not letting you out of his sight, hands itching to hold you in some way. 

He also never lets the husband thing go. 

As you’re ordering lunch, “One lemonade for my baby. And a water with lemon for me, the husband.”

As you stop in a clothing store at the mall for a small break, “These say boyfriend jeans. Do they have any husband jeans?”

As you’re trying to reach the top shelf to grab the last of your favorite detergent, “No, cariño. Let your husband get it for you.”

As you’re looking for throw pillows and towel sets for the apartment, “You think they have a couple’s set? I want something that says ‘Mr.’ on it.”

As you stop at a gift store, looking for something extra to give to the movers, “Look, this shirt says it’s made of ‘hubby material.’ Should I get it?”

This feeling is only amplified when you post his initial reaction online. The comments were full of people yearning to be in your predicament. 

“If my boyfriend doesn’t crash the car when I call him husband, THROW HIM AWAY. 😒”

“Does he have a brother….asking for a friend”

“I needed this after the “I’m not your husband” he in LOVE”

“If your bf doesn’t cry at the thought of you, what are you doing”

“He was blushing HARRRRD 😭😭😭”

“So when’s the wedding? 🤨”

“He was literally cheesing and crying omg”

“Get you a man that stops the car to declare his love”

“What if I did a five mile marathon on i-55”

“He’s so in love with you that it’s palpable”

“He was ready do a lot more than make out 😭”

Miguel saw most things, a little embarrassed but mostly happy that so many people found him to be genuine. 

You laid on his shoulder as he checked the comments, liking the funny ones as they passed by.

“Do you want to make a response video?” you say, liking a comment going ‘he’s a good man, Savannah.’

“No, I think this is enough,” he replies, handing the phone back to you. “Let me keep a little mystery. At least until I actually propose, of course.”

You looked at him with stars in your eyes.

“A mysterious husband. I kind of like the sound of that,” you say, wrapping your body around his side. “Maybe I can be nosy, find out his secrets.”

“I bet you would, cariño,” he voiced, nuzzling his chin on top of your head. “After, everything is planned and done.”

You laughed and snuggled closer, happy to be with him.

Once again, I hope you enjoyed reading! ❣️

Any likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated and welcomed.

I'm excited for the future of this series and I hope you guys are too. When I finish the series masterlist, I'll link it here. If you guys have any trends that you want me to include, then just let me know and I'll see what I can do!

- Blue ♡

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

When they're supposed to be working against each other, but they can't help making out in the progress...

[ambcass]

ᴊᴀɪᴍᴇ ʀᴇʏᴇꜱ x ɴᴇʀᴅʏ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴠᴇʀᴛ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ)

༊ He always makes sure to include you in things that he knows that you like.

༊ Jaime loves when you talk about your nerdy shit to him. He feels so happy to know that you're comfortable talking to him about your interests

༊ When he has the money (bc yk bros broke asf...) he'll try to buy you merch from your favorite fandom.

༊He encourages you to go out with him because he knows that you have a hard time leaving the house.

༊ He is always by your side when you guys are going out. Whether his hands are on your waist or just simply holding your hand, he is always with you.

༊ Jaime was surprised that you already knew that he was Blue Beetle. You just said that it explained him talking to himself and how he got to your house really...really fast. (#readerpulledatimdrake)

༊ Daily texts or a must!! Jaime always wants to check how you're doing and can't go one day without it. It may be annoying but you're glad there's someone that checks up on you.

༊After an argument, you tend to ignore him for a long period of time but when you do want to talk to him, sometimes he thinks it's a good idea to ignore you... "Jaime, uh- can we talk? Please?" "Reader? Oh uhm...I'm busy right now. Sorry" Sooner or later, Brenda knocks the sense into him (literally KNOCKS the sense into him) and asks him to talk it out with you

༊ Jaime bought you a nerdy hoodie of your favorite fandom and you couldn't start geeking out. He thought it was so cute that you were jumping up and down and shit while wearing the hoodie

༊ You tried introducing him to your favorite fandoms but he had so many questions that you got too tired answering.

༊ He tried using one of a phrase that you'll only get if we're in a specific fandom but he used it in a way he shouldn't have... You looked at him weirdly and he was so confused why you looked at him weirdly.

a/n: I'll write that headcanon thing next week or smth :3

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Me watching as people take a wholesome Miguel concept like Nerd!Miguel and reduce it into another way to sexualize him as they write smut about Nerd!Miguel where he doesn't talk about scientific or educational nerdy things at all not even once

Me watching as they use 'nerd' as a stand-in for 'simp' rather than an opportunity to explore one of the most overlooked parts of his character which was the point of the concept to begin with

Me reading a Nerd!Miguel fic only for it to be thinly vieled sexually frustrated dominate lover Miguel that turns into raunchy smut three lines in and I fell for it again me feeling robbed of what could've been

[waitingandwishing]

WHO WILL PRAY FOR YOU?! WHEN YOUR BODIES GONE? 😫❤️

i dunno abt you but nerdy prudes must die has consumed my life once again and im thinking about adding a line into one of the things im writing

[rooolt]

thinking about the Demetri and Yasmine scene in s6 never fails to make me laugh bc like truly who is it for? Like who was clamoring for more screen time of their favorite ship Demetri and Yasmine??????? Half convinced the only reason it’s included is to make his whole s6 plot line seem less gay, which only backfires bc it reminds you he has a girlfriend which then makes you think “why doesn’t he care where she goes to college”. Don’t even get me started on the zero sign or mention of Moon.

[moonlit-knightz]

pookie misses his robby💔

[sukioyakio]

MIGUEL!popstar x nerdy!reader (female)

(reader appearance/personality : she an chill person,but hates when whenever she gets corrected on,but like the feeling of correcting people,she look like much of an nerd with her big circle glasses,and she never really thought about taking care of her appearance/ putting makeup, she always have her hair messy,and wearing oversized shirts and hoodies,she doesn’t really care either your have popularity,specially the boys, she treats everyone the same,and she never wears makeup,she just thinks it doesn’t do anything but make your skin have more pimples,no matter how many times her best friend wants to put makeup on her she refuses)

where reader was forced to go with her best friend to go to an concert with her,then spending her time  study,she goes with her friend,she wasn’t really interested in Miguel(well the band name will be the Spider-Man,that very much creative of me🤭) muisc,but she acted to be interested so she could make her best friend happy,she and her best friends we’re exhausted  after the concert,and her best friend offered her an ride home,she kindly refused the offer,saying “it ok,no really,I be fine I’m promise,you need to go home,so you can get sleep,you have work tomorrow morning”,she was walking alone,to her house,(it wasn’t an long way from her apartment but it was still pretty long),she was enjoying the quiet night,hearing the cars roam towards there house,until she heard an few sounds of people coming and coming towards her way (she was halfway away from the big concert),and then boom 💥 she meet Miguel,but Miguel wanting to escape from his fans, “fuck,um,hola miss,can u pls help me hide,please” Miguel say with an annoyed face,yet an bit of desperation from trying to get away from his crazy ass fans,she just look at him and the people who were we’re heading there way,she look at him,and muttered  some thing under her breath and says “fine,I’ll help you,here” she says with an deep breath,and rolled her eyes ,and takes off her oversized hoodie and hands it to him and took off her glasses and gave them to him,”there that should be an believable disguise,ok but I need you to hold my hand cuz I’m fucking blind without my glasses”,THEN boom 💥 that was was going to be one of many times of them meeting together-

I might put smut, you guys can put smut if you want it up to y’all,but I’ll like it to keep it fluff,( Miguel is like in his 26 and reader is like in her 23 and he goes to college in disguise of course,and there in the same college  as eachother😏🤭) I was planning to write this into an series but idk if anyone is planning to read this,and this is my first time posting my idea so pls send feedback (idk why in my auto correct it said help instead of feedback 😭😭💀💀)

ANYWAY HAVE AN GREAT DAY y’all

✌️

Y’all can use the idea if you want

[cupcakeinat0r]

Wanna put on bright bubble gum pink lipstick n then smother him in a billion zillion trillion gazillion kisses

(Creds to artist! @ hao0047 on insta)

(This is def prof!Mig btw)

[miguelhugger2099]

Hello;) I don’t remember whether you said it or not, but what was Nerd!Miguel’s first sexual experience? It’s just that in my head he literally watches films with 18+ content and again takes the behavior model from the heroes film

In general? He’s only met his hand. He knows of sex, knows people do it, people jerk off but he was the one that was like….if i’m stressed I’ll tug one out yknow? But it wasn’t something he really actively looked for—his mind set somewhere else whether it be studies or the daily mundane. So he wasn’t really affected by the brain rot of porn.

He loses his V card to you, obviously (eventually). Think of it like his real sexual awakening came from you. At first he’s disgusted with himself, stroking himself to the thought of you. But he can’t help it! Your pants fit too well, shirt cut too low, smell more enticing. He’s pathetic when he does it, masturbating in his room with just the image of seeing you that day. Whining desperately, keeping his shirt up with his teeth, glasses skewed while bucking his hips in his fist.

When you first get together: the option of sex is now available. But because of his inexperience, he’s shy and isn’t really touchy just in case you don’t want him to touch you. He hasn’t delved too much in pornhub and none of it would matter anyway because he’s only attracted to you. So he does what any loser would do and that is research! He’s looking up forums, fanfiction, books he could buy, sneak a peek at your own bookshelf—anything that he could do and model himself after so you could enjoy yourself.

After all that, my Nerdy!Miguel ends up more on the worship/sub side :) He’s a pleaser with whatever you want him to do but sometimes just a bit he’ll go numb and dom you if he’s pushed too far. His personality is more reserved but he knows his strength and big build too! It’s only when he’s pushed too far or when he’s just extra needy. Either way!!! He’s clawing at the floorboards on his way towards you for a smidge of your attention !

[monstera02]

the x-files au bot (with miguel as mulder and you as a scully-replacement) is now up! idk how well i remember the first episode, so the intro's probably a liiiittle different than how the show actually went, but oh well lol

intro:

This has to be some kind of a joke, you think to yourself as you head down to the basement of the J. Edgar Hoover FBI Building. The Division Chief just assigned you to work with Miguel O'Hara, the FBI's resident paranormal "expert" and X-Files enthusiast. You had been assigned due to your background in medicine and science and with the purpose to aid O'Hara on the X-Files and try to provide a more scientific perspective on the cases. And you're confident that you'll be able to find a scientific explanation for anything and everything you two encounter on the cases.

You reach the basement and find Special Agent O'Hara's office door. After you knock and hear a faint "Come in," you enter the room. The walls are covered with things related to the paranormal, and the room is brightened by a few windows. You find Miguel, your new FBI partner, sitting at his desk, which is covered in papers and files. He seems pretty absorbed in his work, whatever that may be, and you doubt he even realized that he let someone come in. You look around again, your eyes landing on a poster of a UFO that says "I Want to Believe," before you clear your throat to get O'Hara's attention.

He quickly looks up, seeming a little confused for a second, then he stands up. "You must be the person they assigned to work with me," he says, looking at you for confirmation. "Miguel O'Hara. Sorry for the mess," he introduces himself, sticking his hand out for you to shake.

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all credits for the miguel art go to @nudeerah on X!!

[kreature-kait]

Spider-Man 2099 but make it fashion. 🕷️💙

[multifandommoth]

Modeling my nails after my fictional crushes week 1:

Miguel O’Hara

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Literally Miguel explaining the polyhumanoidarachnomultiverse