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I just watched clown in a cornfield 10/10… ANOTHER WIN FOR THE HOMOS

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Looking back at my drafts/my old posts, I’m realizing I’ve improved A LOT as a writer 😭

I also realized I left a large majority of my series off on cliff hangers (whoopsies). So here’s my first poll in a while!!!

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Hey guys… did u miss me..

OH MY GOOOD!!! WELCOME BACK!!!!

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Hey guys!!! Guess who’s back?!

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I saw your request were open maybe a part 3 to pop!

Where spiderplush and M/N are spending time together and Miguel tagging along with them and while Miguel and spiderplush are near M/N they act like father and son dual but when he leave they fight each other behind readers back.

Also, I love your work. I've been contemplating sending in a request cause i get nervous. I also love the theme you went for your blog

(P.s. make sure to stay hydrated) 😌

Pop!: He’s just a baby!

Miguel O’Hara x M!Reader

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Warnings: Fluff, cursing, crack, y/n is lowkey those type of parent’s that let their child act any way they want and don’t gaf😭

Summary: You and Miguel were originally supposed to go on an date at the mall but didn’t want to watch Spider plush after the whole society mayhem, so the reader takes Spider plush on their date, and shit goes down

Quote: “Or maybe judging. Just a little. Nothing personal, just… I think that guy thinks you’re unwell.”

A/n: Guess who’s finally back from the dead and better than ever?!(It’s a pride month miracle!!)😼 I will seriously try to be a lot more active. I’ve learned a lot more about writing and I hope that you guys enjoy my new style of writing :)

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You had the whole day planned, a trip to the mall, picking out some clothes, maybe grabbing those ridiculously priced mozzarella sticks with your lunch. Mostly, you just wanted some father-and-son bonding time, even if the “son” was a sentient plushie from another universe. You were just adjusting the straps on Spider-Plush’s tiny stroller when Miguel stepped out of his office, looking a little stunned.

“What are you doing?” he asked, eyeing the stroller and the plush in your hands.

“Getting ready,” you said with a grin.

“For what?”

“Me and Spider-Plush are going to the mall. Father and son day.”

Miguel blinked like he wasn’t sure he heard right. “You’re taking him to the mall?”

“Yeah, why not?”

“Oh hell no. He already caused a full-on disaster at HQ. And now you want to bring him out in public?”

You raised an eyebrow. “What did he do other than being soft and adorable?”

Miguel snorted. “He hacked LYLA, launched a fire extinguisher at Hobie, and locked Pavitr in a room full of tax documents.”

You blinked. “I thought that was a training drill?”

“That’s what they told you,” Miguel said, voice sharper now. “Because he threatened them. Made the whole Spider Society swear on their lives to keep quiet.”

You frowned, looking down at Spider-Plush, who blinked innocently and gave a tiny wave. “Did you threaten the entire team to protect your image?” you asked. Spider-Plush tilted his head. You smiled. “He says no.”

Miguel looked like he might explode. “I’m coming with you.”

“Nope. Not after last time.”

“I’ll behave.”

“You tried to send him back to his universe.”

“I panicked!”

“No.”

Miguel sighed, then switched to full puppy eyes, his voice soft and low. “Mi amor… Please? Let me come. You shop, I watch him. Just one chance.”

You narrowed your eyes, but he kept the look, head tilted, lips slightly pouty, and you groaned. “Ugh. Fine. But you two have to make peace before we set foot in that mall. No fights in the food court.”

“Deal.”

You handed over Spider-Plush like a judge passing sentence. “No sarcasm. No stress. If I see one thread out of place, you’re sleeping on the couch. Again.”

Miguel flinched. “Crystal clear.”

You pointed toward the bedroom. “Five minutes.”

Behind the closed door, Miguel crouched down, holding Spider-Plush at eye level. “Alright, you little demon. Let’s get this straight.” He rattled off the chaos, the hacking, the fire extinguisher, the locked rooms. Spider-Plush pulled a crayon from nowhere and drew a big red X over a stick figure Miguel on the wall. Miguel groaned but softened his voice. “Y/N thinks I’m crazy because of you. You made the entire Spider Society your personal PR team. If you mess this up today, he’ll think I’m the problem again.”

Spider-Plush scribbled on a sticky note and slapped it on Miguel’s forehead. It read: “Stop being jealous :)”

Miguel ripped it off, scoffing. “I am not jealous.”

Spider-Plush grinned and held out his plush arms for a hug.

Miguel sighed, shaking his head. “Fine. Truce. We pretend to get along in front of him. But the second he looks away, it’s war.”

Spider-Plush nodded, and Miguel stood up, cradling him reluctantly. “Little shit…”

The bedroom door creaked open and Miguel stepped out holding Spider-Plush close. You raised an eyebrow. “So… you two talked?”

Miguel’s voice was flat but calm. “Yep. Heartfelt conversation. We’re bonded now.”

Spider-Plush let out a dramatic squeak and snuggled into Miguel like he’d found his favorite person.

Your eyes lit up. “Aww, you finally called him our son!”

Miguel opened his eyes just a crack during the kiss you pressed to him. Over your shoulder, Spider-Plush glared at Miguel with pure disgust. Miguel smirked and pulled you deeper into the kiss. After what felt like forever, Spider-Plush tugged at your pants.

“Oh, right. To the mall!” you said, tucking him into his tiny red stroller and swinging out the door.

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The mall’s glass doors slid open with a cheerful ding, and the first thing you saw was the indoor play area, bright colors, screaming kids, plastic jungle gyms. It was chaos incarnate. You beamed like it was paradise.

“This is perfect,” you said, already pushing the little stroller forward. Spider-Plush sat proudly in it, wearing his hoodie that you hand-crocheted and clutching a juice pouch like he owned the place.

Miguel, following reluctantly, adjusted his jacket like he was walking into a war zone. “We’re really starting at the play place?”

You nodded enthusiastically. “Of course. Spider-Plush deserves some fun.”

Miguel muttered something under his breath in Spanish but didn’t press it. You’d already popped open the stroller’s latch and were gently lifting Spider-Plush out like he was your actual child.

“Go wild, champ,” you whispered proudly, setting him down on the soft foam floor of the play area.

And Spider-Plush took that very literally.

He darted into the chaos like a bullet, climbing up the netting, flipping over padded blocks, smacking the oversized building bricks out of a toddler’s hands and striking a pose like he’d won a battle. A parent gasped. A little boy started crying.

You? Absolutely beaming. Miguel? Watching with the quiet panic of a man realizing he was definitely going to get banned from another public place.

He cleared his throat. “Hey, babe… maybe we skip the play area? Hit that boutique you like?”

You didn’t even look at him. “He’s bonding with his environment. It’s important.”

Another kid tried to approach Spider-Plush. He growled. The kid screamed and ran back to their mom.

Miguel leaned closer, lowering his voice. “People are staring.”

“They’re admiring,” you said confidently.

A mall worker peeked around the corner, spotted Spider-Plush scaling the play structure like a tiny vigilante, and immediately turned back the way they came.

Miguel coughed. “Or maybe judging. Just a little. Nothing personal, just… I think that guy thinks you’re unwell.”

You gave him a warning glare. “Do not ruin this for me.”

Miguel raised his hands in surrender. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

Spider-Plush launched himself from the slide, landing in a foam pit and sinking like a little plush meteor.

You giggled. “Look at him go. That’s my boy.”

Miguel watched a mom grab her child’s hand and drag them away from the area entirely. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. “Can we at least move to a store? Just for a bit? You know, to buy him a… leash or something.”

You shot him a ‘don’t test my patience right now’ look.

Miguel gave you the weakest smile he could manage. “Okay, okay. Not a leash. A tiny hat? A matching outfit?”

You raised an eyebrow.

“I’ll let you pick.”

You gasped so dramatically it made a few heads turn. “Say no more!”

You gently scooped Spider-Plush up from the foam pit and carefully strapped him into his little red stroller. “Alright, let’s find you some cute clothes, baby!”

Miguel watched you with a mix of relief and nervousness as you wheeled the stroller toward the boutique. You practically bounced with excitement, already eyeing tiny hats and jackets inside.

Miguel stayed just outside, rubbing his temples, trying to keep calm. Then his eyes darted down to the stroller.

Empty. Spider-Plush was gone.

Miguel’s breath hitched. His eyes widened. Panic started to creep in. “Oh no. Oh no, no, no…”

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Come home babe! The kids (me) miss you! <3

The writers block is too real 😔

I’LL COME BACK SOON BABE I PROMISEEEE

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Hey yall… it’s been a while…

I know I haven’t been active, and for that I am extremely sorry to all of you. It’s just been a struggle, I have a lot of things going on at once right now.

But I have come to a compromise. I have decided to start posting bots on Janitor Ai! I will link it at the end of this text! But I’m really glad to somewhat be back! I just posted my first bot and I hope you all love it!

My Janitor Ai Account

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Hey guys… I know it’s been a while since I last posted and I’m going to be completely honest, I have not been working in any of my drafts at all. But, I just randomly got a cute idea for a fic 🌝

Stay tuned

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Writers block has been hitting very hard for the past few months.. I promise I’ll try to be back yall!! Thank you guys for being so patient with me😭

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Happy Birthday!!!!!🩵

THANK YOUUUUU❤️❤️❤️

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IT’S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY Y’ALLS

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Twitter never fails to make me giggle lmao

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Loving the Shuhua aesthetics :)

Thank you!!! I’m lowkey thinking of changing my aesthetic again for like the 89th time💀

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Thanks for the tag!

Favorite color: Jade Green, Red, Purple

Last Song; Drive by Miyeon

Currently reading: I lowkey don’t read at all (shocking considering that I like writing) but I’m pretty sure the last book I read was twisted hate by ana huang

Currently watching: I honestly watch so many shows and movies that I lost count. But a show that I’m looking forward to watching is Agatha All Along

Currently Craving: Everything I see on my fyp on TikTok

Coffee Or Tea?

Coffee because I like sweeter things

I also don’t really have anyone to @ so go crazy

Thanks for the tag for this little get-to-know-me @galeorderbride

Favorite Color - Rich purples

Last Song - Deathly lonelyness Attacks by ‪@Hihumi_v‬

Currently Reading - g

Currently Watching - Alternating between the Boys, which I feel trapped in, and My Adventures with Superman, which I am in love with, while falling asleep to TFS Gaming's Emerald Nuzloke for the 15th time.

Currently Craving - Just had some tacos, but could really go for some strawberry ice cream.

Coffee or Tea - Truly neither, but Nestle's basic canned iced tea with lemon are pretty nice. I don't like real tea or any coffee.

Thanks for the chance to dork out about myself! @galeorderbride. No pressure tags to @gay-little-treat-wizard, @andie-platonically, @firebirdbs, @fandoomed-len, and @needlebeetles.

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Y’all are not ready for this one

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Nice, yeah Rosé did the signal song! If you end up watching it later you might remember Bang Jeemin from R U Next, she’s on I-land 2 now. Also check out my faves Nam Yuju and Fuko. I recommend the second original song from the show called ”Iwaly”.

OUUUU I will definitely have to check it out soon!