Fish

My name is Morgan, my pronouns are He/They/Thon, and I am a disabled and queer artist/writer.

I write as a hobby for the most part, this is just a fun writing blog for me so don’t expect too much.

I am in a lot of anime fandoms along with Marvel, FNAF, TUA, Spiderverse, and some musicals.

please be kind to myself and fellow readers or you will be blocked.

I hope you enjoy reading :))

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So over the summer I was writing a lot, but now, not so much. I’d like to explain why.

I am in school, In theater after school, and I now have a boyfriend!

I genuinely still love writing, but my love for fan fiction has fallen greatly as I now have a loving boyfriend who I can express my wants and needs to instead. I will try my best to keep up with the requests I currently have, but life is a lot for me right now, so please be patient and understanding with me.

Characters: Miguel O’Hara, Miles Morales, and Hobie Brown. all x gn reader who is queer/LGBTQ+ in some way.

Got the idea of some of the boys comforting/defending you from assholes in your life. Reader is queer coded and the harassment is based off of that. So please read with caution and stop when you need.

CW: queerphobia, homophobia, harassment, cursing, slurs, violence,

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Miguel O’Hara

When he found out that people at your work were giving you shit for being queer, he was pissed.

It’s 2099 god damnit, how are people STILL homophobic.

“You should have told me, I can talk some sense into those assholes.”

Even if you said you could handle it he would not take it.

Goes to your workplace and lodges a complaint about the coworker(s).

If HR gives some bullshit about not being able to do anything, he tells them they fucked up big time.

Starts investigating every little thing about the company while helping you look for a new job, he’s taking the place down and you’re going somewhere better.

Man has power, so he gets a LOT of dirt on your harassers and the shitty management.

Once you get a new job all the info gets leaked to the press and their rightful legal organizations.

Company goes under not long after.

All because they refused to be decent human beings.

Also he takes you out for a tasty meal as celebration.

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Miles Morales

He’s super supportive of you, and he knows you can handle yourself.

But when he’s walking down the hall and hears someone call you a slur, that’s when he gets mad.

Tells the kid to fuck off and drags you to his dorm, not caring that you both have class.

When you ask Miles what’s up he give you a ‘seriously?’ look.

”Is that the first time that’s happened?”

When you tell him no he just about flips out.

”What do you mean ‘no’? Why is no one doing anything about it?”

You explain that the guy had been ‘punished’ multiple times but that only made him madder and so he kept doing it.

Miles starts fuming.

He starts to do research on the kid, and when he finds out that he likes Spider-man he knows exactly what to do.

He starts to make changes in his regular life and his Spider-man life.

Tells people to cut the bullshit at school and starts opely supporting the LGBTQ+ community as Spider-man.

Goes to pride events in his suit, makes posts on social media in support, and maybe even adds a small rainbow pin to his suit.

If the kid doesn't cut it out he'll teach them a lesson.

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Hobie Brown

He went into your workplace one day to visit you during your shift.

He heard your coworker make a homophobic remark.

Descrimination is a no no in his book (obviously)

When your shift is over he confronts the person and tells them to cut the shit.

If they somehow didn't find him intimidating enough he looks into their life a little.

Finds out their info and keeps an eye on them.

Does everything he can to absolutely ruin their life.

While Hobie isn’t against getting his hands dirty he also has friends who have way lower standards with causing pain.

Don’t question it if one day your coworker shows up with a black eye.

Or never shows up again.

Miguel x ftm reader smut

this is my first ever attempt at writing full smut, so sorry if it sucks.

CW: PIV sex, oral, slight begging, Miguel and reader are both switches, reader is on t and has bottom growth (referred to as a dick, penis, etc). No use of the word vagina for reader, only hole, core, etc. talk of dildo use. Self indulgent. Miguel might be ooc. Domestic Miguel. Not edited.

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It was 5:00pm, you had just plopped yourself back onto the couch after taking a nice shower. Your hair was still damp and you smelled of conditioner and your boyfriend’s body wash. 

“I’m home!” The front door swung open and your boyfriend, Miguel O’Hara appeared with a small smile on his face.

“Hey babe.” You called out, letting him know your location.

Footsteps approach as your large boyfriend walks into the living room, seeing you on the couch he plops down next to you.

“Hello honey, how are you?” He relaxes further into the couch as he speaks.

“I’m alright, you?” You lazyly say.

“I’m good, but you seem to be a little tired, are you sure everything is alright?” Miguel knew you, you didn’t have the same energy as you normally did.

“Oh, yeah. I’m fine… I just didn’t expect you home so soon.” You brush off his question, he really had nothing to worry about.

“Oh, yeah. I should have called, the mission I was telling you about was much simpler than expected. So I decided to come home and see you.” He looked at your lips, but he noticed something. You have that look on your face that you only have when you’re post orgasm.

“Did you… have fun without me?” He questions, knowing you’ll understand what he meant by ‘fun’.

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If this is so Long youre Free to ignore

I LOVE this idea!

PLATONIC Miguel x GN teen reader w/venom symbiote.

I’m trying to make this as general as possible so anyone can read it, but sorry if I make any mistakes.

CW: use of y/n, Miguel might be slightly ooc, talk of human experimentation, kidnapping, abuse, violence, medical settings, venom needs his own warning.

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It was cold.

So fucking cold.

The only color on your skin was dark blotches from struggling against your captors.

You were unsure of how long you’ve been locked in this dank room.

You had barely eaten or drank anything since ending up here, so you were multiple pounds lighter than you normally were.

Your muscles had lost a significant amount of definition from only moving when they moved you.

You didn’t know who they were or what they wanted, but you did gather they didn’t target you specifically.

The experiments were painful.

No matter how much you screamed or cried they never stopped.

After one of the first experiments you started hearing a voice.

The voice was deep and grainy, it told you that it was known as Venom and it came from space.

”These people took me as well… I can help you escape.”

You had ignored the voice, telling yourself it was just the trauma and isolation.

Until a particularly painful test.

Your entire body felt like it was burning, your screams were deafening.

Suddenly the restraints that held you down snapped, and you felt something ooze all over your body.

You were unable to control your actions. The lab was destroyed and your captors were all dead. Heads had been ripped off and digested by the thing controlling your body.

You watched as your much taller body escaped from the hellhole you had been kept in.

As soon as you got out the black goo dissipated, leaving your much smaller, frail body in its wake.

”You’re welcome” the voice rasped.

Your legs started to move, you ran as far and fast as you could, tears streamed down your face as you were finally free.

Before you knew it, you had ended up in a crowded city. You were unaware your tattered clothes were covered in blood.

Your tired feet tracked down the sidewalk, many avoided you, uncaring of your beaten and bloody form.

”Hey, kid-“ a hand landed on your shoulder.

Venom did not like that.

Suddenly your body was taken over once again, wreaking havoc on anything and everything.

People screamed as your monstrous form throws a tantrum.

Then you hear a thwip and your once again muscular arm gets pulled.

A man in a dark blue and red suit starts to face off with you.

His attacks were deliberate and calculated, quickly taking your exhausted form down.

You feel your head smash against the concrete and loose consciousness once more

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There you were, in another lonely room. Trapped yet again.

But this time it was warmer, you were lying in a comfortable bed with tubes and wires running from your body to various machines.

The high pitched beeping was annoying you, so off came the wires as you tried to stop the noise.

But it only got worse.

A high pitched scream came out of the machine next to you, your body felt like it was on fire once again. You covered your ears as you screamed in pain.

With the noise a group of doctors and the man from before rushed into the room, attempting to reattach the monitors and calm you down.

Your arm reached out, wrapped in the familiar black goo, and shattered the machine. Stopping the noise and actions of the oddly dressed people in the room.

Venom’s goo retreated back into you, soaking back into your skin.

Everyone in the room was frozen. Not knowing what to do or how to respond to the outburst.

”Where am I?” You rasped out, your throat was dry and scratchy from dehydration and screaming.

One of the people left the room and quickly returned with a bottle of water. You gulped it down in no time, panting from the lack of oxygen.

”You’re in a secure location.” The man from before piped up, he was still wearing the odd mask and outfit.

The doctors and nurses attempted to restore what you had ripped out, but you flinched as a hand touched you.

They stopped again, not wanting more destruction.

”Please let them help you, you’ve been injured.” The man says.

You looked at the tall man in front of you.

”Why am I here?” You question him.

”You attempted to destroy the city.” He grunts

”No I didn’t! It was that thing those “scientists” gave me!” You shout, trying to defend yourself.

“I AM NOT A THING, CHILD. I AM VENOM. AND I HELPED YOU!” Venom screamed, though only you could hear him.

“What thing, and what scientists?” The tall man inquired.

”The black gooey thing, Venom. It appeared after one of the experiments the guys who took me did…” you trailed off, struggling to explain exactly what had happened to you.

The man stands for a moment, thinking. “Were you kidnapped?” He asked.

”I- I don’t really remember…” you look down, uncomfortable with all the eyes on you.

The tall man sighs and approaches you slowly, his mask suddenly dissipated before he started talking.

”I’m Miguel, what’s your name?” He had a small smile on his face, trying not to intimidate you more than he already has.

”it’s Y/n.”

“Well Y/n, I want to help you. Can you tell me what happened?”

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After a long explanation Miguel told you that he needed to work some things out, so he left you under close watch by the nurses.

While he was gone you were given a small meal consisting of a sandwich, some carrots, and a cup of chocolate pudding. The doctors didn’t want you to eat too much as to not cause your malnourished body any harm, but you were still hungry.

Until you got to the chocolate pudding.

”That is amazing, I love it.” Venom says.

”it’s chocolate pudding.” You respond.

”I need more. I don’t feel as hungry anymore.”

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When Miguel returned there was a pile of empty chocolate pudding cups on the bedside table and you were asking for more.

A nurse was trying to reason with you. ”Why don’t I get you some more carrots? You shouldn’t be eating so much sugar-“

”I need chocolate, that’s what he wants.” You argued.

”Hey kid. What do you mean by “it’s what he wants”?” Miguel questions you.

”Venom. He said chocolate makes him less hungry, and I was hoping if I kept eating it he’d finally shut up.” You avoided making eye contact with the tall male.

”Interesting… I did a little research and it seems that you’ve become a host for some sort of extra terrestrial being.”

“Well duh, Venom told me that already.” You give Miguel a deadpan look.

”It would have been nice to know that…” Miguel sighs. “We can start looking into removing the…”

”Symbiote”

”Right, Symbiote. We can look into removing the symbiote if you’d like.”

Suddenly the black goo emerges once again, taking over your face.

”I AM NOT GOING ANYWHERE YOU SPIDER SHIT!” Venom roars and then sinks back into your skin. Leaving you back to normal.

…

“I don’t think he wants to leave…”

”Well that was kind of obvious.” Miguel sighs.

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It had been a few days since your arrival at the “secure location”, which after enough bugging of Miguel, you found out was the spider society. A place where spider folk like him from hundreds of different universes came together to protect the multiverse.

You had started trusting Miguel, and he the same with you. It was odd to others to see such a cold man being so caring and protective of a child who had “tried to kill him”.

He wasn’t the biggest fan of Venom, but when he realized you had a certain knack with the alien he stopped trying to convince you to separate from him.

Soon enough you started to train with Venom, Miguel helping you along the way. Miguel taught you hand to hand combat, self defense, and so much more.

Once Miguel believed you were ready, you started to go on missions with him. You met many other Spider folk and even made some good friends along the way.

Miguel knew that Venom needed phenylethylamine (or PEA for short) to survive. And since the only places you could get that was from brains or chocolate, he made sure there was always a large stock of chocolate around for you and venom, at least until he could develop something to give you the PEA you needed in a different way.

Miguel was glad that he had gone out on patrol that day, knowing that if he didn’t, he might not have met the kid who changed his life for the better.

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Thanks for reading y’all! This was WAY longer than I was expecting, but hey, I got into it. I might make some separate or more headcanons with this reader/scenario.

Miguel O’Hara x GN reader

Headcanons/scenario

Requests are open!

CW: slight spoilers for the Barbie movie? I’m not sure. Reader annoys Miguel. He gets annoyed, but not angry.

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“Hey Miguel, what do you think about seeing the Barbie movie with me?”

“You want me to see the Barbie movie with you? Why don’t you ask anyone else here to see it with you? Like Peter B, he seems like the type to like that kinda stuff…”

You huff “but I wanna go with my favorite person in the whole world! Besides, I think it’ll be fun!”

Miguel gives you a look, then turns back to his work.

Suddenly Lyla appears

“Miguel, you really should go. The ratings are very high, and it’s got some VERY attractive actors in there.” (All of them are hot)

“Is the movie even out yet?” He responded.

“Yeah! It came out just the other day! A bunch of people are already talking about it!”

“No, I’m too busy.”

“Please?”

“No”

“Pleaaaasssseeeeee?” You ask, stretching the word out.

“No.” he adds more firmly.

“Pretty please?” You give him the exaggerated puppy dog eyes, your lip pouted.

“No.”

You stop, walk closer to the man, and drop to your knees in front of him.

“Please, for me?” You flutter your eyelashes.

You both go quiet

…

…

…

“…fine”

“What did you say? I couldn’t hear you.” You teased.

“I said fine, I will go see Barbie with you. But I am not dressing up.”

“YIPPIEE!!!” You shout as you jump to your feet.

“I’ll buy the tickets, when are you free?”

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“I’m ready to see Barbie!” You call out as you walk into Miguel’s office. He was finishing up his work for the day, having already thrown on a simple outfit consisting of regular blue jeans and a black shirt.

“What the hell are you wearing?” He mutters as he looks at you.

“It’s my Barbie outfit! You like it?”

“I think I’m going to have an aneurysm, there’s so much pink.”

Lyla pops up next to you and immediately compliments your amazing outfit.

“Alright, you can shut up now Lyla. Let’s get this over with.”

The two of you went on your way, arriving at the movie theater you offered to buy Miguel whatever snacks he wanted, as you were kind of forcing him to be there. He settled on a water and small popcorn.

Once you got your tickets scanned and headed to the theater you two got settled in your seats, the theater was fairly crowded due to two big movies having just opened.

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The credits rolled, you sat in your seat with a large smile on your face.

The two of you walked out of the theater pretty quietly, only stopping to use the bathroom, or for you to compliment other’s people outfits (and vice versa).

“Soooooo… how did you like it?” You muse to the tall man next to you.

“Actually, it wasn’t bad.” His face was as cold as ever, but you can’t help but think about the slight smiles or laughs you noticed from him during the movie. Or even how he got quiet during certain parts with the mother and daughter characters. Almost as if he was going to cry.

“I’m glad you liked it!” You had a smile on your face, glad your convincing had worked and that the evening wasn’t a total waste of time for him.

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Bonus:

“Wait, you guys saw the Barbie movie without me!?” The yell shocked you, it wasn’t like Perter B to yell, especially in front of Mayday.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t think you would care that much…” you sweat dropped as the father yelled like a character from a bad drama show.

“I’m jus surprised you got the man to go at all” Hobie chimed, a small smirk on his face.

“Was it good?” Gwen asked.

“Yeah, actually it was. And if it was good enough for Miguel to enjoy it, I think you’ll like it to.”

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Wrote this in like half an hour, it has not been edited. I saw the Barbie movie earlier and I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT. The movie was a great mix of comedy and amazing commentary on the patriarchy along with how women are treated in society. I totally recommend anyone who can see it, see it.

a little self indulgent fic because I love men ❤️.

CW: boy x boy, fear of coming out, forced out of the closet kinda, no sexuality is given to miles or reader, tooth rotting fluff.

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The low pitter patter of rain on the window was calming, only slightly audible over the sound of the random TV show that was playing in the Morales residence. You weren’t paying much attention to it, instead you had all your attention on the boy with all his body weight holding you down on the couch.

You and Miles had been dating for a few months, but never brought it up with anyone, just wanting to keep the comfortable moments between the two of you. Along with that, neither of you would know how your friends or family would react to the two boys having a romantic relationship, and neither of you wanted to risk getting hurt.

It was a rainy winter, while it was only 5pm it was already as dark as it could get in the New York City area. Miles’ parents weren’t at home, giving the two of you the freedom to sit out in the open and be as affectionate as you liked.

While the TV droned on with whatever was playing, you kept your hand rubbing steady comforting motions on the boys back. The two of you didn’t need anything but each other, both content on cuddling on the couch, staring into the others eyes and occasionally exchanging somewhat heated kisses.

The sound of light breaths sounded throughout the apartment.

“I love you, Miles. You know that right?” You softly spoke as you pulled away from a kiss.

“Hmmm? Yeah I know, I love you too.” He looked into your eyes softly, trying to find where the random words of affection came from.

“Good, just wanted to remind you Is all.” You smile at him, his big brown eyes mesmerizing you. You lean up to plant another kiss on his lips, meeting in the middle. As always they were soft and delicate, traces of your chapstick making them even softer.

“I’m so glad I met you.” You sigh, a warm tone in your voice. Love dripping from the words falling from your lips, you were infatuated with the boy lying across your lap.

“I’m even more glad I met you, you’re amazing amore.” After saying this his head landed back onto your chest, Inhaling your intoxicating scent.

Slowly the two of you drifted off into a comfortable slumber, not knowing that Jeff and Rio Morales were heading up the stairs to their apartment.

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“How was your day at work?” Rio chimed as she ran into her husband just as she was getting back to the apartment building with groceries for dinner.

“It was alright, didn’t get any sightings of Spider-Man today, which was a little odd. But it was a pretty calm day.” He replies, mindlessly grabbing a bag from his wife and following her up to their home.

“It’s really coming out down there, I wonder how long the rain is gonna last.” The woman questions to no one in particular. Her husband hums in acknowledgment as he reaches to unlock the door to the apartment.

“Miles! We’re home-…” Rio stops herself as she notices the scene in front of her. Lying on the couch in their living room was her son, Miles Morales, with a boy she’d never met before sandwiched between her son and her couch.

“What’s up- oh my god” Jeff states as he also noticed the scene playing out.

After a few seconds of silence, the unknown boy groans slightly as he flutters his eyes open.

“Damn, didn’t mean to fall asleep..” he mumbles to himself, the two adults watch in silence. “I don’t wanna wake him up, he looks so cute.” you smile softly at the boy asleep on top of you.

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Suddenly the sound of a throat clearing startled you out of your trance, you jump off the couch slightly, in turn waking up the sleeping Miles.

“Aaaah” you and Miles exclaim at the same time.

“Oh my god Miles I’m so sorry!” The action had startled Miles enough to make him fall onto the floor, he was completely unaware of his parents standing behind him.

“What was that for? I was comfortable.” He playfully whines, but still annoyed that you had interrupted his cuddle session nap.

Miles stands up, brushing his clothes off and preparing to drop back onto of you. That was until a voice interrupted him.

“Miles, do you mind telling us what is going on?” The boy just about jumped out of his skin, finally realizing why you had gotten so quiet. He whips his head around and makes eye contact with his parents. Not only had he invited someone over without their permission, they caught him asleep on top of the boy they had never met before.

“Hey! Mama, Papa… what are you guys doing here?” He chuckles, a panic set in his voice, trying to play dumb about the situation.

“What are WE doing here? This is OUR house!” His mom responds, “and who is this? What is HE doing on MY couch?” She says, gesturing to the boy who looked like he wanted to curl up in a ball and never come out.

“Uhh, well. I can explain. See, he came over to-“

“We were working on a school project!” You interjected, giving the best excuse you could.

”right! We were working on a project for…”

“Film class!”

“Yeah, and so we were watching a show to look for different media tropes!” He finished, you were both very proud of your excuse.

“That still doesn’t explain why you two were asleep on top of each other!” Jeff responds, an angry look on his face.

the room was silent. No one knew what to say.

“What’s your name, son.” Jeff turned his head to you, prompting you to answer the question.

“Oh, it’s uhh, Y/n, Y/n L/n…” you stood there awkwardly.

“Do your Parents know you’re here?” Rio chimes in.

“Uh, well. I told them I was hanging out with Miles, just not where… they didn’t ask.” You respond, not really knowing what to say.

“Miles, why did you invite a boy we have never met or even heard about to our house?” The woman looks over to her son, a angered frown on her face.

“Well…” Miles starts to speak.

“You better not lie to us again Miles.” Jeff adds.

“Lie? What lie? I’m not lying!” Miles responds defensively.

“I think I should go-“ you start to get ready to leave before Miles grabs your hand, giving you a pleading look.

“I think we should…” Miles trails off, hoping you understand what he’s getting at.

“It’s your choice.” Was all you said. Miles gave you a nod and intertwined his fingers with yours, turning himself back to face his parents.

With a deep breath he prepares to speak. “Mom. Dad. This… is my… boyfriend, his name is Y/n. Y/n, these are my parents, Jeff and Rio Morales…”

“It’s nice to meet yo-“ you were cut off by the two parents engulfing your boyfriend in a hug, leaving you standing there awkwardly. Miles soon dropped your hand from his to pat his parents on the back as a signal to be let go.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Y/n.” Jeff pulls away from his son to shake your hand.

“Would you like to stay for dinner?” Rio turns to you as she asks the question, a smile on your face.

Miles smiles, his anxiety of rejection calming. He was happy that his parents were accepting.

“Sure, I’d like dinner.” You smile as well, eyes meeting with your boyfriend’s.

“Also mister.” Rio looks to her son. “You’re grounded, two weeks.” She walks towards the kitchen after dropping the news.

“Wait what?” Miles’ jaw drops.

“You don’t lie to your parents!” Jeff calls as he follows his wife to the kitchen, leaving you two alone again.

“That could have gone worse.” You laugh as soon as you were alone.

“Way, worse.” He grimaces, but then pulls you into a hug.

“Te amo.” He smiles, planting a small kiss onto your lips.

“I love you too.”

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