the spider-man of tomorrow, here to save today.

STATISTICS —

NAME: Miguel “Miggy” O’Hara. AGE: Twenty-six. FACECLAIM:  David Castañeda. ALIAS: Spider-Man. POWERS/SKILLS: Fangs — possesses elongated canine teeth but he cannot retract them. it’s hard for him to speak and hide them at the same time. his fangs produce a non-lethal venom that will paralyze his victim when they’re bitten. Talons — also possesses short retractable talons on the tips of all his fingers and toes. they are razor sharp. Organic Webbing Generation  — which he refers to sometimes as having spinnerets in both of his forearms. which means he doesn’t need web shooters since his body produces organic webs that are chemically identical to real spider silk. he uses them to swing from building to building. Everything else — genius-level intellect, accelerated healing factor, aging at a slow rate due to longevity, accelerated vision, superhuman durability, superhuman stamina, superhuman reflexes, superhuman agility, superhuman speed, accelerated decoy, superhuman strength, computer hacking, skilled hand-to-hand combatant, marksmanship and fluent in speaking spanish as well as english. ALLIANCE: Web Warriors and solo. THREAT LEVEL (OUT OF TEN): Ten. HISTORY FILE (LINK WIKI): Dossier. NOTABLE CHANGES FROM 2012 TO THE TIMELINE THEY WERE PULLED FROM: Miguel will be based off comics! He’s from Earth-928. He will have his holographic personal assistant Lyla with him in the past. She’s an artificial intelligence and her  hologram will always appear yellow in color. She’s unlike anything anyone has seen before and has developed a personality of her own over the years. Lyla aids Miguel in all of his adventures with as Spider-Man or in his personal life. He has a special device that connects them together. He’ll be wearing his blue and red suit!  He was wearing it underneath his clothes before getting brought to the past. He doesn’t know it’s a completely different universe from his own yet though. Miguel’s eyes are vibrant red and sensitive to light so he often wears sunglasses. I’m also going to toss out the canon that his timeline was destroyed in recent storylines. It still exists, thank you. One more thing. He says ‘shock’ instead of ‘fuck’. It’s a future thing. LAST MEMORY BEFORE ENDING UP IN NYC, 2012: Celebrating New Years Eve and waiting to see what the year 2100 will bring.

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              (  @rewrittenstart​  )     ‘  now  stretch  forward  without  losing  your  balance  -  ’   she  says  ,   teaching  by  example  in  her  makeshift  THERAPY-YOGA  studio  that  she  definitely  didn’t  threaten  some  poor  wimpy  old  rich  man  into  giving  to  her  for  rehab  from  the  stark  tower  fall  down  .    ‘  focus  on  what’s  in  front  of  you  .  ’  

                    𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐋  𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊  has  been  one  of  jim’s  favorite  places  in  the  city  since  his  return  in  the  modern  age,  though  slightly  out  of  the  way  of  his  usual  routes.  it’s  beautiful  and  filled  to  the  brim  with  so  many  very  human  things,  and  it  makes  him  smile  slightly.  the  weather  is  cold,  but  the  air  around  him  warms  as  he  walks,  an  almost  unconscious  thing.  he  stops  by  a  bench,  hands  tucked  into  his  pockets  as  he  glances  at  the  other  occupant.  “  would  you  mind  if  i  sit  ?  “

( open  for  @rewrittenstart​.  )

it was sort of odd that he clarified that, because he thought peter was the only spider-man in this time. “fangs? now i’m intrigued,” he admitted. he admired them, quite impressed, really, but tried to maintain polite and not gawk. “is that normal of humans in 2099?” thor asked curiously. he felt a bit of pride wash over him. he was still alive, and more over, he had his own religion. “thorites. how fascinating. how did that happen? oh, really? you must be very important, then,” he settled. at the question, thor frowned and nodded, listening intently. now, if thor thought the fangs were interesting, this was truly fascinating. “you’ve lifted mjolnir?! that’s incredible! it’s enchanted, you know. ‘whosoever holds this hammer, if they be worthy, shall possess the power of thor,’” he recited by memory. “no wonder you are so important. mjolnir is very powerful. it gives you incredible power. power most mortals can’t wield. when did you get the opportunity?” he asked, full of curiosity. 

as he gradually learned about the different spider people in the vast multiverse, it was both confusing, and a comfort. for so long, peter felt like he was so alone. no, he wasn’t the only hero, and he didn’t have to carry the weight of things by himself, but it often felt like it. for ages, no one was doing what he was doing. knowing he wasn’t alone was comforting, even when no one else was around. but here? everyone seemed to be here. it was pretty wild, actually. kind of suspicious, if he thought about it too hard. it was a wonder he ever patrolled without seeing someone around. kind of a relief, too, honestly. not everyone knew his secret, which was how he liked it. as he spotted a friend a few blocks down, he sped up, dropping down next to him. “hey, man. how’s it going, being in the past for so long?” @greatguilt 

“  i’d  have  to  say  it’s  the  shared  experiences  that  makes  it  slightly  easier  for  us  to  trust  one  another  .  ”  at  least  it  is  for  jess  .  she  finds  a  level  of  comfort  to  know  that  there  are  others  like  her  .  and  she  can’t  help  but  take  in  the  younger  generation  of  spiders  .  provide  some  level  of  guidance  no  matter  how  messy  her  life  got  .  “  no  hate  to  tony  ,  he  knows  how  to  throw  a  good  party  ,  ”  she  chuckles  .  “  i  haven’t  actually  decided  .  maybe  another  bar  ?  you  got  any  suggestions  ?  ”

when scott first got out, he really had no idea what to do or where to go. he managed to get to the avengers, and that was a start, but he was still pretty lost. he hadn’t found cassie and he hadn’t found hope, which also meant he didn’t have a suit. he felt pretty useless, actually. but, he had managed to make a friend, and miguel was nice enough to let him live with him, which was extra great, because the place he found himself was just terrible. “so do you like, eat regular food?” he asked as he stood at the stovetop, pushing around some vegetables in a pan. @greatguilt​

“this is hell, isn’t it?” she asked, though she was mostly thinking aloud. she didn’t really believe in hell, but if she were to guess, this was it. it was either that, or sophie had actually been brought back to life, and she wasn’t really sure how she felt about either. @rewrittenstart​

thor had to admit he found it odd that in the future, there was another spider-man. he’d met spider-man, and he was very different. and how many people really would turn into a spider-man, anyway? it seemed highly unlikely that such a thing would happen to more than one person. “this must be especially odd for you, then,” he said with a smile. “are you the only spider-man in your time? am i not around much in 2099? i can’t imagine why i wouldn’t be. why yes! i find it fascinating that you somehow ended up here!”

“  nah  man,  you’re  completely  valid  for  feeling  that  way.  ”  miles  says,  admittingly  feeling  the  same  way.  normally  he  has  no  problem  with  large  gatherings  but  of  something  of  this  caliber  and  this  fancy,  it’s  foreign  to  him.  he’s  still  the  kid  who  grew  up  in  the  streets  of  brooklyn  with  a  single  mom  and  they  barely  made  it  by.  so,  to  say  he  was  uncomfortable  was  an  understatement.  the  mention  of  the  mexican  holiday  sparks  interest  in  miles,  his  family  celebrating  it  at  home  in  honor  of  his  father.  he’s  half  puerto  rican  but  he  grew  up  with  the  holiday,  so  it  brings  a  comforting  smile  to  his  features.  “  i’ve  never  been  to  the  celebrations  in  mexico  but  i’ve  seen  pictures.  ”  he  begins.  “  it’s  always  beautiful,  i  celebrate  it  with  my  momma  at  home.  ”

❝ you sound like a man who knows what he’s talking about, ❞ he remarks easily, & really, he should be more surprised by the implications of time travel, but he isn’t, not anymore. god, he misses the days when he was. he’d thought that the craziest thing he would face in his life was turning into a giant green rage monster, once. it’s — weird. missing the days when it was just him & hulk is weird. but he can’t even properly long for the life he had before. before he was hunted, before the avengers, before he caused so much harm. it seems so far away. like it happened to a completely different person, & maybe it did. maybe he’s changed, & maybe not for the better. ❝ i suppose i’m just slightly cynical, after everything. ❞ understatement of the century.

 at  this  point  in  time  , jess  is  sure  that  her  past  self  is  doing  business  in  london  .  but  it’s  nice  that  she  at  least  still  has  her  apartment  here  .  “  it’s  instinct  at  this  point  ,  y’know  ?  ”  and  acute  paranoia  but  let’s  not  focus  on  that  .  she  chuckles  ,  returning  the  smile  to  miguel  .  “  i  think  i’m  gonna  call  it  a  win  because  i  haven’t  thrown  a  single  punch  tonight  .  though  i’ve  come  close  ,  ”  she  lets  out  a  light  laugh  .  “  no  hate  to  tony  ,  pepper  and  diana  ,  ”  finally  reaches  up  to  untie  that  blasted  bowtie  .  “  but  this  gala  just  feels  like  a  little  too  much  given  the  predicament  we’re  in  .  ”

admittedly, there are a lot of people in this timeline that he is not familiar with. he isn’t really sure what happened. but when he heard that one of the people in this timeline was from a further future than the one he knew, he had to meet him. “you are from the year 2099, correct?” @greatguilt​

          ‘  only  if  your  date  isn’t  getting  drunk  without  you  .  ’    her  date  is  …  around  here  .   somewhere  .   probably  getting  drunk  without  her  ,   which  is  so  unfortunate  really  .   but  it’s  okay  ,    lorna’s  used  to  being  alone  .    ‘  or  if  your  date  is  getting  drunk  with  you  .   did  you  come  with  anyone ?  ’    she  asks  with  a  raise  of  her  brow  ,   interest  peaking  when  he  mentions  2099  .    ‘  which  xmen ?  oh  -  everything  they  do  is  for  humans  ,   they  don’t  even  help  their  own  species  .  ’  

anya winks at the other’s response with a chuckle and a click of her tongue “thanks, well you see sometimes you just have to get shitfaced to enjoy yourself.” she says with a shrug and a grin. truthfully anya wasn’t the type of person to be in these types of places but she went for the sake of mingling with others and a lot of alcohol would have to be involved. her eyes follow his hand as he shows her the suit and she chuckles to herself and raises her glass “bottoms up, my friend, first of many.” she replies as her gaze runs over the many bright suits in display “let’s see who will end up carrying who home.”

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How shit-faced could any of them really get? Miguel is curious just how many of the superpowers individuals were immune to the effects of alcohol?  He might sober up quicker due to his regeneration factor but at least he’s able to feel it for a little while. He wouldn’t view this as a waste of time anyway since it’s a bonding activity with Anya. “Especially when it comes to attending events like this.” He still thinks that there are better ways to learn about your allies. You won’t know how well you’d fight alongside someone by mingling in dress shoes and drinking alcoholic beverages. Miguel is trying to enjoy himself and in this moment? He absolutely is. “Just no swinging while intoxicated. I’ve never done it but I’m sure that’s very messy.” The spider nudges the other gently with his elbow before downing his first shot.  Maybe they should order a few rounds of shots to have them ready with the rate this is going to go. This is a nice way to let loose too that’s for sure. “Now lets see what else we can find . . . “

        brow  raises  up  at  him  ,   shaking  her  head  .    ‘  i  guess  the  hell  not  .  ’    which  is  disappointing  .    ‘  i  was  expecting  small  portions  ,   but  the  taste  just  …  ’   mj  frowns  a  bit  .    ‘  what  did  you  have  in  mind ?  i’m  desperate  .  ’  

tony was sure that the explanation felt like it was needed, but surely in the time this guy was from, he had heard of tony stark, right? he maybe didn’t have quite this level of tech available, but he understood it. “yeah, no, i get that. i have one, too. he doesn’t have a visualization, though. can’t do like physical things, like bring me a cup of coffee or something. but he’s laced through this place. runs the place, really. i used to see him as middle aged man, but now i just see vision when he speaks,” he explained. “though the vision and i share a voice, i am not him, nor he i, sir,” jarvis added. “yeah, yeah, i know. i was there, remember?” tony offered a grin to the hologram, though he felt it was unnecessary even as he did. “nice to meet you, lyla. how did she manage to come with you on your long trek through the ages?”