Sup The song is called after dark, I think your autocorrect messed up or sum Also, you forgot Right through me- the home team It's the third to last and starts where you timestamped shelter
@@hijmfujjn3613 It's in every single playlist, if I want a playlist of based of a character or theme, i'd want to resemble that, not want it to sound sexy or all this lovey dovey stuff.
Remembering his behaviors and it causes, how sad his past is, and the moment of losing his daughter, the way his face often faded while listening to this playlist for him and looking at him meanwhile that, making me upset and wanna cry ngl
You are spiderman (???). You and Miguel O' Hara as in 2099 spiderman share the same thing. You two jumped into a counter part of your loved ones. Yourself was your brother and 'you' in that universe were living a peaceful and happy life. Until that counterpart of yours got killed by a mere someone (Just think who it was : >). So you stepped in to take your place and lived with your brother until.. Your presence of a different 'you' being there disrupted a "canon event", a fixed point in that universe's timeline, and created an anomaly that shattered that universe and erased everyone in it, including your little brother. Left cold and guilt-ridden after that event, you sought to investigate the multiverse as best you could so as to properly protect it and stop similar events from occurring. (Time Skip) As you woke up on your bed as your forehead has sweats as you clearly remember the past,present and the gulit you have on yourself. As you wipe your sweat away, you keep having some old memories yet you can't call out who it is since it been a decade you met that person and that person left your universe since he was from '2099' instead of yours. You stood up and stand at the celling smoking as you wander your eyes around the parts of your celling. You still remembered your brother died in both your universe and the universe you take part in. The more you think, the more it gets on your nerves as you grit your teeth and throw the cigerette your holding minutes ago. As someone catch your cigerette as he landed himself on your ralling as it appeared it's the person you kept on forgetting **Miguel O' Hara**. Miguel looked at you with his usual expression he used to have but you noticed something, a certain emotion?.. You couldn't tell since it's been a long time you analyze people emotions and read them like a genuine book. As Miguel open his mouth then closes it as he was thinking about something as he said "**I know it's been a long time since I met you (your name), I was wondering... If you want to join the spider society with me?..**" (Present) You two are now co-workers in the spider society ever since, every gulit you have slowly fades away and you are slowly putting every gulit away and step into new parts. You and Miguel created the Spider Society, a group of spider-like heroes from across the multiverse dedicated to eradicating anomalies and returning displaced individuals to their original universes. By the time a year had passed since the collider event, you two had amassed over a hundred heroes into the society. That was until someone who was in universe who goes by the name 'Miles Morales' refused to accept the fact that his father dying was a canon event, he escaped Miguel's prison and ran way, with Miguel and the rest of the Spider Society following in pursuit.
This is part 4 of my pov, the other three parts are in my original comment! -- After you an miguels conversation, he insisted you stay by his side all the time. “I just want to make sure you’re ok Y/N. I don’t want you hurting yourself again.” He says, placing a hand on your shoulder. “But sometimes i like having alone time! I can’t believe you sometimes.” you scoff, rolling your eyes. “You can get mad at me all you want, I’m not changing my mind. The less you whine the quicker the day will be over with and you can go back to your quarters.” he says, gesturing for you to follow him. You sigh and put your headphones on, drowning everything out. After a few hours of following miguel around, you start to get tired. You are both sitting at a table, while miguel is working on some kind of computer. You feel yourself drifting off into sleep, so you lay your head on the table, using your arms as a pillow. “Are you ok Y/N? It is getting pretty late.” Miguel says, looking over at you. You offer a little thumbs up, you head still on the table. “Just tired…” you say, yawning a little. He smiles at you, and gets up out of his chair. “I’ll take you back to your quarters. You seem exhausted.” he says, picking you up bridal style. By the time Miguel starts walking to your quarters, you’re already asleep. And since your a heavy sleeper, you don’t wake up at all while he’s carrying you. He makes it to your quarters and opens the door, taking a few steps in before looking around. He sets you on your bed, pulling the covers over you. He kisses your forehead, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “Que duermas bien querida. Te amo demasiado como para dejarte hacer esas cosas otra vez... Mi corazón se rompe cuando te veo llorar.” *Sleep well darling. I love you too much to let you do those things again.. My heart breaks when i see you cry* -- idk what to do for a part five so leave suggestions 🗣️🗣️🗣️
@@zielone_japko_biczaka_wcal7502 SHAJSJSKALSLD Dw bout it i creative juices are flowing again, i dont need ideas anymore lol! But ty, i try my best to write good, its a hobby of mine lol 💃🏼🕺
Wsgggg, so im gonna write a pov. i dont know how long its going to be or what its going to be like. i havent watched the movie yet, so forgive me if i get anything wrong TW- May have mentions of suicidal behavior, SH, SA or anything of that nature. If you find these topics triggering please proceed with caution. ofc i wont be describing these events, but there might be mentions of them. Lets begin~~ -------- You had always been the loner type. No friends, no family. No one there for you. So when Miguel approached you in your own dimension and asked for you to join the spider society, you were hesitant. “Your one of the strongest spiders out here in the multiverse. Something very bad is happening, and we need your help. I know you dont know me, but i know you. I atleast know about you. I know you dont trust easy, and this might seem strange, but i can help you understand.” Miguel shouts from across the rooftop, standing across from you in the pouring rain. You stand silently, thinking for a while. ‘What if hes tricking me.. like *they* did.. i cant let it happen again.. Should i really trust someone who came through a mysterious portal??’ you think to yourself. You sigh. “I.. I guess i can join you.. I-.. Whatever..” you stutter, slowly walking in his direction. “How do you know anything.. anything about me..? You dont.. You dont know about what happened, do you..?” you question, scared he might know what *they* did to you. “All i know are your capabilities and your name. Im Miguel O’Hara.” He says, holding a hand out for you to shake. You just stare at it. He hesitantly brings his hand away, clearing his throat. “I see your not the social type.” he says, trying to learn more about you before going back to the H.Q. You nod curtly, not wanting to say to much to this mystery man. “Am i really.. Am i really one of the strongest spiders..? I dont even want to be a superhero.. I dont like it..” you think outloud, staring down at the ground. Miguel nods. “You are. Thats why i’m asking you to join the Spider Society. We need your help.” You sigh. “Strange.. Oh well. What do you other spiders do in this.. spider society..? Are they from different universes too?” you question. Miguel nods again. “We remove anomalies from places they arent supposed to be.” (sorry i havent watched the movie lmao idk exactly what they do). You have a quizzical look on your face under your mask. “That sounds… interesting.” you drag. Miguel sighs. “i can take you back to the H.Q and i can explain it more. Just follow me.” -- *two weeks later* Joining the spider society hasnt changed you. You’re still a loner, you dont talk or make friends. You never take your mask off unless your alone. Although most of the spiders respect you and understand that you may be uncomfortable here, a few have pushed your boundaries and caused.. old habits.. to resurface. The knife hidden in your drawer tells a silent story of tragic episodes and sleepless nights. The memories of *them* and what they did, what they said, resurface more each night, within every nightmare. You try to push away the calling, but the small voice in your head says otherwise. *End it.* *Jump* *no one will care anyways* *You wont be missed* Its getting harder and harder to sleep. To eat. To focus. To wake up. you lean on the railing that lines the rooftop, lost in thought. You hold your mask in your hands, looking down at it with disdain and anger. “I didnt want this.. i didnt need this. I just want to be a normal person again. I wish that stupid spider never bit me so i would never have to wear this stupid mask..” you whisper, as silent tears travel down your face. Your thoughts are broken by a familiar voice. “I knew you’d be up here. Oh. You.. You have your mask off. You never take it off.” Miguel says, clearly confused. You stay with your back turned to him, and you chuckle sadly. “I do take it off, only when im alone. I thought i was alone up here.. i guess not.” You look up at the night sky as rain starts to sprinkle down, mixing with your salty tears. Miguel walks to stand beside you. “This is the first time im seeing your face clearly.. Why.. why do you always keep your mask on..?” He asks, watching you. You shrug, moving the back of your palm across your cheek to wipe away some of the tears. “I cant stand to look at myself for too long. It makes me.. remember that night. I’ll never forget what happened.. but when i look at myself in the mirror, i see the broken person i am. I see the person that broke me. I see the ones that i lost.” Miguel sighs. “I know what it feels like. to look in the mirror and not recognize who you see in the reflection.” You stay silent, letting the warm tears trailing down your face mix with the soft sprinkle of rain coming from the clouds above. “Its getting harder.. harder to eat.. harder to sleep.. harder to focus. Its getting harder to resist the urge to end it all. Yet i still get up and suffer. for nothing. Just to end the day with nightmares and bloody cuts. I dont want to wear the stupid suit or the stupid mask. i dont want the dumb webs or the powers. I want to be normal.” Your hands start to shake as you stare at the mask in them. Miguel hesitates for a moment, before placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. “I dont.. I dont know what you went through, i wont know what it feels like. But i care about you.. and i can guarantee theres other spiders here that care too. I cant stand to see anyone, especially you, go through this alone. hurting yourself is never the way to deal with this kind of thing. I know you dont like talking or that kind of stuff, but i am always here for you. if you ever feel the urge to hurt yourself, come talk to me. Talk to someone you trust.” You sighs and look over at him. You realize this is the first time hes really seen you without your mask. You look away and look back down at your mask. “You shouldnt hide yourself away from people who want to know you. Dont hide from me. I..I like seeing you without your mask.” Miguel says, offering an anxious smile. You try not to smile. “Thank you.. i havent.. i havent had anyone say something so nice in.. in years.” you whisper. He chuckles. “Thats a shame, your a very compliment worthy person in my humble opinion.” He then becomes serious again. “Im not lying though. please, come talk to me if your feeling the need to hurt yourself. You can talk to me about what happened, i wont judge you. I want to help you. I care about you. I’ll start checking in on you, asking if you’ve eaten anything or had anything to drink. And if anyone pushes your boundaries and makes you feel uncomfortable, tell me. I’ll deal with them.” you hesitantly nod, looking at him again. “Ok. Thats.. Thats fine.” He smiles. “Ok, now lets go back to H.Q. Your pretty soaked and i dont want you to catch a cold or something from the rain.” ----- PART TWO IN REPLIES POOKIES 🧍♀️
PART TWO🧍♀️🧍♀️🧍♀️🧍♀️ ---- A few days have passed since your conversation with Miguel. You’re trying your best to be more confident and talk to others more. You take your mask off more and more each day, and you actually make a few new friends. But the feeling is still there. The voice. *They dont care about you.* *Why would anyone talk to you?* *No one likes you.* The voice gets louder and louder the more you ignore it, but you keep your thoughts and harmful actions to yourself. You dont want to burden anyone with your selfish problems. You find yourself sitting at a random table, reading a book with your headphones on. You’ve blocked the outside world out for a while, hoping to find some peace. Unfortunately that isnt the case. Unbeknownst to you, someone enters the room you are in, approaching you silently. (pretend they are another spider man that like bullies you or whatevs). Once they finally reach you, they snatch your headphones off your head, scaring you. “Hey looser! What are you doing? Something boring i bet, just like you.” they snicker, holding the headphones out of your reach. You try your best to get them back, but its no use. “Please give them back!!” you say, tears starting to fill your eyes. They snicker and shake their head. “No looser, im not gonna give them back. I think im gonna keep them.” they say, looking at the headphones. “No, you’re gonna give them their headphones back. Now.” a voice that you recognize as Miguel shouts from behind you. The person in front of you stares, before sighing. “F-Fine, whatever. Heres your headphones back looser.” they say, throwing the headphones in your direction. You move to catch them. you turn to Miguel. “Thank you. They probably would have broken my headphones if you didnt show up.” You say, slightly embarrassed. “Its nothing. Are you ok? I hope they didnt hurt you.” he asks, slightly raising an eyebrow. You shake your head. “No, they just called me a few mean names. i’ve learned to ignore it though.” Miguel sighs. “Im sorry that they’ve been doing this to you. How about I sit with you to make sure they dont come back and do anything again?” You think for a moment, before nodding. “Thats fine. You dont have to, but if you want to thats fine.” You put the headphones back on and sit back down, resuming your place in the book. Miguel sits down in the chair across from you, smiling. He watches you concentrate and occasionally tap your fingers on the table to the beat of your music. ‘They’re so perfect.. why do such bad things happen to people like them..’ he thinks to himself, watching you. He wishes he could keep you safe from everything. To take away your pain. To help you forget. He loves the way you smile, your hair, the way your eyes sparkle with excitement when you talk about things you love. Everything you do its beautiful to him. Your voice is like music to his ears. If only he had the courage to say these things to you… But for now he’ll settle for saying them when you cant hear, like now for example. ---- WSGGG so idk if this is good or nah my head hurts rn so yeah. if you want a pt 2 lmk and give me ideas because idk what to write maybe you or him is injured IDK 🧍♀️ anyways hope you enjoyed
@@zielone_japko_biczaka_wcal7502 TYYY ima try to work on part 3 i got home earlier than expected, and i’ll work on the other pov as well, i’ll tag you dw
PART 3 🫄🫄🫄 --------- You rub your eye with your hand, staring at the ceiling. ‘Waking up after a failed attempt is the worst feeling..’ you think to yourself. You quickly bandage any signs of harm or cuts anywhere on you, and you stare at yourself in the mirror. “With my suit on, no one knows.. No one knows what i did, what happened.. They don’t see the pain..” you whisper to yourself, wiping your eyes. You sigh and grab your headphones, and put your mask on before leaving your quarters. Unsurprisingly, Miguel is standing on the other side of the door. “Hey Querida(darling), how are you holding up?” he asks. You tilt your head slightly at the word ‘Querida’. “What did you call me? You know i don’t know spanish Miguel.” You say, fidgeting with your headphones to distract yourself from the pain in your arms. He shakes his head. “Nothing, ignore what i said. Are you ok so far? I noticed you left to go to your quarters quite early.” You nod, hoping he doesnt notice anything out of the ordinary. “Yeah, i’m fine. I was just really tired.” you say, flashing a fake smile. ‘hopefully im doing a good job convincing him..’ you think to yourself. He stares at you for a few seconds before nodding. “Ok, just checking. Have you had anything to eat or drink yet?” He asks, holding out a random granola bar to you. You snicker slightly at the granola bar and take it from him. “No, i’ll drink some water or something later. I’ll be fine for right now.” You take your mask off and open the granola bar, taking a small bite to taste it first. “Do i have anything important to do today? I know you always say we dont have time for breaks but don’t you think i’ve been working pretty hard lately?” you ask between bites. Miguel thinks for a moment. “Not really, you can help me sort a few files or information, but for the most part i dont have too much for you to do.” He says. You sigh in relief. “That’s great, i really do not feel like doing any work.” you say, finishing your granola bar and scrunching up the wrapper. “Lets get to it then, so i can go lay back down and get some more rest.” --- Miguels pov- I can tell they are lying. Something is off. They way they’re standing, how they’re talking.. It’s not like them. I just hope they didn’t do anything to hurt themselves while i wasn’t around to help. I watch them do what I told them to, and i can’t help but stare. They’re so beautiful.. Why do they think they aren’t enough? I know i shouldn’t have said anything, but i can’t bear it any longer. “Why do you hurt yourself Y/N?” i blurt out when they take their headphones off. They stare at me, wide eyed and almost embarrassed. “I.. don’t think i know why. I just do. I also don’t think this is a good time to talk about that..” you say, looking around a little bit. “Listen to me. I care about you to much to let you do this. You mean so much to me, you don’t even understand. Please, don’t.. don’t do it again. I don’t care what you think of me, but i know that i care about you alot. You have no idea. Stay strong for me, ok? Do it for me. I promise, if you need anything, i will get it for you.” He says, pulling you into a hug. You stand there for a few seconds before tears start to cloud your vision, and spill out onto your face. “I’m glad.. I’m glad that you worry about me when no one else does.” you sniffle, hugging him back. He nods. “Siempre estaré aquí para ti, sin importar el día o la hora. No entiendes lo mucho que te amo. Para mi significas el mundo…” he whispers. *I will always be here for you, no matter the day or time. You dont understand how much i love you. You mean the world to me.* -------- pt 4 will come out later this week dw i will try my best lmao
of course it starts with fucking portwave shadow lady, the song that i still listen from time to time, OF COURSE IT DOES god why is it so accurate. help.
New sub
Sup
The song is called after dark, I think your autocorrect messed up or sum
Also, you forgot
Right through me- the home team
It's the third to last and starts where you timestamped shelter
@@timetraveller1233 Thank you dearie
@@TheKnaveArlecchinoFather Np, and you have a good day too :D
He's gonna say it's a cannon event and tell u to move on lmao
Finally, an actual good Miguel playlist that doesn't have annoying songs
I'm glad you liked it)
fr i hate these corny songs like “ride it”
@@hijmfujjn3613 oh mah god...... i hate you >:(
@@hijmfujjn3613 It's in every single playlist, if I want a playlist of based of a character or theme, i'd want to resemble that, not want it to sound sexy or all this lovey dovey stuff.
Ну хотят люди романтизировать мужчину красивого, пускай романтизируют. Никто не умер
Remembering his behaviors and it causes, how sad his past is, and the moment of losing his daughter, the way his face often faded while listening to this playlist for him and looking at him meanwhile that, making me upset and wanna cry ngl
Really like this playlist, kinda give the pov that y/n is linked to Miguel's mind and has violent flashbacks of Miguels memories and truamas😮
You are spiderman (???). You and Miguel O' Hara as in 2099 spiderman share the same thing. You two jumped into a counter part of your loved ones. Yourself was your brother and 'you' in that universe were living a peaceful and happy life. Until that counterpart of yours got killed by a mere someone (Just think who it was : >). So you stepped in to take your place and lived with your brother until.. Your presence of a different 'you' being there disrupted a "canon event", a fixed point in that universe's timeline, and created an anomaly that shattered that universe and erased everyone in it, including your little brother. Left cold and guilt-ridden after that event, you sought to investigate the multiverse as best you could so as to properly protect it and stop similar events from occurring.
(Time Skip)
As you woke up on your bed as your forehead has sweats as you clearly remember the past,present and the gulit you have on yourself. As you wipe your sweat away, you keep having some old memories yet you can't call out who it is since it been a decade you met that person and that person left your universe since he was from '2099' instead of yours. You stood up and stand at the celling smoking as you wander your eyes around the parts of your celling. You still remembered your brother died in both your universe and the universe you take part in. The more you think, the more it gets on your nerves as you grit your teeth and throw the cigerette your holding minutes ago. As someone catch your cigerette as he landed himself on your ralling as it appeared it's the person you kept on forgetting **Miguel O' Hara**.
Miguel looked at you with his usual expression he used to have but you noticed something, a certain emotion?.. You couldn't tell since it's been a long time you analyze people emotions and read them like a genuine book. As Miguel open his mouth then closes it as he was thinking about something as he said "**I know it's been a long time since I met you (your name), I was wondering... If you want to join the spider society with me?..**"
(Present)
You two are now co-workers in the spider society ever since, every gulit you have slowly fades away and you are slowly putting every gulit away and step into new parts. You and Miguel created the Spider Society, a group of spider-like heroes from across the multiverse dedicated to eradicating anomalies and returning displaced individuals to their original universes. By the time a year had passed since the collider event, you two had amassed over a hundred heroes into the society. That was until someone who was in universe who goes by the name 'Miles Morales' refused to accept the fact that his father dying was a canon event, he escaped Miguel's prison and ran way, with Miguel and the rest of the Spider Society following in pursuit.
This shit got me in tears reading this story, thank you i'm going to come back to this and read this
This is part 4 of my pov, the other three parts are in my original comment!
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After you an miguels conversation, he insisted you stay by his side all the time.
“I just want to make sure you’re ok Y/N. I don’t want you hurting yourself again.” He says, placing a hand on your shoulder.
“But sometimes i like having alone time! I can’t believe you sometimes.” you scoff, rolling your eyes.
“You can get mad at me all you want, I’m not changing my mind. The less you whine the quicker the day will be over with and you can go back to your quarters.” he says, gesturing for you to follow him.
You sigh and put your headphones on, drowning everything out.
After a few hours of following miguel around, you start to get tired.
You are both sitting at a table, while miguel is working on some kind of computer.
You feel yourself drifting off into sleep, so you lay your head on the table, using your arms as a pillow.
“Are you ok Y/N? It is getting pretty late.” Miguel says, looking over at you.
You offer a little thumbs up, you head still on the table. “Just tired…” you say, yawning a little.
He smiles at you, and gets up out of his chair. “I’ll take you back to your quarters. You seem exhausted.” he says, picking you up bridal style.
By the time Miguel starts walking to your quarters, you’re already asleep. And since your a heavy sleeper, you don’t wake up at all while he’s carrying you.
He makes it to your quarters and opens the door, taking a few steps in before looking around.
He sets you on your bed, pulling the covers over you.
He kisses your forehead, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear.
“Que duermas bien querida. Te amo demasiado como para dejarte hacer esas cosas otra vez... Mi corazón se rompe cuando te veo llorar.”
*Sleep well darling. I love you too much to let you do those things again.. My heart breaks when i see you cry*
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idk what to do for a part five so leave suggestions 🗣️🗣️🗣️
Thank you for your work💃👏
I have no idea what suggestion to give JDKS
@@zielone_japko_biczaka_wcal7502 SHAJSJSKALSLD Dw bout it i creative juices are flowing again, i dont need ideas anymore lol! But ty, i try my best to write good, its a hobby of mine lol 💃🏼🕺
@@Daddy_Lorax_42069 A very nice hobby I might add👀
the way i'd ask him "wanna play pokemon go across the universes to see which pokemon we get" as a date idea LMFAO
I like this artwork his eyes are so captivating
I can relate to him. In truma and lost...but i know it effects him deeply like me....hearts connected together❤
Wsgggg, so im gonna write a pov. i dont know how long its going to be or what its going to be like. i havent watched the movie yet, so forgive me if i get anything wrong
TW- May have mentions of suicidal behavior, SH, SA or anything of that nature. If you find these topics triggering please proceed with caution. ofc i wont be describing these events, but there might be mentions of them. Lets begin~~
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You had always been the loner type. No friends, no family. No one there for you. So when Miguel approached you in your own dimension and asked for you to join the spider society, you were hesitant.
“Your one of the strongest spiders out here in the multiverse. Something very bad is happening, and we need your help. I know you dont know me, but i know you. I atleast know about you. I know you dont trust easy, and this might seem strange, but i can help you understand.” Miguel shouts from across the rooftop, standing across from you in the pouring rain.
You stand silently, thinking for a while. ‘What if hes tricking me.. like *they* did.. i cant let it happen again.. Should i really trust someone who came through a mysterious portal??’ you think to yourself.
You sigh. “I.. I guess i can join you.. I-.. Whatever..” you stutter, slowly walking in his direction. “How do you know anything.. anything about me..? You dont.. You dont know about what happened, do you..?” you question, scared he might know what *they* did to you.
“All i know are your capabilities and your name. Im Miguel O’Hara.” He says, holding a hand out for you to shake. You just stare at it. He hesitantly brings his hand away, clearing his throat.
“I see your not the social type.” he says, trying to learn more about you before going back to the H.Q. You nod curtly, not wanting to say to much to this mystery man.
“Am i really.. Am i really one of the strongest spiders..? I dont even want to be a superhero.. I dont like it..” you think outloud, staring down at the ground.
Miguel nods. “You are. Thats why i’m asking you to join the Spider Society. We need your help.”
You sigh. “Strange.. Oh well. What do you other spiders do in this.. spider society..? Are they from different universes too?” you question.
Miguel nods again. “We remove anomalies from places they arent supposed to be.” (sorry i havent watched the movie lmao idk exactly what they do).
You have a quizzical look on your face under your mask. “That sounds… interesting.” you drag.
Miguel sighs. “i can take you back to the H.Q and i can explain it more. Just follow me.”
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*two weeks later*
Joining the spider society hasnt changed you. You’re still a loner, you dont talk or make friends. You never take your mask off unless your alone. Although most of the spiders respect you and understand that you may be uncomfortable here, a few have pushed your boundaries and caused.. old habits.. to resurface.
The knife hidden in your drawer tells a silent story of tragic episodes and sleepless nights. The memories of *them* and what they did, what they said, resurface more each night, within every nightmare. You try to push away the calling, but the small voice in your head says otherwise.
*End it.*
*Jump*
*no one will care anyways*
*You wont be missed*
Its getting harder and harder to sleep. To eat. To focus. To wake up.
you lean on the railing that lines the rooftop, lost in thought. You hold your mask in your hands, looking down at it with disdain and anger.
“I didnt want this.. i didnt need this. I just want to be a normal person again. I wish that stupid spider never bit me so i would never have to wear this stupid mask..” you whisper, as silent tears travel down your face.
Your thoughts are broken by a familiar voice.
“I knew you’d be up here. Oh. You.. You have your mask off. You never take it off.” Miguel says, clearly confused.
You stay with your back turned to him, and you chuckle sadly. “I do take it off, only when im alone. I thought i was alone up here.. i guess not.”
You look up at the night sky as rain starts to sprinkle down, mixing with your salty tears. Miguel walks to stand beside you.
“This is the first time im seeing your face clearly.. Why.. why do you always keep your mask on..?” He asks, watching you.
You shrug, moving the back of your palm across your cheek to wipe away some of the tears. “I cant stand to look at myself for too long. It makes me.. remember that night. I’ll never forget what happened.. but when i look at myself in the mirror, i see the broken person i am. I see the person that broke me. I see the ones that i lost.”
Miguel sighs. “I know what it feels like. to look in the mirror and not recognize who you see in the reflection.”
You stay silent, letting the warm tears trailing down your face mix with the soft sprinkle of rain coming from the clouds above.
“Its getting harder.. harder to eat.. harder to sleep.. harder to focus. Its getting harder to resist the urge to end it all. Yet i still get up and suffer. for nothing. Just to end the day with nightmares and bloody cuts. I dont want to wear the stupid suit or the stupid mask. i dont want the dumb webs or the powers. I want to be normal.”
Your hands start to shake as you stare at the mask in them.
Miguel hesitates for a moment, before placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. “I dont.. I dont know what you went through, i wont know what it feels like. But i care about you.. and i can guarantee theres other spiders here that care too. I cant stand to see anyone, especially you, go through this alone. hurting yourself is never the way to deal with this kind of thing. I know you dont like talking or that kind of stuff, but i am always here for you. if you ever feel the urge to hurt yourself, come talk to me. Talk to someone you trust.”
You sighs and look over at him. You realize this is the first time hes really seen you without your mask. You look away and look back down at your mask.
“You shouldnt hide yourself away from people who want to know you. Dont hide from me. I..I like seeing you without your mask.” Miguel says, offering an anxious smile.
You try not to smile. “Thank you.. i havent.. i havent had anyone say something so nice in.. in years.” you whisper.
He chuckles. “Thats a shame, your a very compliment worthy person in my humble opinion.” He then becomes serious again. “Im not lying though. please, come talk to me if your feeling the need to hurt yourself. You can talk to me about what happened, i wont judge you. I want to help you. I care about you. I’ll start checking in on you, asking if you’ve eaten anything or had anything to drink. And if anyone pushes your boundaries and makes you feel uncomfortable, tell me. I’ll deal with them.”
you hesitantly nod, looking at him again. “Ok. Thats.. Thats fine.”
He smiles. “Ok, now lets go back to H.Q. Your pretty soaked and i dont want you to catch a cold or something from the rain.”
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PART TWO IN REPLIES POOKIES 🧍♀️
PART TWO🧍♀️🧍♀️🧍♀️🧍♀️
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A few days have passed since your conversation with Miguel. You’re trying your best to be more confident and talk to others more.
You take your mask off more and more each day, and you actually make a few new friends. But the feeling is still there. The voice.
*They dont care about you.*
*Why would anyone talk to you?*
*No one likes you.*
The voice gets louder and louder the more you ignore it, but you keep your thoughts and harmful actions to yourself. You dont want to burden anyone with your selfish problems.
You find yourself sitting at a random table, reading a book with your headphones on. You’ve blocked the outside world out for a while, hoping to find some peace. Unfortunately that isnt the case.
Unbeknownst to you, someone enters the room you are in, approaching you silently. (pretend they are another spider man that like bullies you or whatevs). Once they finally reach you, they snatch your headphones off your head, scaring you.
“Hey looser! What are you doing? Something boring i bet, just like you.” they snicker, holding the headphones out of your reach. You try your best to get them back, but its no use.
“Please give them back!!” you say, tears starting to fill your eyes.
They snicker and shake their head. “No looser, im not gonna give them back. I think im gonna keep them.” they say, looking at the headphones.
“No, you’re gonna give them their headphones back. Now.” a voice that you recognize as Miguel shouts from behind you. The person in front of you stares, before sighing.
“F-Fine, whatever. Heres your headphones back looser.” they say, throwing the headphones in your direction. You move to catch them. you turn to Miguel.
“Thank you. They probably would have broken my headphones if you didnt show up.” You say, slightly embarrassed.
“Its nothing. Are you ok? I hope they didnt hurt you.” he asks, slightly raising an eyebrow.
You shake your head. “No, they just called me a few mean names. i’ve learned to ignore it though.”
Miguel sighs. “Im sorry that they’ve been doing this to you. How about I sit with you to make sure they dont come back and do anything again?”
You think for a moment, before nodding. “Thats fine. You dont have to, but if you want to thats fine.” You put the headphones back on and sit back down, resuming your place in the book.
Miguel sits down in the chair across from you, smiling. He watches you concentrate and occasionally tap your fingers on the table to the beat of your music.
‘They’re so perfect.. why do such bad things happen to people like them..’ he thinks to himself, watching you.
He wishes he could keep you safe from everything. To take away your pain. To help you forget. He loves the way you smile, your hair, the way your eyes sparkle with excitement when you talk about things you love. Everything you do its beautiful to him. Your voice is like music to his ears.
If only he had the courage to say these things to you… But for now he’ll settle for saying them when you cant hear, like now for example.
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WSGGG so idk if this is good or nah my head hurts rn so yeah. if you want a pt 2 lmk and give me ideas because idk what to write maybe you or him is injured IDK 🧍♀️ anyways hope you enjoyed
@@Daddy_Lorax_42069JSDJAJ YOUR POVS ARE THE BEST AHAH Another one I love😂❤️
@@zielone_japko_biczaka_wcal7502 TYYY ima try to work on part 3 i got home earlier than expected, and i’ll work on the other pov as well, i’ll tag you dw
@@Daddy_Lorax_42069 Oh my god appreciate it😂❤️
PART 3 🫄🫄🫄
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You rub your eye with your hand, staring at the ceiling. ‘Waking up after a failed attempt is the worst feeling..’ you think to yourself. You quickly bandage any signs of harm or cuts anywhere on you, and you stare at yourself in the mirror.
“With my suit on, no one knows.. No one knows what i did, what happened.. They don’t see the pain..” you whisper to yourself, wiping your eyes. You sigh and grab your headphones, and put your mask on before leaving your quarters.
Unsurprisingly, Miguel is standing on the other side of the door. “Hey Querida(darling), how are you holding up?” he asks.
You tilt your head slightly at the word ‘Querida’. “What did you call me? You know i don’t know spanish Miguel.” You say, fidgeting with your headphones to distract yourself from the pain in your arms.
He shakes his head. “Nothing, ignore what i said. Are you ok so far? I noticed you left to go to your quarters quite early.”
You nod, hoping he doesnt notice anything out of the ordinary. “Yeah, i’m fine. I was just really tired.” you say, flashing a fake smile. ‘hopefully im doing a good job convincing him..’ you think to yourself.
He stares at you for a few seconds before nodding. “Ok, just checking. Have you had anything to eat or drink yet?” He asks, holding out a random granola bar to you.
You snicker slightly at the granola bar and take it from him. “No, i’ll drink some water or something later. I’ll be fine for right now.” You take your mask off and open the granola bar, taking a small bite to taste it first.
“Do i have anything important to do today? I know you always say we dont have time for breaks but don’t you think i’ve been working pretty hard lately?” you ask between bites.
Miguel thinks for a moment. “Not really, you can help me sort a few files or information, but for the most part i dont have too much for you to do.” He says.
You sigh in relief. “That’s great, i really do not feel like doing any work.” you say, finishing your granola bar and scrunching up the wrapper. “Lets get to it then, so i can go lay back down and get some more rest.”
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Miguels pov-
I can tell they are lying. Something is off. They way they’re standing, how they’re talking.. It’s not like them. I just hope they didn’t do anything to hurt themselves while i wasn’t around to help.
I watch them do what I told them to, and i can’t help but stare. They’re so beautiful.. Why do they think they aren’t enough?
I know i shouldn’t have said anything, but i can’t bear it any longer. “Why do you hurt yourself Y/N?” i blurt out when they take their headphones off.
They stare at me, wide eyed and almost embarrassed. “I.. don’t think i know why. I just do. I also don’t think this is a good time to talk about that..” you say, looking around a little bit.
“Listen to me. I care about you to much to let you do this. You mean so much to me, you don’t even understand. Please, don’t.. don’t do it again. I don’t care what you think of me, but i know that i care about you alot. You have no idea. Stay strong for me, ok? Do it for me. I promise, if you need anything, i will get it for you.” He says, pulling you into a hug.
You stand there for a few seconds before tears start to cloud your vision, and spill out onto your face. “I’m glad.. I’m glad that you worry about me when no one else does.” you sniffle, hugging him back.
He nods. “Siempre estaré aquí para ti, sin importar el día o la hora. No entiendes lo mucho que te amo. Para mi significas el mundo…” he whispers.
*I will always be here for you, no matter the day or time. You dont understand how much i love you. You mean the world to me.*
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pt 4 will come out later this week dw i will try my best lmao
Wth this playlist deserves more views- this has to be the best Miguel pov playlist ever
i made an Ai bot of him cry by telling him about ny middle school phase💀
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I fucked up almost all the chats with Miguel-.... I have 10+ of them..
Wooow, what a really good playlist!!! I almost can imagine everything,,, i love that the order in the songs actually tell you something!!!
This is a GORGEOUS playlist! I look forward to if you have any more of these planned 🙏
Thank you! I want to make more playlists, but it’s about take some time 😅
@@coffee_cup_story Perfectly fine! Best to let it happen when it happens 🙏💕
of course it starts with fucking portwave shadow lady, the song that i still listen from time to time, OF COURSE IT DOES god why is it so accurate. help.
I love this playlist! All the rest are way too trashy / annoying. This one is easy to listen to. Awesome job 💕
Now why am I sad 🫡
Esta playlist lo es todo...
your art is incredible!
I lost a kitten that I raisedand Sleep with me every night It helped me get out of my depression.
As they say. I hope your well
Bro that playlist is fire, thank you!
9:10 MIN WHAT IS THAT SONG
in the desc are the song name's just search which is
Heh 69 likes on the vid