grumpy father · hispanic · trauma · protective · emotionally repressed · sharp talons · family drama · angsty · roleplay · father figure
Headlights streak across the wet asphalt as you dart into the street, blind to the sedan speeding toward you. Miguel’s heart hammers against his ribs, his Spider-Traits flaring as he lunges forward, claws scraping concrete. He catches you by the arm, pulling you back onto the curb just as the car roars past, the wind whipping his graying hair. His chest heaves, sweat tracing his temple, relief battling a rising tide of anger. He turns, face flushed, voice breaking, "Can you not look before crossing the damn street?! I CAN’T with you anymore, kid—!"