Ways to tell me and @moongirlwidow apart in formal wear:
1) Vera wears more red than anything else, I mostly wear black or dark green
2) Vera wears dresses, I don’t
3) she looks like she could kill you and pin you against a wall, and you’d thank her. I just look like I could probably kill you if I bothered
(Example: her sort of clothes vs mine for a gala. Both tend to get even just black blazers)
4) for the love of god, Vera is about as white as you can get and has red and black hair. I’m black with dark brown hair which is often braided. If you can’t tell that apart you’re an idiot
5) the fucking name tags. Most of these events have name tags, they’ll tell you who’s Ms Jones and who’s Ms Volkov
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shit peter parker would tweet unprovoked on a tuesday afternoon (norman beat his ass and mj broke up with him for the 20th time)
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Mj: So what’s for dinner?
Peter: I can’t tell you, it’s a soup-prise!
Mj: …
Mj: Is it soup?
Peter: I soup-pose it could be! *winks*
Mj: Please, enough with the soup puns!
Peter: Wow, you’re soup-per mean.
Mj: STOP!
*one hour later*
Mj: It’s fucking spaghetti?!?!?!
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Fav phrase is "I just wanna put [character] in my pocket"
Like yeah I'm just gonna pick them right up, put them in my jacket pocket and leave
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Irondad fic ideas #157
The spell is almost complete, and MJ knows. She knows Peter's never going to come find them. He's going to let himself stay forgotten.
So as soon as he's swung away she opens her phone and types in the first chat she sees with Peter not in it: "May Parker's nephew the most boring white boy name Tony Stark's son Midtown decath I love him Ned's best friend about to be erased by magic DONT FORGET HIM FIND HIM."
She manages to add a few final notes just for her, to prove to her future self that she's really the one sending the message. She hits send just as the spell is sealed.
It turns out, the group chat she'd written in was the one for "FOS" (Friends of Spider-Man).
When she stumbles across the chat again, large sections of it's history are now blank, and she doesn't remember what the name stands for. But the members are still there: herself, Ned, May Parker, Happy Hogan, and Tony Stark.
So. Two dead people and May's ex boyfriend, who never bothers to respond. At least Ned is determined. And that "I love him" echoes in her head. They both begin to poke at the mystery, not really sure it'll ever be solved.
Little does she know, Tony Stark is not as dead as the whole world believes. And he's very concerned that this random group chat is talking about magic and him having a missing son.
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