#michelle jones x y/n

[get-your-fics]

Boyfriend

Summary: You never would’ve left her alone for someone else to take her home.

Pairing: Michelle Jones x dark!fem!reader (w/ a side of MJ x Peter)

Word count: 2.2k

Warnings: Non-con, cheating, characters are in high school but are 18, underage drinking

Note: this is a very very late birthday present for my wife @darksideofthecocoamoon inspired by “Boyfriend” by Dove Cameron and spurred on by my need to assert my dominance over tom

Dating Peter wasn’t bad by any means, but it wasn’t perfect either.

MJ knew what she was getting into when she found out he was Spider-Man. Every relationship had its problems, of course, but it was different when you were dating a superhero, and an avenger at that.

All that to say, making time for each other was hard. He’d be gone on missions for days at a time, sometimes at the drop of a hat without so much as a word to MJ letting her know where he was. It sent her into an anxiety spiral, chewing her nails down to the quick as she thought about what he was doing, if he’d have another close call, or if he’d even come back at all.

She’d offered her help, of course, but Peter was insistent that she stayed out of it as much as possible. “I’m already putting you in enough danger just by being with you,” he said with his trademark puppy dog pout. “I don’t want you to get hurt. I’ve lost too many people I care about as it is.”

And despite how many times she told him he wouldn’t lose her, or how she could be of use to him (not to mention how she vaguely implied he was sexist by continuing to allow Ned to help him), he wouldn’t budge, so she backed down and dropped the topic altogether.

But all that was minor compared to you.

You were friends with Peter long before MJ started dating him, or talking to him, let alone even watching him. Your friendship always perplexed her, considering your other closest friend was Flash Thompson, the guy who went out of his way to torment Peter any chance he got, but she supposed that really wasn’t any of her business.

What really bothered her was that you didn’t like her and she didn’t know why. She constantly went out of her way to make small talk with you or include you whenever she, you, Peter, and Ned hung out together, but you made zero effort to make her feel welcome in return.

And the way you looked at her. God, she could feel your ice cold stare burning into her from across the room, like you were trying to snap her neck with the weight of your gaze alone.

MJ tried to bring it up to Peter once. “Have you ever dated her?”

He furrowed his brow. “What? No.”

“Or had a crush on her or anything?” she continued to pry.

“No, MJ, we’ve always just been friends.” He shook his head. “Where’s all this coming from?”

She sighed. “I don’t think she likes me very much, and I was wondering if it was because she’s jealous.”

“Babe, of course she likes you.” He slung an arm around her shoulder.

“She has a weird way of showing it,” she muttered under her breath.

He laughed. “Okay, she can be a little protective, but it’s just because she wants what’s best for me. I’ve known her since we were in diapers. We’re practically related.” He gave her shoulder a squeeze. “You have nothing to worry about, I promise.”

She mumbled acquiescence, but his words did little to reassure her, not as the days went by and the intense staring continued.

MJ couldn’t care less about parties, but Peter, on the other hand, didn’t want to miss a single one, even if it was being thrown by his mortal enemy, Flash Thompson. His need to partake in teenage experiences would forever be unsatisfied, but after losing his parents and enduring the burden of being Queen’s sanctified hero, MJ didn’t mind indulging him every now and then.

Even if it meant halfway through, Peter and Ned decide to ditch her. “I have something I have to take care of.” He gave her a knowing look.

“I’ll come with you,” she blurted without thinking.

“No, you stay here.” He was already backing away from her. “I’ll be back soon.”

He and Ned were working their way through the crowd before she could protest any further. She felt like a deflated balloon as she watched them go. Sure, she knew it would be selfish to keep him from his duties, especially when lives were most likely at stake. But she also knew that when Peter said ‘be back soon,’ she probably wouldn’t see him again for the rest of the night.

She relented and glued her back to the wall, scrolling through her phone to distract herself from the bodies grinding to the regurgitated pop music around her. She was pulled from her feed when someone crashed into her, spilling their drink in the process.

“Oh, shit!” She looked up to see you staring at her wide-eyed. “MJ, I didn’t see you there. I'm so sorry.”

Of course you didn’t. She suppressed an eyeroll. She already knew you were present at the party. She caught a glimpse of you earlier clinking glasses and joking around with Flash. She should’ve known the second Peter left you’d seize the opportunity to humiliate her without him present.

She looked down to see the front of Peter’s sweatshirt she was wearing soaked through, reeking of liquor, and her phone screen pitch black in her hand. Great.

You noticed her stained hoodie as well. “Oh, my God, I’m so sorry,” you continued to apologize profusely.

“It’s alright.” She averted her gaze, rubbing her arm.

“Did I get your phone too?” You looked down at the phone in her hand.

She clicked the power button a couple times, but nothing happened. The cherry on top of a shit sundae.

“I’ll get you a new one,” you insisted.

She tried not to gawk. “You really don’t have to do that.”

“I know. I want to.” You winked at her, and she blanched. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”

You grabbed her wrist and pulled her through the throng of partygoers before she could refuse. You led her into the laundry room and closed the door behind her, enshrouding you in darkness.

“Are you sure it’s okay that we’re in here?” MJ glanced side to side wearily.

“Oh, yeah. Me and Flash are like siblings. I practically live here.” You dismissed her concern with a wave of your hand. “Take off your hoodie so I can wash it.”

You reached for the hem of the sweatshirt, tugging it upwards. She awkwardly raised her arms and allowed you to remove the oversized garment, figuring it was better not to argue and go along with whatever you wanted. She shielded her bare torso, left in nothing but her bra.

You blinked at her exposed chest before turning towards the washing machine. You threw the sweatshirt inside, adding soap and pressing a few buttons before the machine started to shake.

You faced her and shrugged out of your hoodie. “Here, wear this while we wait.” You threw it to her. “It’ll probably be a little bit.”

She barely managed to catch it. She put it on and zipped it up all the way. It was significantly more snug to her body than she would’ve liked.

You looked her up and down. “That looks good on you. Fits better than that ratty sweatshirt.” You snickered. “You can keep it if you want.”

“That’s okay.” She shrugged. She didn’t understand why you were being nice to her out of the blue when before you looked like you wanted to skin her alive.

“What were you doing all by yourself?” You leaned your hip against the washer. “Where’s Peter?”

“He had to… take care of something.” She cringed at her poor delivery. At least it wasn’t technically a lie.

You tilted your head. “So he left you alone?”

She shifted uncomfortably under the weight of your gaze. “It’s not like that.”

“Well, I wouldn’t leave you on your own.” You moved closer to her. “I’d be afraid someone else would try to snatch you up.”

She shriveled under the weight of your gaze, but where she expected to see pure hatred, she found something else even more perplexing.

Was that… desire?

The entire world seemed to shift on its axis as she looked at you through brand new eyes. She’d thought you were jealous of her the entire time, but maybe Peter was the one you were really envious of.

“I’d treat you so much better than he does.” You reached up and cupped the side of her face in your hand. “I’ll even give you a little taste.”

Before she could stop you, you leaned in and pressed your lips to hers. She went stock still, eyes wide open in shock as your lips locked. She meant to push you away, but her muscles froze.

Your hand on her face reached up as you deepened the kiss, fingers tangling in her curls. You scraped your teeth against her bottom lip, softly tugging on it. You licked into her open mouth, tongue stroking against hers and coaxing it to life.

You pulled away with an audible pop, eyes half-lidded and a hint of a smirk toying at the corners of your lips. MJ gained a small semblance of clarity through the daze she was in to stammer, “But what about Pete?”

You hummed, scraping your nails pleasantly against her scalp. “What about him?”

She tried to ignore the tingles shooting down her spine. “He’s your best friend.”

You snorted. “I’d hardly call him a friend. He’s more like a pet that does what I tell him to.” You started to walk her back. “And sometimes, pets who misbehave need to have their toys taken away from them.”

The back of her legs bumped against the rumbling washer, and MJ’s hands reached out for you to stabilize herself before she could trip. You nipped at her throat, a growl low in your chest as your hands wandered like you were mapping the plane of her body. She squeaked as one hand found her breast, kneading the small mound over the soft fabric of the hoodie you’d leant her.

The other continued its search lower, plunging beneath the denim of her jeans. She mustered up enough strength to grasp your wrist. “Wait… I’ve never…”

You cocked your head. “You and Pete haven’t…?” She shook her head as you trailed off. Your eyes raked over her, and you scoffed. “I don’t understand how he could keep his hands off of you.”

Her hold on your wrist disintegrated as your hand dove beneath the elastic band of her underwear, fingers playing with the hair at her pelvis. They delved lower and traced the length of her slit, stopping at her clit and rubbing teasing circles.

Her body tensed as an unfamiliar sensation stirred in her core. Your lips curled into a pleased smirk. “Maybe he knows he can’t please you the way I can.”

Your fingers found her entrance, and her face screwed up as you pushed an appendage into her. She gripped your shoulders, digging her nails into the fabric of your shirt as you set an agonizingly slow pace.

You shushed her. “That’s it,” you coaxed her in a low voice. “You’re doing so well for me.”

A squelch was heard over the roar of the washer as her arousal eased the way for your intrusion. Your finger pumped in and out of her without resistance, slick pooling in the palm of your hand. You added another one, and she grimaced as her channel stretched to accommodate both fingers.

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited to get you alone,” you purred into her ear. Your thumb found her clit and brushed against the sensitive nub in time with your strokes.

She pushed down on your shoulders, but it was like trying to move a brick wall. “Don’t…” Her voice came out breathy as she squirmed against you. “Stop…”

“Don’t worry, I don’t plan on stopping,” you rasped, shooting her a wink.

You curled your fingers, stoking the fire blooming white hot in her core. Your chest pressed flush against hers, pinning her between you and the washer. The vibrations of the machine shot through her, and the knot coiling in her gut grew worse.

Moans and gasps escaped her lips as she tried to fight against it, to suppress whatever it was your fingers brought to life in her until it was almost painful to resist. But she couldn’t stop herself as you pushed her over the precipice.

She felt like she was floating as her muscles seized, her walls spasming around your fingers. She made a high-pitched keen so unlike her as white dots burst across her vision. Your fingers never stopped thrusting, and her stomach dropped as she came down from her high.

You pulled your fingers out and stuck them in your mouth, slurping the juices sticking to your skin. You removed them with a salacious pop before capturing her lips in a kiss. She tasted herself on your tongue as it tangled with hers.

You pulled away, your lips shiny with a mixture of saliva and slick. MJ’s head felt like it was spinning as you ran your hand down the length of her arm. “Forget about the sweatshirt. It’s probably ruined anyway.” You threaded your fingers through hers and tugged. “And if you don’t want that hoodie, I have plenty of other clothes at my place to make up for it.”

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[obsessedprincess]

Pussy Is God (One-Shot)

moodboard by me (pics from pinterest)

pairing: MJ x fem!reader

summary: theres no better wake up call then your girlfriend worshipping you and your pussy

word count:1,126

warnings: this is basically just porn. established relationship, smut (body worshipping, oral fem receiving and giving duh, slight nipple play, slight cum eating, mj is nasty lmfaooo, the reader is sleeping but consent is already there)

a/n: eeeek happy pride everyone. I woke up very horny so i basically wrote what i dreamed about. This is my first time posting and writing smut so im v nervous. also this is based on kingprincess’ song with the same name. 🦢☁️🍯👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏽🪞👼🏾🛏please like, reblog, and send comments <33

(ง •̀_•́)۶ *:･ﾟ✧MINORS DO NOT INTERACT [18+ ONLY]

The sun’s rays peeked through the blinds of your bedroom, casting an angelic glow over your face and body. The dust floating in the air made you look ethereal. MJ who was sitting up next to your sleeping form re-reading her copy of If Beale Street Could Talk couldn’t help but put the book down and admire you. From the acne scars that littered your face, the pout of your beautiful lips, your soft snores, and the soft supple skin of your back. God MJ felt blessed just to even be in the same bed as you. Let alone be able to call you hers. She shook her head with a smirk and brought her nimble fingers to your back, ghosting them over your spine. As she got lower until reaching the arch of your butt, meeting the blanket. MJ sucked in a breath and slowly slid the blanket off of you. Being the heavy sleeper you were, you just turned conveniently on your back, much to MJ’s happiness. She took a moment to pause and look at your breast. God did she love your breast, but she was much more focused on what lay between your legs. So she slid down the bed until she was right in front of your freshly painted toes. Guiding her gentle hands from the soles of your feet to your knees till she hooked your knees to bend them up and separate them. Your sleeping body slightly shuttered as the gentle breeze from the oscillating fan hit your now exposed core. MJ stilled as she was always so entranced by your godly pussy, now even more so as it already had slick making it shine. 

MJ couldn’t help but admire your most intimate spot. Staring at your weeping pussy she put her messy coils into a bun and got face level to your core. She decided to kiss your thigh, wanting to prolong her own personal heaven. Going between kissing, caressing, and nibbling so close to your core was what she needed to get riled up. When she decided enough was enough she blew lightly on your lips hearing a gentle moan move past your other lips. This encouraged her and she decided to lick your pussy lips, she wanted to love all of you. Worship you like the goddess you were. As much as she wanted to tease her sleeping beauty she decided to open up your lips revealing your waiting clit. MJ proceeded to lick from your hole to your clit. Focusing in and flicking the bud back and forth until you started to mumble incoherently. 

“This good angel?” MJ whispered back as if you could answer. 

She continued to focus on your clit, knowing how needy the button was, constantly needing stimulation. She sucked on your clit with vigor as she trailed her hands up your body, passed your soft tummy onto your left boob playing with the nipple. You eventually started humping your girlfriend’s face despite being asleep you recognized and craved her touch. MJ smirked at this and hummed against your aching pussy which is what woke you up. 

Your lashes fluttered and you peeled your eyes open. Taking a deep breath your eyebrow quirked up. That’s when you felt it again, the wetness of your pussy and the roughness of your lover’s tongue. At first, you thought it was a dream but then you looked down to your surprise MJ was going down on you like it was her last supper. You even noticed her subtly humping the mattress with her lips wrapped around your sensitive clit. When MJ felt your eyes on her she looked up continuing her ministrations to your now swollen clit. Eyes locked on each other in a trance full of love and admiration for each other. 

“Good morning,” you whispered, afraid to shatter the bubble you were both in. 

You lifted your hips allowing MJ to grip your back and stuff her face in between your legs. 

“Goodmorning,” she said, well-tried to say with a mouthful of your pussy. Causing you to giggle and shake until you felt yourself get closer to your release causing you to jolt. 

MJ gripped you tighter and took her dominant hand to your clit making hard precise slow circles with the heel of her hand as her tongue entered you. 

“Fuck MJ,” was all you could say without choking. 

You gripped her bun and pushed her head as she flicked her tongue in and out of your tight pink hole. MJ spit right in your hole and rubbed her face all over your sticky, wet pussy. You moaned louder at her actions, taking her head in your hands and bringing you face to face. MJ admired your face once more this time zeroing in on your soft lips as they turned up into a smile. The smile of a goddess she told herself as she pushed her lips to yours in a feverish kiss. Still, MJ was on a mission and inserted two of her fingers into your waiting hole. Still in the kiss, as your tongues danced you couldn’t help but moan into her mouth. Feeling her stretch you out, scissoring and pumping her fingers into your core was the best feeling in the world, especially in your still sleepy mind. You began to rock yourself to meet her thrusts causing her to go deeper. 

“Ahhh.”

“Like this angel, you want it like this”

“Mhhmmm”, you frantically nodded your head and gripped MJ’s face needing something to hold onto as you felt your high approaching.

MJ could tell you we’re close. So she kissed you deeper and inserted two more fingers and used her thumb to rub your slippery clit. 

That’s what did it. You clamped your legs together, and your body convulsed violently, pushing MJ away but she kept pounding deeper into you with her fingers cut low just for days like today. Despite the whines and yelp, she couldn’t get enough and you looked divine so she worked you through your orgasm. 

You were in heaven, you felt MJ still between your legs but couldn’t comprehend much. Everything was white. 

When MJ saw your breathing finally start to slow she let you lay down on your back and slid her now soaked and wrinkled fingers from your creamy pussy and stuck them right in her mouth. 

“Mhmm angel, just like honey.”

 And with that, she took her fingers from her mouth and kissed your nose. She got up from the bed, noticing the wetness between her own legs that had seeped onto her sleep shorts. Taking them off she went into the bathroom to start a bath for you. You were her god and she’d worship you all day.

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[luvsersi]

MJ x reader where the reader is feeling overwhelmed and they cuddle to help them feel better. *Where MJ is surprisingly good at being super sweet and comforting.

Soft

Warnings: very slight mentions of illness/mental health problems (kinda?)

Word count: 482

Mj walked into her first class of the day. You weren’t there for the past few days due to illness, so she was excited to see you. She expected to see you sitting by your usual table right next to hers, but unfortunately you weren’t. She pulled out her phone to text you.

“where are you?? you said you’d be here today. I miss you ):”

Your phone chimed and you saw the message.

“the bathrooms.” You wrote back.

Mj knew you well enough to know that you weren’t the type of person ditching school for ‘fun’ so she grabbed her things and rushed to the bathrooms.

“Hello? Y/n?” She called. “I’m in here.” you answered her. She walked over to your stall and knocked gently. You unlocked the door and she saw you sitting on the toilet seat with your legs up. She looked at you and you looked exhausted. Your nose and cheeks were red and you had dark circles under your eyes.

She walked over to you. “Y/n are you okay?” She asked and hugged you. In that moment you completely broke down in her arms. You cried your eyes out and held on to her for dear life. Mj didn’t say anything. She just let you cry and stroked your hair.

“Oh sweetheart.” She frowned and kissed your head.

“Let’s say we ditch today and go back to my place hm? My parents aren’t home.” She cupped your cheeks and asked. You nodded, got your stuff and went to Mj’s place.

She unlocked the door and let you in.

“Let’s go in my room.” She smiled. You opened the door to her room and walked in. You’d been here countless times and your shoulders relaxed a bit by the familiar and comfortable vibe.

“Do you mind if we just lay in bed for the rest of the day?” You asked, frowning.

“Of course. You go lay down and I’ll go get you some cocoa.” You took off your sweater, changed into a pair of her shorts and got under the covers. Soon enough she was back in the bedroom laying right behind you and cuddling you.

“You wanna tell me what’s going on?” She asked running her fingers through your hair. You were silent for a minute.

“I’ve just been- you know I haven’t- uh I haven’t really been sick the last couple of days. I uh- ” You cleared your throat. 

She crawled over you to the other side of the bed, so she faced you. She lifted your face a bit. 

“Y/n it’s okay if you’re not ready to say anything. We can just you know. Lay here.” You nodded but scrunched your eyebrows.

“What?” She asked. You laughed a little. “When did you become such a big old softie?”

“Oh stop.” She puffed your shoulder and kissed your forehead.

“I’m only your big old softie.”

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[mediocre-daydreams]

pregnancy scare | smau

michelle jones x afab! reader (established relationship)

summary: you're "pregnant," but mj is there to support you and your bodily autonomy every step of the way.

notes: pregnancy + abortions and all that, allusions to sex, one swear, VERY subtle insinuation of homophobia (it can be interpreted as such or not), mj trying so hard to understand the poor girl is just confused, mj Badass Mode™ activated

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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taglist: (comment to be added!)

@bambamwolf87 @yourallihave @im-a-slut-for-fluff

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[t-h-i-n-g]

Hey, can you make headcanons about fem reader dating with Michelle Jones?

(gif not mine credits to owner)

a/n: hi! theres not enough mj love on this app so tysm for requesting! i hope you like it.

word count: 643

summary: fem!reader x mj general headcannons

warnings: none, but if there is any let me know!!

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She didn’t really even recognize that the feelings she has for you were like… feelings.

But once when she was ranting nervously to you, the smile on your face froze her right in her place. MJ dipped so fast once she realized why she was being so anxious around you.

You had to approach her first to see what had happened and she tried to not let it slip out but it did. Once she got going, especially around you, she couldn’t seem to stop talking. You always knew how to calm her down. And you really did this time.

Telling her that you have had a thing for her for a while you just didn’t know for sure if she liked girls. MJ looked down at her outfit giving you a quirked brow which caused you to express that the fear of rejection was real. (fr fr)

The relationship started off slow. Only sitting next to each other and you driving her home after school when she needed it.

But then it started to pick once you got past the holding hand stage.

Your first official date was a movie night at your house. Snacks laid out on the table and a single blanket to share on the couch. It was simple, which MJ was fine with. For the fact that she was silently freaking out when you fell asleep on her shoulder.

She’s not a big fan of PDA. She thinks its gross when people decide to make out in the hallways and personally wouldn't want to stick her tongue down someone’s throat in front of other individuals. 

So she’ll stick with the pinky link. Maybe even a full hand hold down the hallway if you’re lucky.

The first kiss you guys shared was awkward to say the least. It was when the two of you were going on a date in the local library. You went to lean in as she went to look down. Foreheads = collide. Soft laughter bounced off of you both as to keep it down. Once everything was settled down you gazed into each other's eyes. Slowly closing the gap once more but this time with a more pleasant outcome.

Peter and Ned are your guys’ number one supporters. Always giggling to each other at the simplest actions between you. 

For instance when you gave your jacket to MJ when walking with the group along a street in the fall. Ned elbowed Peter motioning him to look as she slipped it over her head before resuming her hand holding yours. They gave each other a knowing looks and tried to suppress their smiles.

Quiet nights with MJ were the best. Either watching something on TV or maybe both of you being sprawled across a couch. The two of you both resting on an arm while your legs were tangled together. A blanket covering them. Only speaking when something happened in either situation. 

It may take a while for MJ to open up officially. You’ll have to earn her trust enough for her to express if she’s battling with something internally.

Even after she gets more comfortable you would still have to sit her down and ask if somethings wrong most of the time.

For example, MJ isn’t the most jealous person in the world but she can be insecure with herself if someone who is relatively attractive is making you laugh and veering your attention to them and not her. 

She can close herself off, only responding with short answers. However when you do bring it up it’ll all come out in a jumble. Like water breaking a dam. She just can’t control herself around you.

At the end of the day she knows you only have feelings for her and her you, but she just needs a little confirmation sometimes.

Giving her a kiss and some gentle words is a simple solution to it.

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[xoluvx]

https://images.app.goo.gl/N6VMqBhdqXhPN9uz8 this MJ gif please!

ugh i love mj so much 💖

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"mj, what are you doing here?" you breathed hard rushing towards her. she was in the same rush, her cheeks flushed, hair a little messy as you reached each other.

"peter told me," she said watching your brows furrow. peter knew the superhero life so why would he think it was a good idea for mj to show up in the middle of a mission. "it's not his fault. i dragged it out of him. i went to your house, you weren't there-" she was rambling now her frows furrowing with concern.

"it's not safe for you here," you said turning to look back. it seemed the action had moved elsewhere, but you couldn't keep her here. you took her hand running away from the chaos.

when your lungs were on fire, you stopped.

"what was so important you had to come all the way out here?" you asked mentally hitting yourself. you didn't mean to sound rude.

"this," she said pulling out a crumpled letter. you hadn't realized she was holding it in her hand the whole time. but you recognized it right away. it was the letter you'd slid under her door before coming here. now you knew why she'd gotten the information out of peter.

"i-" you started, but you were quickly cut off when you felt her lips on yours. it was quick, they were gone before you could open your eyes. she was looking at you sweetly, her smile shy.

"i like you too. i'm not going to lose you," she said placing a hand on your face. you smiled trying to stop the tears from welling up, but you couldn't when the touch of her palm was stirring all your feelings and emotions.

"you won't," you said pulling her in. your turn to kiss her.

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[sublimecatgalaxy]

could you do a friends with benefits for mj with the quote “all i could think about today was you” it can be flirty or just fluff :)

Sure :)

I hear her huff as her back hits the bed on her end of the line, tired and sore from a full day at work. I could only imagine how her bones and muscles ache after being on her feet all day, rushing back and forth to get people their assorted pastries and coffee.

"How are you?" I ask in a hushed voice, not wanting to wake my brother Ned through the thin walls of my apartment. She hums quietly, the noise sending a shiver down my spine as I grin like an idiot.

"Long since all I could think about today was you." She coos, my cheeks warming at her deep tone, the words making my stomach roll with butterflies as I try to think of something witty to say back.

"Yeah?" I tease, hearing her chuckle quietly, the sheets rustling as she moves. "That's cute but did it happen to have anything to do with the pictures I sent? The pictures that took hours?" My voice sounds innocent but I know there's a different layer beneath it, something more sultry and flirty and I hear her suck in a breath.

"You'll be the death of me, I swear to god."

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[spring-picnics]

New Year’s Day | MJ x reader

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MJ realises that she can’t just be your friend.

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The wood floors are littered in glitter and confetti. It’s been hours since the last guests left. The sun is slowly filtering into MJ’s bedroom. Golden rays softly illuminate your figure. Your hair surrounds your head like a halo; your messy curls brush against her stomach.

A warm feeling spreads through MJ’s chest. She can’t believe you’re here, lying on her. You could have anyone, yet your time is spent with her. MJ can feel your breath on her. She can also see you wearing her shirt. A gentle scent of raspberries lingers in the air; the smell of you.

Her eyes follow a trail down your face. Last night’s events repeat in her head. You downing shot after shot. Your drunken ramblings and affectionate behaviour. When you uttered a tender request to sleep with her, followed by your immediate embarrassment. MJ’s lips turned slightly upwards thinking about your eagerness and enthusiasm for her after last night’s party.

MJ breathes out a quiet New Year’s wish. She imagines waking up like this every morning. Her hands reach out to yours to ground herself. A gentle laugh slips out of her mouth when she thinks of her newly found cheesiness.

You are all that she wants, and you are always within her reach. Day after day, MJ pretends that being your friend is enough for her; however, times like this remind her that she needs more. She needs you. She can’t just hold on to memories and fleeting moments, she needs to hold onto you.

But for now this will do.

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@spring-picnics

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[deans-angel67]

Rooftop

Summary: You and Spider-Man meet on a rooftop, feelings develop, but you don't know him. Or do you?

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word count: 1000ish

Warnings: none, just fluff

A/N: I wrote this a long time ago and just found it. So I tweaked it and I hope you like it. Also not my gift.

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You sat on a roof top, legs dangling off the side while you watched the sunset. You took another bite of the sandwich you got at Delmar's. Taking a deep breath, enjoying the sunset. Feeling a slight sting as the cool air filled your lungs.

"I know your there spidey." You said matter a factly, finishing your mouth full.

"How!? I didn't make a sound." He questioned his voice slightly getting higher.

"I felt the energy radiate from your soul." You told him sarcasticly.

"What!?" He was so confused, the eyes on his mask moving.

"So, do I ever find out who the famous Spider-Man is?" You teased, standing up and turning around, balancing yourself on the ledge.

"What if you already knew him?" Spidey teased back, as you stepped off the edge of the building onto the safer part of the roof. He started walking towards you.

"Do I?" You questioned, taking a few more steps.

"Maybe." He retorted, stopping infront of you. He looked out at the sky the pink and orange dancing together to create one of nature's masterpieces.

You and Spidey had been meeting up on this very roof top for a month straight. And you felt as if something had clicked between the two of you. The playfull banter and sharing of snacks, as much as the deep conversations while somehow maintaining a sense of privacy. It made something inside you feel funny in a good way. He made you feel safe, even if you didn't truly know him.

But at the same time there was Peter the scrawny kid at school who didn't look so scrawny anymore. Of course you had a crush on him, he was sweet and empathetic and he wanted to help others, he constantly was. With school work, or helping an old lady cross the road, or volunteering at May's work. But you and him? That would never happen.

You two were friends. Strictly friends. You, Peter, MJ, and Ned. It was perfect. It was your little group. Why mess it up?

What you found strange was how similar the two were. Although the great Spider-Man tried to hide it you knew he was a nerd. He was clearly a teen, who was struggling to find his place in the world. And Peter was a massive nerd, I mean just the shirts he wore. He too was struggling to find what he wanted to do, or where he wanted to be.

Spidey sat down on the ledge and you joined him. You offered your half eaten sandwich and he gracefully took it. Lifting his mask as you started at him, right before he could take a bite and then looked over at you. You looked back at the sky.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" You said the sun close to disappearing into the horizon.

"Yeah it is." He spoke so quietly you almost didn't catch it. You looked over only to realize he wasn't looking at the sunset.

God you wish you could see his eyes right now. The eyes on his mask shifted as he looked down at your lips and you looked down at his. He started to lean in and as he was milameters from your lips. His hot breath coming in contact with your skin, you turned your head to the side and slightly leaned back. He swallowed hard before leaning back.

The choice had been made. Peter. He was the one.

"I'm sorry." Spider-Man said letting out a sigh.

"Look I like you, your kind, and smart and you save this city but I don't know who you are, how old you are or what school you go to. Assuming you go to school. I would kiss you but I- I" You stuttered trying to get the word out.

"Like someone else." He finished you scentence looking up at the sky.

"Yea."

"Whats he like?" He asked, taking you by suprise. When most guys were rejected for another they got angry and weird, but he didn't.

"Uhm, he- he's nice, smart, a total dork. He used to be pretty scrawny but he isn't anymore, although I don't think anyone really noticed. His name is Peter. He's kind and he's in the mathleets. He helps me with most of the homework, since I kinda suck at it. He's such a good friend. Always there when you need him. But I just don't know how to tell him. God I'm stupid." You rambled a smile on your lips, not noticing that spidey was trying to get your attention. But he got it regardless.

He crashed his lips onto yours making you shut up. He quickly pulled away and swifly removed his mask.

"I like you to dork." Your brain was lagging, your mouth hung open overwelmed by what just happened. A strange feeling settled in your stomach before butterflies urupted.

"Peter?" You questioned, with wide eyes and a confused face.

"Hey." He gave you a cute smile before you grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his lips to yours again.

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[teaaagan]

Any resemblance to reality is purely coincidental 🥵

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[marvelflame2010]

M.J.: What are your pronouns?

Peter: He/they, why?

M.J.: I'm talking shit about you with Y/n

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[rues-daya]

ZENDAYA IS NOW A TWO TIME EMMY WINNER!! She’s also is the first black woman to win an Emmy for Best Actress in a Drama Series twice and she’s the youngest two-time Emmy winner in Emmys history!! words cannot even describe how proud I am of her! ✨♥️

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[pixiexdusts-world]

Incorrect quote

Y/n: *heading out to see Mj*

Peter: Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!

Y/n: I think I crossed that line when I got a date.

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[luvsersi]

I’m begging for more MJ fan fics

Like literally

of course babes! anything specific you want?

#michelle jones x y/n #mcu #zendaya

[mediocre-daydreams]

reader haveing a sensory overload in the bathroom of school and mj sees her and comforts but like kind of angst and fluff

omg i wrote it and totally missed the sensory overload bit i'm sorry but i hope this works out okay!

to draw people in crisis

michelle jones (mj) x queer!fem!reader

summary: mj finds the new girl crying in the bathroom and refuses to leave until she's okay. the both of them leave with smiles.

w/c: 1.2k

notes: angst to fluff, strangers to implied future lovers, gay, jokes about straight people (it's all /j /j don't come for me pls), mentions of homophobic comments but no actual homophobia, descriptions of being effected by homophobic comments/environment

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“have you come to rub it in?” you sniffled, wiping your nose with your sleeve unattractively. when you pulled it back, the fabric was stained with snot.

mj was expressionless, though inside, she was very much freaking out. it wasn’t every day you found the incredibly beautiful, witty, enigmatic new student sobbing and hiccuping on the grimy bathroom floor.

“well? are you just gonna stand there? d’you wanna draw me in crisis, or something? yeah, i fucking know about you, michelle. i don’t- please, just leave me alone.”

mj added another adjective to her list of things she knew about you. beautiful, witty, enigmatic, and bitchy snarky.

mj raised her eyebrows but said nothing. instead, she took a seat next to you, so close that your thighs were touching. she sighed as her back touched the wall. unlike you, who was stiff and pressed at a 90 degree angle against the cinderblocks, mj was slouched and nonchalant. she stared up at the ceiling and you refused to acknowledge her presence, locking your eyes squarely in front of you.

“i’m not here to draw you. you’re not my type of subject.”

you huffed. “and what’s that supposed to mean?”

mj turned her head and was met by your stubborn side profile. your jaw was clenched but it still wobbled. “you’re too pretty.”

you rubbed your eyes delicately, careful not to smudge your mascara.

“here, use this.” mj ripped up some of the cheap toilet paper and handed it to you, all neatly folded up. you accepted the paper wordlessly.

you dabbed at your eyes, then your tear-stained cheeks, then your jaw, which had been collecting pools of moisture.

mj cleared her throat. “so, why are you here anyways?”

“i could ask the same about you,” you snipped passive aggressively, though both of you knew you didn’t mean it.

“i needed to pee.”

“m’kay then. go pee and then leave me alone,” you commanded with no real authority. “please,” you whispered, but your voice cracked.

“oh, would you look at that? suddenly, i don’t need to pee anymore.” mj pulled her knees to her chest and shuffled her body so she could face you entirely. “i know you don’t know me, or anything, but do you wanna talk about it? the perk of not knowing me is that you’ll probably never see me again, so there’s no pressure.” though i’d like to see you again, mj thought.

“fine,” you choked. “bio is such a shit class. i like- well, liked bio, and i was so excited for it, y’know, ‘cause midtown’s a specialization school,” you mumbled. “but apparently the curriculum here is just as bad as the public school system, because it’s just my luck that we’re on the ‘types of reproduction’ unit. it’s not that it’s hard; i actually really enjoy the study of asexual reproduction and i’ve done some lab work on it. but i guess i should’ve known better than to get my hopes up, because obviously, the minute we start discussing sexual reproduction, everything becomes so heterocentric and it immediately opens the ground for ‘jokes’ that’s just thinly veiled homophobia and it feels like such an attack, y’know? and i didn’t come out or anything so it’s not like people know to be cautious around me, but even if i was out, i don’t think they’d bother. and the teacher’s an absolute idiot, so of course he’s not gonna do shit- oh shit, i’m rambling, aren’t i?”

“you say shit a lot,” mj noted. then she cracked a rare smile; it was the first time you’d ever seen her smile. mj was surprised at her reaction too.

“yeah, well, it was a shitty situation. i just tell it as it is.” you hesitated. “sorry, i didn’t mean to get all sjw on you. you don’t have to- sorry, i overanalyze things a lot. it’s annoying, i know.”

mj’s eyebrows furrowed and she looked at you in astonishment. “why are you apologizing? i- no, you’re absolutely correct, and i never thought i’d meet anyone who felt the same way as me. midtown’s such a ‘science-y’ environment that it’s almost like people don’t care about social issues whatsoever and i’m just- wow, i wasn’t expecting you to be so cool.”

you giggled, your tears long dried but the skin around your eyes still taunt from dehydration. “what’d you think i’d be like, then? you didn’t think i’d be cool?”

mj didn’t blush, but she was visibly flustered. “no! i mean, i thought you’d be more… ah, this is going to sound so bad. i thought you were gonna be more… airheaded.” mj cringed. “‘cause you’re pretty. all the pretty girls here are straight as fuck. and therefore, simpleminded creatures incapable of societal awareness.”

the two of you burst into quiet laughter, hyperaware of the echo chamber that the bathroom stall had created. you calmed yourself with a shaky inhale. “god, i love people like you. i’m always scared to joke like that; i’m glad i met you. even if you were straight, i’d still be glad i met you. you’re really cool, mj.”

mj held her breath, pursing her lips to hide another smile. one smile was already over her daily quota. “thanks. you’re really cool too. i’m sorry about bio.”

“yeah, me too. but it’s gonna be like that most of the time, right? so we gotta take care of each other.” you nudged her shoulder with yours. “thanks for being here for me, even though i was a bit of an ass to you at first. actually, no, i was just a straight asshole. but yeah, i’m here for you too.”

you smiled at mj once more, and for once, mj felt like her collected demeanor was going to crack and that she was going to burst into happy, girlish squeals. she didn’t, obviously. but your happiness was contagious, almost. you just had that effect on people.

mj pushed herself up. “i should go-”

you shuffled to your feet. “probably best that i-”

the two of you laughed, yours much more enthusiastic than mj’s. “i should go back to class. reluctantly.”

“and i lied. i actually do need to pee.”

you snorted, fanning your face to rid yourself of any trace of your tears. “can we be friends? because i’d really like to be friends. um, could i have your number? or you can have mine, or we could exchange emails, or something.”

it was the first time mj found herself on the receiving end of flustered. she’d watched peter blush profusely with liz allen, and ned stumble over his words with betty, but she’d never been in their positions. and she definitely hadn’t been in liz and betty’s positions.

“y-yeah. i’d like that. do you have your phone, or…?”

you pulled your phone from your back pocket quickly, all but shoving it in her hands eagerly. when mj typed in her number, she noted you’d added a little heart next to her name, and she preened.

“alright. bye.” you held your hand up in an awkward wave. “have fun… um, peeing. don’t fall in.”

with that, you jogged out of the bathroom and let the door slam behind you. mj stood there, heart slamming against her chest equally as hard.

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[t-h-i-n-g]

Hi! You write that alphabet thingys? If yes, you can do one for Michelle Jones? I need more content of her 😭

a/n: hope you like :))

word count: 800+

summary: fluff ABCs w/ mj

warnings: none

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Admiration - she loves when you get excited about something. Like when you are so passionate about the topic that you hands start moving and your words start to jumble together. She loves just to admire you while you express yourself.

Body - Mj loves you hands. For the fact that she can hold them, play with them. How smooth they are and gentle you can be with them.

Cuddling - It would take a while for her to get fully comfortable with the thought of cuddling. Physical touch hasn't really been on her spectrum for a while so she gets a little tense the first couple of times. Once she does get used to it, most of it will be happening when she's tired. Like a movie night or when either of you stay at the other's house. She likes having you rest your head on her chest and being the little spoon.

Dates - Most of them are simple. Like going out for coffee, the movies, picnics, visiting libraries, or something around that area. 

Emotions - You have to coax MJ most of the time to express what she’s dealing with internally. Just sit her down and say that it’s okay to tell you what's going on. Tell her that you can help however you can.

Family - She hasn’t really thought about a family. She would most likely just want to get a few cats and settle down in a nice apartment or maybe a house. If it came down to it and you really wanted a kid she would be willing to accept it. It’s the least she could do for you.

Gifts - She often gifts little meaningful items. Like a book, maybe some flowers, a blanket, or a picture of the two of you. She doesn't go big and beyond very often. It would have to be a very special occasion.

Holding Hands - Like I said with A she likes your hands. Whenever the two of you are together in public or spotted anywhere else, most of the time your hands are linked.

Injury - If you got hurt she would be spitting questions at you a mile a minute. “What happened?” “Did someone do this?” ect. The whole time she’s freaking out. You have to tell her to grab the first aid kit and that will be her signal to get her ass in gear to actually solve the issue.

Jokes - Her humor is mostly sarcasm but most of the time the jokes do get a reaction out of you. And she’ll bite her lip to stop her smile at the small victory.

Kisses - The beginning of your relationships were mostly pecks. But as time went on and the two of you grew more comfortable, passion grew and the smooching time with it.

Memory - She loves all the quiet days she has with you. Just sitting in each other's presence. Reading a book or watching a movie either one she loves being able to just relax with her favorite person.

Nicknames - She sticks with your name most of the time. Or calling you your last name. Very few times has she called you anything else besides those or maybe an abbreviation of your name. She let the word ‘baby’ slip a few times when she was tired.

Oddity - sometimes she’ll stare at you really intensely. Like she was trying to have a stare off with you. You later found out that she was admiring you and not trying to start a fight.

PDA - The best she’ll do is hold hands. Maybe give you a sweatshirt, even allow you to kiss her cheek but that's it. On very rare occasions the two of you have shared a kiss in public.

Quality Time - Most of the time you are either at her or your houses. In each others rooms or some other place in the place.

Rhythm - you have convinced her to watch a bunch of disney movies so any of the songs make the thought of you pop into her mind.

Secrets - She is pretty open with you. Hardly any secrets and if there are some they most likely have to do with a surprise or just aren't important. She’s very blunt so there isn't a lot for her to keep inside

Time - it took seven months of pining for her to accidentally let it slip that she liked you. Thank god you liked her back otherwise she would’ve passed away.

Upset - MJ will be the first to admit that she sucks at comforting people. Mainly she’ll just let you hug her and rant your heart out as she awkwardly pats your back. Only responding when you need it.

Vaunt - She doesn’t show you off, but she will brag about how she gets bitches when Ned and Peter don’t.

Warrior - She’ll cheer you on in any fight. MJ knows your a reasonable person. If they deserved it you’ll be the first to judge that.

X-Ray - She’s good at reading people. She notices the little things. So if somethings up she’ll know.

Yes - She would definitely propose in some kind of natury area. Like a cool spot in the woods, a cliff, or something like that.

Zen - she loves when she wakes up before you. From a nap or maybe a late night. She likes listening to your even breaths while she traces random shapes on your back.

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