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marvelflame2010 · 10 months

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Spider-powered M.J. x reader

Most people liked to meditate to relive stress. M.J. liked to kick bad guys' asses. As she swung through the city, she knew that Y/n was going to have her behind if she missed movie night Saturday. It was the one night in the week that the young couple didn't go on patrol and instead watched movies until midnight, followed with cuddles, obvi.

M.J. arrived at her desired place, Stark Tower, and placed her hand on the window to have J.A.R.V.I.S. scan it.

"Michelle Jones-Watson, aka, Arachne. Welcome to the 69th floor of Stark Tower", welcomed the A.I.

M.J. opened the window and crawled into Y/n's bedroom that was on the floor that the Winter Soldier and his daughter lived on. Speaking of daughters, Y/n was sitting on her bed, reading a book M.J. let her borrow.

"Sup loser?", said M.J., closing the window.

"Hiya dollface", Y/n answered with a smile. "Your clothes are in the bathroom, waiting."

"Thanks love", M.J. thanked with a kiss on top of Y/n's head and walked into the bathroom.

"How was patrol?", asked Y/n.

"Boring without you. There was a lack of quips and a second generation assassin", M.J. replied, resting her head in Y/n's lap with pjs on.

"Well thanks to HYDRA's form of super soldier serum, I'll be back on missions and on patrol in a week", Y/n reassured.

"Good. How's your father dealing with your broken ankle?", asked M.J.

"Protective. He wouldn't let me walk up the stairs and carried me up instead", Y/n answered, raising her eyebrow.

"Hey, he's your dad. Even though you spent most of your life in HYDRA and can hold your own, he is going to be protective of ya", M.J. said.

"Yes, your girlfriend is right. Listen to her", Bucky said, peering by the doorway.

"Hi, Mister Barnes", M.J. said, sitting up straight.

"How much did you hear?", Y/n asked.

"The end", Bucky answered. "I was just checking in and saying good night. M.J., do you have any wounds hidden?"

"No sir. I'm way too smart to hide them", M.J. answered.

"Peter's smart and HE hides them", Y/n pointed out.

"He's an idiot", Bucky said.

"He's a kid, dad. You can't hate him forever", Y/n reasoned.

"Sam does", Bucky pointed out.

"Birds eat spiders, he's claiming his prey", Y/n said.

"Huh. Didn't think of it like that", Bucky said. "Good night daughter."

"Good night father", Y/n said with a salute.

"Good night Mister Barnes", M.J. said.

"Good night M.J. Sleep tight and don't stay up too late." Bucky closed the door and M.J. slid next to Y/n.

"So, it's your turn for the movie. Whatcha got, hun?", asked M.J.

"I was thinking Lion King", Y/n answered, putting it on.

"The animated ones, right?", M.J. asked.

"Of course. There is no emotion that the original has and the male lions look terrible."

M.J. rested her head on Y/n's chest and pulled the blanket to their legs.

Y/n reached into her snack drawer and pulled out Skittles for the two to share.

"Taste the rainbow, doll?", Y/n offered.

"Haha, very funny. But good pun", M.J. said, accepting the offer.

"I know, my dad says it all the time."

The TV showed a sun rising and the famous opening song played as the 2 semi-heroes enjoyed a lovely movie night Saturday.

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softwebss · 2 years

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Can you write a fluff alphabet for MJ? I'm missing MJ content 😭

fluff alphabet . michelle jones

♡ synopsis: michelle jones // MJ fluff alphabet

♡ a/n: AWWWW YISSSSS!!!11!!11 there isnt enough mj content and that angers me >:((( fanks anon <333

♡ word count: lmao idk

♡ warnings: fluff FLUFF LUFYSYFGU, has not been proofread!1!1! we die like MEN tonight, a few suggestive references if you squint hard enough

affection how would they show affection to their s/o? how affectionate are they?

mj is a relatively affectionate person in private. if you talk about public, though, she wouldn't go farther than holding hands and cheek kisses.

when you're by yourself with her, she wouldn't miss a beat to make out with you- she's extremely affectionate when it's just the both of you

she shows affection but rubbing your knuckles with her fingers, wrapping her arms around your neck, burying her face in your chest or your shoulder. mj just loves physical touch

body what is their favourite body part? why do they love this body part?

mj loves your hands. just playing around with them, holding them, the feeling of them just warms her up inside. and the things you can do with them, damn, how could she not love them?

cuddle how do they cuddle?

mj is a little spoon. she loves to be cuddle by you, sitting in your lap or burying her head in your chest, with little kisses going from there up to your neck, it just resonated through her.

dates what are dates like them like?

dates with mj are usually low-key romantic (to just you guys), calm coffee dates at cafes at midnight was something she loved to do. book dates? awwehhh yisss! she would recommend books to you and you would recommend some to her.

a game you played was finding the fluffiest / most romantic line and reading it around in the silliest voices. it always ended in the both of you laughing your hearts out

equality are they the dominant one in the relationship, or are they more passive / submissive?

as much as mj loves to be a little spoon, she's the dominant in the relationship. she's more keen to be top, and to be the one who initiates.. uh... things

feelings who confessed their feelings first?

it was mj- she was so sick and tired of your oblivious arse not getting the hints she blatantly admitted her feelings for you. you, dumbstruck, would've never thought that was the way she would have confessed. then again, mj is full of suprises!

gifts what types of gifts they give?

small, meaningful gifts. maybe a jar with daily affirmation letters (ignoring the lipstick marks on the jar), maybe her favorite book or a bunch of black dahlia flowers (her favorite flowers), because of the 'murder vibes'.

how she holds your hands how they hold your hands?

I think I mentioned more than once how much she loves to take your hands in hers. she would grip them like she would never let go, caressing your knuckles. most of the time wherever you went, your fingers were linked.

injury how they would react to you getting injured?

if you got injured, she would most usually scoff and tell you to 'get up and stop acting like a baby' but internally she has her mom mode activated. she would hoard all the first aid supplies to fix you up, calling you an 'idiot' who's 'so accident prone' and playfully offer to 'kiss it better'

jokes what type of humor they would have?

sarcasm and dark humor overruled her soul. whenever you made a cheesy joke, she would bite her lip to not let you get the satisfaction of victory of her laughing.

love what type of love did mj have for their s/o?

mj had this pining love for their s/o, she was obsessed with you, and she always thought about you. she couldn't get the thought of you out of her mind!

kisses how they would kiss

tender kisses, and heated make out sessions were your best friend. stealing pecks during long lectures, bailing boring classes to go to the locker rooms and make out was your favourite part of the day. mj's kisses were always passionate and made a buzz go through your entire body.

memory what is their favourite memory?

mj's favourite memories are always the funny, cute ones that made you giggle when recalling them. the ones you could casually bring up during a family dinner, which would make her facepalm. it was always the sweet memories that brought her to her knees.

nicknames what nicknames would they call their s/o?

god knows how many nicknames she had. it started out mockingly with bittersweet nicknames like 'sugar pie' or 'honey bun' which branched out to both of you calling each other them seriously

it was a contest of strengths to see who would break out in laughter first. 10 bucks it was mj.

oddity what weird thing would they do that was.. not very weird to their s/o?

she would stare at you, taking in the essence of your elegancy and every feature you had. if you were doing something, she wouldn't hesitate to stare intensely at you, hitching her breath at how you reacted to your surroundings. it just strangely mesmerised her

pda how they would show public displays of affection?

like I said, pda didn't go further than holding hands and cheek kisses with mj. she wasn't very open with people about your relationship. she'd rather keep it with the both of you.

quality time how they would spend quality time with you

mj believed the best way of spending time was doing things that were new. you would try bungee jumping or air-diving with her, thrilling activities that you will always remember. or sometimes some more lowkey ones, such as pottery making or band classes

rhythm the type of songs they would hear that would resonate with their rhythm

upbeat rock songs. she was obsessed with my chemical romance or oldies like led zeppelin. it just vibes with her punk rhythm.

secrets how often would they keep secrets from their s/o? would they share them?

mj is a pretty open person with you. you were her s/o, of course she would tell you all of her secrets and thoughts. she spilled her mind around you

talking what did they like to talk about?

she loves to talk about deep things, like political controversies or why you couldn't eat fifteen packets of cheez its, because that was something only 'menaces to societies' did. in more lighthearted moments, you talked about your feelings and things you loved.

upset what she did when you were upset

a few words of affirmation, rubbing the small of your back and giving you kisses was her way of telling you, it was gonna be alright. she would go crazy to make her beloved happy!

vaunt what they showed off about / what they were proud about?

she wouldn't show off much to strangers, but she would always brag about how she got gals and how peter and ned were single pringles. she loved to rub that in their faces, while ned kept reminding her, he actually was in a relationship.

wedding did they ever think about marrying their s/o?

mj mentioned marrying you multiple times, absolutely casually. she promised peter that he could be the flower boy at your wedding, and ned could decorate, which left you flustered and fumbling

xylophone what song best described theyr relationship with their s/o

line without a hook by ricky montgomery without a doubt.

yes the things they loves about their s/o

mj loves the way you speak, the softness and tone of your voice just soothes her, and she's just obsessed with your hair. she'll play around with it and run her hands through it, and take in the smell of your shampoo.

zebra if they had to get a pet, what pet would they get?

cats. a cat is mj's spirit animal. she relates to it more than ANYTHING else. soft? check. cuddly? check. sassy and elegant? checkity check!

aight love, I hope you like it 💞 have a nice day / night wherever you are! I really enjoyed writing this, my love for mj is literally infinite- we all stan a girlbossing queen yk

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oopsitsstella · 2 years

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Wrong Picture Pt. 2

Peter Parker x Reader x Michelle “MJ” Jones

Fandom: The MCU

Summary: When Peter finally gets to the library, more secrets get revealed

Warning: Reader is nervous, so is Peter, but MJ is pretty calm. Fluff, some mentions of pining, little bit of anxiety, I think that’s it?

A/N: Once again, there’s a text conversation at the bottom of the fic! Click on it for better resolution

“I’m here! I’m here, what did I…miss?”

Peter stopped when he finally made it to their table at the library. Y/N and MJ were sitting across from one another, Y/N had her face in her hands and MJ was simply looking at her.

“Everything okay?” Peter asked, and Y/N abruptly looked up at him.

“No! No, not really!” She said, clearly quite upset. “I mean how are you so calm right now? Your girlfriend literally just kissed someone else!”

“Oh, you actually did it?” Peter asked, looking at MJ.

“Of course I did, I wasn’t gonna pass up the opportunity.” She shrugged.

“Oh my god.” Y/N said, placing her head back in her hands.

“I’m sorry Y/N.” Peter said, sitting down next to her at the table. “This didn’t exactly pan out how we were hoping.”

“No shit, Parker.” MJ mumbled, and Peter shot her a look and Y/N looked back at him.

“What do you mean hoping?” She asked, looking at him suspiciously.

“We’ve kinda been wanting to ask you out for a while now.” He replied nervously. “We thought we might do it today, but someone,” Peter looked at MJ with a pointed look. “-got ahead of themselves.”

“Do you blame me?” MJ retorted.

“Wait, wait, wait, pause.” Y/N said. “You’ve been wanting to what?”

“Ask you out.” MJ said plainly. “Both of us. Like all three of us on a date.”

“Oh my god.” Y/N said, leaning back in her chair.

“I know this is pretty sudden- okay a lot sudden, but I mean, we could give it a chance?” Peter said. “Only if you want to, of course, but-”

“Pete, slow down.” MJ said, placing a hand on her boyfriend's arm.

“No, sorry, I’m just so amazed.” Y/N said, chuckling. “I’ve been pining over both of you for months now.”

“Wait, seriously?” Peter asked.

“Yeah!”

“Is that why you’ve been spacey lately?” MJ asked, and Y/N nodded.

“Yeah, little bit.” She said. “I mean, do you know how daunting it is to be crushing on both people in a relationship?”

“Yeah, doesn't sound amazing.” Peter said.

“It’s not.” Y/N agreed.

“But I guess I won’t have to worry about that now, huh?” She continued after a pause, a smile on her face.

Peter perked up at her words, and MJ smiled.

“Wait, so you’ll do it?” Peter asked. “You wanna go out with us?”

“I thought you were supposed to be smart, how could you have gathered anything else from that?” MJ asked him.

“I just wanna make sure.” Peter defended himself, and Y/N smiled.

“Will this help reassure you?” She asked, and leaned forward, placing a kiss to his lips.

When they pulled away, Peter cheeks had turned bright pink, making both Y/N and MJ laugh.

“Yeah, that definitely helped.”

“How mad do you think Ned will be if we don’t do any work?” MJ asked. “Because I really wanna ditch right now, but that means Ned won’t get any of those history notes he asked for.”

Y/N glanced at the books and papers she’s already laid out on the table, before looking at MJ and Peter with a smile.

“Fuck it.”

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fandomnerd9602 · 11 months

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Y/N sits in detention, MJ giggles…

Y/N: what?

MJ: this is you

She holds up her sketch pad…

Y/N: Mrs Michelle (L/N)?

MJ: oh sh-!! Wrong page!!!

MJ blushes in embarrassment…

Y/N: it has a nice ring to it (winks)

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yangrdn · 2 years

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gosh I need more MJ x fem reader,,,, MJ is literally my gay awakening

btw happy pride month loll

No way | mj

pairing mj x fem!reader

a/n how long has it been since writing for an mcu character? way too long. it's back! this request has been sitting in my inbox since june...anon, i'm so sorry, but i hope you enjoy reading this and reblog it if you liked it!! i'll be gone for 3 weeks for vacation on sunday so i won't post again until second week of september :)

summary Confessing isn't this funny (usually).

w/c 2.7k

warnings none, not proof-read

masterlist

There’s so many things we don’t have an explanation for. When you were younger, you didn’t understand why your mom wouldn’t let you stay up after 9pm. Many times you sat on your bed, secretly eating the cookies she made because you knew that if she catches you eating them before you had your vegetables, you’d get in big trouble.

At 10, you remember watching a TV show and not understanding why your big sister told you to leave the room when the two characters hid in a room alone. Or every time she’d make you leave her room you wouldn’t understand why she got so angry after entering her room.

There’s so many things you don’t have an explanation for, even today. So many things that make you stay up at night or write about, wondering why it is the way it is. It’s things that make you forget everything around you in the moment, for example in class, and think about something else.

One of them is falling in love with your best friend. You don’t really remember when the first time was that you thought about her in a not-so-platonic way. In a way you’re only supposed to see your lover. Your eyes take a heart form every time she walks past you, or even just looking your way. You’re sure whoever is watching from the outside when Mj is in your presence, is aware of your big and fat crush (you could call it love, you think). It’s gotten to the point where you hope your teacher partners you up with her when there’s a partner or group assignment. Even if you know that it’s unlikely, considering teachers don’t like to put best friends as partners or into groups, there's always hope to spend more time with her, right?

That’s one of those things you can’t really explain to yourself.

Things that distract you so much you don’t even realize somebody is calling for you.

“Y/n! I’ve been calling you for so long!” Betty snaps her fingers in front of your face, rolling her eyes. You snap out of your thoughts, flinching at the small distance between her fingers and your face. She almost hit you!

“What? Where’s everyone else?” You look around surprised, seeing that only you, the blonde girl and another student talking to the teacher are in the room. The young girl stands up and starts packing her stuff, sighing.

“Class has ended already, but you were staring out the window for so long so I got worried you died.” You snort at her comment, standing up too and putting your backpack over your back.

“I was just…thinking about something,” you explain to her and leave the classroom, your friend walking following behind.

“Yeah, something or someone,” she teases, catching up to you with a smirk adorning her face.

“What? I was just thinking about what I’ll do later today!” You lie, feeling the heat creep up your face at being caught daydreaming about someone. Truth is, Betty isn’t dumb. She notices all the times you spent your classes staring out the window or at a certain girl, not really paying attention to your teacher or students talking. The blonde girl is an amazing friend, always encouraging you to confess your feelings to your mutual friend and see how it goes. She’s always full of positive vibes with a smile on her face, trying to help you. But it does get annoying sometimes when the only thing you can think about is how you’d get rejected, while she’s standing next to you telling you to just do it.

“Come on, Y/n, when do you plan on telling her? I’m sure you won’t get rejected anyway. The way she looks at you tells me there’s no chance for her to do so,” she giggles, covering her mouth with her hand. You turn your head to her slowly, hope filling you.

“What do you mean? I’ve never caught her looking at me,” you say unbothered. Maybe trying to seem chill and unbothered will get her to say more.

“Oh, you know, she’s also my friend and tells me things.” Betty shrugs and winks at you, coming to a stop next to her locker.

“Betty, you can’t just say that and not expect me to demand more!” You frown and pout at her, adjusting the straps of your backpack. The girl shrugs and turns her back to you, getting her book for the next period out.

“Hi, girls!” You gasp at the hand colliding with your shoulder, making you look at the pretty face of your friend greeting you.

“Mj!” You smile and give her a hug, not having seen her through the whole weekend. Your eyes widen after remembering what your conversation with Betty consisted of, wondering if Mj heard any part of it.

“I’m so happy right now. Just had my last exam,” Mj announces, doing a motion of wiping her sweat off her forehead. You chuckle and pat her shoulder, nodding.

“That 's good. I still have math on thursday. Then I’ll be free, too.” Mj frowns and looks at you.

“I thought that was already done last week?” She asks and tilts her head.

You gulp, looking at her through wide eyes. The way she is looking at you right now has you biting your lip to hide a smile. She looks so cute.

“Uhm, yeah but the teacher was sick so we had a free period,” you explain and try to distract yourself with the sleeves of your jacket, playing with them.

“Oh, that 's bad. You know, if you want to, we can study together. I can help!” She expresses happiness. You shake your head quickly, not knowing how you’d survive studying alone with your crush.

“Oh, no no there’s no need to! I don’t want to annoy you more. Betty and I can lea-” Before you can finish responding, said girl turns around quickly and shuts her locker with a loud bang, startling you and Mj.

“I forgot to tell you, but I can’t this week! My, uhm, my mom said we had this appointment we have to go to. And on Wednesday I have chore practice, yeah.” She nods, looking at you with a raised brow. You purse your lips. Something is telling you she is lying.

“That 's perfect! Does tomorrow seem good to you? Then you can ask me the questions and if you still need help, you have Wednesday to study,” she says and turns all her attention to you.

You nod quickly, trying to not seem too intimidated by her gaze and knowing that she has no problem with meeting you alone. You, on the other hand, can already feel your heart beating out of your chest so loud you’re sure if it was quiet in this hall, she’d be able to hear it too and your love for her would be exposed.

You say goodbye to your two friends after the bell rings and make your way to your next and last class, thankful that only two hours separate you from laying in your comfortable bed and drowning in imaginary scenarios of what could happen between you and Mj tomorrow, if you happen to confess to her.

The next day comes quickly, being woken up by the shrill sound of your alarm clock and groaning as you try to tune out the sound, slapping your pillow over your head and ignoring it.

You click snooze, getting up from your bed with a loud sigh and getting ready for school, starting in the bathroom. You make sure to collect all the stuff you’d need for math studying, in case Mj decides to study right after school. If it was anyone else, you’d definitely get pissed at them wanting to study with you right after school. Like, we just had classes and you want to give me another one? No. But since it’s her, you could at least look forward to spending time with her alone.

Your two friends greet you in class, Betty giving you a hug while Mj just nods at you, smiling, head buried in a book (like any other time, actually). You smile back at her, sitting down at your desk.

“Do you already know what you need help with? I understand most of the stuff, so I don’t think we’ll have big problems trying to make your head understand.`` She smiles and closes the book, using her phone as a bookmark.

“I looked at everything yesterday and highlighted what I needed for the exam, so I think I'm prepared for whatever.” You nod slowly, taking your stuff for English out of your backpack. The teacher walks into class, making all students stop talking and sit at their desks quietly.

After classes, you follow Mj into the library and sit down at an empty table, silently thanking whoever decided to give the other students longer classes so you could sit alone with her at a table and not be interrupted by annoying students being too loud there.

You watch her taking out her stuff, putting it on the table and opening her math book to look at a page that resembles everything coming into your exam on thursday. You watch her take out a pencil and an empty sheet to write on, already writing the date of today into an empty corner. Her eyes meet yours as she looks up.

“Do you want to stare at me for the whole study lesson or also learn something?” She raises her eyebrows, smirking. You feel the heat creep up your neck and try to cover up your embarrassment with a cough, looking away.

“What? I- I was just thinking about the questions I had for you,” you lie and shrug. She doesn’t let go.

“I don’t know. I don’t think your questions will appear by staring at me the whole time,” she says, indicating that she doesn’t believe your explanation.

“Can we just start,” you mumble and roll your eyes, ignoring the smirk grazing her face as she sighs and waits for you to get everything out that you need and start asking questions.

After an awful (studying was the awful part. Being able to sit with her in this library was not the awful part) two hours of burning your brain with numbers and formulas you’re sure you wouldn’t ever need, the torture is done and you’re packing your things with Mj.

“Thank you for using your time to study with me. I’m sure you probably had something else to do,” you thank her as you’re walking side by side out of the school building, fiddling with your fingers and trying to set your eyes on anything but her own. She’s looking at you, you can feel it.

“Nah, I would’ve probably spent my time just staring and scrolling through my phone, anyway. This wasn’t wasting time either.” She says and shrugs. She pulls on the straps of her backpack, chewing on her bottom lip. Is she nervous? You look away shyly.

“You know Y/n, I like spending time with you.” Your face light up at her statement.

“I like it, too! It makes me feel at ease when we’re hanging out, all three,” you agree with her and frown when she comes to a halt next to you, sighing.

“I meant us two alone, not with Betty. Like, when we’re doing things, y’know,” she trails off, her eyes moving to focus on something. You frown confused, already having an idea where this could be heading but a small part in you is still telling you it won’t be what you hope for.

“What do you mean?”

She shrugs. “Do you think that I don’t notice all the times you’d stare at me and look so out of it?” Now this is like a slap right in your face.

Never would you have thought the girl herself, Mj, would take notice of your feelings for her and the daydreams plaguing your mind during class in which she is also a part of. Now you have two options; lie and say no, you don’t know, or admitting to everything, running away and changing your name.

Your heart is beating out of your chest, feeling the thumping even in your ears and hoping she wouldn’t be able to hear it. Can she feel the heat radiating from you? You don’t know, but you’re sure flames could appear next to your face and smoke coming off your head any moment by the heat that you’re feeling on your face right now. It’s not everyday that your crush, the person you love, notices the stares you give her and how most of the time all you think about is her. So why did it have to be you that has to go through this embarrassment?

“Y/n? See, you’re doing it again! You’re staring at me and not responding!” She huffs, seeming annoyed. You clench your jaw, nervously. Is she angry that you like her? It just keeps getting worse,you mentally slap yourself to wake up.

“I’m not doing anything!” You protest, still confused at everything.

“What I’m talking about is that if you’re so into me, why did you never plan on making a move?” She expresses annoyance. You open your mouth to respond to her but nothing comes out. Too speechless to even respond to her.

Excuse me?

“What do you mean? You knew all this time?!” You ask shocked, your mind lagging at the fact that she knew all this time along of your feelings but didn’t make a move and now is asking why you didn’t make a move.

“So you knew that I had feelings for you but never made a move and expected me to do the first step, when it was you who should’ve done it if you knew all this time?” You scoff.

“Well, if you say it like that,” she shrugs shyly, pressing her lips into a thin line.

“What do you mean? I’ve been stressed all of this time, wondering if we’ll even stay friends if I confessed only for me to find out now you had feelings, too?” You’re about to add something else when her next statement knocks the wind out of you.

“I don’t think we can stay friends after this,” she breathes out, gazing into your eyes with a grin plastered on her face. How could she smile in this situation?

“What-”

“I think it needs to be more than that,” she whispers, stepping closer to you and holding her hand out to grasp yours, pulling you closer. You look at her through wide eyes, no words coming out of your lips and too shocked to talk.

“Did you really expect me to say we can’t be friends or anything anymore, after confessing?” She tilts her head, face moving closer to you. You gulp at the small distance between you two, butterflies exploding in your stomach when you feel her breath fanning over your face, noses touching.

Your eyes flutter closed when you notice her moving closer, praying this isn’t some kind of dream in your head and that everything is real. Your prayer is answered when you feel her lips pressed into yours, moving slowly and savoring the moment. This feels way too real to be only a dream. Unless it’s a lucid dream, nothing could ruin this moment anymore.

Your head feels dizzy and your whole body feels as if it was standing on a cloud, threatening

to fall any moment in case all of this stops, after she pulls away. There’s a red tint painting her cheeks and you can’t hide the proud grin adorning your face at the realization that the reason for it is the kiss you two just shared.

“Don’t laugh! You should be happy I said something, else you would’ve gone home wondering why you didn’t do anything,” she argues. You gasp, ready to protest but then shut up and roll your eyes at her after the thought of her being right sinks in.

“Just shut up. I want to go home.” You joke and turn around, wanting to leave. You shriek with wide eyes when you’re pulled back by her hand, falling into her chest.

“Not before you give me another kiss!” She laughs and leans in.

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mj-jones-parker · 3 months

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Peter: I wasn't that drunk last night

Mj: You were flirting with me all night

Peter: So? Your my girlfriend

Mj: You also asked if I was single

Peter:

Mj: And cried when I said no

Tony: You also printed out an adoption papers and tried to get me to sign them

Peter: Did you sign them?

Mj: Peter your a grown adult, Tony can't adopt you

Tony, whispering to Peter: Yeah I signed them

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mediocre-daydreams · 2 years

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pov: your camera roll if you were dating michelle jones

i want more more queer spiderman fics plus i have the biggest crush on zendaya irl

you and mj had been friends before you started dating, but after working on a group history project together, you'd spent so much time alone that you'd both fallen for each other. your first date was a trip to an interactive museum with a display featuring the subject you'd researched; she'd found discounted tickets online and surprised you with them. she'd kissed you in the middle of the parking lot (oh yeah) before you left, because she'd listened to you gush over fearless (taylor's version) and wanted to let you experience the album in its entirety.

this was one of your favorite pictures of mj; she was bathed in sunlight and it was the first picture you'd captured of her where she was genuinely smiling. as much as she liked to pretend to be mysterious and broody, the minute she was out of the presence of people from school, she was nothing but smiles and giggles with you. she insisted that if anyone saw pictures of her smiling, her reputation would be "ruined." you were the exception. she'd let you ruin her reputation any day, if it meant she could show you how much she adored you.

for ned's 18th birthday, his lola had taken you and some of ned's closest friends to manilatown, conveniently located in queens. his lola split to go grocery shopping, while ned introduced you to an old friend. you had a traditional lunch at their house and as asian hosts customarily did, insisted you stay longer. you and mj had taken a quick nap in the guest room, cuddling each other in the sheets. in the evening, ned's lola brought you to her friend's bakery where you stuffed yourself with desserts. you'd gushed to ned on the train ride home, and later that night, peter told you that mj had been looking at you for the entirety of the ride. you fell asleep to dreams of her.

neither of you had told your families about your relationship yet, but mj had invited you over to have a "bestie sleepover." you'd been to her place before. still, it was so much more vulnerable when you knew that sleeping in the same bed was no longer platonic. it was the first time you'd seen her without contacts, without the mask that she wore in public, and without the pressure of strangers' eyes judging your relationship. the two of you made kraft mac and cheese for breakfast before she walked you home. when you kissed her at the door, she tasted like cheese powder. looking back, you think that was when you started falling in love with her.

the day after mj turned 18, you accompanied her as she registered to vote. she was giddy the entire day, and you couldn't help yourself from peppering her face in kisses when you saw the infectious joy in her smile. you were pretty sure you'd stared at her with the grossest, dopiest, most adoring look for hours as she talked about the upcoming primary election and what it meant for queer people and the environmental policies on the table. you didn't understand about half of the words she was saying, but that night, you spent a solid two hours reading the new york times and brushing up on your political terminology so you could reciprocate her passion.

on the europe trip, mj had been assigned to a seat next to flash. (you were luckily sitting next to betty.) she was grumpy for a while afterward, but nobody could miss the way her lips twitched as she watched you fawn over pigeons. fucking pigeons. it had taken her a little longer to admit it to herself, but she'd fallen in love with you. the two of you were quite different, sure—you found delight in the smallest, most mundane of things, and she always put up a stoic, unbreakable facade—but you made her better. when you threw sunflower seeds on her and pigeons flocked to her arms, she didn't scare them off. she let them flutter and peck and she reveled in the sound of your laugh.

you were the only person who could catch mj off guard. she was the embodiment of mad eye moody: constant vigilance. mr. harrington had declared lights out, but you took mj's hand and dragged her out of the hotel anyway. "spontaneity," you'd said, "was what made life worth living." a few months ago, before she'd met you, she would've stayed in her room and finished her sketch of brad nearly falling off the gondola. instead, she willingly explored the town, and at the end of the night, you'd somehow bought something for her without her knowledge. a black dahlia necklace, made by a local artisan. she'd shivered as your hands, chilled by the windy night air, brushed against the back of her neck to clasp the chain. when she kissed you by the canals, you couldn't help but confess to her—"i love you."

surprisingly, mj had never learned to ride a bike. you'd briefly mentioned in conversation that you occasionally biked around queens instead of walking far distances, and she'd looked at you like you'd just told her you were spiderman. you made it your personal mission to teach her to ride a bike. you'd spent two consecutive days at central park with rental bikes, wobbling along the paths. you'd planned on heading home before the rain started, but you'd gotten lost among the maze of greenery. when you finally made it to the station, the two of you were breathless and giggly as you took off your shoes to squeeze the water out of your socks. the wet clothing, as uncomfortable as it felt, was more bearable with mj.

betty had just published a front-page article and you, mj, peter, and ned wanted to surprise her with a mini celebration. the four of you decided to splurge on a new bag that could fit her laptop and camera, amongst other journalistic necessities. ned and peter thought you and mj would be better at picking something out since the two of you were closest with betty, but in the end, it was ned's superior eye for fashion and design that saved the day.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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t-h-i-n-g · 2 years

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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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the-fandom-abyss · 4 months

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First of all, congrats on the 1K!! Very well deserved if I may add :)

I would like to enter for the matchup event!

Here’s some stuff about me based on your template:

Gender/Pronouns: Questioning, Any Pronouns

Sexuality: Lesbian/Queer

Facts About Self: I’m a huge Dungeons and Dragons nerd and a fan of tabletop RPGs in general. I love playing video games to distress after work, even tho I usually play a lot of horror games or FPS. I work with dogs for a living and have a dog of my own.

Strengths/Flaws: I would say I’m good at working with dogs, I’m fairly good at art, and I enjoy writing even though I am scared to post XD. I’ve also been in singing/performing arts from a young age, but I decided not to pursue. Flaws, I would say I can be a bit short tempered at times, and I have a very low tolerance for bullshit. I can be very indecisive at times, and I am more often than not an anxious mess

Fandom: MCU

Appearance: Asian, dark brown hair, brown eyes, 5’2”

Love Language: Quality Time/Words of Affirmation

Pick-Up Line: “Hey girl, are you a lesbian, because… please?”

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff, but had the option of changing to Ravenclaw on Pottermore

Dream Date: Couch snuggles and movie night

Once again, congrats!! Hope life is treating you well these days!

I ship you with Michelle Jones!

MJ would 100% appreciate your pick up line, she tends to go for the ‘jumble their words, make love eyes’ type of person. If you’re lucky, you would even earn a giggle and an eye roll before she turned on her heel and walked away. Just to see if you would chase after her to continue the conversation. Extra bonus points if you do without skipping a beat.

When MJ suggests that you come over for a study night, it rarely means that. In her defence, it does start that way with books scattered across her bed, a pencil tucked behind her ear and papers with half finished notes. It’s just that as time goes on, books will start to be closed or pushed off the bed. Then before you know it, you are snuggled into her side with a movie playing softly in the background. “What happened to studying?” You would ask, checking if this is truly what she wants before the big exam. “As if you thought that would last”.

Being afraid to post your work is completely normal, MJ likes to tell you that all great writers go through that process. She believes that your writing is amazing, worthy of someone to read. She will even go as far as to give you helpful notes or give you verbal commentary as you show her your newest addition. She respect what you choose to do with your works, whether you keep them to yourself. She is just proud that you did something you enjoyed.

A low tolerance for bullshit you say? Well you have met your match with MJ. She doesn’t take shit from anyone, especially when it comes to her friends and family. When she recognises this quality in you, she offers to team up. If someone happens to open their mouth, and either of you call bullshit. They get the two for one special, both of you will take turns to bite back. You are a formidable force that not many people want to come up against.

Now MJ has dabbled in D&D but has never fully immersed herself in the culture. But when she saw your eyes light up about the newest campaign or details you would have added, she couldn’t help but become interested. She did become confused halfway through with the amount of lore and world building but that didn’t deter her from asking questions. If you were talking, she was listening. A nerd loves to hear another nerds passion, that is why you fit so well together!

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