Peter & MJ🖤🕸️🕷️
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MJ: Do I look like I really want Easter eggs that aren’t made of chocolate and/or peanut butter and other fattening confectioneries?
Peter: What if it was an egg I painted something you like on there?
MJ: I’d take it because you made it for me of course, but you’re not quite the best painter, love.
Peter: What if it was a giant egg that I pop out of as your Easter present?
MJ: Depends on if you’re clothed or not
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When absolutely 0 of Biden’s accomplishments have made any kind of news, and we’ve been fed a steady diet of fear and panic for 3 years, no one gets to be shocked when he loses the next election to Donald 2.0.
Posting anything positive about the president here will get you called a capitalist bootlicker.
What do we expect to happen?
Anger sells better. Anger feels better, it feels righteous.
It’s easier to protest against a president you don’t like then to actually remain in charge and keep pushing ahead, even if small, consistent accomplishments are all you receive.
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Fluff art request of Peter and MJ kissing after Peter asks her to Homecoming
Here you go nonny!
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The Marvels
dir. Nia DaCosta | 2023
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PETER & MJ
Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021) dir. Jon Watts
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MJ: *answers Ned’s FaceTime*
Ned: Sooo how’s it going so far? First Christmas trip for just the two of you and all.
MJ: Oh it’s going…
MJ: *looks back to look at Peter in bed snoring hard from pure exhaustion, his hair a complete mess and his muscles, superhuman as they are, incredibly sore*
MJ: *coughs, fighting a self-satisfied smile* It’s going good.
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It’s been two years since Jon Watts broke our hearts. 💔
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my favourite fic of yours will always be goodbye, again. you have no idea how much it means to me
goodbye again is a supremely special fic to me that I ironically have a hard time talking about. Getting the chance to write it with @promiseofthepremise is still a big pinch me moment.
What’s your favorite fic of mine
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MJ: Okay, should I wear this out?
Peter: Oh, yes baby 😍😍
MJ: *would blush* Okay, let me try some other ideas.
MJ: *steps out in another outfit* What about this?
Peter: Michelle good grief yess 😍😍
MJ: You are the worst!
MJ: *steps out in a third idea*
Peter: Literally so beautiful. 😍😍
MJ: I swear you’re no help, dork. I think if I was wearing a burlap sack you’d still be hype
Peter: Yes. ☺️
MJ: I-shut up-just pick one-ugh *pecks him in appreciation*
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Around the holidays, Peter fights himself HARD to make sure he doesn’t go near MJ’s family’s apartment. He knows that it’s his best chance at seeing her.. and he hates himself for wanting to try to catch even a glimpse of her. It’s so wrong on so many levels. He knows it, he hates himself for it. He never wants to stalk her or invade her space.
But he misses her. And he wants to see her. Some days he feels really, really weak. And on those days he even goes as far as checking his phone to see the travel time to her family’s apartment.
But he knows better. He never does it, he never goes near her apartment when he figures she’s around. But it just tears him apart nonetheless.
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Meanwhile, MJ enjoys spending time at home with her family, hanging out with Ned in their old hangout spots, seeing the city again.
But she never feels wholly content. Something feels empty. She longs for something… some days it feels like she longs for someone. But who?
After the holidays, MJ goes back to school with Ned, feeling unsatisfied with how she spent her holiday break for some reason.
And deep down, far from where her enchanted memory can reach… her heart is screaming at her, wounded and punctured, knowing exactly who she is missing.
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Peter: *puts on EDITH before the bus ride through the Alps*
Peter: *oh man what am I gonna do, how will I impress MJ with everything going on?!*
MJ:
MJ: *oh man now he’s wearing glasses?! Why is he even MORE cute ugh I hate it hate it hate it*
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MJ: Don’t get me wrong, I’d never truly objectify you or consider you just a piece of meat because I love you
Peter: We’ve been together for years baby I think you can objectify me a LITTLE
MJ: Glad you feel that way, because that being said
MJ: Some days like today, you look like the most divine, juicy, succulent slab of well seasoned, well cooked brisket a girl could ever lay eyes on *lightly pinches his side, approving of what she feels*
Peter: *turning pink, whines* Michellleeee…
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