#felicia x mj
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novakiart · 10 months ago
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mrrrow
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feliciafan · 4 months ago
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no i will not elaborate
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meiko333 · 8 months ago
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MJFel
by @OSenekart on Twitter
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celticcatgirl2 · 4 months ago
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GURL HELP THAT SMIRK ON FELICIA WHEN MJ SAID THEYD HAVE BREAKFAST TOGETHER TOMORROW MORNING 😭🏳️‍🌈😂 👭👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩
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ranmagender · 1 year ago
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Felicia, MJ and Peter are all dating. Throuple polycule.
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erinwantstowrite · 11 days ago
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Oooo 🌀you want to make Felicia and MJ girlfriends after reading this🌀 ooooo
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ohugh,,, what's happening,,,,,,
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the-cat-and-the-birdie · 2 years ago
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SEE SEE THIS IS THE SAME ENERGY
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amorhedera6 · 1 year ago
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you don’t understand, peter parker just has so much love in his heart. he’s polyamorous, but it’s more than that. he loves every person with his whole heart completely.
romantically, yeah, of course. he has scrapbooks full of photographs of every single person he’s dated, keeps a memento box with something from every date. he remembers harry’s mom’s recipes, learns how to play gwen’s favorite song on the guitar, teaches mj skateboard tricks. he watches wade’s boring ass movies with him and doesn’t complain once, let’s ned win at his favorite board game, laughs at johnny’s terrible jokes in the mornings, lets felicia act like they’re nothing no matter how important they are to each other. every single one of them, he loves them wholly and completely, individually. he loves them all in ways he’s never loved before, because all of them are so different that he has to love them all in their own specific way.
even more than that, he makes sure to visit may once a week because he knows she worries about him when he’s patrolling. he brings new flowers to his parents and to ben as often as he possibly can. he gets coffee for the entire office every morning, most people venmo him for it, but he doesn’t ask them too, just brings it because he loves the environment, loves working there so much. every few weeks he brings in donuts. he makes sure everyone has a cake on their birthday, their favorite flavor, and a handwritten card signed by everyone. he makes sure scared women get home safely, he talks to the lost children to keep them company until they find their guardians, he remembers the names and faces of people he saves, recognizes them when he’s seen them more than once. he makes people feel so seen and safe in the city he loves just by loving them so much.
just, i love peter parker and they way that he loves.
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moon-fics · 1 year ago
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The Lime Light (prologue)
A/n: I had to reupload this bc I messed up some editing but now it's up for good!
Summary: After disappearing from the spotlight you finally return. However, a rough night and a scandalous paparazzi photo causes you to forge a new PR relationship with the beloved actor, Peter Parker.
Rating: PG 13
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The light is too bright in the questionably damp room as your agent's, Elizabeth Allen, voice blurs into the background. Stress drones out all noise from the outside world, filling your ears and mind with tv static. You rub your forehead to ease the unsteady feeling inside, your heart beating louder than a drum. 
"So, you'll do it right?" Liz asks, her voice full of hope. You know that you've been letting her down recently, avoiding roles that would boost your audience. "You can't keep turning down roles or they'll stop requesting you," She warns, wagging a finger at you.
If she was anyone else you'd snap at her, telling her you just aren't feeling the role. However, you both know you've been using that excuse for months and she's too sweet of a woman to yell at. 
It's a good plot, one that would win awards if done right. A love story with tragedy that isn't expected until the last act. A girl in love with a man with a double life, but she's in love with his secret identity and hates the man behind the mask. It's cliche beyond belief, but almost everything has already been done in Hollywood. 
"Have they gotten anyone relevant in the cast?" You ask with a heavy sigh, sitting up straight in the chair. You're now alert and invested in the conversation, at least as much as you can be. "I mean, I'd rather not work with a cast full of new faces," It's a harsh thing to say, especially since you started out in the same spot as them.
Liz nods, a burst of energy coming through her, “So you’re actually interested?” She squeaks as you nod in hopes it’ll satisfy her. It's the first time in a while you've shown interest in any gig she's gotten you, which to her, is a huge deal. She quickly shuffles through a file which you can see contains an out of order script. 
"Here we go," She hums, placing a paper with a list of names on it. You hesitantly reach for it, sliding it off her wooden desk. It's covered in scratches from her pen pressing too hard on paper, a few coffee stains as well. You smooth out the paper, starting on the first name. 
Felicia Hardy is the first name you recognize and you're surprised she isn't the lead. Instead she's stuck as the supporting actress who eventually dies off to progress the plot. From what you've heard about her, she'll throw a stink about it but eventually agree to her character's fate.
Your eyes scan over names of actors you've neither met nor heard of. You're relieved when you finally land on Harry Osborn but it's gone when you see a question mark drawn next to his name. That could mean many things but the two most likely is that he either hasn't decided or the casting director is still looking.
"Is Harry still dropping roles after what happened?" You ask, glancing up from the paper. You should know the answer, you should be asking Harry himself. But after witnessing something as gruesome as his incident, you couldn’t bring yourself to call him once he was discharged. Liz is no longer sitting in front of you, instead she's organizing her desk. She's nervous, why wouldn't she be? 
"From what I've heard from his agent," You forget that she has connections, that she's no longer a young woman struggling to keep actors. Just like how you're no longer a child sitting in a chair you can't fit in; your mother making sure you can't speak for yourself. Her words still echo in your mind telling you to cry on que and to never get close to your co-stars. "He's debating giving up acting entirely." She shrugs, tightening her bun. 
The news doesn't surprise you in the slightest, what happened was traumatizing. Even though you had only watched what happened you still have flashes of broken bone and blood on an expensive set. Even now you cringe at the thought. 
"I know you get along with Harry and I really think he might accept the role!" She cheers up, placing her hand on her desk. You wait for an explanation, already knowing she'll tell you without a prompt. "His best friend, Peter Parker, is the lead role." She squeals. 
Liz is a huge fan of Peter Parker and often laments about how she regrets not signing him to her company,at the time she thought he was a one shot wonder. He's a brilliant actor who has a great streak in the industry and a huge following of fan girls. Somehow every movie he's been in has been a hit, something an actor can only dream of. 
As much as you want to continue to pretend like you aren't known by millions, you have to suck it up. You can already feel the all nighters and coffee on your breath. As the buzzing in your mind slowly begins you hold out your hand.
"Hand me the script."
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You stare at the boy in front of you, at least a year older maybe two if you’re generous. You’re examining him from afar, imagining how he looks at every angle just so you can get a feel for him. You’ve never worked with a boy around your age, not in such a serious role like this.
His hair is well kept and he never leaves his father’s side. A part of you knows he only got this role because his father is directing the movie, I mean, Norman Osborn always gets what he wants. So why wouldn’t he want his son to become just as famous as him?
You’re so transfixed on taking note of his every feature you hardly notice your mother approaching you. Your first big role and she’s not letting you out of her sight, she calls it a precaution, but you know she just wants to keep her strings attached to you. Even at the ripe age of thirteen you understand her love is purely based on your achievements. 
Eventually, you’re thrusted onto set to practice your lines with the boy… and holy shit you’re nervous. You’re too new to acting to have any fame get into your head but you have no clue how this boy will act and honestly, you’re terrified he’ll get you recasted.
As you approach the set decorated to be a middle class kitchen your hands are sweating. You’re lucky Mr. Osborn has allowed you to hold onto your script or you might forget every line even after the hours of late night practices. Before you know it you’re standing a few feet away from the red, no brown, wait maybe both haired boy. 
��I’m Harry,” The boy speaks first, holding out a hand. He isn’t even holding a script, he’s confident he knows his lines which only makes you feel worse. You hesitate to shake his hand, worried he might crush your hand or secretly tell you how out of place you are. “I heard this is your first time in a position like this!” He continues, a genuine and bright smile spreads across his lips.
Finally, you use your voice and take his hand, “I’m Y/n, it’s nice to meet you,” You’re taken aback by how soft his skin is and how he doesn’t insult you for being nervous. Something about him is warm, he’s like a fall candle that you light at night when you can’t focus. 
“You shouldn’t be nervous just because my dad is the director. He can’t replace you,” He assures you, placing a hand on your shoulder. You don’t understand what he means, actors get replaced all the time for the simplest reasons. “I specifically chose you to work with and my father won’t risk my career over something as small as forgetting lines!” He gestures to your script, his head tilting to the side. A strand of hair falls out of place and suddenly you’re reminded that he’s not some big shot, he’s a kid same as you.
With a new determination in your chest you give him a solid nod. You feel special, you feel wanted for the first time in a while. Harry chose you to work with out of who knows how many other girls. He must see something in you, something he wants to work with. With a yell of ‘action’ and a snapping sound, the flame between friends is ignited.
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dailaz · 5 days ago
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Spider in Love.
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Fanfic: The Amazing Spider-Man: True Purpose.
By: The Secret Agent Man Jp.
Image edit: Dailaz.
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the-poor-miranha-quotes · 5 months ago
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MJ: I suppose you and I can be… friends.
Felicia: With benefits?
MJ: No benefits.
Felicia: Worth a shot.
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novakiart · 10 months ago
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gal pals
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fenrir-wolf-of-gotham · 4 months ago
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Honestly I think Peter/MJ/Felicia could be a fun pairing.
My boy Peter deserves as much love as he can get, MJ deserves a more consistent lover in addition to peter as well as someone to help her support Peter emotionally, and Felicia deserves partners who are as kinky as she is (she runs around in a black latex or leather catsuit, there is no way she isn't the kinkiest peterfucker on the planet).
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meiko333 · 1 year ago
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MJ X Felicia Edits
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celticcatgirl2 · 7 months ago
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Why must you fight…why don’t you kiss instead….
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butchbetty · 7 months ago
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spider-verse edits (2/?): earth-307021
after the death of their best friend, gwen stacy, soon followed by spider-man, all mary-jane and harry have left is each other. mary-jane fulfills peter's dying wish by continuing to protect the city as spider-woman, and now faces a new enemy, black cat, who has taken a particular interest in her. but the hero might have more to fear, as an unspoken illness starts to threaten harry's life.
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