#michelle jones oneshots

[cumulo-stratus]

(dividers by @cafekitsune <3)

Fluff- ☀️ Angst- 🌧️ Angst w/ comfort- 🌦️ Moodboard- 🌨️

Requests- open!

last updated- 5/10/24

SERIES -

Flufftober -

one fic for everyday of october based around a fluffy prompt, (im sure we all know the drill by now <3)

Long Gone[e.p] ☀️ - emily and reader share their first kiss in the after hours of the bau

Rainy Love [s.r]☀️ - y/n has always loved the rain, and decides to share that love with spencer (ps this was idea was inspired by a fic by the lovely user @ssa-atlas-alvez <3)

I’ll Remember for us [s.r] ☀️ - the team goes to Los Angeles, and y/n (the ever emotionless and stone cold profiler with a soft spot for spencer) is chasing an unsub when they fight and falls, getting a concussion and fractured wrist, spencer is there for him. (no prior romantic relationship, just friends)

Rain Soaked Sleep [s.r] ☀️ - Y/n and Spencer get home after a long week at the BAU and a rainy drive home, ready to fall asleep to the sound of rain.

Oh How I Love Loving You[s.r] ☀️ - Y/n and spencer share their first dance as a married couple at their fall wedding in y/ns hometown in new england

Softest Curls in All the Kingdom [s.r] ☀️ - Y/n enjoys playing with spencers hair on jet back home

“They’re Ours!” [s.r] ☀️ - My HC's around Spencer and sharing clothes over the course of your relationship.

There’s nothing wrong with being different[s.r] ☀️ - Spencer and his husband talk to their daughter when she gets in trouble for punching someone (daughter is 10)

Soaked in Adoration[s.r] ☀️ - My HC's around spencer and bathing/showering with his partner

“For Me?”[s.r] ☀️ - Y/n brings spencer an early Christmas gift relating to their shared special interest of the sci-fi fantasy series Dune

“You do this everyday?”[s.r] ☀️ - y/n has a pretty popular cooking channel and one day after y/n doesnt edit out spencer givving y/n a kiss when he gets home the fans go crazy wanting a video where you bake together so you make a vid answering questions while making a fall recipe

Love in the form of paper[s.r] ☀️ - Spencer tries to teach his best friend how to make an origami heart- but y/n still struggles

“Lend me some vanilla?” [s.r] ☀️ - Y/n goes to spencers house to ask spencer if he has any vanilla extract when theres a possible gas leak and no ones allowed to leave their aparment until the morning when someone can come check it out...

Sneaky snuggles [s.r] ☀️ -y/n is woken up to a surprise of his boyfriend being home- despite the fact that his case was supposed to run at least another day or two.

The good days [s.r] ☀️ - spencer and y/n go stargazing, and y/n indulges spencer with facts about his special interest- astronomy

Protector[s.r] ☀️ - after an unsub tries to hurt y/n, spencer steps in.

Lover -

the love story of y/n l/n and Spencer Reid

Ours ☀️ - Spencer finally has a conversation with the boy on the train

Enchanted 🌦️ - Spencer's insecurities grow in his friendship with y/n when he finds out about Gina

More coming soon…

ONE SHOTS -

Criminal Minds -

Like we always do [s.r] 🌦️ - (request) after Spencer proposes to his partner they decide they have to tell Spencer what they had been thinking about for months- and Spencer is always ready to support his partner

Communication issues [s.r] ☀️ - reader is from France and lived there until he was 11/12 and then moved to america and his first language is french. He also has a little bit of an accent. Basically reader is new to the team and it is their first late night back home on the jet with him. And basically they learn that when hes tired he reverts back to his mother tongue.

The fencer [s.r]☀️ - reader is a fencer and is competing in the 2023 mens saber nationals and spencer invites the team to cheer on his boyfriend. (Could be read as ftm) (Also spencer is like low key autistic in this)

Smart cookie [s.r]☀️ - (request) reader asks for readers help with a new tattoo he wants, and when reader calls Spencer a smart cookie Spencer gets flustered, and reader can't help himself

Love like a fathers [s.r]🌦️ - (request) Y/n gets hurt protecting spencer from an unsub, and they spend some time together in the hospital.

Flashback [s.r]🌦️ - spencer discusses his thoughts around having kids with his spouse after putting their daughter Diana to bed (written for @cmgiftexchange)

New Years Kiss [s.r]☀️ - You and Spencer share a New Years kiss at Rossi's house to celebrate

The Little Things [a.h]☀️ - (request) you notice all the little things Aaron does for you everyday (could be read as romantic or platonic)

Fantozzi [s.r] ☀️ - (request) The BAU decides to have a movie night at Rossi's house, and Spencer you and Spencer find a quiet corner to sit in. You both fall asleep and cuddling ensues..

Glitter Girl [p.g] ☀️ - (request) Penelope and her best friend share some banter over the phone

French Press Coffee [s.r] 🌦️ - (request) Spencer insist you take a break despite your objections

Embrace [s.r] 🌦️ - spencer doesnt feel like hes anything more than his intelligence, but ethan proves him wrong.

Home is with him [s.r] 🌦️ - Spencer comes home to find you struggling, and does his best to help

More coming soon…

MCU -

Ill always be here [m.j]🌦️ - you come out to your parents and they kick you out after your dad slaps you but mj comforts you and lets you stay with her. 

“You know your really pretty?” [m.j]☀️ - its late and y/n cant sleep so theyre ranting to MJ, its basically just a bunch of fluff crammed into a couple paragraphs

More coming soon...

Criminal Minds -

“They’re ours!”[s.r] ☀️ - Sharing clothes with Spencer Reid

BAU/Autism [s.r] ☀️ - How the team supports you and your autism

Soaked in adoration [s.r] ☀️ - Bath time with spencer headcannons

Dating Aaron [a.h] ☀️ - what would it be like to date Aaron Hotchner?

More coming soon…

Criminal Minds -

An indie fall with Spencer [s.r] 🌨️ - (request) A moodboard for an indie fall with spencer <3

A rainy day in with Spencer [s.r] 🌨️ - a moodboard for a rainy day inside with Spencer <3

College professor AU [s.r] 🌨️ - a moodboard for a college professor spencer reid <3

One car [b.a.u] ☀️ - in which all the members of the BAU are stuck in one car for a little while

"your my pillow now" [s.r] ☀️ - spencer reid x male reader

"I can still feel you" [s.r] 🌧️ - spencer reid x gn!reader

More coming soon…

[mj-jones-parker]

Spideychelle oneshots

Mj steals pieces from Peter's lego sets while he's building them just to mess with him

Between classes they always kiss each other in the hallway

They have study dates at least once a week

Peter forces Mj to watch star wars movies with him

While watching star wars movies he talks throughout the whole movie, rambling about facts about the movie and lore

She hates star wars but she agrees to watch them because she finds his rambling throughout the movies adorable but she'd never tell him that

Mj rambles to Peter about true crime and murder mysterys all the time

Mj has multiple sketch books that just have drawings of Peter

Peter is extremely clingy and wants to be held by Mj as much as possible

She pretends to be annoyed with his clingyness and complains about it but she secrecy loves it

Both of their love languages our physical touch, but Mj rarely initiates physical contact

Peter is the little spoon and Mj is the big spoon

He nuzzles his head into her hand non stop until she plays with his hair/massages his head anytime they cuddle

Peter struggles to understand things like tone and body language, so he often copies Mj's tone and body language

Whenever Mj feels any strong emotion (weather it be happiness, nervousness, sadness, ect.) she plays with the necklace Peter gave her, which he finds adorable

They constantly steal each others clothes to the point were they have multiple hoodies and shirts that they have no idea who it actually belongs to

[teddypines]

Cat goes to school

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Sumary: Just some wholesome stuff and a bit of angst (if you can even call it that) of a day in the life of Cat and Peter going to school together.

Note: it's a bit more slice of lifey than i thought it would be, hope you enjoy it. Art/picture is from Google, credits go to whoever made it.

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Peter had worked on this project for what felt like months, yet it had only been 4 weeks. He wanted to get a good grade, but most of all he wanted to show his class what an amazing cat Cat was. Peter had spent days doing research on cat behavior and hours with Cat and either Loki, Wanda or Vision. He was going to do this project perfectly, if only Cat would get into the damn travel basket. Steve and Bucky were helping him since they had the same struggle a little while ago. 

“Come on Cat, you know the travel basket, you know it doesn’t harm you” Steve spoke to Cat as Bucky held her up in his arms. Cat was stuck to Bucky’s shirt and refused to let go of him. Of course she knew that travel basket was harmless, but she just didn’t want to be trapped in it, at least that is how it felt for her. Peter looked at both men and Cat with worry. “Maybe I could just leave her here, it’s not like I really need her to be with me for my presentation.” Peter said but he looked down at the floor when both Steve and Bucky gave him a look. “No, Peter, you worked so hard on that project, Cat is going with you no matter what!” Bucky answered before Steve could even say anything.

Before one of them could do anything else Wanda walked into the room. “Hey, I heard a commotion, what is going on?” She asked as she slowly made her way to Peter’s side. “Cat doesn’t want to go in her travel basker, but she needs to so I can take her to school.” Peter answered Wanda as Bucky tried to stop Cat from clawing at his skin. Wanda looked over at Bucky as he struggled. “Let me talk to her,” Wanda said before carefully removing Cat from Bucky. “Hey, kitty Cat, what is wrong?” Wanda started, she held Cat close, almost holding her like a baby. “I don’t wanna be trapped in the basket! it’s so closed, i don’t like it! they trap me and then keep me prisoner for hours!” Cat answered Wanda, to the other it sounded like a bunch of meows. 

“Oh Cat, you know we aren’t trapping you in there, it’s just so you stay safe while we travel. We do not want you to get hurt on the way to get too tired.” Wanda explained to Cat while gently petting her over the head. Cat started to purr a bit and leaned more against Wanda. “But it scares me, I don't wanna be… Be… Be… trapped!!” Cat continued to meow a lot to Wanda. Wanda kind of understood what Cat meant, but she still knew Cat had to go into the travel basket. “I know, I know honey, but we do not confine you, I get that you feel that we, but we don’t mean for you to feel that way. Now, I'll talk to the others and get you a bigger basket, but for now, could you please, for us, for Peter, get in the basket and go to school with Peter.” Wanda reassured Cat as she cuddled Cat close to her. Cat purred and let out a small “yes.” meow.

So with Wanda’s help Cat got into the travel basket and stayed there until Happy got there to help Peter take his things to the car. Happy was carrying a big cardboard poster while Peter carried all the other stuff to the car. Wanda carried Cat, talking to her the whole way to the car. Cat was still scared, but she would be brave, for Peter.

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After a long car ride to Midtown high with Peter and Happy Cat finally was let out of her travel basket. Peter helped Happy put Cat in her harness. Happy didn’t really get how the harness worked when Peter explained it to him, so he let Peter do it after a while. Cat then waited as Happy and Peter got everything out of the car. She watched all the other students walk past them. There were a few who looked at them, and only one came up to give Cat a quick pet and say hi to Peter. 

Happy helped Peter to put his project in the correct classroom before leaving to do some minor tasks for Tony. Peter happily let Cat sit on his shoulders while he walked to his locker. Ned waited there for him. Once Peter got to Ned they did their secret handshake thingy. “So Cat is joining us today?” Ned asked as Cat nuzzled into Ned’s hand when he reached up. “Yeah, it’s easier to have her here with me all day than to ask Happy to do extra car rides and put Cat in her travel basket. Even this morning it took four of us to get her in it. But Wanda did most of it.” Peter explained to Ned as he grabbed the books he needed for the next few classes. “She seems fine now, but then again Cat is special so her behavior is a bit odd at times.”

“She’s a cat Peter, all cats are a bit odd at times. Plus she has the orange gene, maybe not a lot, but she has it.” Ned said as he and Peter walked towards their first class. Cat was happily listening and looking around the school. “Yeah, but she has black cat genes too, and brown and white cat genes. She has a little bit of everything.” Peter answered Ned before putting Cat down on the ground. “So a little bit of everything all of the time?” Ned asked. “You could say that” Peter responded as he opened the classroom door. “explains a lot actually”

“It sure does” Ned said before sitting down in their usual seats. Cat jumped onto the table and lay down in the middle of it. 

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Cat spent most of the classes asleep next to Peter. Some classes she slept on Mj’s lap or curled up around Ned’s neck. She was a good kitty and at lunch she got a lot of extra pets and attention from all the other students. She waited until it was her time to shine. 

Finally after multiple hours of just napping in class or thinking how annoying the teacher was, Cat finally got to shine. Peter was setting up his project at the front of the class and Cat sat patiently on the table. A few of the children looked at Cat with big interest. Cat saw this and jumped off the table where Peter was still setting up and trotted over to them. She gave Peter’s classmates headbuts and pawed at their legs for attention. This went on for a little while until Peter was ready. He grabbed Cat and put her back on the big table. “You can do a little round around the class after i showed anatomy” Peter whispered to Cat before starting his presentation. 

And so after cat anatomy and a bad Grey’s anatomy joke from Peter, Cat started to trot around the classroom again giving more headbuts and paws. By the end of the presentation Cat was back on the big table and Peter was ending his little list of end facts. “Owh and Cat can see ghosts.” Peter said ending his presentation. Everyone laughed when Peter said Cat could see ghosts, but Cat didn't. She was a bit annoyed that Peter got everything right but the ghost thing. But overall she had a good day and wasn’t so scared of the travel basket anymore. Which meant she wasn’t really mad at Peter.

The two of them got picked up by Tony after school and Peter proudly told him about his grade from the project and his school day. Cat happily sleeping in the back seat listening to Peter yep on.

[lapseinrecs]

penny for your thoughts

By deniigiq @deniigi

On Archive of Our Own

Status: Complete; Oneshot; 22nd part of Dumpster Fires Verse series

Summary: Foggy broke them up by vociferously admiring the progress Karen was making on her vomiting gourd. They all rallied around this artistic monument for a bit. May decided that everyone needed to drink hot cider and Matt waited, kindly and politely, until everyone was holding a drink and nervously giggling about the silliness that was The Conjuring. “You wanna hear something actually scary?” he prompted to sudden silence.

My thoughts: Actually hilarious in a kind of dark way because its Matt telling an orphanage story so of course it is. 100/10. The whole series is kind of fantastic, but specifically reccing this one in the spirit of Halloween and all that jazz. But lobster rolls (which i linked below) is also hilarious and you should read it.

Other Fics in Series:

Part 6 - just roll with it: Peter swore up and down that the guy was legit and MJ needed an internship, so she ended up only slightly bullying her way into interning for Mr. Matthew Murdock, Attorney at Law that summer. And really, she was bestowing her grace upon him because Jesus. Christ. It was so much more work than it was worth. (MJ meets the team)

Part 27 - lobster rolls: He looked up to see Double D holding out a green and black can. It was a Monster. The kids at school drank them all the time; Abe from AcaDec drank them on the study days before competitions so he could cram for longer. “May says those’re poison,” he noted. “No, poison is poison,” Matt said simply, “These are friends." (Peter discovers energy drinks. Wade has an abundance of feelings about it.)

Part 29 - can’t always fly: Peter stood up. The tension in the room went as taut as a pulled thread. He picked up his bag, and wordlessly walked out. (MJ watches Peter struggle with bullying at school. When he finally cracks, she and Ned get scared and go try to find him some help.)

[swanimagines]

MCU AO3 SERIESES

EVERYTHING FOR MCU

Tony Stark

Steve Rogers

Natasha Romanov

Thor Odinson

Peter Parker (Holland)

Bucky Barnes

Wanda Maximoff

Carol Danvers

Quentin Beck

Loki Laufeyson

MJ/ Michelle Jones

MISC

Preferences

(Any of the other characters don't have any requests written nor pending as for now, so I'm unable to have serieses for them as AO3 requires you to have at least one oneshot written to be able to add it to a series, and I can't promise serieses for characterloks who don't have requests pending/I have no ideas of my own for them)

For anyone who's concerned, THESE ARE NOT ONESHOT COLLECTIONS, they are made using AO3's "series" feature.

If you want to be informed about new fics for MCU or its individual characters, create an AO3 account and subscribe or bookmark any of those serieses listed above. There are buttons at the top right corner for those, or on top on mobile. I do not do Tumblr taglists anymore.

Also, if you're wondering, requests are ALWAYS open and you're welcome to leave one or multiple. Just remember to read my rules and pick a request type from this list.

[ao3feed-petermj]

In the Dead of Night

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/4qlbjo8 by InAStarlessSky “You’re beautiful, you know that, right?” He leans in to press a soft kiss to her forehead. She nods, slowly. “That’s–” He shifts, this time brushing a kiss to the curve of her cheekbone. “Why I came here,” here he lays another kiss to her jawline. She leans back, shivering slightly at the contact. “-to tell you,” he mumbles between kisses. “-it’s very important.” Or the one where Peter sneaks off to see his girlfriend who just happens to be in Berlin the same time he is. Words: 662, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 5 of KCAWS oneshots Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Michelle Jones (Marvel), Peter Parker Relationships: Michelle Jones/Peter Parker Additional Tags: trysts, Berlin (City), Fluff, Precious Peter Parker, Flirting read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/4qlbjo8

[ironstrangeao3]

Heart of Stone

by Trickstress

Peter was only supposed to be having a normal trip to The Met to look at art when he accidentally bumps into a statue and breaks a witch’s curse. No field trip will ever be normal for this boy because he ends up being emotionally adopted by a sorcerer and a billionare.

Based on the prompt: “What if Tony and Stephen ended up being turned into stone, and the only way, unbeknownst to anybody to change them back would be for their stone bodies to touch each other, since, of course, they are soulmates and each other's one true love in this idea.”

Words: 3246, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Doctor Strange (Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Peter Parker, Michelle Jones, Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, James Rhodes, Pepper Potts

Relationships: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange

Additional Tags: Prompt Fic, Transformation, Witch Curses, Time Travel (by accident), Peter Parker Can’t Have Normal Field Trips, The timeline is fucked anyways, Stephen became a sorcerer in 2013, ultron still happened without Tony somehow, i’m not gonna explain it because I will not be tricked into making this more than a oneshot

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/45388501

[demigod-of-the-agni]

🍄Decriscribe your wip/one of your wips in the format of “___ + ___ =___”  ⚠️Which wip your most likely to finish or update next?🖍Post Any sentence from your wip🤔What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?❤️Not a question, just a second kudos to send.

🍄Describe one of your wips in the format of “___ + ___ =___”

Michelle Jones + Machines = Certified Badass

⚠️Which wip your most likely to finish or update next?

Can't say... probably some kind of oneshot for the Mythic Mumbattan series? but I'm currently going haywire over the FFXIV/ATSV drabbles

🖍Post Any sentence from your wip

“Gwen glanced at Pavitr, who had his head resting on Gwen’s shoulder; the weight of it was uncomfortable, and Gwen had a half mind to tell him to move when she heard him snore.”

It's technically one sentence !!

🤔What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?

Raaa I'd really love the write the MCU/Doctor Sleep fic... there are so many thoughts on that but I just don't know where to start lol

❤️Not a question, just a second kudos to send.

sending a kiss through the screen

ask me questions to make me continue procrastinating on fics

[ao3feed-stevebucky]

Your Friendly Neighborhood Matchmaker

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/auOVK6J

by Plaws_Xaver

AU where Peter isn't Spider-Man but sneaks into random buildings and sticks a sticky note with a name and number. Then instructs them on what to do.

Words: 1186, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 5 of Peter Parker oneshots

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe RPF, Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Peter Parker, Ned Leeds, Michelle Jones, Shuri (Marvel), Tony Stark, Friday (Marvel), Karen (Spider-Man: Homecoming), Pepper Potts, James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers

Relationships: Michelle Jones/Shuri, Friday & Karen (Spider-Man: Homecoming), Ned Leeds/Original Male Character(s), Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers

Additional Tags: Matchmaker Peter Parker, im surprised theres a tag for that, Lesbian Michelle Jones, Lesbian Shuri (Marvel), Bisexual Ned Leeds, Friday Has A Friend, Tony Stark Feels, Pepper Potts Feels, Steve Rogers Feels, Bucky Barnes Feels, Precious Ned Leeds, Aromantic Peter Parker

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/auOVK6J

[ao3feed-friendsofspiderman]

Skirt

by Plaws_Xaver

Peter has been keeping a secret from the Avengers lately. The Avengers are confused.

Words: 1680, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of Peter Parker oneshots

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Marvel Cinematic Universe RPF, Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Peter Parker, Michelle Jones, Ned Leeds, Tony Stark, Original Characters, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov (Marvel)

Relationships: Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds, Tony Stark & Avengers Team, Wanda Maximoff & Natasha Romanov

Additional Tags: Peter Parker is a Little Shit, BAMF Peter Parker, BAMF Wanda Maximoff, BAMF Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Peter Parker Lives in Avengers Tower, Peter Parker in a skirt, Ned Leeds In A Skirt, Michelle Jones In Shorts, Confused Avengers

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/45269854

[rejectofsociety]

Marvel Masterlist

— SERIES

↳ Misadventures of Steven Grant and Peter Parker

Part One: Keeping Someone Around —1.2k— for the first time in a long time, Peter feels as though he has a friend rated: g

Part Two: Ramblings of Two Lunatics —1.7k— after nightmares awake him, Steven takes a moment to give his new friend a call rated: g

— ONESHOTS

↳ So, We Got Detention —1.2k— Michelle and Peter attempt to make conversation on their way to detention rated: g

↳ Roses Are Falling For You —1.2k— Michelle used to drive Peter absolutely insane. now, he can’t get enough of her rated: g

↳ Don’t Flirt With My Sister —1k— while helping the Wilson’s fix their boat, Bucky gets a brief break and Sarah decides to join him rated: g

↳ We’ll Get Old If We’re Lucky —2.2k— after Peter comes home with a bullet in his side, he and Michelle discuss growing old, and if they’ll be lucky enough to get there rated: t, discussions of death

↳ I Will Make You Hurt —1.7k— Ned and Michelle assure Peter they’ll never leave his side, while he promises to never let them get hurt. he just hopes he can keep that promise rated: T, implied death

↳ almost remembered —2.6k— Michelle begins to remember Peter, but under the worst circumstances possible rated: t, amnesia

↳ so much déjà vu —2.3k— there’s something not right today, but Michelle’s not sure what rated: g, amnesia

↳ Fell In Love With a Girl —12.5k— how Peter Parker finally kissed his childhood friend, Michelle Jones rated: t, discussed character death

↳ trails and tribulations of love and loss in every form —540— spider-Man finally feels free rated: g

↳ Spiders Don’t Get Cold —3k— Michelle offers Spider-Man a helping hand on a cold night rated: g

↳ Hands Off, Otto —1.2k— seems like Otto has a little crush on May rated: g

↳ every spark of friendship and love will die without a home —3.8k— Peter just walked away from the fight of his life— but he can’t say he won. rated: t, grief & character death

[claireunoia]

HAPPY TO SERVE YOU ➪ MICHELLE JONES

⊱✿⊰ synopsis : it’s your first day working at a small coffee shop and the cute awkward worker there helps you get settled in with the new environment ♡.

⊱✿⊰ pairings : mj x fem!reader

⊱✿⊰ word count : 1.7k

⊱✿⊰ warnings : heart-clenching fluff, like dangerous fluff, so much fluff you’ll basically be just a ball of fluff at the end of this, FLUFF, language, reader being adorable, mj being sickeningly cute, just a bunch of cuteness, laughing, lots & lots of laughs and giggles its almost insane plsss, annoying owner, that’s it!

❥ ─ author’s letter to you : ❝hiii everyone, i’m back with a mj fic after some ages lmfao. mj looked so cute and domestic in no way home every time it showed a scene where she was at the coffee shop so yk i had to write about it. i hope u guys enjoy this, i love y’all <3333!!!❞

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➙ IT was your first day on the job.

Your first day at the small cute, local coffee shop called Peter Pan donut and pastry shop. you happened to discover one day when you were walking down the streets of New york. Apparently they were hiring and you happened to be a broke student in need of a job and needed something to do to pass time as well. So you hurried to take the opportunity and you got hired by the rude owner of the shop almost immediately.

Now here you were, wearing a long-sleeved white shirt underneath with the uniformed blue and pink buttoned up shirt on top that you have to wear. Behind the counter with the cute curly haired girl that you were too busy falling for.

Her name was Michelle, but she told you to just call her MJ with a quirk of a smile on her lips. She's a worker at the coffee shop and has been for a while now. with being the only one working here besides one other named sasha. she has to show the ropes and basically give you a tour and tutorial on things since it's your first day.

“Okay so y/n, first day. Alright! So have you ever made a frappe?’’

You shake your head in reply to her question, indicating a “no”

You then see the girl make a face as she sighs, “of course she hasn't made a frappe, she has no experience. Good one mj” mj told herself with a duh tone surrounding the edges of her voice, chuckling when she saw you giggling at her words and actions. You cover your mouth in another giggle before dropping your hand down with a grin.

“It’s okay”

“Okay” mj chuckles with you as she begins to walk you to the machine where you make the frappe’s.

“Frappe’s are the easiest drinks to make, besides from our milkshakes. It's really simple so you’ll get the hang of this fast” She looks back at you to see if you were paying attention. When mj looked at you she caught you staring a little too intently at her face and laughed while waving a hand across your view. “Uh helloo, is y/n there?” she teasingly voices out, laughing when she saw you snap out of it. “Dang, am I already losing you? We haven't even got to the baking yet” mj quips with a lift of her brow.

You immediately widened your eyes and slapped your hand to your face. It's your first day on the job and you're zoning out in the middle of learning how to work here, you're so screwed. All because you fell in the trap of the girl's beauty and voice. What if you get fired before you could even talk to a customer, what if she tells the boss and oh my-

Mj noticed your quick little panic episode and placed a comforting, a little awkward hand on your shoulder. A warm and kind look swimming in her eyes as she tries to reassure you.

“Hey, it's okay y/n. It happens, no need to worry and stress about it” you sighed at her words and lifted your head back up. Immediately meeting her brown beautiful eyes and her cute little smile she seems to always do. “I'm truly sorry, I don't know what happened there. I promise it won't happen again mj. I'm sorry” lying straight through your teeth. Not about the sorry part but about you not knowing what happened. You knew exactly what happened, her beauty is what happened.

Mj shakes her head, her teeth now on display as she moves her hand to swipe a piece of her hair up and away from her face. “y/n don't be silly. There's no need to apologize. See, I already forgot what had happened. What happened??” she asked you with really convincing cluelessness written all over her face.

You smile widened tremulously, your cheeks at the point of hurting.

“Nothing happened,” you replied with a shake of your head, your brows furrowing in fake obliviousness. You swore you felt your heart skip like 5 beats when you saw the smooth wink mj sent you with a knowing look and a grin painted on her lips before she turned around to the machine again.

“Oh my lord, she is so freaking cute” you mind shouted at you.

“But I was just saying making a frappe is really simple and easy and that you would catch on really quick” she turned back around and when she got a nod of understanding from you, she turned back around to contuite her little lesson.

“So I'll just make one first just to show you how it all works, then I'll let you take it away, sounds alright?’ mj asks you, facing your interested features with a kind glint in her eye. You nod once more with a “yes” leaving your lips before paying close attention to mj as she begins making the drink. Once she successfully makes the drink a bit too expertly, she turns to you, her curls bouncing as she did so.

“See! Not so hard, making these are actually kinda therapeutic” she speaks as she begins to move over to another part of the counter. Moving around the shop like it was second nature to her. walking up to the part where the lids and straws were held, grabbing the appropriate lid for the cold drink and then stuck a straw into it.

Looking at you with a little smile before it dropped into a look of determination. “Now, you can have a free excellent, delicious, cold caramel frappe if you can make your own. And trust me, you’re gonna want to try my frappes”

The drink did look so refreshing and good, and you were going to get it. “Deal” you stated with your own look of determination, amusing mj and even yourself. But mj knew u had this in the bag because if you didn't you’ll need to have a lot of things covered.

After a small rocky start, you ended up with a successful creation that was a simple caramel frappe. Mj proudly but teasley congratulating you and like she promised, she gave you the frappe that she made which did look different than yours for some odd reason and you gave her yours. Both of you trading drinks to one another. The cup has the shop’s go-to trademark “we are happy to serve you” on a sticker that's put onto the plastic.

With eager movements you took a long awaited sip of the frappe and your eyes were quick to widen with surprise. Mj almost immediately knew why your face lit up, curdoisy of staring at your features ever since she first gave you the cup.

You lifted your brows before taking another sip to make sure and you were definitely sure of it. “Okay, so this is oreo and not caramel” you laughed at mj with a little look. Mj was looking at you with a shy little smile on her face, raising a finger to move another strand of her curly hair away from her face before speaking. “Yeah i uh… slipped some oreos in there without you noticing and managed to blend it all without you catching on. I wanted it to be a surprise” she explains to you, her mind screaming a million thoughts as she watches your reaction. Wanting you to love her idea or something.

‘Oh so that's why they looked different, you thought to yourself.

You actually feel a euphoric little butterfly swirling in your stomach when you notice the girl was feeling shy and nervous about it, god she’s so cute. “You said that a million times already idiot” you screamed internally. “Mj i love it so much, it literally is so delicious. Thank you for doing that” you warmly smile up at her, dying when she showed her teeth at you. She nods her head in reply to your thanks with a quick “no problem” leaving her.

“God, she's so freaking cute” you thought to yourself once-

��Uh.. what??”

“Oh my fucking god i said it loud that time” you cursed with a loud huff, your face srunching up in complete cringe. you did not want to see mj’s face at all, not even a little bit because what if you just completely messed everything all up. Your eyes were locked close as you just felt so done in that moment. What finally made your eyes open was the next words that left mj’s lips.

“I think, your so ‘freaking cute’ as well, y/n”

The both of you stared at each other, a moment of silence passing as you both stared at one another. Your mouth opened and closed in shock like a fish and that is what triggered the laughter from mj and quickly her’s triggered yours. Both of you are in a fit of laughter.

Soon enough both of your guys' laughter died down and a nice, comfortable silence fell over you two. Well that was nice and comfortable until it was interrupted.

“IT SOUNDS TOO QUIET, YOU BETTER BE TEACHING HER MITCHELL” the loud, ear bleeding worthy voice of the owner shouts from the back. Michelle immediately rolled her eyes before he could hear his sentence. She's clearly over him and his voice and been over it, you could tell. “I, AM! AND ITS MICHELLE! … fuckin’ dickwad” michelle groans lowly, annoyance and irritation laced all in her voice and tone. She couldn't stand him. Her scowl quickly turns into an amused look when she sees you slap a hand over your mouth to cover a laugh.

“Before he says anything else, lets moves to baking shall we”

“Lets!”

[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.

[ddejavvu]

MJ fucking sleepy reader

sorry i know this says fucking but i couldn't get the imagine of sleepy oral out of my head

this post is 18+, minors dni.

The smooth skin of MJ's cheeks pressed against your thighs, her hair bundled in a loose bun behind her head. The flyaway strands escaped, brushing against your thighs and giving you another reason to squirm.

The first, of course, being her tongue buried inside your cunt. The smooth, languid strokes of her tongue through your folds had your hips gently arching upwards, her hands on your thighs guiding them back down to the bed.

"Relax," She murmured, her voice as soothing as the gentle stirring in your belly, "Just close your eyes, angel."

[uselesssomebody]

𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕞𝕒'𝕤 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤 - peter parker x reader (request)

complete masterlist | mcu masterlist | peter parker masterlist

“𝕒-𝕓-𝕔-𝕕-𝕖-𝕗-𝕦” - abcdefu | gayle

➵ part one of the ‘abcdefu’ miniseries

words || 𝟜𝕜

summary || in which peter cheats on the reader and causes them to find a way to get back at him

a/n || ok so hi i'm not dead.

➵ posting now cuz no way home comes out in 3 days (!!) for me and i'm real excited to watch it

➵ this is a request! anon request - and the original prompt is at the bottom because otherwise some things are spoiled.

➵ next thing out will be the part 2 to the stucky-non-stucky fic (greetings from california)

➵ some warnings: - infidelity (peter cheats/attempts to cheat on reader) - mj being a good friend (not a warning, just people always make her out to be a bratty boyfriend-stealer and she'd really never do that) - probably doesn't make a lot of canonical sense - a little rushed - really ooc peter (like he'd never do most of the stuff he does in this fic.

➵ originally called 'abcdefu (I)’

➵ enjoy!

continuation || part two

warnings || angst

i stared at the picture displayed on her phone screen. my boyfriend’s extremely distinguishable instagram account - complete with the dumb pun he’d kept as his username that we’d both giggled at - and the message under it.

‘i know this might be a little weird. especially since we’ve been friends for a while. but i want you to know’

‘i really like you. a lot. and i want to know if there’s any chance that you’ll let me take you out?’

‘there’s an exhibit at the smithsonian i heard you mention to ned. we should go sometime.’

the most jarring part of it was just how similar it was to what he said to get me to go on a date with him. it was almost a copy-and-paste - actually - but he mentioned a chinese place near his apartment instead of the smithsonian.

mj looked at my face of shock, placing a tentative hand on my back.

“i’m really, really sorry about this.” i shake my head.

“uhm, it’s not your - it’s not your fault.” my voice cracks a bit, and i turn away from her a little.

“i don’t want to make you feel worse, but i think you’re entitled to know that - well, when i asked if he had a girlfriend, he sorta mentioned you guys breaking up.” she said something after that, but i couldn’t hear it over the sound of blood rushing in my ears.

the fucking audacity.

i wanted to strangle someone. hell - i wanted to take that stupid lego piece he always raves about making with ned and hit him over the head with it.

i can’t look at mj - and now we’re both silent.

“i - thank you. i woulda looked like a real idiot staying with-” i pause, any number of insults ready to spew, but i opt against it, “him. i appreciate you coming to me before doing anything.” she nodded.

“yeah - ‘f course. and, uh - look, we don’t know each other that well, but if you ever need anything from me, then just let me know.” i nod, a small smile creeping on my face.

“hey, let me ask - how good is this smithsonian exhibit?”

⌟

⌜

it was pretty good. mj was the quiet type - as far as i knew - but the new exhibit detailing women’s suffrage had her ranting like a podcaster. i didn’t know nearly enough to keep up with her, but i was very content listening to her quiet whispers and rambles as i inspected each aspect of the exhibition.

we went out for lunch after. she was unbelievably sweet about the whole thing - her watchful gaze bringing me more comfort than concern - knowing that she wanted to make sure that i was okay, without bringing up anything that would trigger me.

i didn’t realize how much i needed a day out with a friend - instead of what i’d been doing up until then.

“hey, could i talk to you real quick?”

i shut my locker door in a bit of a rush, startled by the voice from behind it. of course, that included dropping a textbook. a small squawk of shock escapes my lips, but before i hear the large thud of it hitting the floor, a hand suspends it right at my waistline. i look up in even more shock, and meet peter’s half-smile, ever present in his brown eyes.

“wow.” my statement’s a little breathy as i take the book from his hands, place it into my locker, and close it - properly this time, “you need to talk to me?” he runs his fingers through his hair, nodding.

“yeah - that’d be great.” i smiled, gesturing him to lead the way.

⌟

⌜

i don’t think me and pete would have ever actually talked if we hadn’t ended up being assigned as partners for a project. both of us just a bit too ambitious for our own good, we ended up alternating between each other’s houses for the few weeks leading up to the deadline. my house was mostly empty whenever he came over - but i quickly realized that his aunt may would be someone i’d be meeting quite a bit. she was unbelievably sweet, if not a bit bad at baking, but she was really a gracious host.

realistically, our conversations always strayed off work, the actual things we were doing being just a bit too dull to hold a conversation about. we talked about our childhoods, best subjects, hobbies, favorite movies, favorite music - really, anything. that led to us keeping the star wars movies on in the background of our little study sessions - or, should i get the chance, i’d put on one of my must-listen playlists.

if there was one thing i enjoyed about him - it was the company. we didn’t really have to be speaking, but his presence alone made me comfortable.

we got an a+ on the project. to celebrate, we went out: a well-deserved dinner for the both of us. then we went out again, a trip to the movies (as friends, of course).

we’d occupied each other’s weekends for nearly two months - before he finally got the balls to ask me out.

⌟

⌜

i knew i had finished my classes for the day - but i could have sworn he had physics in another 5 minutes. regardless, i followed him out of the building.

“you alright?” he asked, after a few seconds of silence. he’s looking at the cloudy october sky, noticing my definitely not warm enough outfit. he immediately shrugs his jacket off and, before i can stop him, he’s placed it around my - admittedly - cold shoulders, leaving him in a pale blue hoodie.

“you - uh, you didn’t have to.” i say, juxtaposed to my hands pulling the jacket further over my chest.

“i know.” there’s another silence.

“so…” i glance at him through my peripheral, and his nose and cheeks have gone a bit pink. smiling a little, i assume it’s from the cold, “what did you want to talk about?”

“um, i - well, i was going to work myself up to it but-” i stagger a little.

“y’know you can talk to me right? what is it?” then, it clicks.

the hesitance, the blush, his general awkward demeanor.

“is it a girl?” he chokes on his breath a little, and i giggle, “i knew it! who is it? the brunette in chem? the one with the pink hair in calc?” my mind’s racing - with both theories, and that he was actually willing to tell me about his crush.

“no, no - not either of them.” i quirk an eyebrow, shocked that both of my -what i thought were spot-on - guesses had been so easily rejected, “i actually feel like i’m a lot closer to her.” i’m silent as i think about who on earth he was actually quite close to. he sighs a little, a small smile on his face, “which is why i’m currently asking her if she’d like to go out on a date with me.” i stop in my tracks, unbelievably confused by his ambiguity - before i realize that there was really nothing to be confused about.

the confession hits me like a truck, and all i can do is gasp and point an awkward finger at myself. the spectacle makes peter laugh, before he nods.

“look, i know it’s little weird because we’ve been friends for a while now. but-” his face is serious, and he goes to clear a few strands of hair from my face, “i really like you. i needed to shoot my shot.” i gulp a little, the softness of his anxious smile making me realize i needed to put his poor heart to rest.

“where’re we going?” his toothy smile shines once he processes my answer.

“oh! there’s this cool-looking chinese place right next to my place. i thought we could-”

“that sounds perfect. friday?” he smiles wider, nodding.

“friday.”

he was really all a girl could ask for. at the start, anyway.

there was nearly half a year of consistency and joy in this fucking relationship. there was the cute, impromptu moments, the long nights spent with each other, the way he’d introduce me to all his friends as his. oh - and, who could forget the priceless look on flash’s face as he realizes midtown’s very own penis parker got a girlfriend - a bruise to his perpetually lonely self, as well as his massive ego.

his friends were as sweet as he was. ned, the loveable goof that he was. more than that, he was one of the most loyal people i’ve ever seen, doing anything he could to make me comfortable - and, in all honesty, the reason i saw peter so highly: whenever me and ned were alone, he’d tell me tons of cute, fun, and sweet stories about my new boyfriend.

then there was mj. well, according to ned, they weren’t really friends, but she did hang out with them quite a bit. she was a bit quiet, and - when she did speak - it was because something in our conversation had caught her attention. we didn’t talk nearly as much, but she was polite to me - and we had that one conversation about a recent bill considering abortion rights that she’d been following for weeks and i... well, i saw it trending on twitter.

he spent a lot of time with her. it started off as a general annoyance towards her. then it became a bit of a general fondness. then they started talking a lot. soon, he was as close to her as he was to ned, talking about facts that she’d tell him, talking about conversations they’d had. and i totally didn’t care - except that he talked about her all the time.

and i did try to ignore it. i didn’t want to be overbearing, especially into this short a relationship - so i let it go every time he talked about her. except for one time:

i was at my absolute limit with everything, and i managed to squeak out a timid, “you talk about her a lot, you know.” he was midway through telling me about one of those murder cases that she’d told him about, and his face falls a little. there’s a pause.

“sorry, i thought you were interested.” i want to scream at him, scoff, roll my eyes and tell him that i’m not her. but the mopey look and the puppy eyes he had trained on the floor made me feel devastated that i caused him to stop his excited ramble. i quickly shake my head.

“no, no - i am. please, continue.” his face brightens again, and he finishes the story - though, with the courtesy of not going into too much detail, or mentioning mj’s name that much.

later that night, i remember him consoling me, “i hope you’re not worried.” the topic had long since left my mind, so i looked at him in confusion.

“worried?”

“about mj. and, well, that we’re friends.” i shake my head.

“nah, i don’t mind it. i - um, guess i was just a little annoyed.”

“a little jealous?” i snap my eyes to look at him, a playful - some would say shit-eating - grin on his face.

“no, not jealous!” he shrugs, hands up in surrender.

“fine - but you are cute when you’re jealous.” i scoff at him, giggling a little as he pulls me into a tighter hug.

i should’ve trusted those instincts - i wasn’t being a paranoid girlfriend. i underestimated just how well i knew peter - well enough to know when he falls in love with someone.

real fucking shame that someone wasn’t me.

it’d been nearly a week and a half. he’d tried texting.

‘hey, wanna meet up tonight?’

my response was just as concise.

‘go fuck yourself’

i promptly blocked him, going out of my way to avoid him between classes. i quickly realized mj had been doing the same, leading the both of us to always eat our meager lunches off campus together - usually in a comfortable silence.

ned tried talking to me. i let him, although i knew he was acting as peter’s messenger.

“hey, how’re you doing?” my eyes look up to meet his, a soft smile trying to goad me into a conversation.

“i’m fine. you?” i try to remain as curt as possible - while remembering that this was ned - and no one could ever be rude to ned.

“i’m - i’m good. hey, is everything okay with you and peter? i don’t see you guys together much anymore.” i force a smile.

“just relationship issues. if you’re really curious, you should ask him! i’m sure he knows what he’s done.” he squints his eyes in confusion, before shrugging.

“alright, whatever you say. have a nice day.”

“you too, ned.”

⌟

⌜

he finally managed to corner me as i tried to grab a book from my locker between classes. i noticed him come out of the bathroom through my peripheral, and immediately cursed under my breath, trying to sink as far into my locker as possible. people milled around behind me, and i hoped they covered up my figure enough for him not to notice.

of course, he did.

“hey, y/n. we need to talk.” i roll my eyes, the cliche oozing off his tone. i kept myself busy with my locker.

“i don’t think we do.”

“oh, come on, y/n!” his voice raises, causing a couple people to look at us. i whip around to face him, a look of pure venom in my eyes.

“what? what the fuck do you wanna say?” i hiss at him.

“what do i wanna say? i want a fucking explanation from you! ghosting me, ignoring me, fucking blocking me?” i glance around. the general traffic had stopped, with quite a few people staring at the spectacle peter was creating.

“peter, can we please do this some other time?” i say it through my teeth, not bothering to look him in the eyes.

“no - there is no other time. you gotta give me something.” i scoff.

“you want an explanation? fine. you wanna know why i blocked you - because you tried to get with the girl you said i shouldn’t be worried about.” he blinks at me, a little stunned. our voices are accompanied by hushed whispers all across the hall.

“what? what are you talking about?” i huff at him, muttering an ‘un-fucking-believable’ under my breath as i reach for my phone. i open it, brandishing the picture of his messages to mj and shoving the screen in his face. he takes it from me, his face dropping as he looks at it. there’s an almost unheard ‘shit’ that leaves his lips.

“now you remember what i’m talking about?”

“god - no, you don’t understand, it was a mistake - i didn’t mean to send that to her.” i laugh, but it’s humorless.

“really? well, who did you mean to send it to?” his hard gaze meets mine, jaw clenched as his face mirrors the fury present in my own.

“you know that’s not what i meant.”

“we’re done.” i slam my locker shut, fully forgetting about my book, and duck underneath his arm. he grabs my wrist before i can get away, causing me to choke a little.

“what?” i’m seething, the watchful glares of everyone not helping in the slightest.

“you deaf, parker? i said we’re done.” my voice’s also raised, wanting him to revel in the same humiliation i was feeling. he yanks me towards him, bringing his lips to my ear.

“no we’re fucking not - you’re not leaving me.”

“well, you shoulda thought about that before trying to get with someone else!” i wrench my hand out of his grip, attempting to make my way to the exits. i was so fucking done with everything - classes was bottom priority on my list.

“fuck you, y/n!” he shouts after me, causing me to screw my eyes shut and try to block out his voice, “you weren’t even fucking worth it! she was so much more to me - you were just fucking there. that’s it! that’s all we were!” i’m nearly 10 meters away from him, but i hear an unbelievably distinct whisper slip past his lips. i would have been freaking out that i’d heard him, should the contents of the whisper not have pissed me off so much.

“fucking bitch.” i turn around and glare at him - probably looking unhinged. for a second, i don’t know what to say, all i know is that i want him to hurt like he made me hurt - cry like i cried. i saw his eyes widen, and his mouth open, tongue flopping out for a half-second like he was choking. i blink twice in shock, the anger dissipating a little, and he goes back to looking healthy: a little red and gasping for air - but healthy.

“well, now you’ve lost me and her.” i turn back and leave before he can react.

the way home is filled with me blaring my music at full volume through my earbuds, trying to drown my thoughts with overbearing drums, melodies and poetic words. i fumble with my keys this time, causing a frustrated groan to leave my mouth. before i can get it open, someone from inside unlocks it - allowing me entrance. i’m a little confused - my parents are barely home, especially midway through a weekday.

that’s when i realize it’s not my parents. the small purple suitcase is immediately recognizable, as are the small trays of baked goods i spot on the counter. i whip around to look at the exaggerated smile on my grandmother’s face.

“grandma?” she nods, pulling me into a tight hug.

“hey, darling! my gosh, you’ve grown - haven’t you?” her intonation is one of my favorite sounds in the world - the drawl just long enough to not be annoying, but to instead be comical. i never got bored of it.

“s’not that much, only a half-inch. it’s the heels!” i point down at the boots i was wearing, that added a solid 4 or 5 inches to my stature. she looks down, fawning over the color for a bit, and causing me to join her.

suddenly, i’m feeling good again.

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my paternal grandmother. i grew up with her - my dad promising not to leave her side after the death of my grandfather. in all honesty, the arrangement became mutually beneficial - after all, she was the one who ended up raising me.

i grew up hearing her stories - but i quickly realized they were all stories after she’d already become a grandma. she barely ever told me childhood stories - and god forbid we mention her in her 20s and 30s.

i didn’t really care that much, though, feeling content with the stories she did tell me - as well as her almost otherworldly baking skills, over-the-top jokes, and her habit of getting way too invested into movies we’d watch together.

she didn’t live with us anymore, but she visited for a weekend once a month - and i always looked forward to those visits. it just so happened that this one coincided with the worst day of my life. and she was going to help me through it.

agatha l/n, née harkness - solving my problems 1 cookie at a time.

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she’d managed to stop me thinking about the day, about my ex - really, about everything - all while we caught up. but then, when we decided to watch a movie, even her little quips and comments could not stop the surging of blood i could hear in my ears everytime i pictured his face - or remembered his words.

“you alright, honey?” i snap my eyes open - not even realizing i’d closed them, and look at her. she had a concerned look in her eyes.

“yeah - yeah, i’m fine.” my words are breathy, and she reaches to pause the movie.

“are you sure? you can tell me if something’s wrong.” i feel my bottom lip quiver, her empathy making me want to come undone. she notices, and she rushes to my side, cradling me into the drapey sweater she had on, “what’s wrong, baby? talk to me.”

i felt a tear slip down my hot cheeks, and it’s all it takes for me to tell her everything. she listens patiently, though i notice her tense when i mention peter’s last words to me. we grow silent after i finish, both of us contemplating what to do. suddenly, she adjusts my face so i’m looking at her.

“i’ve got a plan.” i look at her, confused.

“a plan.”

“to get back at that idiot.”

“peter?”

“yes, honey - him.” i think about it for a minute, before realizing that i didn’t care that this was petty.

“what is it?”

she leaves me to shuffle through her suitcase, procuring a thick book from the very bottom of it.

“sorry honey, haven’t done a revenge spell in a couple decades - need a refresher.” she flicks through the book, while i try to process what she’s said.

“a what?” she looks at me, a look of realization on her face.

“you were never told?”

“told what?” she goes quiet, before a small smile grows on her face. she points to the remote across the room, and i follow her finger. she makes a beckoning motion towards it, and - i have to blink.

no, no, no that can’t be right!

it was moving towards us, all on it’s own accord. not just moving, it was floating. i was staring at it, mouth agape - fully dumbfounded - as it finally lands in her palm.

my throat’s dry, but i manage to splutter out a choked, “what? how did you-”

“you’re dad’s getting a stern talk for not telling you this.”

“what did you do? how did you do that? is it magnets, a string? a device?”

“it’s magic, darling.” my eyes widen further at her casual comment.

“magic! that’s not real! there’s a scientific explanation for this - what’d you do?”

“science won’t help you here.” her voice booms for a second, and i look up in shock, a dark look on her face. i quickly snap my mouth shut, and let her continue, “i won’t overwhelm you tonight - i’ll explain everything later. now, come here, let me teach you this.” i tentatively walk over to her, looking over her shoulder at the book.

i was freaking the fuck out, but i remembered that this was still my grandma - and i still trust her.

“what - what does it do?” she smiles at me, pleased to the fact that i was warming up to it all.

“it makes the subject twice as upset as you were because of what they did to you.”

“and it just… knows? is there, like, a scale for it or something?” she lets our an amused exhale.

“something like that. are you ready?” i sigh.

“yeah - yeah, i guess i am.”

“perfect. put your hands up.”

original request:

Can I request a Peter Parker x reader with the Lovers to enemies trope? Like Peter cheated on (y/n) and got ridiculed over, Peter even embarrassed her at public. (Y/n) was full of hatred? It was then revealed that her grandma is Agatha Harkness and Agatha knows that her grandchild wants some revenge and she’s willing to teach her some magic.

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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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