#mj week 2023

[mjweek]

Hello, Spidey Fandom! 

I hope this new year has brought you health and happiness so far, and that it continues to prosper throughout 2023. The best news to announce is that our beloved MJ Watson will be celebrated for an entire week again, for the third time! I can’t believe it’s already the 3rd official MJ Week. This is an event that is so special to me, and I��m excited to share the new prompts with you for the year. 

As always, this week’s purpose is to highlight the importance and depth of MJ, to emphasize her character as a whole person. The prompts are to encourage writers and artists and MJ-lovers of all kinds to express your thoughts and feelings through fanfics, moodboards, artworks, graphics, gifsets, etc.

If you post your work on AO3, make sure to add it to our ongoing collection, MJ Week. When you post on Tumblr, make sure to tag our blog so we can boost your work!

Prompts

Monday, April 10th: Between the Reveal and the Spell - Fill in the gap between Far From Home’s ending and the first act of No Way Home (the first spell). A lot of the footage was not included in the final cut, so what do you think should have been added, too?

Tuesday, April 11th: Quiet Moments - Amidst the mayhem of living in a superhero-filled world, what are some of the moments in between that are…quieter? What are the slices of life that MJ experiences?

Wednesday, April 12th: Free Day - Anything you want!

Thursday, April 13th: College AU - Our girl got into MIT! What is her life like? What does she major in? Any extra-curricular? Who does she meet? Will Spider-Man come back to her life…? 

Friday, April 14th: MJ Remembers - The final spell of No Way Home caused MJ to lose her memories of the existence of Peter Parker. How would it be like for her if when she remembers who he is? 

I hope you are all excited to participate and good luck!

Disclaimer: No racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, pedophilia/age in-appropriate ships, non-con, etc. We reserve the right to deny any creations that we feel can cause harm.

[ravagedarkness]

MJ Week 2023: Of Secrets and Vandalism

(My entry for @mjweek)

I had a feeling that Peter Parker was Spider-Man. Well, it was more than a feeling. Honestly, the signs were obvious. There were the times he’d come to school looking like he was roughed up. He suddenly dropped several clubs and other extracurricular activities. Plus, it was always rather interesting to me that Peter would disappear right before Spider-Man showed up to handle a crime or a crisis, like in D.C. He even cut out on Liz at Homecoming. I didn’t know why until the morning after. That was when news broke about Spider-Man defeating and catching Liz’s father.

It was just an all-around sucky situation for both Peter and Liz.

For days, Flash would get on Peter’s case about it, teasing Peter over and over about how he dropped the ball with Liz. The look of sadness and frustration on Peter’s face said it all every time it happened. After some days, I figured I needed to put an end to this.

“Hey, Flash,” I finally said one day during practice. “I think we all had our fill of Homecoming jokes.”

Flash looked at me with a smug look. “The jokes write themselves,” he replied with a shrug. “If Peter didn’t drop the ball with Liz and run out of Homecoming like a pussy, maybe we’d still have her as captain.”

I felt my right eye twitch. From the corner of my eye, I saw Peter shift in his seat. Everyone else in the room were looking at Flash and I. They knew Flash stepped on a landmine.

“So you have a problem with me being captain?” I asked in a grim tone.

Flash held up his hands in defense. “I’m just saying that maybe –”

“Maybe this, maybe that. Are maybes the topic now?” I made absolutely no effort to hide how annoyed I was.

“Um, Michelle…” Peter spoke up.

I turned my face towards him slowly. “First of all, I believe I told you that I prefer my friends to call me MJ. Second of all, it would be in your best interest to not interrupt.” I then turned my attention back towards Flash as Peter went quiet. “Now back to you. Since you want to talk about maybes, let’s talk about maybes. Maybe if Liz’s father didn’t engage in criminal activities, her and her family wouldn’t have to move away and force her off of everything Midtown related. And maybe if you spent less time picking on other people to make yourself feel better and more time actually taking practice seriously, maybe you’d actually be more than an alternate on this team. However, we’re not dealing with maybes and what ifs. We’re dealing with reality, and the reality is simple. Liz’s father is a criminal that fucked around with Spider-Man and found out, which forced Liz to move. And, despite having a better practice attendance record than Peter…” I gave Peter a sideways glare. “…not that that’s saying much…” I looked back at Flash. “…he has been outperforming you without even trying. But since you like talking about maybes, maybe the next time you feel like complaining about why Peter gets chosen over you for competition, you should start looking inward ask yourself if you’re the problem.”

The whole room went quiet. Well, it was mostly quiet. Ned, who was seated next to Peter, was covering his mouth, trying to hold back his laugh. He was mostly successful, I guess, but I still heard the squeaks of the trapped laughter from his throat. I almost didn’t notice the look of surprise on Peter’s face.

Almost.

I took in a breath, leaned back in my seat, and smiled. “Now, let’s get started.”

After practice, I told Peter to hang back. Once everyone was gone, I guided him to a corner of the library. During practice, an idea popped into my head. It was a somewhat crazy idea, but I figured it worth trying.

“Hey, Mi-, I mean, MJ,” Peter said. “Thank you for –”

“Don’t mention it,” I interrupted. I furrowed up my eyebrows. “Don’t think for a moment I’m cool with your shaky attendance, either. I need you to step up. Flash is not the only viable alternate we have anymore, so I have no problem yanking you off of first string or kicking you off the team completely. Do you understand me?” Peter swallowed as he nodded. “Good. Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about something.”

He raised an eyebrow. “My attendance wasn’t what you wanted to talk to me about?”

“Nope.” I popped the P when I said it. “I need your help on something. I can’t tell you what it is yet. But I need you to meet me outside the Trader Joe’s near MoMA PS1 tonight. And wear dark clothing.”

“Um… are we going to be doing something illegal?”

I smirked. “Yes, but it’s for a good cause.” I turned and walked away. “I’ll see you tonight at 11. Don’t be late.” I knew he had questions. He’d get his answers eventually.

Later on that night, I waited at the meeting spot. I was dressed in all black sweats and a pair of black Air Force 1s. Over my shoulder was messenger bag. To my surprise, Peter was actually. I figured he’d be late doing Spider-Man stuff – assuming he was Spider-Man. I was only 66 percent sure. Anyway, Peter arrived. He was dressed in blue jeans and a black sweatshirt.

“You’re actually on time for once,” I deadpanned. “Miracles do happen.”

“Oh ha-ha,” he snarked. “Seriously, why are we here this late at night?”

“Simple.” I raised my shoulder, bringing attention to the messenger bag that hung from it. “We’re going to break into the MoMA PS1 building and vandalize an exhibit.”

He narrowed his eyes. “…Okay… and why?”

“It’ll make sense when we get there. Now come on.”

We made our way to the museum. I didn’t tell Peter that I was scoping the place out for weeks, to the point that I memorized the code to get in through the back. I reached into the bag and pulled out two ski masks. I handed one to him. He eyed me for a bit, but he put it on. I put mine on before I stepped up to the door. I punched in the code. After hearing a beep, I opened the door. I beckoned Peter through. After he walked in, I stepped inside and closed the door behind me.

“Follow me,” I ordered. He did so as I walked through the building. I looked left and right, taking in the different pieces of art. I was looking for a certain exhibit –one that was going live tomorrow. It didn’t take me long to find it. I stopped when I saw the banner hanging from the ceiling.

“The Future of Art,” Peter read aloud.

“A future people are trying to prevent,” I added.

“Is this like a Skynet situation?” I looked over my shoulder at him. “I’m just saying, it sounds like you’re trying to prevent the rise of The Terminators or something.”

I rolled my eyes. “You really are a nerd.”

He tilted his head. “Says the captain of the AcaDeca team.”

“Fuck you. Let’s get this over with before the security guards starting doing their sweeps.”

We entered the exhibit. Peter looked around at the digital prints that hung on the walls. “What’s so bad about these art pieces?” Peter asked.

“Look closer,” I urged. He glanced at me before he stepped up to one of the pieces. It was a picture of a woman in lingerie sitting on a bed in front of a window. It took him a moment, but then he saw it. He saw the extra fingers on her hands. He saw how her legs, covered in stockings, seemed to be a part of the comforter she was sitting on. He saw how her ankles were a part of one foot. And he saw how one of the curtains seemed to be a part of her hair.

“…What the…?” He looked back at me. Even with his mask on, I could practically feel the look of confusion. “What is this?”

“This, Loser, is AI Art.”

He leaned forward a bit. “You mean, like pictures made with Dall-E and Midjourney?”

“The very same,” I said. “Most of these pictures are generated by pulling art from the internet, stealing other people’s work. So, we’re going to vandalize it the exhibit to send a message.” I reached into the bag once more and pulled out two cans of spray paint. I tossed one to Peter, who caught it with one hand. He looked down at it. He then looked at me.

“Do you often do stuff like this?” he asked.

I nodded. “I do. Do you remember when Gaydon Creed tried to run for mayor and his ties to The Friends of Humanity were exposed?” He nodded. “Yeah, that was me. But do me a favor and keep it to yourself. I like to keep this part of my activist activities a secret.”

Peter nodded quietly, silently agreeing to my request. I smiled underneath the mask. I was about to turn away before Peter spoke again. “…How come you asked me to come along?”

“Well…” I trailed off. I tried to think of the right words to say. I swallowed the lump in my throat. It was now or never… or at a later time, perhaps, but this was an opportunity to have this talk. “I always wondered something about you. And I wanted to ask you about it. I figured you were hiding a huge secret. So, I decided to do a trade – my secret for yours.” Peter looked down towards the floor. “You always go missing right before a certain hero shows up. You left many clubs at school – AcaDeca is the only club you’re a part of now. And there are times you show up to school looking you had a rough night.” I walked up to him slowly before I stopped a foot short of him. “Are you…?”

Peter slowly raised his head and looked me in the eye. I could see the gears turning in his head. I didn’t push him. I just waited. I knew he was weighing the pros and cons. Spider-Man wasn’t like other heroes. Everybody and their mother knew the real names of The Avengers, from Tony to Natasha (though, I wonder if Natasha really was her actual name, he apparently being a spy and all). I had a feeling that only a handful of people knew who Spider-Man was underneath the mask. After several seconds, he averted his gaze and nodded.

“How many people know?” I asked.

“Only a handful… The Starks and their people, Ned, my aunt…” He chuckled bitterly as he returned his gaze to me. “I didn’t even get a chance to tell them, really. Tony tracked me down and Ned and Aunt May saw me unmask by accident.” He shook his head. “I don’t like my identity being out there. Because if the people I fight and take on find out who I am they’ll –” He paused for a moment. “…Adrian… The Vulture… He figured out who I was, and he threatened to kill me and my family if I didn’t just go to Homecoming and do nothing while he tried to steal a whole bunch of alien tech from a Stark Industries jet. I almost stayed.” He saw his Adam’s apple move before he continued. “…I couldn’t even say anything to Liz afterwards. I didn’t mean to embarrass her like that. But, I couldn’t just… you know.” He tilted his head. “Please don’t tell anyone.”

“As long as you keep this between us, we’re good,” I assured. “Like I told you, I’m trading my secret for yours. But um… we’re going to have to talk AcaDeca practices in the morning. For now, let’s get to decorating.”

He nodded. “Yeah, let’s do it. Honestly, these pictures creep me the hell out.”

I chuckled. “Same.”

We got to spray painting. There wasn’t a single picture that was left untouched by the time we were done. There was one particular one that Peter took his time with. It was a weird pic of Flash and Spider-Man behind turntables. I finished things off by spraying a message on the floor.

Support real art. Support real artists.

After that, we left. When we were outside, Peter wrapped his arm around my body and pulled me close.

“Um, Peter,” I uttered, a bit confused.

“It’s faster this way.”

Before I knew it, he jumped in the air and shot a strand of webbing. That was the first time he took me webslinging. I wished it was my last time. Still, we got to my building in record time. We landed on the roof. He pulled away and looked at me. I took off my ski mask and glared at him.

“Next time, a little warning,” I said.

“Sorry,” Peter replied sheepishly as he took off his mask. He went quiet for a moment. “I… Um… Thank you.”

I raised an eyebrow. “For what?”

“For taking me along for this and… you know.”

I scoffed. “Dude, you saved my friends and do good deeds around this city. It’d be pretty fucked up if I exposed you.”

“I just wish people weren’t mad at me about what I did to Liz.”

I sighed. “It sucks for her, and I wish she didn’t have to go through that. But while I love Liz to death, I’d take her being heartbroken and embarrassed over being worried about being vaporized by some alien laser weapon or something.” I smiled. “It’s a sucky situation, Peter, but you did the right thing, Peter. I hope you understand that.” He looked at me for moments. He then smiled slightly and nodded. I playfully pushed him on his shoulder. “Now go home and get some sleep. And your ass better be at practice.”

“Yes ma’am.” He put on the ski mask. “I’ll give this mask back to you tomorrow.” He turned away and brought his right arm out. After he shot a strand of webbing, he looked over his shoulder at me. “Hey… if you ever need backup for something like this, come find me.”

I tilted my head and raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure you want to do that? What if I take you along to burn down an oil refinery or bomb a government building?” Of course, I wouldn’t do any of that. There was a fine line between activism and terrorism, and I was bent on not crossing that line, ever. No, I only said that to try and get a rise out of Peter.

But, I didn’t get the kind of reaction I was hoping for. Instead he stared at me quietly for a few seconds before he spoke. “Because, MJ… I trust you.” That was the last thing he said before he swung away.

I watched him for a bit. I then scoffed as I shook my bed. “Loser,” I said to myself. I made my way towards the door to get back inside my building. I was starting to get sleepy. Still, I smiled to myself. It was a job well done tonight. And if I was feeling warm and fuzzy in my chest because Spider-Man… Peter… trusted me, well, that’s my little secret.

[watsonmj]

spider-man: homewrecker

day 2 (and 4) of @spideychelleweek

Peter and MJ are married. MJ’s a famous actress. Peter’s still Spider-Man. People think Spider-Man and MJ are together. The problem? Everyone knows MJ is a married woman.

It’s not a well-kept secret that Spider-Man is a homewrecker. He’s a great hero, no doubt about it, but he’s not universally loved in New York City. Not that he’s ever been universally loved here—too many damn cops out for his blood for that to ever be true. And that’s not to mention Jameson’s smear campaign against him. But it’s funny. The only thing Jameson never touches about Spider-Man’s misdeeds is that he’s secretly fucking one of the most famous, married actresses of all time: MJ Watson. Yeah. It’s a bit of a moral quandary.

[missamyshay]

chiaroscuro

Rated G | 2 chapters | rekindling old relationships, model MJ, photographer Peter Parker, fluff

Originally for @spideychelleweek days 2 & 3 | Prompts: Famous!MJ & Meeting again after high school

He swears he recognises that laugh.

And then she looks up at him, tossing her hair out of her face and it's—

"MJ?" Peter breathes.

Then he remembers, they're not sixteen anymore and she's not—"Sorry. Michelle,” he corrects himself.

She shakes her head slowly, her eyes connecting with his as she smiles a little. "MJ's fine. MJ's...better."

chapter one

[bluepinstripes]

it’s never over

spideychelle week 2023 - day two - famous!mj

While MJ Watson may be out of reach due to her millions of fans and airtight security, Michelle Jones-Watson is equally unattainable. She broke up with him three weeks ago. She’s hardly reached out since. Peter’s been trying to throw himself into Spider-Man to keep his mind off of her, but, well, with billboards literally broadcasting her face all over the city, he’s finding that to be pretty impossible.

Or, it's the night of MJ's big premiere, and Peter can't stop thinking about her.

[petermj-week]

The Countdown Begins: 58 days till Spideychelle Week

See you then!

[kanmom51]

JK update 2 November 2023

MV teaser

I do have thoughts about where this MV is going. Will reserve them to myself (mainly because they are probably all crap, but also because I'm really not able to write full on essays at this moment). If indeed I was on the right track I will share them with you later on. If not, well you'll know, lol.

A couple of things I did notice, well so did everyone else:

We got black swan JK. We know who loves black swan JK.

We get black versus white (JK black, the woman in white).

Which is interesting, given that JK is being compared to Michael Jackson by many in this MV, and the black and white motif being played (?), when JK and JM did MJ's B&W dance back way then...

Another interesting coincidence?

And we also have this:

Which is an interesting choice made by JK. Yes. A choice made by JK.

I cannot wait to see what he has install for us.

Tonight show

We're getting JK on the tonight show on 6 Nov 2023.

JK has a super busy week ahead of him, and I guess he'll be off to the US real soon. Because on this coming Monday he has Jimmy Fallon, and then on Wednesday he's on the Today show.

Today show

Funny thing with this one though.

I really don't think this was that hidden event on JK's promotional calendar. You know, that mysterious unknown for 8 Nov.

This feels like a last minute thing. The Citi concert series was actually concerts going right through summer, last one ending 31 September. Nothing in October. JK was never on that list that was planned and pre-announced months ago. And now suddenly JK's concert on 8 Nov. Just JK's concert announced. Nothing else.

And that makes me wonder what was actually planned for this date and why was it changed around.

JK Golden introduction

So, what does JK tell us?

That the order of the songs has meaning and was chosen on purpose.

That what we were saying all along is just that - the album is targeted for the Western market, hence it being in English.

He also said that he will record a song in Korean (when he can) and to look forward to it. I'm wondering if we have a song in Korean waiting for us pre-enlistment.😭😭

His favourite tracks are the main track - Standing next to you, and Hate you. Although he loves them all.

And again showing us how humble he is, lol.

The man stated he wants to be a global pop star. But when he's called that he feels embarrased.

As for Standing next to you:

"I'll always be with you no matter the situation/conditions".

Anyway, tomorrow Golden is coming out.

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[writeroutoftime]

speak now

pairing: peter parker x reader

summary: when peter is getting married, you just want to go and make sure he's happy. but what happens when the officiant asks a very pertinent question?

warnings: none

words: 1.8k

a/n: this is an idea I've had forever, but in honor of taylor's version of the 'speak now' album, I finally finished it! please enjoy!

oOoOo

Leaning against Michelle’s kitchen counter, you glanced down at her pile of mail and noticed a thick, glossy card sticking out. “What’s this?” you asked curiously, moving forward to pull the card out from the pile.

Before you could, Michelle’s hand reached out and snatched the card. “It’s nothing.” she told you, rather unconvincingly.

“Alright.” you conceded, looking the other way before darting your hand out to grab the card from MJ’s unsuspecting hands. “Let go!” you shouted, wrestling the paper into your grasp, letting out a triumphant shout when you won the struggle.

Looking down at the card, your eyes scanned the cursive lettering, quickly noticing it was an invitation, suddenly freezing in your spot. The longer you stared at the invitation, the more you thought your heart was going to break out of your chest with how erratically it was beating. Tears welled in your eyes, yet you did nothing to keep them at bay.

You are cordially invited to the wedding of Peter Benjamin Parker and Regina Ann Thompson on August 15, 2023

“y/n.” MJ began, approaching you cautiously, arms open and eyes cast down in pity.

“He’s getting married.” you whispered, more so to yourself than anyone else. “When did you get this?” you asked, spinning around to face your friend. “When did you get this?” you repeated, waving the invitation franticly.

“Three weeks ago.”

Three weeks ago. Definitely too long to blame the postal office for a late invitation. “So, he doesn’t want me there.” you spoke aloud, falling down into a nearby chair.

It wasn’t that you felt you deserved to be at Peter’s wedding or that it was the greatest sin of all times you weren’t invited; but you thought that after everything the two of you had been through he would have at least had the decency to call you – hell even a text would be great – to let you know he was engaged. Once upon a time, the two of you were a couple, and there was a time in your life you imagined that you would be the one to marry Peter. You were so young and in love, oblivious to the world around you and the challenges that threatened your relationship.

As one of Peter’s oldest friends, of course, you knew that he was Spider-Man. In fact, you supported him through it all, never letting it get in the way of your friendship or the feelings you had for him. Eventually, Peter wised up and asked you out, and the rest was supposed to be history. While everything was fine at first, down the road you learned how difficult it was being the significant other of a superhero.

The sweet nothings and soft gazes eventually morphed into harsh words thrown at each other in the middle of the night after long patrols for Peter and constant worrying for you. Secrets built up like skyscrapers and the trust that once existed between the two of you for so long dissolved. Eventually, you figured it was better to stop now before either of you said things you would regret, no matter how much it hurt.

“This is exactly why I didn’t want to tell you, y/n. You were just starting to live again, and I don’t want you to hole yourself back up.” MJ explained, wrapping her arms around your frame.

You let her hug you, keeping your own arms limp against your side, the gears in your mind turning and turning. “Take me as your plus one.” you finally said, pulling away to look MJ in the eyes.

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”

“Please MJ.” you begged. “Let me have, let this be my closure.” you continued, your mouth seemingly working faster than your mind. “I won’t even talk to him or let him know that I’m there. Please, I just want to see that he’s happy.” you cried, voice breaking at the end.

At the end of the day, even if Peter had left you with a broken heart, you just wanted to know that everything worked out for him. Even if you couldn’t be the one to give it to him, Peter deserved his happily ever after. Silently, you pleaded with MJ, your eyes glassy and desperate as she mulled the thought over.

“Fine.” she yielded. “But then that’s it, you have to get back out there and live your life.” she compromised.

“Promise.” you agreed. “He won’t even know that I’m there.”

oOoOo

Weeks later, you found yourself outside a church watching as friends and families eagerly filed in. Your eyes watched as MJ continued inside to her seat up front. She had offered to sit in the back with you, but you urged her to be there to support Peter. Besides, she would find you after the whole ceremony was over and you could make your escape.  

As you waited, your leg bounced, nerves continually rolling through your body. All you wanted was a glance of Peter before the ceremony. Looking both ways with determination, you snuck into the back rooms of the church, searching for where Peter would be waiting. Before you could find him, however, you heard voices coming your way, so you slipped into the nearest empty room, pressing yourself against the wall. Sucking in a breath, you willed yourself to become invisible. But what you heard had you slowly poking your head around the corner.

“What the hell?” a voice shrieked out. “Are you able to do this, or do I need to get someone else to do your job?”

Once glance and you saw the shouts came from Peter’s bride to be – Regina- who stood in front of a trembling bridesmaid, pointing fingers widely. The dress she wore looked as though it came straight out of a bakery, and you had to hold in your laugh. The bridal party walked by the room you were hidden in, and you pushed yourself further against the wall.

A breath of relief escaped your lips, but your heart clenched immediately after. Was this who Peter was marrying? Was this who was going to make him happy for the rest of his life?

Knowing you didn’t have much time left, you hurried into the church and slipped into a pew in the very last row. It wasn’t long before the officiant came out, shortly followed by Peter.

It was like time stopped the moment your eyes landed on his figure, His dark hair gelled back for the occasion, fiddling with his sleeves as he waited. You tried to gauge his emotion – was it a happy-nervous tick or a ‘dear god someone get me out of this’ nervous tick. Before you could think on it anymore, the organ music changed and the bridal procession began as the bridesmaids walked down the aisle before everyone stood as Regina walked out.

While all heads turned towards her, yours stayed on Peter the whole time, analyzing the way he reacted to his almost wife walking towards him. A smile graced his features, but even from far away you could tell the smile didn’t reach his eyes. Was all of this a joke? Was he settling? Looking for a way out?

Your mind raced with all these thoughts as officiant droned on. But something in your heart kept calling to you. Telling you that this wasn’t the way things were supposed to be. Telling you that you had to do something. Even if it was a mistake, you couldn’t live with the ‘what ifs’ that would plague your mind if you stayed quiet. And so, when the officiant called out “…speak out or forever hold your peace” you knew it was your moment.

As if possessed by some unknown force, you peeled yourself off the cold pew and stood among the sea of viewers. A collective gasp rang out through the church at your action, MJ being one of the first to look at you with a ‘are you kidding me’ look on her face. But, more importantly, you caught Peter’s gaze for the first time in months.

His jaw went slack as he stared at you. It had been months since Peter allowed himself to look at you. He had tried to shove everything that happened between you both into the furthest corners of his mind, but it seemed like fate had other plans.  

“What is going on?” Regina demanded, recognition in her eyes as she started you down.

Sweaty palms rested against your thighs, and you knew this was your last chance. With a deep breath, you let it all pour out. “Look, Peter, I am not the type of person who should be interrupting a wedding of all events. But I also know you. And I know that you are not the type of guy who should be marrying the wrong girl.  

“This is selfish of me, I’ll admit that. And if I am completelywrong then say the word and I will walk out of those doors with a smile on my face knowing that you’re happy. Because that’s all I want for you. But if there is even a small part of you that doesn’t want to go through with this marriage, then don’t.” you practically begged, not yet finished.

“You deserve all the happiness in the world, Peter. I know we had our challenges, but we were also something amazing together. So, please, don’t be noble Peter Parker always wanting to do the right thing. Do what you want to do.” you told him, fighting back the tears. “And, again, I know this was awful time, but I was told to speak now, right?” you asked through a watery giggle, staring down the man you loved as if your life depended on it.

There was a heavy silence that blanketed the church over the next few moments. With each second that passed, your heart grew heavier and heavier fearing you made a terrible mistake. Finally, you accepted defeat and began to walk out of the hall. You held yourself tightly, trying not to cry until you made it outside. However, before you could reach the doors, you felt a hand grasp your wrist, spinning you around.

You let out a breathy gasp as you stood face to face with Peter, his lips only inches from yours. It was as if time stood still in that moment, and you had to bite your lip to convince yourself it wasn’t all a dream. Any words you wanted to speak got stuck in your throat, but Peter leaned close to you, his warm breath against your ear caused you to shiver.

“I'll meet you when I'm out of my tux at the back door.” he whispered, nodding ever so slightly in confirmation.

Stumbling back, you left the church and found your way to the backdoor outside, waiting nervously. Nearly 10 minutes passed when the door floor opened, and Peter stood, his tie undone, and his tuxedo jacket abandoned. His hair looked mussed as though he had been anxiously running his fingers through just as you knew he had the habit of.

“Peter.” you breathed out, reaching towards him, nervous he might disappear.

“Did you mean it?” he questioned, grasping you against him tightly.

“What?”

“Did you mean everything you said in there? Are we going to make this work? Tell me I didn’t just walk out of my wedding for nothing.” he begged, also just as scared and vulnerable as you felt.

When words were lost on you, you instead closed the distance between the two of you until your lips met his for the first time in months. Though, it was like no time had passed as you and Peter fell into a familiar rhythm, saying all the apologies and confessions you couldn’t speak aloud. Yes, there was still a lot to work through, but you were together again and that’s all that mattered.

Thank god you were around when they said speak now.

[stimming-purple-owl]

[Og post made sept 7, 2023 on Twitter]

Hobie headcanons cause exactly no one asked

Tw for 16-18 for mild gore and violence

Thread is over 20+parts so uh have fun and a pt. 2 will be there soon and yea these r all over the place

Og post from twt

Shhh tots not the reason I'm doing this💥💥

[Tfw ur body is deciding to break down so now all ur kins must have hcs that match]

1💥This one is like 50% stolen from @/nurtleteckye. he has tourettes/tics/twitches in general. His physical ones cause no harm to him.

2💥He lacks spatial awareness, and is totally(/hj) why he smacked into that bus during the rescue in mumbhatten

3💥 Hc that hobie that that one wick that straight up doesn't act right n he always hugs the wall so no one can't see it lmao

4⚡️his nostril piercings (as in he has both nostrils pierced incorrectly) cover the lines on his nose

5⚡️expanding on that, he does all his piercings himself, and does have a belly piercing. Some are incorrectly angled but that's only because he was going kinda slow when doing them.

6⚡️he changes color/ texture when you tap him, and can glow like a nightlight if he tries hard enough

7🎸stolen from @/circusmantis, he unknowingly displays his thoughts/feelings as text print on his body.

8🎸in the shots where he jumps off the building and does a flip, the first few times with his boots he would actually clip the building, and scuff the actual shit out of them. He still does from time to time

9🎸 he names every single one of his guitars and musical equipment, the red one in the movie is his MJ (maryjane) and his amp for concerts is also named MJ (Micheal jackson) (he thought it was cool they were matching)

10🏁his vest actually belongs to one of his older siblings, its one of the few things they left around before they all kinda grew apart

11🏁along w/ the vest, his first guitar (he keeps it in his boot somewhere no one can get it) , red boots that were originally white, and an old wisdom loc from his parents are all in his collection, they're in a trunk he lies about to others that's full of "extra band equipment"

12🏁and he hates lying, never does unless its something personal he doesn't wanna share.

13🧷the callus on his hands aren't fromt guitar playing, but actually from how much he'd hurt himself while creating his vest

14🧷has more than 1 vest n pants, and actually has jackets (cant wear them anymore so he lets his friends have them after taking certain things off)

15🧷 spends long periods of time as nonverbal, communicating through his guitar if he truly needs to (knocking,banging, string plucking, etc) [ he'd point at specfic stickers to answer questions]

Props for getting this far down‼️‼️

16‼️ tw// violence, gore for the next 3/ going forward

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the first time he hit someone other than osborne over the head with his guitar, he learned to not actually aim for the head cause its deadly/paralyzing. And instead aims for the torso or legs with MUCH less strength

17‼️he doesnt often hit with his guitar, but there are spikes on the underside of the body to actually crush skulls if he needs to

18‼️one time he forgot he had a healing factor, so when he saw his bone once after breaking it BAD he actually lost it for a while (it healed in like a week and he was fine but best believe he started placing metal plates in his boots to reinforce them)

[Will update this as time goes instead of making a thousand posts to follow up]

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[ravagedarkness]

A Cup of Sugar (@spideychelleweek Day One - Friends to Lovers)

Michelle didn't really care one way or another about her neighbor across the hall. A cup of sugar changed all of that.

@spideychelleweek Day One

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[muse-of-gods]

How is it that every time Peter goes to study at the small cafe in his building Mr Stark shows up? At first he thinks it must be a coincidence and Tony also says so when he comes to his table and they drink a coffee together. But when it happens multiple times a week, Peter knows something is up.

It's not that he doesn't enjoy it. His crush on Tony grows with every meeting. And he can't believe it when Tony actually asks him for a real date one afternoon. It's only when he tells MJ about the date that he finds out that she has texted Tony every time Peter was out so he could show up and charm Peter. And how can Peter he mad at MJ for playing their matchmaker?

For @starkerfestivals Summer Bingo 2023: Matchmaker

[missamyshay]

glitch

Rated E | 3 chapters | friends with benefits, exes to lovers, colleagues

Originally for @spideychelleweek day 6 | Prompt: Friends with Benefits

How's the mandatory date?

Peter scowls at the screen briefly. He wants to grab his phone and text her back, to tell her that it's her fault that he has to go on mandatory dates in the first place.

Okay, maybe it's not entirely her fault.

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Yes, sleeping with your ex is objectively a bad idea.

Except when it isn’t.

chapter one

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Not sure if you're actually interested in talking more about this, but I'm jumping in anyway because I relate so hard to being confused about the spiderverse timeline. Not only did everything about the society and Miguel happen fast, but a bunch of other stuff don't add up either? Like.

The first film takes place in early December 2018 according to Miles' test (if we can trust that? It does snow several times) and Peter's headstone, and Across takes place less than a year and a half later... or in July 2023 according to the bodega's security cameras?

Also, the news anchor says Peter was 26 when he died, but the headstone says 1991-2018. Then his birthday was in mid to late December? And he died right before it? That's sad. Oh! Speaking of birthdays: Miles asks why he can't go back to Brooklyn middle school. Soo... he's 13 (which the art book claimed, I think??) and skipped a grade? Is his birthday also late in the year? It has to be imminent if he can be 15 in a year and four months.

And Mayday! Babies typically start crawling at 7-10 months. 9 months of pregnancy + 7 months of living baby = 16 months, or a year and four months! MJ must've gotten pregnant immediately after she and Peter B reconciled. That's effecient of them, but I guess she'd waited long enough.

If we disregard the security cams, it's actually April-ish 2020. How long has Gwen been with the society? She says "a few months", yeah? If that's the truth, it must be between two and five months, because Jess' belly was noticeably big in the prologue, but she's yet to give birth by the end. So! Gwen joined in December or January? Maybe February? That's winter. Is it common to be dressed in shorts, tights, and sweater but no coat in New York during winter? Because that's how she's dressed. And the people around her are wearing t-shirts.

Gwen and Hobie has been on "a couple dozen" missions together. That's at least 24, if he meant that literally. Nearly one every day for one month. But it can't have been continuous because he's got shit to deal with in his own dimension in between. How do they manage their time? Do they have a schedule? And this has less to do with the timeline and is really something that just hit me:

Did Miguel deliberately gather all those spider-people to intimidate Miles with? Because HQ is teeming with spider-people doing mostly nothing (and that's only in the lobby). Don't they have villains to catch at home? I'm picturing Miguel sending a mass dm to everyone about how he needs them to come in and act natural – they have a 15 year old that has to be put in his place!

All this to say: I don't think you're dense about this. I think it's the writers that can't math.

BRUH ACTUALLY DEADASS

HOW LONG HAS JESSICA BEEN PREGNANT??????

Because her pregnancy and Gwen's time there PLUS pavitr joining in under six months is SO JARRING AND CONFUSING.

I assumed Gwen was with them for like 6 months, but that seems way too long so maybe 3? And we can (generously) say Jess was maybe 5-6 months pregnant? So okay, she's about to give birth.

And as someone who lives in NY, nah Winter here is a good 40F(4C) here or lower - even spring you have to wear a hoodie and it's like 60F(15C) until July so I don't know when they recruited her tbh

But for some reason I always assumed that Gwen joined before Pavi did, but I guess not?? But Pavi had only been Spider-man for six months? So did they recruit him right away or was HE the 'new guy' before Miles???? And why would they recruit him right away?

Yeah and with Hobie's work schedule - like I'm assuming they don't go on missions only together because she knows Pavi and LOTS of the other Peters, so either shes going on other missions with other people too- meaning Gwen has done a couple dozen with Hobie and THEN some, or she has a lot of time between missions to meet a lot of Peters around campus.

But then that adds up to like 50 something missions. Unless anamolies are happening every single day, that's still 10 weeks, five days a week - at the least.

And they have training rooms!! So i'm assuming Gwen didn't start going on missions right away with the way Miguel was treating her - so what the hell?????

It's like....

If MJ got pregnant right away, at the same time Miguel got the watch - how long did it take him to meet Peter B.??? Was Peter B the first one he met? And how long did he know Peter B before he lost his daughter? Mind you - all in under a year or so. How long was he with his daughter?????

This makes NO SENSE. NO SENSE WHATSOEVER

And also to answer your last point:

Personally I think, yes Miguel actually made a concentrated effort to do that.

I wrote about it in my Hobie dialogue break-down - but the entire Spider Society scene was propaganda meant to intimidate Miles. Hobie even points this out, telling Miles 'propaganda bro'.

Their watches can take them anywhere - Jess goes to the bridge in Mumbattan. But when they need to see Miguel, they make Miles look at the all (trained) Spider-people. Then they take him to the prison area, then the go home machine. They could've just teleported into Miguel's lair, but instead Miguel made them do this whole tour (things Hobie and Gwen have seen), before meeting Miguel.

In my opinion Miguel absolutely planned that, theres no other reason for them to have been there and for the three of them to have to walk through all of that.

They even make them go to the food court for Miguels empanada like how petty can Miguel be lol He literally just wanted to scare Miles

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Teen and Up Rated Fics Masterlist (11)

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A Touch of the Fingertips-melchimaus (ao3) Summary: A little romance on a cold evening.

Dumpster Dive-thesweetnessofspring (ao3) Summary: Peeta throws out a semester's worth of art only to find his friend Delly's new roommate saved one of them from the dumpster.

Here-sweetlovegone (ao3) Summary: "I wake to a crash. Where Peeta's warm body should be beside me, breathing steadily in the light of dawn, there is a cold empty space." Katniss comforts Peeta on one of his bad days. Post MJ, pre-epilogue.

I'm so tired, Katniss-oakfarmer (ao3) Summary: Growing back together through a series of naps

just close your eyes, the sun is going down-rosaeles (ao3) Summary: Peeta Mellark touches the skin in a way that is near reverent, as if she’s something to be worshipped. As if he’s a cartographer, mapping her out for the first time - the valley between her breasts, the faded meandering scars on her hands, the soft plane of her stomach. Katniss wonders if he can feel the coils forming inside her too. or, a place for me to put all my silly little thg drabbles based on requests and prompts!

Night Shift-Naty_Mu (ao3) Summary: Katniss Everdeen has been working in the psychiatric hospital for only three weeks when the suspect of the most gruesome murders in the history of the city of Panem is brought in for a psychiatric evaluation. When she discovers that it is Peeta Mellark, the kind-hearted boy with whom she went to school for fourteen years, her interest in the case spikes. Written for PIP, Day One: Red. Inspired in Eminem's song "3 am."

Second Chances-annieoakley1 (ao3) Summary: Dr. Peeta Mellark dreamed of one day running into his high school girlfriend and maybe paving the road to reconciliation with the one who got away. But he never imagined it happening like this. Everlark, modern day AU. Oneshot.

Study Date-everlarktoast (ao3) Summary: Katniss and Peeta are keeping their relationship hidden from their conservative parents, but what happens when Mr. Everdeen finds them kissing during an innocent study date? A fluffy, cute, funny and a lil bit sexy ever lark drabble

Surprise!-melchimaus (ao3) Summary: Nothing ever goes as planned. Written for the 2018 Everlark fic exchange, based on peetaspikelets prompt: "I wish that ball had hit you in the face!"

Tangled-melchimaus (ao3) Summary: Katniss helps a stranger off the roof, and ends up questioning her entire life.