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movedtodykedvonte · 1 year ago

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I like stories about Peter as a civilian and him coming of age but I can’t stand the way his personal relationships are portrayed especially the romantic ones and certainly his relationship with Mary Jane.

Even before the current run and all its character assignations, MJ has always confused me when it came to her loving Peter as Peter and as Spider-Man. It was implied and then explicitly stated for a brief while that she knew he was Spider-Man even before they started dating. She understood the responsibilities he had and seemed to sympathize with how much he had to sacrifice personally to be Spider-Man.

And then when they start dating she constantly gets fed up with his heroics. Not just worrying about him, I’m not getting on her for that, but like not having time for his personal life or his guilt complex, which she knows he struggles with. I would deem this justified if she didn’t know his idenity as Spider-Man but she did. She practically always has and it was a key part of their relationship and why things worked at first. It creates this idea that she wants him to change for her or even tone down his heroics which is again is something that causes him mental anguish and he struggles working through.

Peter isn’t innocent. He has a horrible work-life balance that hurts even those who know but Mary Jane is pitched as his match made in heave, his soul-mate. The on-again off-again nature of their relationship, often triggered by MJ, makes her seem like she had this romanticized version of being the superhero’s girl, like Lois Lane and Superman, only to realize this is real life (for them) and not that.

She’s loyal but not much of a partner; A lover, a companion but she fails to provide that true support in understanding. Her patience frequently comes with ultimatums and I can’t fathom why the writers or editorial writes her like this for drama when it would much more enthralling to have her disdain and resentment come from her husband's almost dying everyday rather than not having time for her.

#its felt like a hollow marrigae for a while but OMD and everything after sorta threw the issues into the forefront #I like every other love intrest more cause their frustrations have more validity in theyve been with him far shorter of a time and arguably #end things simply because the worry grief and betrayal at being lied to is too much #MJ doesnt get those cause she knew she knew Peter's issues and decided to take his baggage only to act odd when she realzies how heavy it is #and how it would way her down that he gets tramatized pretty often #like have her care for him after fights and vocalize her concerns she always waits until she explodes and #i just want him to have a partner that cares for him and spider-man and gets it #bring back chat for the love of god let him be happy. have a real permanent companion that isnt also a hero #peter parker #spider-man #spiderman #mary jane watson #spiderverse #marvel comics

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wlwprker · 11 days ago

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alive- tom!peter parker x reader

a/n: i always write with tom’s peter in my head but you can imagine any peter you like!! sorry if theres grammar issues i wrote this in like 2 days at 3 am 😭 i missed writing for him! hope u enjoyed! feedback is appreciated❤️❤️

summary: peter parker has always been your best friend for as long as you can remember. he knows you in a way you’ve always wanted someone to know you. he understands you, every single part of you… it was inevitable that your feelings for him started to run deeper, right?

warnings: minimal proofreading, insecurities, misunderstood!reader, ; lowercase intentional, use of italics + bold!

w/c: 2,387

you always knew you were not like the other kids at school or even within your neighborhood. you never saw that as a bad thing, your brain just worked differently than most people, and you always felt miles away from your peers.

there weren’t many people who truly understood you and that was your world.

after years of being in public schools where you felt like a zoo animal in a cage, you finally decided to go to a school where at least those who were different could all be together.

Midtown High, the ‘gifted’ school, you always dreamed of being a student here, but you could never have imagined getting to walk through the halls every day.

you blinked away those thoughts as you stepped into Midtown High, finding your way to your locker, your eyes lighting up as your friends joined you.

you never asked or expected anybody to understand you, but when you found people who did, it was like that was the missing piece that you always needed.

you were torn away from your thoughts by a gentle touch and a sugary sweet voice that belonged to none other than peter parker.

“hey, where’d u go?”, he whispered, only for you to hear as his fingers softly touched your wrist.

an apology was on the tip of your tongue, but you swallowed it down.

“just thinking, what are we talking about?”

peter’s eyes are locked on you, and you know that look, he knows you way too well. he knows you like the back of his hand. you look away as you start subconsciously tracing symbols on the cafeteria table.

his stare is burning into you, you force yourself to turn your attention to your other friends who are caught up in conversation about a new movie. your ears perked up as you caught onto the specific movie they were discussing.

the new wicked movie.

“oh my gosh! i just watched it recently! i love musicals! i remember how many times i’ve seen it on broadway! i finally got my friend from my childhood to watch it with me! the choreography was insane, the vocals, and do not even get me started on the harmonies. i was also reading about the audition process-“ you cut yourself off as you look back to find everyone staring at you completely dumbfounded, everyone except peter, mj and ned.

you got excited and talked too much… again.

“girl slow down”, betty laughed. there was no malicious intent in her words, you knew that, but that didn’t make it sting any less. you stood up to throw away the lunch that you barely ate.

peter placed his hand on the table next to yours, and you’re about to lock eyes with him but the bell rings. you grabbed your bag and started to walk away, but he stopped you in the hallway.

“do you think i talk too much?”, you blurted out and then you shook your head.

“don’t answer that, it’s fine”

“hey, look at me”, peter said, but you focused your eyes on your rings as you turned them anxiously. peter tapped your rings to get your attention.

you tried to fight against it, but he always captured your heart in one swoop, and you slowly looked up.

“there you are!”

your heart almost burst at his soft smile, and it was this moment; this exact moment in time that everything clicked.

you adored peter more than anyone, he’s one of your best friends in the whole world but the way he’s smiling at you… it felt different.

the realization hit you like a tidal wave and your throat felt tight. you had just realized that you liked peter and suddenly the hallway felt smaller.

the shift in your behavior was obvious to peter. he furrowed his brows as he opened his mouth to voice his concern, but the bell rang and suddenly mj was guiding you to the next class, leaving peter in the hallway, completely confused.

“spill it, y/n/n”, mj said in a hushed tone as you shook yourself away from the distracting thoughts of him.

“i.. it’s nothing”

mj stopped short and gave you a knowing look, it’s hard not to tell her anything when she knows you this well. she’s one of the few people in the world who never judged you or made you feel like you were “different”.

“you’re going to laugh”, you said as you looked at her, internally cringing at the admission you were about to say to a real person.

“probably, but who cares”, mj shrugged as she shoved your shoulder playfully.

“well..peter-“, you cut yourself off as he walked by, forcing the confession down to the deepest depths of your heart.

mj’s curiosity had peaked even further as you both walked into english class, thoughts of your feelings for peter circling around your head like a million little birds.

a tap on your shoulder tore you away from frantically writing notes to distract yourself from your head and heart. you put your pencil down and turned to find peter looking at you, concern etched across his face as his cocoa-colored eyes caught yours.

as luck would have it, you had found yourself back at peter’s house after school.

“so are you going to tell me what’s wrong?”, peter asked quietly. you didnt respond, so he continued.

“you looked like you were going to pass out in the hallway today”

oh. well, its not like you can exactly tell him.

“oh i’m fine”, you settled for a lie, hoping that would be enough to move on, but it wasn’t. it’s peter, he knows you and cares for you too much to let that slide.

peter had moved the books out of the way, his full attention on you, which made every emotion and thought in your head even louder.

“y/n, we’ve known each other long enough to know that isn’t true”, peter said as he poked your cheek with the end of his pencil. you looked down at your overly rusted rings, twisting them.

“oh my gosh, i almost forgot!”

you looked up from your rings and peter placed a little box on your knee. you rubbed your brows in confusion as you unwrapped the box. inside the box contained two gold rings with a spider emblem engraved in them.

“penny for a penny”, peter said as he watched you examining the rings, and your heart lurched at his words.

you can’t believe he remembered that promise the two of you made all those months ago. a penny for a penny, a promise to always tell each other everything.

you took out a penny and placed it in the middle of the floor. peter pulled out a penny and placed it next to yours.

“i’m spider-man and i know i should have told you sooner, but they go after people i care about and i was trying to protect you because i didn’t want you to get hurt. please don’t be mad”, peter said softly with worry lacing his words. “i got two rings, one for you and one for me… so we’re always with each other”, peter finished with a shy smile.

“i’m not mad, pete”

he sighed in relief as he took his penny away from the center and your heart picked up speed. your secret was much less daunting, but it made your heart race to think about all the outcomes.

peter urged you to speak. you bit your lip, looking at the ceiling as if some magical forc on his ceiling would make it easier.

“i realized today that i like someone…more than a friend. kill me, please, i sound like a 12-year old-girl” you whined as you flopped down onto your side.

“who is it?”, peter asked excitedly, leaning his cheek on his hand, looking down at you.

he has no idea how incredibly hard he’s making this for you.

you shot him a look that had him laughing hysterically. you sighed as you pinched your eyebrows together.

peter smiled as he looked at you. he would never get tired of looking at you, you were one of the prettiest people he’s ever seen. he’d do anything to see you smile, and he would move planets to hear your melodic laugh that makes his heart ache. he loves to hear you talk even if you think you talk too much, which you don’t, not at all.

the things he’d do to make you happy and if he’s the cause of your happiness, it makes the sun shine brighter.

oh.

peter really liked you. he never realized what he felt for you was not platonic at all.

he was down bad.

“oh c’mon!”, peter teased as you groaned and snatched your penny away.

you got back to the work you had initially planned on doing and then when he spoke up again, your heart caught in your throat.

“are you going to ask them to homecoming?”

his question circled in your head in the weeks that led up to homecoming. every single day being around him was getting harder to suppress the growing feelings you harbored for him. you were staring at him as he talked to liz. she’s pretty, she’s popular and incredibly sweet, you understand.

“oh my god that’s what it is”, mj appeared next to you, startling you away from your analysis. you sent her a questioning look, but she spoke before you could defend your actions.

“you like peter, don’t you?”

you didn’t respond, but that was an answer in itself. peter walked away from liz and joined you and as soon as he started to take a seat, mj got up from the table. you sent her a warning look, but she smiled and sent you a thumbs up. you groaned dramatically as he took a seat across from you.

you were staring at him again, you couldn’t help it. you always loved the way his face lit up when he got excited, the way his whole body shook when he found something funny. you longed to reach forward and trace his dimples when he smiled. you wondered what it felt like to be held by him… or to be looked at like you were the only thing that mattered.

your mind trailed off further. you pondered what it would be like to finally kiss the lips of the boy who always spoke to you in a soft tone. the boy who had a contagious laugh.

would it be better than you imagined?

peter’s cheeks tinged with a light pink when he noticed you staring, almost as if you were analyzing him. he was never really looked at in that way, he never really stood out to people.

“you can always take a picture, i’ve been told they last longer”, peter joked, and you cleared your throat awkwardly as you suddenly found the rings on your finger so interesting. you looked at the ring peter got for you and spun it around a few times.

peter’s eyes had locked onto the ring he got you, and he didn’t know how much longer he could handle not being yours. he took notice of your silence and furrowed his brows in concern as he softly grabbed your hand, tracing a finger along the emblem on the ring which only made your heart beat faster. his hand fitted over yours perfectly, and you wished that you could be the one to hold it every single day of your life.

“hey, what’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”, peter whispered sweetly. you nearly fell off your seat when you registered the word “pretty”.

peter’s words hit you hard. you told him everything, but this… it’s risky, he could never talk to you again.

you don’t know what made you want to tell him. maybe it was his hand in yours or the way he was looking at you as if there weren’t other people around… but you took that jump.

“do you remember that day at your house when i told you i liked someone?”

peter nodded as he kept his attention focused on you.

peter squeezed your hand as a way to reassure you, but that made your heart feel like it was going to jump from your chest and walk away.

“peter, it’s you.. the one i like, it’s you”, you said as you stared at the table. you waited for a sign of rejection from him, but it never came. you looked up from the table to see peter smiling brightly with pink-tinged cheeks and a soft look in his eyes.

“you like me too?”, peter asked quietly. you scrunched your nose and pinched your eyebrows together in deep thought.

“you are killing me, do you know that? you’re so painfully adorable, it drives me crazy. you drive me crazy”, peter said as he looked at you.

too? peter likes you??

peter smiled brightly as he watched the gears turn in your head. he has liked you since the start, he just didn’t want to overstep or scare you away.

“soo homecoming…” peter trailed off as he moved a piece of hair away from your face.

you felt shy under his gaze and the small touch of his fingers on your cheeks was enough to give you butterflies.

you attempted to bite back a smile, but it didn’t work very well.

“is now a good time to say that..” you started to tease him but barely got a word out when peter got out of his seat and sat next to you, you lost your words and your breath all in a matter of seconds. peter stood up and held his hand out, for you, which you took gratefully.

“now, lets go, we have some catching up to do”, peter said as he intertwined your fingers together and held onto your hand for the whole day.

you were pretty sure your cheeks could have broken with how much you were smiling all day.

you were thankful to peter, the one person who understood you enough to make you feel alive.

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