hey alyssa!! congrats on 600!!! can i get a 🥰 + ✨ with "if i die, im haunting you first" and (mcu) petermj?
🥰 shamina… i obviously have to talk about how pretty ur blog is (ur desktop theme makes me weak how tf do u do it). she’s just so color coordinated and your tags are so organized 🥺 ur edits are amazing and im in awe and ur just a lovely person to be around !!!
✨ “If I die, I’m haunting you first.” (ao3 link)
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When Peter imagined his first date with MJ, he expected less sleuthing and more romance-y stuff that everybody else did when they started dating. Like watching a movie, or going out for dinner, or even texting about going on dates but just watching obscure YouTube videos together instead. He should’ve never expected less of MJ to be completely MJ-like.
It was yesterday when they were hanging out in his room when she asked him out. Ned had gone to ask Aunt May if she had any snacks lying around and MJ was throwing paper balls at his face to see if he really could dodge it. After a few moments of him moving his head around, he let one of them hit his head just so he could hear MJ groan. “You’re supposed to avoid it, Peter. So much for your Peter tingle.”
“It’s called Spider-sense,” Peter countered automatically, sighing. It seemed like Aunt May’s influence reached everywhere. “And sometimes I just live to be contrary.”
“I can’t believe I’m dating you,” MJ said, deadpanned.
Peter just grinned up at her. “I mean we technically haven’t gone on a real date yet.”
“Fine, then we’ll go on a date tomorrow,” she said, scrunching up another piece of paper that might have been an old sketch. “Wear your Spidey suit.”
“My Spidey—what? Wait, what are we doing?”
“You’ll find out. Meet you here at 8 tomorrow.”
“Okay,” Peter agreed, shrugging.
And, boy, did he find out. MJ showed up in an all black outfit, a turtleneck and some soft-looking leggings, and her frizzy curls were slicked back into a low ponytail. Her only accessory was a camera resting on her chest the next day. There was a little shine to her lips that Peter knew was her lip gloss and he couldn’t help but lean in and kiss her, not minding the sickly sweet taste it left in his mouth. “Hey,” he breathed, then leaned back.
She gave him a bright grin that made him sweat a little in his suit. She replied in the same tone, “Hey.”
Peter interlocked her hand with hers easily and led them to the fire escape. He tugged on his mask as he looked out of this window, checking to see if anyone or anything was watching. When he was sure everything was clear, he stepped outside and held out a hand to help her climb out.
“Ugh,” she said, scowling and cracking her back. “These are not tall people friendly windows.”
“I got in there easily,” he pointed out.
MJ smirked. “Yeah, but we can’t all be bite-sized.”
“I’m two inches shorter than you.” He placed his hands on his hips. “Anyway, where are we going.”
“You know that new Oscorp building that popped up in Queens?” MJ asked. He nodded. Given his job of swinging around, it was hard not to notice it but it wasn’t the most romantic building he’d seen. Then again, when was MJ up for cliché filmesque dates? “We’re gonna break in and maybe take a couple of pictures.”
“Break… in,” he said, trying to process. “Why?”
MJ sighed. “I did some research—” which was code for: I asked Ned to help hack into their files “—and they were doing some shady shit to endangered species. Like, borderline call your representative to the UN type shit. If we can get some evidence to expose them, we can stop it before it gets worse.”
Peter stared at her. Of course, this would be their first date. He sighed, but behind the mask he was smiling. “Ok, hop on.”
MJ quickly jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist with a tight grip and her arms interlocking tightly behind his neck. She placed her head in the crook of his neck while Peter wrapped one arm easily around her hips.
“Good to go?” he asked, shifting her weight without any difficulty. She nodded. And with that they were off.
That was a few hours ago. They got into Oscorp without sounding off any alarms (thanks for the passwords, Ned). They got a few pictures and, God, Peter was so tempted to break them out right then and there, but they left silently. Or, well, they tried. Apparently the night guard was suspicious of the black shadows and came around to check things out. Peter and MJ were so close, just a flight away from the rooftop they came from. But once he heard the guard’s footsteps and Peter panicked.
“MJ, we’re going to run,” Peter whispered, agitated.
“What?”
“Hey, you!” the guard yelled and MJ’s eyes widened before Peter pulled her up the stairs, almost carrying her at some points.
“Fuck,” Peter said, “hold on to me.”
“Shit,” she said, climbing onto him. “If I die, I’m haunting you first.”
MJ held onto Peter’s shoulders so tightly he thought his suit might rip. And that was honestly saying something given that this is grade A Stark tech on his body, so MJ’s grip was borderline Hulk-like. Within seconds, he swung up and out the rooftop. He hoped the guard didn’t see who it was who broke in. He didn’t need to hear JJ’s scathing comments on him being a menace to society again.
Once they were ways away from Oscorp, Peter said, “Dramatic much?”
MJ laughed into his shoulder. “Take us home, Peter.”
Peter smiled. “Ok.”
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Olympus Bullshittery
Apollo: “Well, I think you look worse than a flaming shit goblin!”
Aphrodite: *dramtic gasp*
Apollo: “That’s right! I said it.”
Aphrodite: “We-well you’re...you’re uglier than Artemis!”
Apollo: *horrifed screeching*
Artemis: “I’m gonna snap one of these days. I hope you all realize that.”
Zoë: “Personally I think you’re lovely.”
Aphrodite: “Poor taste really.”
Zoë: “Be quiet shit goblin.”
— — —
Satyr: *trying to woo Artemis*
Artemis: “The amount of alcohol I’d need to consume in order to sleep with you would kill me...and I’m a god.”
Zoë: “How much for me?”
Artemis: “Give me a sip of water and I’m yours.”
— — —
Zoë: “How does your father comb his hair?”
Artemis: “...with a comb?”
Zoë: “No, so the little horns don’t show.”
Artemis: “That’s-that’s a very good question.”
— — —
Hestia: “Just because I’m quiet doesn’t mean I’m harmless.”
Poseidon: “What does that mean?”
Hestia: “I’ve figured out how each of you would die.”
Poseidon:...
Hestia: “Artemis gets so angry she murders you all. Athena is her accomplice.”
Poseidon: “That actually makes a lot of sense.”
Artemis: *from down the hall* “Yeah! So don’t test me!”
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Thalia isn’t a coward for joining the Hunters
Someone recently told me that they didn’t understand Thalia joining the Hunters of Artemis because it was out of character, a cop out, and something a coward would do. I, however, strongly disagree and here’s why:
It’s noted more than once how similar Zoë and Thalia are. They’re almost identical just from different eras. Powerful dads having to do with the sky, neglected by those dads, having to fend for themselves, find a new family, and lose a sibling. Because yes, Calypso is Zoë’s sister.
Thalia isn’t a coward. In fact it was incredibly brave of her to remove herself from the prophecy. She recognized the danger of herself should she turn 16. She was tempted more than once by Luke and the notion of power. The prime example being the Ophiotaurus.
She has lots of anger at the Gods, particularly her father and Hera, that Percy hasn’t quite cultivated yet. He’s still new and fresh to it all and was lucky in having a loving mother to help guide him morally.
Thalia needs guidance and a family. She could have that at camp but let’s face it-she’d hate it. She’d be a permanent year rounded and she’s not the type to like staying still. She likes moving. That’s how she survives. Being a Huntress gives her that opportunity.
Artemis is the first god/goddess who openly and shamelessly aids them. She’s also the first one to believe and advocate to act against the dangers ahead. She cares. She cared enough to hold the sky for Annabeth whom she barely knew. That’s not going to be lost on Thalia. She’s used to callous pain in the ass gods not those willing to sacrifice things for them.
Artemis actually shows emotion and compassion. She clearly cares about her hunters enough to take on a task by herself to spare their lives, she doesn’t use heroes as expendable pawns. Thalia would notice this too.
What’s more, Artemis is blood related to Thalia. Artemis is probably the only semblance of family Thalia’s had contact with in years. She’d naturally gravitate to that sort of nurturing and guiding presence.
Gods can talk through thoughts. There’s no saying what Artemis and Thalia could have talked about on the way back to Olympus.
Artemis doesn’t demand Thalia to completely turn her back on Percy her friend or Grover or others. She recognized Thalia’s case is different.
Thalia would be immortal. If you think she’s not scared of potentially dying again you’d be wrong. I mean, just on the single quest Bianca mad Zoë died. The stakes are high. She just got back to the real world, she wouldn’t want to lose that.
She could find Jason. Knowing about their situation now, it would make sense. It would give her the opportunity to potentially find out what happened to her brother.
And there’s probably numerous other reasons but those are the main ones I talked about. But seriously, it’s not a cowardly move at all.
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