I Dont Think You Understand I NEED More MJ Fanfics There Arent Enough

I don’t think you understand I NEED more MJ fanfics there aren’t enough

ngl I love that people are writing for andrew garfield's peter but... the lack of tom holland's peter 😔 why the drought ???? we JUST got a movie.

just found out peterbenjiparker deactivated I hope they’re ok

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

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Friends are Lovers

MJ x Fem!Reader

She’s warm in all the places she is cold. 

Michelle hadn’t particularly expected gaining a crush on her best friend but, quite frankly it was impossible not to.

It’s dusk. She sleeps peacefully on the bed as she takes in all her features. The slight curl in her eyelashes, the arch in her brows, the way her lips part softly, as she breathes in all the love Michelle, has to give and exhales her own content. 

She wishes she would wake up. To take a look at those mesmerizing eyes for even just a moment. 

She finds herself leaning down, getting closer to her, closing the space between them and she feels her breath stop. She had never seen someone as beautiful as her, as enthralling as she was. 

Her palms are sweaty and even through the thick cushioning of her blanket, she finds herself slipping and falling on her chest.

If Michelle could die from embarrassment she is sure she would pass away now. She stays perfectly still, afraid of the repercussions coming to face her shortly.

She lifts her head up ever so slightly and peers her eyes up to focus on her. She sees her shifting, eyes fluttering open, a yawn escaping past her lips before she can stop it.

She’s looking at her now. Those enchanting, sparkly, mesmerizing eyes, take time out of their day to look at her, Michelle, she feels honored and unworthy all at once. She thinks her heart may stop at this moment. A picture-perfect moment her curly hair is splayed on her cheek. 

“Hey stranger” she groggily whispers, softly clearing her throat after the action. 

“Hi” Michelle finds herself mumbling back. She feels as if she is going to combust right then and there.

She reaches out for Michelle’s hand which she happily accepts interlocking their fingers immediately. She brushes the back of her palm with her thumb. A soft smile is on her face. Michelle is the reason why she is smiling and fireworks go off in her chest. 

“I had a dream about you…about us.”

Michelle has to calm her heart rate down as she asks her, “what about us?”

“It was silly but…I loved it. We had our own apartment here in the city. I have no idea how we could afford it but-”

The two share a soft laugh, eyes twinkling at one another.

“But it was nice. It was just us.” She smiles at her again before whispering “I love you, Michelle”

Michelle grins back, “not more than I love you more, Y/n.”