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19. things you said when we were the happiest we ever were

MJ's breath tickles his ears. He squirms and snakes a hand around her waist. She leans her head on his shoulder as he categorizes his photos.

"You have an awful lot of pictures of me, Pete," she says as he drags and drops another photo of MJ—this time one of their personal photoshoots, a black and white shot of her in the bathtub—into a folder marked MJ then another folder titled FAVORITES.

Peter feels her smile. Drag, drop and repeat. "I'm a photographer," is his way of explanation.

"I don't even think my craziest fans have"—she pauses to read the number—"11,092 pics of me."

Drag, drop, repeat. Peter scoffs. "Well, I'm your number one fan and I have husband privileges."

"Half of your favorites folder is just me, you dork." MJ laughs. "I should catch up to you. Can I do a photoshoot with you?"

He twists so he's facing her. "I can think of much better ways to use my camera than pointing it at me."

"Peter!" she gasps dramatically, but her eyes are bright. "I take it the set would be the bedroom?"

He grins, shoving his laptop back onto the coffee table. Peter tugs her closer until she's on his lap. He leans up to press his lips to her, not kissing, not quite. "Doesn't have to be."

40. things you interrupted me to say

The first thing Peter hears when he arrives home is the giggling of four-month-old Maybelle. It seems as though she hasn’t stopped laughing ever since she learned how. Everything is hilarious to the baby girl-- except for when her parents are upset. So hearing her gleeful coos upon arriving home should be the sweetest sound ever, and on most days it is. But today, it drops boulders of guilt into his stomach. 

Hearing the door close, MJ looks up from her baby playing on the floor, her broad, beaming smile never leaving her lips as she shifts her attention to her boyfriend. She stands up and paces over to him, her eyes glistening with so much admiration and excitement that she almost misses the distress on his face. 

Her smile fades, leaving only a ghost of joy in its path, and more guilt rolls into Peter’s stomach. So much, he swears he’s going to be sick because of it. 

“Peter, what’s-”

“I lost my job,” he blurts out, his voice hoarse and feeble. 

And MJ stares at him, crestfallen, but not surprised. 

“I’m sorry,” Peter rasps, “love, I am so sor-”

“You lost your job,” MJ echoes, “again.”

it's just vibes rn but it's another one of those nyc loves spider-man fics <3333 i just love peter's dynamic w his city

🪜 tell us a random fact about any fic!

slip of reality is actually semi-based on an episode of the dc show smallville where clark tells lois his identity but has to turn back time so it doesn’t happen hskahsjs

⛰ hardest fic to write?

ngl leave an imprint kicked my ass fr mostly bc at that point i don’t think i wrote a single fic longer than 5k 😭 also im not the biggest fan of soulmates fic KABSBDBD i just wanted to retcon michelle’s name

😊 The fic that you’re the most proud of?

okay that’s tricky, because I was just scrolling through my fics and I was like “um, they’re all perfect wtf” but I think my little series I have going Misadventures of Steven Grant and Peter Parker is my current pride and joy

📺 Any references to other media that you put in your fics?

mm I think? I kinda forget, it’s been a while since I’ve done much writing. But a lot of the time I reference things the characters canonically reference (stars wars references for Spidey n whatnot)

HELLO <3

7. Your favourite ao3 tag.

ooo for one i've written, probably the combo of "blowjobs to take the pain away, call that ibuBLOWphen" lmao

and to read? idiots in love!! such warm fuzzy feelings

19. Share a snippet from a wip without giving any context for it.

:3

Something tickles in his chest seeing her sleeping so soundly, hand tucked under her cheek, lips parted ever so slightly. Brown curls are gathered at the top of her head, her bare shoulders just barely peeking out from the top of the blanket. She looks soft, warm; utterly peaceful with the tiny bit of drool at the corner of her mouth. 

And she’s—hands down—the most beautiful person he’s ever seen.

thank you friend!!