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+ @undxroos I Continued from here ( X )

+ It was a genuine RARITY that Mary Jane Watson found herself STARSTRUCK . Usually it was the other way around ; people finding themselves FALLING all over her with just a simple ' hello ' . To experience the OTHER SIDE of it was a whirlwind all on its own . But just like she ALWAYS seemed to do ; MJ was already planning on coming out on TOP .

Besides ? The way he was REACTING to all of this ? It was one of the CUTEST things she'd ever seen .

Despite the fact that she had gotten a bit startled at his sudden appearance, the injury on her arm had nothing to do with it. That was courtesy of a particularly tricky fight last week, not her ever-so-gracious stumble. And of course, it probably didn’t help that she was still a bit jetlagged. 

          Liana  knocked  on  the  door  first,  pizza  in  one  hand:  one,  two,  one,  two,  one.    A  secret  knock  because  she  was  a  dork  like  that  and  so  was  he,  so  of  course  they  had  secret  knocks  for  each  other.    How  else  would  they  know  the  other  was  here?    Next,  she  reached  to  try  the  door  handle  and...  of  course  Peter  had  left  the  door  unlocked.    Either  he  had  been  expecting  her  arrival  or,  more  likely,  he’d  simply  forgotten  to  lock  it  properly  behind  him;  but  hey,  it  worked  in  her  favour.

                    “Hey,”  she  called  lightly  as  soon  as  she  spotted  him  in  the  apartment.    A  gentle  smile  on  her  face,  the  kind  of  smile  where  she  was  obviously  glad  to  see  him  but  trying  not  to  seem  too  cavalier  in  the  wake  of,  well,  EVERYTHING  that  had  happened.    “Been  a  crazy  few  days,  thought  maybe  you  could  use  some  chill  time.    Complete  with  pizza  from  your  favourite  place.    Pineapple,  of  course,”  she  joked  carefully,  with  a  gentle  poke  to  his  shoulder  before  sobering.    “You  okay,  Peter?    You  wanna  talk  about  any  of  it?”

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♡  -     her fingers wound carefully through his hair. It was curlier now and she wondered if he had decided he preferred it that way or whether he had stopped having time to do anything but the necessities in the morning. May hummed gently, an Italian lullaby that tugged at a memory of her mama tucking her and her sister to bed. It was soft and gentle, spoke of flickering stars and dark nights and had never failed to make her baby sister calm down. Unfortunately there was a difference between June Reilly realising she forgot her stuffed puppy and Peter Parker going through life altering trauma. 

@undxroos​  said  :  ❛  oh , i’m sorry ! i thought you were someone else …  ❜

HER  LIPS  PURSE  INTO  AN  AWKWARD  SMILE ,  SHOULDERS  SHRUGGING .   The  boy  before  her  looks  familiar.   Eyebrows  furrow,  practically  involuntarily,  for  try  as  she  might,  she  can’t  quite  place  him.   ❛  No  worries  ---  It’s  not  a  big  deal.  ❜   She  shrugs  off  his  apology.   People  make  mistakes,  after  all.   Even  if  his  was  especially  weird  and  awkward.   And  that’s  when  it  clicks.

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So young, and already Peter had been through far too much, had witnessed more than a boy his age ought to have seen, and faced traumatic situations that would cripple most people; emotionally and physically. Yet still; Peter found ways to stay positive, to see the joy in life and be a good person. Loki admired the young hero for that, which was why he couldn’t allow Peter to keep blaming himself for Stark’s death. If anyone was to blame, that responsibility rested solely on Loki’s shoulders.