Michelle Jones X Y/n - Tumblr Posts
Ned: You told Y/N you're spiderman but I had to find out?
Peter: Don't be shocked-
Mj and Y/N, mumbling: When you're history book mentions me...
Mj:
Y/N:
Peter: What?
Ned: where have I heard that?
*Mj and Y/N look at each other*
Simultaneously: YOU TOO!?
Michelle Jones x Reader WIP
You walked into homecoming, searching for your wonderful girlfriend. 'Wonderful' as in as soon as you made eye contact with her, she gave you a giddy smile and pulled out her middle finger.
Rolling your eyes playfully, you lightly jogged up to Michelle.
"Hey, loser," Stifling a scoff you quickly shot back with your lamest attempt at trash-talking, "You're the loser." Mj raised an eyebrow at your antics. "Hm, alright. But just shut up and leave here with me," You hummed softly, brushing some of her frizzy hair behind her ear.
"Alright… Loser."
I don’t think you understand I NEED more MJ fanfics there aren’t enough
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.”