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“Okay, good choice. I was rooting for you, actually.”

“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 '𝘶𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴'”

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“Would you rather get therapy or kidnap another town?"

“𝘞𝘰𝘸. 𝘚𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘦?”

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“I'll alert the mayor. This is clearly a public safety issue.”

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“𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘈 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘪𝘵.”

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"𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥?”

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“So your plan is to turn New York into your personal dressing room?”

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"And yet you still chose me. Good choice!"

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“Would you rather be haunted by a Victorian ghost or have me remind you of every embarrassing thing you've ever said?”

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“Would you rather be able to teleport but arrive naked or fly but only at walking speed?”

“CHOOSE, PARKER. YOU'RE ON A TIMER.”

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“Would you rather fight a villain naked or fight a villain while I'm standing behind you yelling ‘THAT'S MY BABYGIRL!’?”

~apartment and pretend the interaction had never happened. "So, what's the occasion? New apartment, new life, dramatic witness protection situation?" Her expression remained mostly straight, though the faint amusement in her eyes gave away that she was joking.

~"Yana," she repeated, giving a small nod as though committing the name to memory. "Okay. I'm MJ. Just MJ." She adjusted the strap of her bag on her shoulder, watching Yana for another moment. Her curiosity was beginning to outweigh her instinct to retreat into her~

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~She glanced at the boxes, then at Yana's bright expression. There was something almost impressive about how effortlessly the girl spoke to a complete stranger. MJ would have spent the entire elevator ride debating whether making eye contact was worth the potential social consequences.~

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~She was just... being nice. A small smile tugged at the corner of MJ's mouth. "Thanks. Yours isn't bad either." It was the closest thing to an enthusiastic response she could manage without feeling like she'd been replaced by an entirely different person.~

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~invisible expectation that she would respond with equal enthusiasm, and she wasn't particularly good at pretending to be bubbly on command. Still, there was something genuinely warm about the woman's expression. She didn't seem to be fishing for anything or trying to impress her.~

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~before looking back at the newcomer. She didn't say anything, but the subtle roll of her eyes probably communicated enough. Then the woman smiled at her. And complimented her hair. MJ wasn't entirely sure what to do with spontaneous compliments. They always seemed to come with an~

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~moving boxes bumping against the elevator walls. She shifted slightly to make room, her eyes briefly flickering toward the woman struggling to get inside. The man beside them let out an exaggerated sigh. Seriously? It's an elevator. Not a private jet. MJ gave him a brief, unimpressed glance~

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ƈɦօֆɛռ ɮʏ ʄǟȶɛ @thehtedspidey.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

MJ had been perfectly content standing in the elevator, minding her own business and waiting for the doors to open. The last thing she'd wanted was to get involved in someone else's day. Then came the hurried voice asking someone to hold the doors, followed by the unmistakable sound of~

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❁ 𝓜𝓙 ❁ @mjnotmj.bsky.social · 18h

“𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩. 𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥’𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘸.”

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❁ 𝓜𝓙 ❁ @mjnotmj.bsky.social · 18h

"𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘝𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳.”

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❁ 𝓜𝓙 ❁ @mjnotmj.bsky.social · 18h

“𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝 𝙣𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙠 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙗𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 ‘𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙄’. ‘𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚 𝙄’𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙄’𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙄’𝙢 ‘𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚’ 𝙄’𝙢 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚.”

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Elena Parker @darknessparker.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

ELENA PARKER Founder & CEO of Parker & Vale Consulting — MultiShip | Chemistry Required — Open to Storylines & Connections — Original Character | Multiverse — MDNI | Writer is 23+ Penned by #Porcelainmourning.

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Loki Laufeyson @lokiofstories.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

Loki Laufeyson, God Of Mischief, God Of Stories, Prince of Asgard. Savior Of The TVA. "I know what kind of god I need to be. For you. For all of us." (Parody Account.)

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Loki (Tom Hiddleston) and the Tesseract

ALT: Loki (Tom Hiddleston) and the Tesseract

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+the one that meant she'd needed this longer than she was going to admit. "I just… it's loud in my head lately. That's all. It's fine."

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+"Okay," she murmured, quieter now, her voice stripped of the deflection. "Two minutes. And if you say anything about me being 'off' today, I'm taking it back and you get nothing." Her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, holding on in that small, stubborn way of hers;+

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+like she was checking the price tag before deciding it was fine to want something. Then she unfolded herself out of the chair and stepped into him, arms folding around his middle, chin coming to rest against his shoulder with a weight that said she'd been carrying more than she'd been letting on.+

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+tucking the phone into her pocket like it had personally betrayed her. "That's not a thing. That's just having a brain." But she didn't get up. She looked at his open arms for a beat longer than she needed to, the way she always did —+

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MJ blinked, her eyes refocusing on him the way someone surfaces from deep water; slow, then all at once. She let out a short breath that was almost a laugh, the kind she used when she'd been caught doing something she'd deny doing. "I'm always thinking about a million things at once," she said,+

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+𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙗𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙪𝙥𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨.

𝙈𝙅 𝙨𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠. 𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙭𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙤 𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙣, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙙𝙜𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙,+

Her eyebrow lifts, a small smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. Her hand lingers against his cheek for another moment before she gently taps it. “Oh, so ‘that’s’ what you had in mind.” She gives him an amused look, clearly enjoying how quickly he jumped at the opportunity. “So… impress me.”

MJ lets out a quiet breath, shaking her head. “Yeah… sometimes. It’s maybe one of the things I’d probably miss if you stopped.”

“Interesting? Okay now I might actually want to see what you’ve got in mind, because usually you’re the one who makes things complicated.”

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MJ freezes for half a second, clearly caught off guard. She looks away, suddenly very interested in anything other than him. “...You’re annoying.” Her voice comes out quieter than she intended.

She melts into it for a moment, her hand coming up to rest against his cheek. “Mmm… and how exactly do you intend to make it up to me, Parker?”

MJ smiles into the kiss, her sleepy expression giving way to a quiet, amused grin. She lets him kiss her for another moment before gently pulling back just enough to look at him. “Okay, don’t get cocky. I’m still blaming you for waking me up.”

“What exactly makes you qualified to judge, cutie?”

“Peter, you’re adorable when you panic. But you’ve got ten minutes to figure out what you’re doing before I make the decision for you.”

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“Yeah? What’s up, cutie?” She tilts her head, clearly teasing him.

“That’s your strategy? Sweet-talk me until I forget you woke me up?” She smiles sleepily and tilts her head up toward him. “...It might be working, Pete.”

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“Minute eleven is when ‘I’ stop being complicated and start being dangerous. You’ve been warned.”

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