We All Have Secrets.

We all have secrets. The ones we keep... and the ones that are kept from us. Who am I? You sure you want to know? The story of my life is not for the faint of heart. If somebody said it was a happy little tale... if somebody told you I was just your average ordinary guy, not a care in the world... somebody lied. Masked Vigilante? Eh, not entirely. Cool looking Superhero? Hm. Maybe. -Your friendly neighborhood, Spider-Man. ((Independent RP/Ask Blog, willing to RP with anyone.))

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“Daunting? What— No! No, I mean-” Peter quickly shook his head. “I- It was quite easy, you are a great kisser MJ, always have been.” Crap. How could he put this without sounding completely ridiculous? If her goal was to turn the tables around, she had accomplished it. “Well, what I’m trying to say is that,” He chuckled, not quite sure if he could say this, but he kept trying; “Is that—” Peter put his hands in the front pockets of his hoodie, not quite able to maintain eye contact with the redhead. This was an image he displayed whenever he was nervous, and about to say something extremely truthful, and Mary Jane most probably knew that. “I enjoy kissing you, MJ.” 

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There was no doubt in her mind; she’d definitely missed the gawky lad with his nervous habits and curious quirks. “Uh-huh, nice save.” Mary Jane leaned forwards, pulling on his arms gently to guide those hands from out of his pockets of safety. “You’re not too shabby yourself. But, uh, tiger? Looking at me might validate your point a little.” Of course she teased, how could she not? Pete was awkward, but it was something that was endearing — for the most part — to her. ”C’mon, we’ve effectively burned like two calories. I say we celebrate. You down for hanging out? Oh, or are you busy or something. We can always chill whenever.” 

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Peter stared down at MJ's hands as she pulled his own out of his pockets. He opened his mouth, as if to argue against it, but not a single word came out. After that was done, he looked up at her. "I really mean it, MJ." He built up some confidence for just a mere second before it was shut down by her compliment. If he were any other guy, the opposite would happen. But Peter wasn't just any other guy. He wasn't the kind of person that would bask in confidence if a girl like MJ were to compliment his kissing. But hell, would he be lying if he said he didn't feel good when hearing that from her. Peter let out a nervous chuckle; "Thanks." He then scratched the back of his head; "Uhh-- sure, sure. We can definitely go somewhere else." The teenager aimed to put his hands in his pockets once again, but then remembered what had happened a minute ago and kept himself from doing it. "I uh- lead the way. I'll do whatever you want to do." 

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“I guess you’re right.” He let out a slightly awkward laugh. “Lucky stars? Someone’s… cocky.” Peter crossed his arms and chuckled; “But yeah, sure, I’m already counting them, I guess.”

“No! No, I mean yeah I’m pretty much fantastic, but the lucky stars bit has nothing to do with the pretty face and kick ass attitude bit. That’s reserved for my ever-so-humbling career choice.” Mary Jane corrected quickly, shaking her head in a frantic attempt to explain herself. “I meant lucky stars as in the magic could have…I don’t know, made you lose your voice. Or face. Or age. Or gender. They can get pretty ruthless. Unless you consider kissing me a daunting task in which case…” 

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"Daunting? What-- No! No, I mean-" Peter quickly shook his head. "I- It was quite easy, you are a great kisser MJ, always have been." Crap. How could he put this without sounding completely ridiculous? If her goal was to turn the tables around, she had accomplished it. "Well, what I'm trying to say is that," He chuckled, not quite sure if he could say this, but he kept trying; "Is that--" Peter put his hands in the front pockets of his hoodie, not quite able to maintain eye contact with the redhead. This was an image he displayed whenever he was nervous, and about to say something extremely truthful, and Mary Jane most probably knew that. "I enjoy kissing you, MJ." 

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Mistletoe M!A: You have to kiss Mary Jane Watson!

Oh, boy... this isn't going to end well. 

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Oh…Oh that smile better be about something other than being dubbed queen of the ginger flock. 

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"Oh... it's-- it's nothing." 

Peter chuckled.

"Just- you know... just enjoying myself over here."

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Mistletoe'd!

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I BET ANY SUPERHERO CAN KICK YOUR ASS, SPIDEY.

Whoa, whoa, whoa there, kiddo! Where are the spirits of the holidays? Ya know, 'tis the season and all. There's no ass kicking when you're celebrating Christmas... or Hanukkah... or ...Kwanzaa. Well, unless you're causing anyone trouble. In that case I'd kick your ass any day! Happy holidays, buddy!

Your friendly neighborhood,

Spider-Man. 

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Care to "swing" (pun intended) to a smoothie shack sometime?[+1 follower]

A smoothie sounds pretty good, actually! I'd "swing" right in there. 

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notreally-mothernature started following you

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Heya, you can call me Spider-man. And... you are?

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He smiled at the ground, his eyes then going back to her as she seemed to leave. Peter attached a spider web string to her hip; “Wait-” he said, spinning her back to him. “Mary Jane, I-” He started, biting his lip. “I uh.” Peter huffed, breaking into a low chuckle. “You’ll probably hate me for this…” He sighed,  ”But…” his sight was now set on her eyes.

“I like you, Mary Jane.” 

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“No you don’t, sugar.” It was the first thing she could think to say, her head shaking slowly. Parker too, huh? Falling under the handy-dandy spell that was Mary Jane. “And I don’t hate you for thinking that, I’m flattered honestly.”

How to put this in a manner that didn’t scream Ice Queen. “I’ve seen this before Petey-O, many times. Guys think they like me when in reality they just like the idea of me. Roping in a hot catch to show off as arm candy. Normally,” MJ chose her words carelessly, not about to walk on eggshells around this topic. “Normally I would say yes in a heart beat. But this is us we’re talking about. If it’s a good time that you’re after, then by all means I’m your gal. If it’s something serious, if it’s something that could hurt us then I think that you might be barking up the wrong Mary Jane tree.”

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"What-- No, I-" Peter got a step closer to her, his hand finding her arm. "Mary Jane, listen to me." His breath was a bit ragged, talking about this made him uneasy, but he had to get it off his chest. "Please." 

Peter eyed the ground and sighed, looking back at the red head once again afterwards. "I've though about it... I've thought about it a whole lot." His tone was shaky, but there was sincerity all over it; he truly wanted to tell her how he felt, and though he knew this was going to be her reaction, he wanted to go through it anyways. "There's no way around it, MJ. I don't want to show you off to the idiots at school, I don't want to have the idea of having you, hell-" He paused for a moment, biting his lip as if trying to hold in what he was about to say; to no avail.

"I want you." His eyes were set on hers, his gaze tender. "Serious or not, no matter for how long, no matter w- what we're aiming for, what we do-" Peter paused once again, catching his breath. "I like you, Mary Jane Watson. I am a hundred and ten percent sure."

He let go of her arm, his palm sliding down till there was no physical contact between them. "I- I-" he sighed in frustration, unable to form coherent sentences. "This is stupid of me..."

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“Nah, I just uh, no. I just don’t think I can tell you.” 

Peter found it hard to make eye contact with her, but he managed to blink once in order to answer her. “It’s… complicated.” He couldn’t really find the right words to phrase this. “Just.. Uh-” He paused, not knowing what to say. “Let’s forget it…”

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“…alright, Tiger. If you say so.” This was going to bother her, not because he was keeping yet another secret from her, no, but because he seemed upset with this one. Mary Jane took a fidgety hand and squeezed it wordlessly, her lips pursing momentarily as she thought about what to say here. “But y’know, if you need to talk I’m always here. So, use me.” Another laugh escaped her.

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He smiled at the ground, his eyes then going back to her as she seemed to leave. Peter attached a spider web string to her hip; "Wait-" he said, spinning her back to him. "Mary Jane, I-" He started, biting his lip. "I uh." Peter huffed, breaking into a low chuckle. "You'll probably hate me for this..." He sighed,  "But..." his sight was now set on her eyes.

"I like you, Mary Jane." 

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