danger is my middle name.

MJ Watson.Actress. Model.Vigilante."You drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, That was fine. And your life is a long line of fine.""The fame and glamor don't last, but so what? I'm going enjoy the ride for as long as I can. This is everything I ever wanted. Isn't it?"

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(✉ → mary jane 🔥😍): i just dropped my pizza on the ground. it was all i could afford for food this week mj (✉ → mary jane 🔥😍): mj this is so sad play despacito

(✉ → petey😘🐯 ): your pizza? (✉ → petey😘🐯 ): we live together, buddy. what’s yours is mine.  (✉ → petey😘🐯 ): so you dropped our pizza on the ground, which is worse!

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There were some people in your life you couldn’t imagine living without. For Peter, Mary Jane Watson had always been one of them. Aunt May always said to find someone whose flaws never really felt like flaws and MJ had always been that for him. Sure, sometimes she was irritable, she made rash decisions, and she was opinionated, but Peter liked that about her. He also liked that technically, MJ was a ‘starving artist.’ To the public, Peter Parker probably was, too, considering his photography… the truth was a little more complicated. ‘Starving artist’ and starving superhero were basically the same thing, right?

Sometimes Peter wondered if MJ felt the same way about him, if she could live with Peter’s flaws as easily. His were way, way worse, like sometimes Peter almost got himself killed worse. He also never spoke about his feelings… except for right now! Because he was frickin’ annoyed! “What kind of person does this?” Peter asked, sounding flabbergasted. “MJ, Doctor Ock isn’t even this evil,” he said seriously. As MJ continued, Peter couldn’t help but laugh. “No one can feed and water Johnny the way he needs, not even Spidey.” It was true! Johnny needed more attention than houseplants! “Wanna get Thai instead of deal with this? My treat,” he offered.

Peter Parker was incredible. MJ had always thought so. Back in high school, she’d always had a lot of friends. MJ was good at putting on a mask that people wanted to see, good at pretending to be who everyone needed. She was a shapeshifter of sorts, twisting herself into whatever the person she was with at the time wanted. With Peter, that had always been difficult. It had taken MJ a long time to figure out why. In the end, she’d discovered, she couldn’t change herself to become what Peter wanted her to be because Peter only ever wanted her to be herself. There was something incredibly freeing about that. He inspired her to be more and more herself every day of her life, and she adored him for it.

Even when her apartment was covered in eggs and it was definitely his fault. “A monster,” she replied seriously, arms crossed over her chest as she inspected the scene. “A total friggin’ monster, Peter. A monster did this.” Maybe he was right. Not even Doc Ock was this bad. She couldn’t help but join in with his laughter, though, because he had a point. “Okay, fair. He’s impossible.” And, for some reason, Peter’s best friend. Johnny Storm existed to make MJ’s life harder, she was sure of it. Looking back to Peter, MJ nodded quickly. “Please. I want to not deal with this for as long as possible.”

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Apartments in New York were never great, but the one that Peter and MJ shared was particularly messy. Located in a ‘bad’ neighbourhood (which was convenient for Spidey at least), Peter was pretty sure that there was mould growing in their shower, a rodent problem no amount of webbing seemed to help and worst of all, their neighbours were constantly banging… and not in a satisfying way! No, they just loved to knock on walls. It was seriously concerning.

Today, of course, had to bring the weirdest occurrence of all. Peter had pathetically adjusted to the knocking, he could deal with the rodents easily, but this… this was not something he was prepared to cope with. Dropping his keys, Peter gaped at the horror in front of him. “MJ,” he said slowly, “Can you confirm or deny that there’s hundreds of broken eggs in our apartment?” The more Peter stared at the figurative scene of the crime the more he realized that yeah, someone had literally just broken hundreds of eggs all over their apartment! Who would do that? Some people really were evil!

It was MJ’s destiny to be a famous actress. She’d always thought so, and since she started pursuing it in earnest, she was certain that nothing could stop her. But, unfortunately, she wasn’t famous yet. She had a ways to go and that meant that, instead of being able to afford famous-actress-lifestyle type things, she was stuck in ‘starving artist’ mode. It could have been worse, though. She got to share an apartment with her best friend in the greatest city in the world. What was better than that?

But, okay, things were still weird. Like, for example, her current situation. Surrounded by broken eggs, staring on in abject horror and waiting for her roommate to come in. She didn’t have to wait long. She turned to the door as it opened. “This is your fault,” she accused. “This has got to be some Spider-Man baddie trying to get revenge, right? Or Storm trying to get your attention. I told you if you wanted to keep him around you’d need to feed and water him every day, Peter.” Was she mad about this? MJ didn’t even know. She was too shocked to sort through her feelings on this particular mess.

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Being alive again was great. Really, MJ was totally, 100% okay with everything happening. So what if she was turned to dust and woke up five years in the freaking future! So what if all her training and fighting had amounted to nothing in the end! It was fine. She was fine.

And Daisy Johnson was really fine. Like, totally next level fine. MJ definitely wasn't only sleeping with Daisy as a way to avoid thinking about her feelings. Some might accuse her of such but she would have fucked Daisy even if she hadn't been turned to dust by a crazy purple man because Daisy was hot. MJ pulled her shirt on with a sigh, turning to look at Daisy with a grin she didn't entirely feel. "I'm thinking brunch. Are you in for brunch?"

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✩ ★ ✩ ― The new world has just begun and MARY JANE WATSON is here to embrace it. Civilians have seen SPINNERET running with N/A. SHE is 25 and WAS slain by Thanos. She has been defined as KIND-HEARTED AND SPIRITED by admirers and STUBBORN AND SELF DEPRECATING by critics. How will she fair after the war has ended? 

Mary Jane Watson was born to Phillip and Madeline Watson. She’s the second of two children, with an older sister named Gayle.

Growing up, MJ’s father was an abusive alcoholic. After years of suffering his abuse, her mother eventually left Phillip.

MJ dreamed of acting in Broadway, and for some time, she was well on her way to doing just that. She was getting bigger and bigger roles, getting attention from scouts, and was very much a rising star. This ended, however, when her mother grew seriously ill. MJ stopped acting in order to care for her ailing mother and the spotlight, as it does, passed her by.

Eventually, MJ’s mother succumbed to her illness, and MJ, no longer willing to let anything hold her back, left.

Living in New York was difficult, and not just for financial reasons. MJ began to find herself in constant danger thanks to the villains who ran rampant around the city. Eventually, she realized she needed to do something to protect herself.

It started with simple self-defense classes, but it escalated from there. Before long, MJ was running around the city with a mask and a pair of web-slingers gifted to her by her friend, Peter Parker. No longer willing to be a victim, she became a hero instead.

At least, for a little while. When Thanos snapped, MJ was one of many people who disappeared with the breeze. Five years later she woke up with memories of turning to dust and being utterly unable to stop it. None of her self-defense classes did her any good, her web-slingers were useless. Despite her best efforts, she’d become a victim once again.

Now living post-snap, MJ is more desperate than ever to prove herself. She wants to show that she’s more than a victim, more than a damsel in distress. She wants to be a hero.