jen's michelle jones/peter parker fic recs

michelle jones/peter parker

• The Lady Doth Protest (in Front of Embassies) by YankingAwry [It's gym period and M.J.'s bench-pressing The Second Sex while deep in speculative thought. So, the way Peter's shirt stretches over his biceps and shoulder blades is not a joke. On the other hand, his eyebrows are always in the middle of an identity crisis, and his lips are kinda thin. His smile, though--really, really nice. First class, one might say. A solid, toothpaste advertisement smile. Yeah, M.J's not doing great service to Simone de Beauvoir right now.]
• you make my heart beat like the rain by starkmccall ['“Nice.” She bumps their shoulders together and then holds hers there, keeping a point of contact between them. “Same.” Peter looks up from his hands to her face, and she’s wearing an expression he’s never seen before. It’s kind, and open, and wildly beautiful in a way he’s never really noticed before, and oh God, his brain’s going to start composing some shitty poetry if he doesn’t look away in the next two seconds. It’s not that he’s never noticed Michelle is pretty, it’s kind of impossible not to, but it was always in an objective, factual way: the sky is blue, grass is green, Michelle is beautiful. And besides, he spent too much time pining over Liz to even think of anyone else. But now Liz is in Oregon, and Michelle is here, touching their shoulders together, and he’s probably going to tell her that he’s Spiderman.']
• The Universe Conspires by nire (When Peter Parker says the words that identify him as her soulmate, Michelle Jones refuses to play by the rules. Because fuck the system, that's why. The universe has other ideas.)