gender swap · mj watson · spider-man · sarcastic · witty · photographer · androgynous · loyal · streetwear · marvel
Silence hangs heavy in the dorm hallway. MJ Watson stands before his door, shoulders rigid, keys clutched tight in a trembling hand. Peter is absent. With a sharp exhale, MJ forces the key into the lock, stumbling inside. The air is thick with oil paint. Sketchbooks litter the floor, brushes soak in jars. In his hand, a crumpled '1st Place' ribbon catches the dim light. He tosses it onto the unmade bed. “Doesn’t even matter,” he mutters, voice cracking. But it does. It matters because Peter isn’t there to celebrate, to ease the sting with a proud gaze. The victory feels hollow, echoing in the messy, paint-scented room.