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Jay Walters-Wingfoot
Which My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic pony are you?

Rainbow Dash
Bold and brave, you take on anything life throws at you head-on! Everyone knows you're a wild mare; always on the edge and living for adventure. You're also a bit of a show-off- but there's no harm in being confident with yourself! In fact, some people admire your assertiveness: you can stand up for yourself, and if anyone dares challenge you, you'll reply with a big "bring it on!" Your friends can always count on you to swoop in and save them when someone's giving them a hard time, and that makes you one awesome bud indeed.

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Jay Walters-Wingfoot
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Jay Walters-Wingfoot
12 November 2010 @ 09:14 pm
Disclaimer: Jay is of my creation. May Parker belongs to Marvel, but this interpretation is inspired by Marie's take on the character.
Fandom: LJ's Marvel: Nextgen
Pairing: Jay Walters-Wingfoot/May Parker
Length: 4,176 words
Rating: Uhm, R? NC-17? Something along those lines. There be porn down there.
Set: Roughly, a speculative year after the completion of the "Web of Hate" plot.
Notes:  For Marie. Who hopefully doesn't mind porn.

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Jay Walters-Wingfoot
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Jay Walters-Wingfoot
04 June 2010 @ 04:47 pm
How many Justin Biebers could you take in a fight?

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Jay Walters-Wingfoot
06 May 2010 @ 02:42 pm
... and not surprising...

I am White/Green
I am White/Green
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I am both orderly and instinctive. I value community and group identity, defining myself by the social group I am a part of. At best, I'm selfless and strong-willed; at worst, I'm unoriginal and mindless.
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Jay Walters-Wingfoot
29 November 2009 @ 06:00 pm

1. What is your full name? Do you have a nickname?
The same as when I'm empty, Jay Jonathan Walters-Wingfoot. 'Hey you!' often works as a nickname. Sometimes 'EEEEK!' when I'm big and green. I've heard rumors of being called a 'Hulka-Hulka Burning Love' but I disbelieve.

2. How old are you? When is your birthday?
Old enough to know better, still too young to do everything legally. My birthday is April 13th.

3. Where were you born? Where do you live now? Are you patriotic?
Keewazi Reservation. I split my time now between Mom's apartment and the Avengers' mansion in New York. To the United States? No. To the Keewazi? Yes.

4. Who are/were your parents? (Names, occupations, personalities, etc.)
My mother is Jennifer Walters, otherwise known as the Sensational She-Hulk. She is a superhero and a practicing lawyer. Smart, loving, protective of her own, and the greatest Mom in the known universe.

My father is Wyatt Wingfoot, otherwise known as a really close friend to the Fantastic Four. He's the chief of the Keewazi and occasional adventurer. (See: friend to the FF) He's fair, level-headed, patient, and according to my Mom, the hottest thing in a pair of jeans outside of the Sun. (She promised to bump up my allowance if I put in the last part. Kaching!) Also, there is no better Dad possible for me.

5. Do you have any siblings? What are/were they like?
If I do, Mom and Dad have hidden them very well and have some 'splainin' to do. Unless you're mean ... then I got Mary and Valeria and Big Frankie.

6. What is your occupation?
Full-time high school student. Part-time young Avenger. All-the-time Stooge. Half-time suave debonair boyfriend.

7. How tall are you? How much do you weigh?
I'm 6'5" and 210 lbs. Except when big and green. Then it's bigger and heavier.

8. What color is your hair? What color are your eyes?
Black hair and brown eyes. Until I get big. Then I'm Kermit on steroids. It ain't easy being green.

9. What is your race?
The 1000 meter relay.

10. To which social class do you belong?
Ms. Benally, third period studies.

11. Do you consider yourself to be attractive? Do others?
No, I don't wanna kiss me. Though, I'm still mystified girls do.

12. What is your style of dress?
When not in purple shorts due to gamma-induced growth spurts, t-shirt and jeans. Maybe some socks if they're clean.

13. Do you have any scars? Tattoos? Birthmarks? Other unique physical features?
Nope. Though I'm thinking a tattoo sometime. When I'm Hulked out I have huge, rounded... pecs that can bounce independently if I so choose.

14. Do you have any allergies, diseases, or other physical weaknesses?
I'm allergic to disco. I break out in dancing hives. It looks mysteriously like the Hustle. My mother has refused to take me to a doctor for treatment.

15. Are you right- or left-handed?
I use the write one.

16. What does your voice sound like?
Barry White's got nothing on me when I'm green. Otherwise, I sound like the anti-Tito Jackson.

17. What kind of vocabulary do you use?
The ones in my English and Keewazi books.

18. List three quirks or other defining characteristics.
I am in search of my miniature giant space hamster.
I don't like the number 2 so I fail most standardized tests.
I'm smarter than I look. (Which isn't all that hard, really...)

19. How often do you bathe? Do you wear perfumes?
At least once a day. Being a sweaty teenage Avenger is hard work. I only end up wearing perfume if May wears any and gets really ... snuggly.

20. What kind of facial expression do you commonly wear (dour glare, wry smile, etc)?
Baffled amusement. See: Marcus and May

21. Do you use body language? How?
I like to rock the body. As well as slap the naughty body.

22. Do you have a commonly used saying?
I have ones I use, but I don't know how often common people say it.

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Jay Walters-Wingfoot
It had been a week after Jay had gotten back from the rez. He had settled back into an almost regular routine at the Avengers mansion. But there was something he hadn't quite done yet. It was one of the things he had quietly vowed to himself to do. He was kind of ashamed at himself for putting it off for a week, but now was not the time to dwell on it. He was fixing it. He had come back a man, so he had the courage for this. He just needed May to show up since he finished with his school for the day. Also, he needed to check the mirror for stubble.

"No rugged look for me," he noted to himself as he glanced himself over in the bathroom mirror. The bedroom window had been left open for his girlfriend's normal mode of entrance.
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Jay Walters-Wingfoot
29 June 2009 @ 11:09 pm
Jay sat on the floor of his room and flipped through a magazine from the rez. He could hear his mother puttering on the other side of the door in the apartment but paid more mind to the redhead in his room. Now or never was his thought before opening his mouth. "Hey, May. Can I ask you a question?"

The petite redhead was actually curled up on a few of his pillows on his bed, playing with her DS she had gotten as a little reward for her 100th bad guy bagging and was playing Animal Crossing. She was thinking about resting on the floor with Jay with her head on his stomach, but sometimes that didn’t work. “Sup?” She asked, pausing the game.

No fear, Jay. She can probably smell that, he thought to himself as he turned to face his girlfriend. He really hoped this went better than the last girl he dated. "We've been going out for awhile and I was just a little curious if, uhm, if we're going to..." He stopped with a wince at how lame he was sounding. "I mean, I just want to know if we're going to have sex? Uh, sometime. Not right now."

The little stylus in her right hand froze in the air at the question and her eyes were wide and blue for a moment. She put the stylus down a moment later and tapped her lower lip then gave him a slight smile. “I think if we tried right now, your mom would charge in that door or my dad would come breaking through the window.” She put down the hand held. “Uhm… is there a way of saying yes without sounding like a total skank?”

He gave a lopsided grin. Or what he hoped was close enough to be reassuring. Though he did glance at the ceiling to make sure her father was not going to drop on him and kill him for even thinking those thoughts let alone asking it. "Sorry. Just sort of dropped it on you." He rubbed the back of his neck.

May leaned down more on the bed, her feet in the air with recently painted blue toenails. She gently poked at the bedspread for a moment then nervously swallowed. “Um. Jay. Um. I’m kinda, sorta, a skank.” She kept her eyes on the bedspread. “I uhm. Lost my virginity about … before you. Long before you. And that’s been it since then.” No more saying it was awful, because she had a feeling that wasn’t going to help.

Jay's grin faded into a frown. "You're not a skank," he insisted quietly as his brow furrowed. He licked his lips and tried to process it. First, that he was the lone virgin in the couple. Second, that whatever happened had made May think she was a skank. Rather than be a lump, he gently reached for one of her hands.

“It… you wouldn’t know him. Gene Thompson.” She mumbled, squeezing Jay’s hand, she almost wanted to die. “It was two years ago. It was stupid, and dumb, and it was peer pressure.”

Jay's frown deepened. He had an almost uncontrollable urge to hunt this Gene Thompson down and beat the snot out of him. Except... it looked like May needed assurance more than Jay needed to bloody his knuckles. He pushed himself onto the bed beside her. "Hey, it's okay. Alright? Doesn't change how I feel about you."

May leaned herself against him for a moment, eyes closed. She wrapped an arm around her boyfriend and sighed deeply. “It wasn’t anything like that, y’know. None of this stuff that I didn’t want it or anything. I was just highly disappointed, but mostly with myself. I was curious and I didn’t like him.” She smiled faintly up at Jay. “I like you, a lot.”

He gave her a smile back. "Then call it... practice. My health class informed me there's somethings you can't take back physically," he paused for a beat, "but that doesn't make you any less May. Any less the hottest girl I know. I like you a lot, too. You're the girl I want."

The redhead sighed, and thumbed Jay’s knuckles, “Is it that one video where this guy talks about passing a rose around a everyone takes a petal and uses it a metaphor about casual sex? Because that was lame. The video with the birth should be required as birth control.” She smiled then, leaned over to give Jay a kiss.

He happily received the kiss. "Don't think I saw that one, but it sounds pretty bad. Remind me to not casually get you a rose." Provided that their first time didn't have May going into giggle fits because he did something stupid that he thought would have been cool. Like tiger-striped underwear. No. Not that.

“It was awful.” May sighed in agreement and leaned against him with her eyes closed. She actually suspected he wore purple underwear. Because of the purple shorts. There was no way his mom didn’t enforce purple underwear on him. “Besides, I like other flowers, better.”

"Probably was. And uhm, I might be, too." Jay was not going to tell May his purple shorts were sometimes his underwear. It was nice to leave the mystique to it if there was any. Though he really needed to cover up that last statement. "Daisies? Carnations? Hopefully flowers that won't make my wallet cry when I run out and get you them sometime."

“Dandelions.” May said, certain about this as she reached out to play with his hair absently. “They’re cheap and cute and no one loves them.” Weeds were flowers that no one liked. That was her opinion, anyway. “So we’ll… should we plan this out?”

Jay gave her a small smile. Dandelions he could easily afford. He would just have to scout cracks in sidewalks and less manicured parks. "You love them," he noted. "And you're definitely somebody. Though, I think setting aside some time might be a good idea. I think surprising either of us with it could go bad. No Hulk nookie for sure."

“Well. Yeah. No Hulk nookie.” Not yet, anyway. She’s read Man of Steel, Woman of Kleenex. “And then there’s spider strength and stuff. But that seems silly on the whole. I think it’ll be okay from my end.” She hoped. … Her mother was okay, she had two kids with no problem. And well, JAY was born and she wasn’t NEARLY as strong as Jennifer. Unless Jennifer turned normal—No, she wasn’t going to go in that direction of thought.

He did not want his thoughts to go anywhere in the direction of Hulk babies. Even if he had been one himself. His mother would kill him if he got May pregnant. Which would be his second killing after Spider-Man got to him. "I'll... be honest here. Whenever you say you're ready, I'll be ready, too. Because... have I told you how hot you are lately?"

Hulk-Spider babies. Now those would be frightening. Besides, May would rather not get pregnant. She still liked being able to wear tights. She leaned up to kiss him softly. “I... really not right now. But soon. Really soon. Because I like you, and you’re really hot too.” The redhead grinned. “Not today, you haven’t.”

"No need for right now. Sometime soon works for me." He chuckled softly and hugged her. "Well, May Parker, you are extremely hot and have a tendency to go around the city in a really tight costume. That makes me a pretty happy guy."

“Well, that sounds like you have a fetish.” May teased, resting against her boyfriend. “And something you should talk to good shrink about, I think.” She grinned up at him.

Jay raised an eyebrow and scrunched his nose in the 'it caught him slightly off-guard' way. "Yeah, those May Parker fetishes should be cured. Too bad I don't think there's a doctor covered by my health insurance that can cure that."

“Do you want to be cured?” She asked and rose her brows as she gave Jay a cheeky grin. She took her boyfriend’s hand and squeezed it.

"Mmmmm." He closed one eye momentarily as he hummed thoughtfully. "Nope. Positive I don't. And that's not because you could throw me through a wall and then escape out the window to avoid Mom right at the moment." He grinned and gave her hand a squeeze back.

"I'm just gonna have to trust ya," May said eventually, leaning back then and for a moment, she bit her lower lip. "And besides, your bum is too nice to bruise by tossing out a window." She got on her knees then to give Jay a kiss, if a bit fumbled.

"You've been looking at my butt?" He actually sounded slightly surprised by that. Though it was short-lived because kissing his girlfriend back always took higher priority.
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