#( v. main. ) ⸺ ⌜𝕞𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕕⌟

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@revenantinflames said: ❝ i don’t feel good. ❞ ― for muses who won’t get out of bed ― ACCEPTING

" No ? " Jess questioned, arms folded as she leaned against the doorframe. "I could have told you that, you look like you've seen a ghost." Her face pursed with concern, brows furrowing as her lips bounced from side to side. "Do you wanna talk about it ? "

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@revenantinflames sent 💬 ― send me 💬, and i’ll use a line from a sentence meme i’ve reblogged to make a starter for you. ― ACCEPTING

Shooting the heads off of three cardboard practise dummies in rapid succession, Jessica nudged Johnny in the ribs with her elbow. ❛ it’s very rude to stare, ❜ she teased, her hands still glowing from her venom blasts.

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@danversiism asked: ❛   so do you rub butter all over Johnny boy ?   ❜ ( i'm dead inside )

?!

The bottle of butter Jessica's currently using to overly soak her popcorn shoots out of her hand like a rocket as its squeezed too hard. After it hits the cinema floor, her gaze slowly drags from it, up to her best friend's face. ❝ What the fuck kind of a question ⸺ CAROL ! ❞

Her face goes entirely red, feeling so hot from embarrassment she swore she could flame-on. Picking the bottle from the floor, Jess then glares daggers at Carol. ❝ All I said was that I like popcorn so buttery it's dripping. That's all !!! Why did your mind ⸺ do you rub butter all over Peter ?! ❞

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@sxrgeantbarnes said: ❛ i’ve formed the habit of liking you. ❜ ― &. 𝐟. 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. ― ACCEPTING

His words stopped her dead in her tracks, the coffee she was pouring threatening to spill over the mug. What a simple thing to say, and yet it forced Jessica to fight off a fit of giggles.

"Oh ?" She finally questioned, stopping her pour just in time. Except the moment she moved the mug, the hot liquid inside sloshed out onto the counter, and all over her fingers. As she stuck the side of her finger in her mouth to soothe the mild burn, she reflected on her last few weeks with Bucky ― the two of them seemingly the new go-to pair for missions at the moment.

"I've grown pretty fond of you too, Barnes," Jess added with a soft smile, removing her fingers from her mouth to place them under cold water instead.

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Space is not really Jessica's thing; it was more for her best friend and her best friend's boyfriend. So, it was an absolute mystery to her how or why she got roped into some cosmic mission in the first place. And she didn't even get to go with Carol, instead pairing up with Peter. Well, no better time than now to bond, she supposed.

They were out searching for 'some guy' ― Who ? Jess couldn't say, she didn't know, no one tells her shit. She has just been reassured she'd 'know them when you see them'. You know, typical, vague superhero nonsense.

As they scoured dark corners of planets unknown to her, Jessica hoped Peter knew who they were looking for.

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@revenantinflames sent: Kissing to shut them up + An abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation ― 𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺  ﹠ ᵀᴱᴸᴸ .    (  a  collection  of  50+ kiss prompts . ) ― ACCEPTING

He was rambling again. It was cute ― it always was. It didn't matter what it was about, Jess seeming only growing more fond of it the more time she spent with him. The way his baby blue eyes lit up so passionately as he spoke, and his whole body moved along with his words. He'd start talking three volumes louder so that you couldn't miss what he was saying.

Hell, it wasn't just Johnny's eyes that lit up when got going, it was his whole pretty face. Each time he'd start, Jessica found it hard not to watch him.

Her gaze focused then on his lips, absorbing every word they spoke until she began to focus on them a little too hard. Without realising she was doing it at first, Jess began leaning towards him, her wandering hands slowly finding their way to his shirt collar. It wasn't until her fingers gripped onto the cotton that she even became aware of what she was doing.

And then suddenly, his lips were pressed against hers, Jessica having pulled Johnny toward her to close the remaining, small gap.

For a few beats, she stayed like this ― fingers nervously twisted in his shirt as waited for him to pull away, or to push her off. But, when that thankfully never came, she allowed herself to relax into the kiss. Her eyes slowly closed, a soft exhale of nerves against Johnny's lips was noisier than Jess had meant for it to be. Her cheeks flooded with colour, one hand travelling across the side of his neck to cup the back of his head ― eagerly running her fingers through the the short, blonde strands.

Her other hand rested against his chest, over his heart. She could feel it beat at a rate similar to hers ― erratically slamming around in her chest. Jess hummed a soft sound of enjoyment, using the hand entangled in Johnny's hair to pull him impossibly closer to her.

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It sounded like 10,000 gunshots all at once.

Then an intense, high-pitched screeching; a ringing that only grew louder and louder.

At the same time, Jessica felt her body unwillingly go flying, before hitting one of the nearby, concreate buildings. Her world temporarily fading to black, before pained blinks brought some of the world back.

All she could hear at first was the blood thundering throughout her ears. The more she tried to focus on now, the less she could seem to hear, or see ― her vision growing blurrier with each passing second. She could feel someone's arms around her, propping her up from the dusty, cracked pavement.

@revenantinflames said: “try to stay awake. talk to me.” ― dialogue : severe injury/illness ― ACCEPTING

His voice just broke through the rapid thump-thump-thump in her ears, able to see the faintest outline of spikey, blonde hair. Johnny Storm.

Behind him, Jess noticed thick, charcoal-black plumes of smoke rising into the sky from what seemed like multiple sources. The more she tried to make out, the more it appeared as though everything was on fire.

Her first attempt to talk instead came out as sputtering coughs instead, along with a pain in her abdomen she recognised as broken ribs. Luckily (or rather, unluckily), it was an injury she was familiar enough with that she knew she'd heal from it with a couple hours.

But also, combined with just how many other undetermined number of injuries she had ― who knew ? Her regenerative factor was going to be working a few overtime shifts, that much was certain.

" Explosion ? " she finally managed to question, albeit weakly.

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@outlawiism asked: ❝ so you and Johnny huh ? ❞

Taken immediately off guard, Peter's simple question made her choke on her coffee. The tone to his voice made her feel as though she were a little sister being teased by her older brother about her first crush. Or, how she imagined that felt, anyway.

Jessica's entire face was already as red as her suit, a giant, girlish grin could be seen through the coughs to clear her of inhaled-coffee. She was stupid for the fire boy, he was the best thing to happen to her. They meshed so well, pleasantly surprised by just how much they had in common ― in good ways, and bad. Johnny was so sweet to her, sincere and trusting; he made her laugh, even in moments where she felt like she couldn't.

Didn't hurt either he was the hottest man she'd ever laid eyes on.

❝ Yeah. . . yeeaah, ❞ she mused when she could finally breathe again, now cradling her head in her palms. Her eyes glazed over, staring in the direction of his apartment. If it were possible, Peter would've seen cartoon hearts spinning around her head. ❝ Johnny's pretty cool. ❞ Her smile widened at her own obvious understatement.

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@revenantinflames said: “Why did I wait? You told me to wait!” // ( accepting )

❝ I know ! I know ! And your few minute-long wait will be worth it, I promise. ❞ Not wasting another second, Jessica quickly retreats back into their bedroom, Dr. Spice still curled up at the edge of their bed. The cat had his good days, and he had his bad ones, and today had been one of the good ones ⸺ so far, anyway. He'd allowed her to dress him up earlier that day, and she was hoping for a repeat.

Reaching slowly for their cat, along with his cat-sized cowboy hat and bolo tie, Jess cautiously begins to dress him. She didn't want to test his patience for long, nor did she want to risk setting him off by picking him up. . . ❝ Johnny ! ❞ She shouts, though not that loud, turning her face away from Dr. Spice. ❝ C'mere, I have something I wanna show you ! ❞

Waiting for him now to come through the door, Jess poses with her arms wide, gesturing to their costumed pet, whose tail was beginning to flick back and forth as he looked grumpier by the second. When her boyfriend walks through the door, she wiggles her fingers. ❝ Ta-da ! ❞

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❝ Hey, babe ! Guess what I got for you to try ! ❞ Sprinting through the front door, Jess throws herself across Johnny's lap as he sat on the sofa; pulling two, small cannisters of sriracha and wasabi flavoured peas out from her jacket's inner pocket.

She rolls onto her back, looking up to his face ⸺ a giant, mischievous smile plastered on hers. ❝ You don't have to try, of course, but. . . ❞

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@revenantinflames // cont. from ( ▽ )

[ ✉ ⤷ pretty boy ❤️‍🔥🔥 : ] Aw, I have to decide between the two??

[ ✉ ⤷ pretty boy ❤️‍🔥🔥 : ] I was thinking the latter, but painting Ben pink when he passes out??

[ ✉ ⤷ pretty boy ❤️‍🔥🔥 : ] That's hilarious, and now I'm conflicted.

[ ✉ ⤷ pretty boy ❤️‍🔥🔥 : ] I vote we paint him pink, then come home and finish the movie.

[ ✉ ⤷ pretty boy ❤️‍🔥🔥 : ] If you get what I mean. 😘

[ ✉ ⤷ pretty boy ❤️‍🔥🔥 : ] What are we painting the man with?

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〝 Y'know what we haven't done in a reeaaally long time ? 〞 Eager hands patted rapidly against her thighs as the thought sprung to mind. 〝 Had a movie night ! Like, I mean the whooole shebang ― we cook up some popcorn, pull out one of Stark's projectors, a laptop and a sheet. . .〞 Jessica sprung to her feet, giving Carol a final excited glance before taking off toward the kitchen.

〝 My vote is for 'Wrath of Khan' !!! 〞 she shouted as she sprinted away out of sight. Her vote was always for Wrath of Khan.

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@spinxeret sent: 🎵 + 8 ⸺ a starter inspired by one of my most recent 25 played songs. // ( accepting )

⤷ ‎‎‎‎‎‎❛ Shampain ― MARINA

Avengers press conferences were always the least entertaining thing on the planet. Jessica would rather be anywhere else but on a stage, a spotlight beating down into her eyes, helping to maintain appearances for the prying, public eye. What made it worse was, because of Veranke, one of the reasons these 'parties' were so frequent in the first place was for Jess ― to show the world that look ! She's a human this time ! We promise !

Ugh.

Finally allowed off the stage, but not entirely free from the event yet, Jess buzzed around in search of every waiter with a champagne tray. There wouldn't be enough to get drunk, and she'd be sure to pace herself here of all places regardless. . . But she still wanted something to help cope with all the stares and whispers, acutely aware when someone shuffled away as she got nearer to them.

Maybe she should just douse the place in pheromones and call it a day.

The bubbly, gold liquid was luxurious, could have been crafted by angels as far as Jessica was concerned. The flutes were unbelievably thin, realistically holding far less than a normal one would. And so, after her third glass, she had resorted to just grabbing them two at a time.

Down went four and five, six and seven, eight and ―

〝 Oh, hey ! 〞 A barrage of people had pushed by Jess, causing her to nearly back up into MJ. With a small, apologetic smile, she offered her drink to the other. 〝 Champagne ? 〞

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@cxptmarvel // closed starter .

It seemed as though threats facing the world doubled daily, a new cosmic disaster every month. It was exhausting, Jessica missing times where it took at least a few weeks to see a new alien. Though, she supposed that had been best friend's life for even longer, and probably would be forever.

She just wanted it to slow down a bit.

Opening their messages, Jessica sent Carol three texts: 〝 Miss you. Wanna grab some coffee ? I'll buy you a donut.〞 She didn't like doughnuts herself, but she hoped this would entice Carol to join her. Who better to slow down with ?

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@revenantinflames // continued from ( x )

There was a scream from a civilian below. Kicking one of the creatures off the roof they were battling on top of, Jessica ran to the edge, following the horrified stares of the scattered people in the streets. A few miles above the city, a tiny dot in the sky was in rapid free-fall. Jess knew that tiny dot. Her heart punched down to her gut, a tonne of bricks collapsing down, crushing her.

Oh, God. Oh, fuck, ohshit ―

It would take maybe two minutes for Johnny to hit the pavement. She had to time this perfectly ― the wind, his speed, her speed, her gliders were only able to go so fast. It wasn't the first time she was in this position; though when she'd rescued Carol, she was young, somehow more reckless than she was now, and she'd just jumped. She should be more methodical here.

The world around her came to stop, everything around her seemingly freezing in time as she raced towards him. Ohfuckohfuckohfuck ―

!!!

She couldn't wait any longer, instinct taking over any sort of calculating she was attempting. She leapt between the close towers, apartments, offices. . . Jess landed on the rooftops, and clung to the walls, crawling her way higher and higher until ―

〝 Gotcha ! 〞 She snatched him from the air, both of them landing on the top of a building, hidden behind some billboard. Cradling him in her arms, Jess asked Johnny if he could hear her, her available hand stroking his cheek. His skin was so much colder than she'd expected. And clammy. . . It wasn't long before she noticed he was rapidly warming up again.

A wave of relief washed over her when his eyes opened, even if only a little. She pressed her lips to his forehead at his slurred speech, melting over his relieved sigh.

Turning her eyes to the skies, she saw not even a trace of whatever the fuck those things were. Still holding him close to her chest, she pivoted slightly the check the streets ― nothing. The only creatures in sight were seemingly dead, and she figured the rest had retreated. A problem for another day, for now, the only concern on her mind was Johnny's wellbeing.

〝 Yes ― yeah. You did fantastic, babe.〞 She clutched him tighter. It was true, she was impressed by him, proud of him, (and found it oddly attractive ??? ). Add that to the list of things to mention if she ever sought out therapy.〝 Don't do it again though, okay ? Like, ever, actually.〞 Adrenaline was still pumping through her, but it was dying down now, being replaced with the horror of what could have been had she missed him. She didn't even know what he did, her attention focused instead on the. . . beast-thing she'd been fighting. It made her feel guilty, that maybe had someone not screamed. . .

Burying her face in his hair, Jessica inhaled deeply; a combined scent of ash, smoke and butane punched at inside of her nose. What she smelled wasn't surface level ― it was Johnny, usually subtle, now instead amplified a million times over. Over the past few months, she'd grown pretty fond of it, but it'd never been so. . . overwhelming before.

But, also, she'd never been happier to smell those smells.

Moments later, she carefully got to work checking him over for wounds, tenderly bending his body in whichever way she deemed necessary ― unable to refrain from pausing every couple of seconds to kiss a different portion of his face.

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@danversiism said: ❛   there's a hairspray shortage in the city since you bought every single one bottle.   ❜ 🫢

Gaze narrows at Carol through the mirror, hands buried deep within her styled tresses as she pins what must be the thousandth bobby pin into place. As they fall from her hair, Jessica grabs a comb off the bathroom counter, using it to point towards her friend as she spins to face her.

❝ And so what if there is a shortage ??? ❞ Her free hand snaps to her hip. ❝ I think I deserve to zhuzh it up a little from time to time. You haven't seen nothing when it comes to what I can do with hairspray ⸺ there was that time I wore a wig with my costume, after all. . . Most of this is just teasing and bobby pins. ❞ Turning back to the mirror, Jess resumes backcombing her hair. ❝ Besides, we're going out, I want to look nice, even if it is just coffee. . . Leave me to it, mind your business. ❞