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[pedritosgirl2000]

Mister Fantastic

Reed Richards x f!reader

Omg it’s finally here!!! My first little drabble finally leaves the work in progress stage.

Pedro was finally confirmed as Reed Richards today and I just had the thought of him pulling you back with his stretchy arm into a hug and this was born.

Warning: angst (not all the way), fluff, cute shit, reader has no description, no use of y/n

Count: ~2.2k

Not proof read sorry not sorry k enjoy~

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You were crying, trying to just leave. You wanted to leave so badly but your legs just couldn't move.

"Tell me you don't love me... just tell me that." He whispers, standing just a few feet away from you.

"Reed..." Your voice cracks as you could barely get the sound out. Being with him was difficult, terrifying. You were in love with a superhero that risked his life every day and, although commendable and brave of him, you saw him almost die today and that was enough for you.

The romance you had built, the relationship, it started out in the strangest way. You were actually Sue Storm's best friend, at least you were until her ego took a hit from those powers they all got during that accident. You always wanted to get close to Reed, ever since you first met him. Sue got to him first though and you just let it be.

You had to force your feelings down for who-knows-how-long. Seeing them love each other, be so disgustingly in love. Then, she was the one who broke things off. She couldn't handle competing with his work. He was married to his job and she couldn't accept that.

You aren't a scientist, you work in marketing for a tech company but you're nowhere near as smart as he is. You would find him in his lab, working away into the late night hours. You were always so quiet when the break-up first happened, tiptoeing around him because you could tell it took a toll on him. You'd visit just for the company. You lived alone in an apartment complex, paying a bit too much for what it was worth.

You started to bring him a small coffee when you had the time to stop at the cafe next to the building. He wouldn't mind you being there, since all you did was sit and work on other projects.

Over the time you saw him heal, conversations would pop up on those late nights. You'd ask questions about all his work and he would try to simplify it so you could understand, comparing it to other things and just making it easy. You'd find yourself staring whenever he would go off on his tangents, admiring how he got so passionate when talking about his work.

You two started to hang out outside of the group. Sue and him kept things professional for work and still remained somewhat friends. It got easier as time went on. She noticed you two starting to be alone more and you were aware of the girl code but she was the one who left him. She would tell you how she doesn't love him the way she did anymore, how she was completely moved on. She also saw the way you'd look at him and understood, so she didn't say anything when you two started to see each other.

The first date was a mess, you were running late getting ready because work had kept you longer than scheduled, the restaurant messing up the dinner reservation, his car breaking down when he drove you home. It started raining right when the engine started to make a weird noise. You two had pulled over on the side of the road and waited for the tow. You laughed at the situation, seeing how it was all going downhill so quickly. He looks at you and you could've sworn, you saw the stars in his eyes when you looked back.

"Are you laughing at our misery?" He asks in a joking tone, obviously finding this funny as well.

You smile brightly, taking a good look at his face before nodding. "The universe wanted to give us a night to remember." You whisper softly, quickly getting lost in his eyes. The silence that filled the car was comforting. Nobody needed to speak to know what you both wanted at that moment. The only sound was the soft pitter-patter of the rain on the car. He leaned in slower than anything, cautious that he might be reading all these signals incorrectly. Your smile reassured him that he was doing everything right.

"Just fucking kiss me, Richards..." You whisper before leaning in to press your lips to his. His lips moved slowly but you could tell he held back. He wanted to pull you over that center console and hold you in his arms. You smile against his lips as one hand reaches up, gently being placed on your jaw to hold you. It felt like you two were like this for hours but when you finally pulled away, only a few minutes had passed.

The tow arrived not long after that. They managed to restart the battery and send you two on your way. You invited him in for a glass of wine and he ended up staying the night. Nothing happened but you were pleased to find him passed out and snoring slightly next to you the next morning.

From that point on, everything just got better for the both of you. Your late visits to his lab turned into little date nights in the lab. Your apartment became less lonely, as did his. It was fun to be around the group, especially Ben who was waiting for it to happen. He made a bet with Johnny that you two would get together, and Johnny ended up owing him $20.

Everything was perfect, and then you saw him go to space.

You thought your world had ended when you heard about the accident. Your life, everything you had with him, it all flashed before you when you were told. You didn't know if he was alive, only that there was an explosion and he was being treated, but no word on his condition. The officers talked to you but you just stood there in complete silence, the warmth and color from your body completely leaving you.

You felt like throwing up when you heard he was in the hospital being operated on. You were taken there, nearly carried because you just felt useless, frozen. Sitting in complete silence in the waiting room, you didn't trust your stomach to eat or drink anything. There was news about the others, they were in stable condition and recovering. You went to visit Sue in the meantime, thinking she might be able to help calm your nerves while you waited for something. You two sat in mostly silence as she felt your anxiousness.

"He'll be okay. If we survived, he will too." She says softly, just earning a small nod from you.

The doctor found you, you were asleep on the chair in Sue's hospital room. Hearing that he was alive and stable, you made a run to his room and found him asleep, wires hooked up to him everywhere.

You were there when he woke up, holding his hand and asleep on the most uncomfortable chair ever but you managed. He stared at you, wanting to tell you that he loved you right at that moment but the words couldn't come out. He lets you sleep, knowing you probably need it more than he does.

The discovery of his powers was scary for the both of you. Neither of you knew what was happening but all of the sudden, his limbs just began to stretch. At first, you were horrified, seeing parts of his face just droop to the floor like a horror film. You began to grow just more curious as time went by. His nights in the lab turned even longer as now he had himself to study. Susan and Johnny came to him upon the discovery of their powers, and then there was Ben. Ben hated the world for what he had become but Reed made life easier. Ben still hated being solid rock but Reed made things nicer with the special suits made to help with their powers. It controlled Johnny's body temperature, helped Sue blend in when she became invisible, molded to Ben's form, and stretched with his own body. You watched his brilliant mind create all of this, not knowing what the future now had in store for them.

Bringing it back to this moment, you were trying to leave. You waited for him in the lab, watching as he worked tirelessly on trying to help himself heal. The villain he faced today got too close to killing the man you love. You couldn't watch this anymore, you couldn't wake up to an empty bed. You two moved in together not too long ago and you wanted things to be like how they were. You missed his warmth, staying under the covers into the late morning before getting up and starting your days. You worked from home more often so you could catch him. The strain in your relationship became more apparent even if you chose to ignore it.

You look at him, tears in your eyes as you have had enough.

"I..." You can't get the sentence out because even if you leave him, you will spend the rest of your life devoting your love to him.

"I know... I know things are difficult right now but please... I need you more than anything. You are my support, my lifeline." Reed doesn't reach out to you but his words did. You could see him trying to hold back the tears, the complete destruction of emotions on his face.

"I can't see you almost die and have people expect me to be okay with it. Reed, you are everything to me. You are my world, my universe revolves around you. Don't go telling me that it shouldn't because no matter what, it will. I am so in love with you and I can't ever stop being in love with you. I hate you for making me love you so much... for allowing me to fall so damn hard." The tears stream down your cheeks again. It hurts you, thinking of being away from him. But it hurt you even more to think about him dying.

"What do you want me to do?" He asks, his big brown eyes looking so sad. You loved those the most about him, his eyes. You couldn't count how many times you've gotten lost in them. "Please let me fix this. Let me fix us." He whispers softly when he doesn't get a response from you.

The silence hits again, but this one was much different than the others you've experienced with him. There was negative tension, anxiousness and sadness. You saw desperation in his eyes unlike anything you've ever seen before.

He calls your name out softly, breaking the silence first. You look into his eyes and, before you know it, an arm is stretched out to you, his hand hooking around your waist and pulling you to him. You let him hold you because you know you can't leave. You're stuck here but you'll never complain.

"Let's work together... and fix our broken pieces..." He whispers softly, his words making you look up at him as your hands rest flat against his chest. "This new life... we need to adapt and I'm not going to let you go. I'm not going to let you leave. I need you to keep me strong." He says as he leans in to press his forehead to yours.

"You're Mister Fantastic. You don't need me to be strong." You say through the soft gasps from crying. He holds you a little tighter and there's another pause before he breaks it. "I need you. I'll always need you." He whispers almost breathlessly.

He whispers your name, making you look into his eyes again. You swore you almost whimpered out loud when you got lost once again.

You opened your mouth to speak, closing your eyes and softly exhaling before finally letting a sound out.

"I'll stay..." You finally get out as you look up at him again. He looked so relieved, holding you tight and hiding his face in your neck.

"I love you... more than anything." He breathes out into your skin. "Even more than physics?" You ask with a little smile, causing him to chuckle. "Even more than physics. Although physics-"

"Are you really going to debate your love for me and talk about physics?" You laugh as you pull away just enough to see him smiling.

"Okay, okay." He shakes his head and adjusts his hold on you.

"I love you more than anything... more than science, more than life itself. If I could configure the stars in your image, it still wouldn't be comparable to your beau-"

"Oh now you're just overexaggerating!" You laugh even more, smiling as he leans in to give you a soft, gentle kiss.

"I love you Mister Fantastic..." You whisper the second he pulls away.

"And I love you... future Mrs. Fantastic." He smirks, that playful look in his eyes making you roll yours.

You couldn't wait for the future with him, your Mister Fantastic.

[dyns33]

Elastic heart

Sooo let me be one of the first to write about Pedro Pascal!Reed Richards / Mister Fantastic because of course I had to write about him, even if the movie is not even out yet.

It was like a dream come true when Y/N received the email congratulating her because she had been selected to become Doctor Richards' assistant.

Everyone knew about the Fantastic 4, a group of heroes who protected the Earth from all threats, with Mister Fantastic, the Invisible Woman, the Human Torch and the Thing.

In addition to his activities as a protector of humanity, Doctor Reed Richards continued his research in physics and engineering.

Although he was considered the smartest man in the world, he seemed to have difficulty organizing his schedule and his notes, deciding to post an ad to find an assistant who would help him not end up crushed by a mountain of unclassified files.

Many candidates had applied, including Y/N. She didn't understand half of what Dr. Richards was talking about during the interview as he explained his current work, but she listened intently, finding it wonderful and fascinating that he was so invested in his work.

He had clearly noticed her listening skills. He had also liked that she didn't ask him any questions that weren't related to the position, that she took notes, and that she really tried to retain as much information as possible.

"I'm not going to ask you to solve the mysteries of the universe with me. Of course, if you said a theory that helped me solve the mysteries of the universe, I would mention your name. But you must especially remind me of my appointments, that I have to eat sometimes, update my research results, that sort of thing."

"No problem, Dr. Richards."

"Oh, no. Reed, please. Dr. Richards was my father." he said with a huge smile.

The first few days, Y/N was a little afraid of not being up to the task, or that he would ask too much, without ever paying attention to her.

But Doctor Richards was very attentive. Not only did he thank her or congratulate her for her good work, always happy to find hot coffee on her perfectly tidy desk or to hear her ask a question that would point him in the right direction, but sometimes he was even the one who took care of her.

"No. I'll take that."

"But Doc… Reed, I have to finish sorting these documents."

"I'm pretty sure it can wait until tomorrow. You should have been home two hours ago, you haven't eaten anything this afternoon. Don't deny it, I saw you with your energy drink. It's late, you were perfect, go get some rest."

"Only if you go too."

"… You got me. Deal."

Really, Reed Richards was a charming man. Too charming, no doubt, and Y/N quickly realized that she liked her boss a little too much.

It was never a good idea to mix feelings and work, but above all he was not free. When it was not her who reprimanded him for not taking care of his vital needs, Susan Storm appeared in the office sighing, pulling him by the arm and declaring that they were going out to lunch.

Like a celebrity couple, the newspapers were always trying to take pictures of them and spread their private life. So they rarely happened to be seen together outside of missions.

But Y/N saw them every day, and she couldn't deny that they looked perfect for each other.

So she had swallowed her ridiculous love, focusing on her work, while being unable not to smile stupidly every time Doctor Richards spoke to her.

If he hadn't seen it, it was obviously not the case for the rest of the group of heroes, Johnny Storm and Ben Grimm, who often made fun of her in a more or less hidden way.

"Wow, nice meal box Reed."

"Homemade by my lovely assistant. She's so helpful, so kind. I'm really lucky."

"Yeah, that's for sure."

"You're only jealous because I have cookies and you don't !"

Since he was the smartest man in the world, Y/N still wondered if he didn't know, but was too polite to say so. Preferring to save her honor, he played the carefree game by telling everyone that she was a great assistant, who was simply doing her job, without ever trying to seduce him and jeopardize his relationship.

In any case, if Johnny knew, his sister must have known too. Maybe she watched them sometimes, invisible in a corner of the room, waiting for Y/N to dare to try something.

"Susan thinks we should have dinner together tomorrow night." Reed said, writing an incomprehensible calculation on his board.

"Oh, where are you going to go ?"

"Hmm ? No, I mean, you and me. Italian or something. She thinks it would be good."

"… Why ?" Y/N asked, immediately thinking it was a test.

"It's okay if you don't want to. I'd understand, you already put up with me all day."

"I'm seeing friends tomorrow night."

"No worries, it's fine. I told her it was a bad idea anyway."

He didn't mention it again, probably because his partner had been satisfied by this refusal, and the lack of a proposal for another day.

However, something changed. More often lost in his thoughts, looking sad, Reed Richards seemed to withdraw into his work, to the point of sometimes forgetting Y/N's presence, and forcing himself to smile when she spoke to him.

It was hurtful. She didn't understand, and she ended up looking as sad as him.

"Hell, they're stupid, they're so stupid…" mumbled the Human Torch as she passed through the hallway with a ton of files.

"And it's you who says that, that means something." sighed the Thing, rolling its eyes.

Despite all their efforts, their work ended up being impacted. Y/N and Reed forgot things, dropped documents or cups, fell asleep on their desk.

Especially him, but Y/N didn't dare wake him up or ask him to go home.

She preferred to go see Susan Storm. If anyone could channel him, it had to be his lover.

"I would love to babysit that adorable idiot, but I have a date tonight. He's going to have to stop acting like a child."

"A date ? But… Can't you talk to him during your date ?"

"… Who do you think I'm on a date with ?"

"Doctor Richards ? Your boyfriend ?"

"… Johnny was right. I can't believe it. Sit down."

Modest, very modest, and not really caring about the opinions of others, Reed and Susan had broken up several months ago, without any problems, without any arguments, remaining very good friends.

Totally focused on his research, he had not tried to meet anyone else, convinced in any case that people only saw his powers and his notoriety. And he would quickly bore them to death with his long scientific explanations no matter what.

Then Y/N had arrived, and Reed had fallen in love at first sight. Already during the interview, he had found her wonderful.

Trying in vain to be discreet, he had asked the other Fantastics if it was a good idea to hire someone he liked, someone who was perfectly competent, but with whom he would probably never be able to have a relationship because that was not done in the professional world. Or was it alright ? Hypothetically, he had specified.

No one had been fooled by seeing him with Y/N, and while it was funny and cute at first, their inability to see that the other was interested was becoming quite painful to watch.

"Reed is completely incompetent when it comes to socializing. We must have encouraged him to ask you out, because he was sure you were just being nice to him. Now he thinks he was right, that you're not interested. But you thought he was taken… Damn, I knew we should have done a long interview about that."

"You say he likes me…"

"Honey, he's crazy about you. You too, no point in denying it. And since you're both hopelessly shy, I guess I'll have to step in to save the day. Don't move."

Y/N didn't know why she moved. As soon as the Invisible Woman had disappeared, she had stood up, quickly going to her office to get her bag, then taking the elevator to quickly go down to the underground parking lot.

Reed Richards liked her. He was single, he had asked her out on a date, and he had been sulking for weeks because she had said no, making him believe that his feelings were not reciprocated.

Normally she should have been happy. But this was scary. Because the smartest man in the world was perhaps a romantic idiot incapable of integrating social codes, he was not wrong. If things did not go well between them, it would be complicated for work. They got along so well before talking about love.

"Y/N !"

She jumped when she saw Reed's floating head as the elevator doors opened. Or not really floating, she could see his elongated neck that went all the way to the door of the fire escape.

"Excuse me !" he exclaimed with an embarrassed look. "I could have run but… I've always been bad at sports. And I didn't know where to find you, I tried several corners of the building at the same time. That said, I don't really know how my feet would have recognized you. Would you mind waiting, until I gather all my limbs together ?"

He apologized again, because it was quite strange to see his body return to normal, and quite long too.

The silence was not broken however when he was finally complete, and they remained looking at each other like inexperienced teenagers.

"So… You thought I was in a relationship."

"Yes, like everyone else I imagine."

"True, it's true that we never made the separation official… It's an important detail, which I could have specified at some point. But since I thought I had no chance anyway, I didn't think about it too much."

"This could make our professional relationships complicated."

"Exactly. I've read the labor code three times, and it's not very clear. It depends on contracts and collective agreements, and so I've read our collective agreement three times, and it's not forbidden, but…"

"I love Italian food."

Reed Richards stared at her, cut off in the middle of his nervous stammering, with a confused expression before showing a huge smile, which Y/N ​​returned shyly.

It might not have been a good idea, but if they didn't try, they would regret it. Work was already disrupted, and it would be disrupted if they didn't have this meeting to see where it could lead them. In the end, they could find a balance, between their private relationship and at work.

"Kiss her, damn it !"

"Johnny, you're ruining everything." Ben sighed, half hidden behind a car.

"I'm not ruining anything, he's doing just fine on his own ! Ouch… But Susan !"

"He's not good, but I think Richards was going to get there before you broke the moment."

Growling, Reed looked at his teammates who gave him big thumbs ups and nods of encouragement.

He then took Y/N's hand, leading her back into the elevator and pressing the button so they could have some privacy.

"… I read a study that said it's good to wait until the third date to kiss."

"You read a lot."

"Ah, yeah. One of the reasons Susan and I broke up, besides the fact that we didn't love each other that way anymore, was that I wasn't very romantic. I'm trying to work on that."

"A kiss in an elevator is romantic too."

"… Really ? I'll look for a study that…"

"Kiss me."

"Okay."

It was part of her job to guide Doctor Richards and tell him what to do when he forgot or was lost after all.

But after a simple reminder, he did just fine with his mouth and hands, although it seemed that when he was excited, he wrapped his arms everywhere without realizing it.

That would be interesting to study later, after the third date.

[umadosedepascal]

Quickie with Pedro

Sound On!

Ft. @missyorkswhore

It’s been months you don’t see each other, Pedro is very busy with work so are you.

With just one sassy message telling that he misses you so much, is a reason to meet him in the middle of the day at his hotel room for a quickie…

Pedro wants to taste you and get you ready for him. He loves to worship on you, holding your legs tight pulling you closer.

- No fingers this time, babe…

He knows how you like it and rub his sexy nose over your clit licking your lips up and down moaning every second, he makes you cry with pleasure when you get to the edge cumming on his mouth.

You open your eyes and see him rubbing into the bed, rocking hard, ready to fill you up..

-Hi…

[fandomnerd9602]

Y/N walks into the lab…

Y/N: Reed can you make me some fireproof clothing?

Reed: why? Can’t stand getting close to Jane?

Y/N: no the opposite

Reed: huh?

Y/N: she keeps burning my clothing on purpose

Jane walks thru and gives Y/N a sly wink…

Jane: see you tonight hot stuff

For @jacelion

[yes-i-write-fanfiction]

Spideytorch fanfic idea. Peter writes a thesis on molecular engineering that attracts the attention of Doctor Doom who, impressed by Parker's mind, seeks him out. They get talking and somehow Peter manages to befriend him. He has no clue how it happened but Doom for some reason finds him humorous and now they are buddies.

Johnny is jealous and convinced that this is just some ploy by Doom to get to the Fantastic Four while Reed is confused, and slightly hurt, that Peter managed to befriend Doom while he couldn't.

Idk, I just think it would be funny for Doom to see Peter's apartment, become so disgusted by his poor living conditions that he buys him a new one because 'no friend of Doom can be allowed to live like this'. He also doesn't approve of Peter dating Johnny, not because he's homophobic or anything but because he thinks Peter can do so much better. Tries to introduce him to other scientists or nobles from Latveria.

Doom: "Come on Parker, he can't even do quantum physics!"

Peter: "But-"

Doom: "There is a duke about your age back in Latveria that has a doctorate in chemical engineering that would be a perfect match for you. Not to mention that he's easy on the eyes."

[the-imaginative-hobbyist]

Gladiator II looks fantastic...

[oswaldthehero]

they could have been a cool team but fate is cruel

[squids-comics]

Mr Fantastic's just taking poor Loki for a ride back there.

From: Fantastic Four Annual #3

[tin-can-iron-man]

Foaming at the mouth thinking of the potential analysis and parallel of Victor going through with his college experiment despite being told to wait because he was irrationally emotional and passionate about his project and it went wrong vs. Reed Richards stealing his own rocket despite being told to wait because he was irrationally emotional and passionate about his project and it went wrong

[frumfrumfroo]

Have you heard of the rumors that have been swirling for months now that Disney has been practically begging Adam Driver to play Reed Richards in Fantastic 4 and he's repeatedly have told them flat out no? They at least acknowledge that he's a money maker if it's true and will eventually give up. But they'll be back after repeatedly being upstaged by Reylo authors within the next few years and will probably offer full college funds for his kids plus $20 million in exchange for starring in a sequel to the 1998 version of The Parent Trap with Daisy Ridley as Annie/Hallie or some shit.

I kept hearing that they were 'in talks' with him or he was all but cast etc. and never bought it. I see no reason to believe he'd agree to sign on for that given what he's doing right now and what he's said before about corporate movie products.

It'd be a terrible career move for him at the moment and he doesn't need the money. Maybe if/when he wants to get into producing or to help a director he wants to work with, they'll get him in some MCU dreck, but I doubt he ever considered saying yes to this.

[thereisnosp00n]

Okay but like I can't be the only one now mildly disappointed that the new F4 isn't just Mr. Fantastic and the three Moon Knight personalities, right?

Right??

[shelbgrey]

Marvel request page:

Marvel requests are open so please send in requests if you have any, I would love to start writing for the earth's mightiest heros.

Teams I write for:

Avengers

Moon knight

X-men

The fantastic four

Gaurdians of galaxy

[petermorwood]

This is one of, if not THE, best April Fools jokes ever, and may even be the very first to air on "serious TV". The prank was aired April 1 1957 at the end of the BBC current-affairs programme “Panorama”.

It was helped by spaghetti being a rare exotic food in 1950s Britain, and narration by the hugely respected journalist and presenter Richard Dimbleby made it utterly convincing.

Afterwards people either got the joke - or didn’t, and wanted to grow their own spaghetti trees. These optimists were told to “place a length of dry spaghetti in a jar of tomato sauce and hope for the best”.

*****

The entire spoof got it wrong, of course, since free-range organic spaghetti doesn’t grow on trees at all. 

In actual fact it’s a kind of marshland reed, and very seasonal, only available from March 15 (when by tradition the first harvest is made by use of many small sharp knives) through until April 2nd, when it’s officially declared to be stale.

Extruded lengths of flour-water-egg paste - originally called spaghetti finti or spaghetti di casa - replicate these reeds while being available all year round.

*****

Some humourless pundits indulged in sputtering outrage that such nonsense was part of a serious programme, but "Panorama” producer David Wheeler stuck to his guns, suggesting that viewers needed a more critical attitude to what was shown on TV, and shouldn’t believe everything they saw. 

What would he have said now?

*****

@dduane​ says that for US readers to understand just how effective it was, imagine the same thing on “60 Minutes”, voiced with equal sincerity by Dan Rather.

*****

And oddly enough, what we’re having for supper tonight will be...

Probably not spaghetti.

;->

[ronearoundblindly]

Heat Tank

Johnny Storm x ghost!reader from the Phantom Pleasure series

One of my Valentine's Fics for 2024. Prompt: A kiss in relief. WC 782

Summary: Though you've grown closer, Johnny has spent months unable to touch you. As a spirit, you are attracted to heat, so there's a chance his energy can actually offer you a form--if only temporarily--for him to see and feel. This is Johnny's first chance to test the Heat Tank.

The science of the structure makes no sense to Johnny, but he knows he has permission to go supernova while inside. The venting and dispersion will work for a prolonged period, and as an unexpected bonus, Richards was able to channel the energy to heat the entire block.

Johnny doesn’t care about that.

Why he needs the Tank is vague, but the Four know Johnny rarely asks for technology unless absolutely necessary. If it can help prevent any direct damage to the brownstone or the neighborhood, Reed and Sue are on board.

The apparatus is simply a more powerful version of the original assessment chamber in the Baxter Building, less the flaw where his maximum temp can melt the walls.

Johnny does the song and dance, listens to the explanation of controls—door stays locked until a specific sensor reads below 110* F—and then dismisses Reed and his sister to go out to dinner or whatever it is they do. He doesn’t pay attention after the necessities. 

He contemplates inviting you in verbally, but instead lights his hand. That’s your ghost-equivalent of an attractive offer: concentrated heat. If this works at all…

As soon as the thick door shuts, its pitch black save for his hand, and Johnny stokes the fire. He gets more and more nervous, letting the smooth, gradual increase boil atmosphere like a frog in the pot, until the first shapes of you lick through the distortion.

You’re here.

You’re really here—right there within reach—and he pushes for more, more heat, more pressure, more you.

There’s not one whole part of you that becomes clear first; it’s wisps of a hip, a curve of a jaw, leg. He simply watches intently, unable to hear over the roar of flame around him—around you both.

But he can hear your voice in his head so clearly, joking, poking fun at his needless intensity, his perpetual impatience.

Johnny…

I’m always here.

I’m not going anywhere.

You aren’t though. He wants more. For once in his constantly un-alone life, he wants just one thing: to see you, to be with you physically.

Then you’re there.

Suddenly, the nuance of oranges curve over every inch of you, and Johnny’s body feels hotter than it’s ever been, in pain or pleasure, in fear or safety. He’s on fire inside and out.

He hardly imagines what your skin will be like in his palm because the burnt clay undertone of it seems hard. If Johnny’s learned anything about you, “hard” would describe none of it. You’re malleable like amber and fragile as rust.

The shared presence of blood-red is the most you and Johnny have ever had in common to date, and yet he feels a connection in the destruction, the dispersion of his life-force. If only he could truly give himself to you…

His bare foot steps forward in a cloud of plasma and smoke, sliding through the blaze.

He is the only source of oxygen now. There is nothing but Johnny to galvanize life within the Tank, and he has a goal.

Touch her.

That’s all he has to do: suffer and incite thousands of degrees for a corporeal taste.

Just one. Just one touch. Just touch her.

But Johnny Storm has never settled for the bare minimum. He steals the whole show. He shoots all the way to the stars. He can’t be held back, and there’s no one who cares to hold him back.

Before he can close the distance between you, your arm raises, a palpable hand resting on his chest which he greedily covers with his own and continues. Onward to you. Nearer. Hotter. Sooner. Until he arrives, lips kissing the beautiful, pouting plume of your lips.

To his utter delight, you feel…cool like fog rolling over his molten skin, and his lungs fill with the contradiction, veins opened wide to the shock of dopamine injected by new.

Johnny’s power makes him impose on others—on the world—because he controls the climate around him. Climate never fights back.

You do. You can affect him, and he’s instantly addicted.

He’ll fuse straight to your soul if you let him. He’s that far gone in seconds. The chain reaction simply floods through him, and he pumps more and more heat out to keep you tangible.

He’ll die without friction. He can’t imagine living without.

He presses, smelting your essence into his memory and hoping.

Stay, he thinks. Stay even when I burn out.

The hand on his heart squeezes, a cool rock to rest his sweating skin upon.

You’re a balance. You can keep him grounded even after all the hot air of this life floats away.

A/N: well, I'm really praying that read as interesting rather than confusing because I've had to come up with odd ways to describe how Johnny and a ghost can interact. Had this idea for Reader to be attracted to heat (i.e. her consciousness gathers around that energy which is the only time she can kinda really *think*) for a while, and it struck me that it would be novel to have a cold kiss be more tantalizing for the Human Torch. Anyway, I overthink everything, so yep, all is fine here!

Jake Jensen and a kiss to distract ⬅️➡️ Ransom Drysdale and a kiss as a yes

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Mrs Fantastic, Rita Richards, tries to work out the tension in her head…

Y/N: baby you alright?

Rita: I gotta finish this report for Dr Storm.

Y/N: I think Sue’s dad will understand. But for now, you gotta stretch out, ironically

Rita shakes her head…

Rita: you and your terrible jokes

Y/N: I mean in theory you could stretch out but-

Rita giggles as she jumps on Y/N’s back, already flattening like a pancake…

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If there one thing you want to change in the cannon in any fandom what will it be and why?

Make Reed Richards and Doctor Doom bitter exes. Like, they dated in college and it was actually pretty good but Doom was kinda emotionally constipated and didn't express himself in ways that Reed understood so he assumed that Doom just wasn't that interested and broke up with him.

Doom pretends that it means nothing to him now but it's obvious that he's not over him. Reed is the one that got away, the love that never died. Everyone and their mom can see it from miles away except Richards and his mid-battle banter with Doom is filled with thinly veiled flirting that he just can't seem to pick up on.

Susan legit feels kinda bad for Doom (she is married to Reed though and will fistfight Doom in a parking lot to defend her husband), Ben is actively keeping Reed in the dark because he does NOT want those two to get back together and Johnny thinks this is the funniest thing ever. He makes blog posts about it.

Doom: I am over Richards.

Also Doom: *sighing longingly as he stares at a picture of Reed*