𝘚𝘜𝘗𝘌𝘙𝘕𝘖𝘝𝘈.ᐟ

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄 ... 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄ⵑ

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peter.

he wouldn’t scold; all guests were welcome, no matter the time, nor reason. whatever that may be, something johnny felt the need to pester for. the fire swallowing his hand extinguished as quickly as it came, that same hand flimsily dialing under cabinet lighting to a welcoming dim. nothing too harsh, only enough to be able to see what he was doing.

" i’ll do ya a solid and keep the fact the intercom didn’t announce you the way it’s supposed to, to myself. " he bargained, shuffling to snag fridge door’s handle, frame bending inquisitively towards the inside. barbecue, pfft. " if you tell me what’s up and why you’re here. " unsure of how well he could get away with coaxing out a heart to heart, he would try anyway. the universe knew how many they’d had before, and who was he if not concerned. packaging in hand, he posted up by the stove, pretending to wait for it to warm. " spill, pal, or i’ll sell you out. "

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and a very happy pride from my family (the fantastic four) to yours. ❤️‍🔥

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there he is 🥺

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THOUGHTS. CAN YOU DESCRIBE YOUR THOUGHTS? it was hot ... i died that day.

mythos fantastic four // jonny sun. // Iain s. thomas: i wrote this for you. // neil degrasse tyson: a spacetime odyssey. // super nova by senarius. // gwen benaway: holy wild.

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@wrathbit's peter parker : i couldn't find anything to eat, the kitchen's pretty cleared out. :(

although the human torch's residency in the ol' double b wasn't nearly as frequent, it was a wonderful backup. still home; comforting silence and lengthy hallways navigated via muscle memory. johnny knew where everything should and shouldn't be, every sound, structure. including disturbances, an interesting factor for a place with such high defenses. a figure hunched in the kitchen, his hand raised with fire blooming from the wrist up as a stand-in light. how many people outside of the family could go in and out without concern? the list existed on one hand.

" what- mh- hell? " disoriented, less cautious groan upon realization. it would seem they had a spider-problem, all of a sudden. johnny didn't bother with the overhead light, saving peter the trouble. " could've called- y'know ... what did- " the room was void of heat, which meant the stove had gone untouched. nose scrunched, illuminated features twisted fairly slow as each cog turned. " oh my god, you did not. "

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@ionzhar : [ TXT ] : i'm on my way,  don't go anywhere.

[ OUTGOING … B❤️ ] - ik i don't have to tell you to hurry but pls hurry. [ OUTGOING … B❤️ ] - the sunglasses and hat combo didn't work. [ OUTGOING … B❤️ ] - and i can't jet out of here without the risk of hurting anyone. [ OUTGOING … B❤️ ] - are you sure about this? it'll be like poking a hornet's nest. minus the hornets. and the nest.

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@wpon-x : [ TXT ] : wait unblocked i need 2 say smth

[ OUTGOING … MAYBE: WADE ] - oh my GOD. [ OUTGOING … MAYBE: WADE ] - i was trying to unblock ben, not you. but whatever. [ OUTGOING … MAYBE: WADE ] - you have five minutes. [ OUTGOING … MAYBE: WADE ] - now you have four minutes and thirty seconds. better hurry!

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robert.

one, two … three. fingers popped up from a loose fist as robert bid reassurance, the irony only bristling already fragile torch. " could’ya quit using the word fired? i’m a little sensitive to the topic right now. " partially a jest, though he’d learned from the best how to break through thick tension with just that. eyebrows shot up as his options were laid out, his body now leaning back into his seat, arms folding over his chest as though he had the option to consider. to potentially deny. in no position to, not in the slightest, johnny kept an open ear and a brief hand to top the one at his arm. even his own squeeze.

reconciliation with his circumstances seemed to be on the horizon, despite the deep ache and begged question; who was he without? that was the worst part, the inability to really tell. such a powerful force tended to be so fickle under duress, unfortunately.

" that’s bullsh- hnng! so not true. " impulsive reply and a hand to his forehead, eyes squeezing shut as he slammed the metaphorical breaks that kept his mind rolling. not all it’s cracked up to be? flying was awesome! it was everything! " sure. 'course. " a ready agreement to stop himself from combatting such a statement, his hand fell back into his lap with a thud. he wanted to help, of course he did. powers or not. head tilted to meet robert’s eyes, his own a concoction of ache and intrigue. " scans? what kind'a scans? like- experiments? "

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Oh! The intimacy of adopting each other’s vocabulary.

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🙂‍↕️you understand.

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been thinking about johnny’s hair growing brassier with age. his eyes getting warmer, that sort of blue-green you see when the sun is coming up.

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@violevina : [ TXT ] : come get me plz plz plz

her notification among many always caught his attention. perhaps it was thanks to a special tune; dedicated sound cue that was bound to rip him away from the present, whatever kira needed. repetitive text had him upright within moments, and lit like a feeble flick of a lighter.

[ OUTGOING … KIRA ] - i'm coming. [ OUTGOING … KIRA ] - five minutes. [ OUTGOING … KIRA ] - do you need me subtle? [ OUTGOING … KIRA ] - i'm coming i swear. please tell me you're okay and just want to go home.