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“ think about what you’re doing. ” // slides u a thing.
meme || accepting !!
she’s a loaded gun; the bullet ready & willing to HURL herself into the thick of it with just the slightest SPARK. & he was that spark. the one that never failed to both boil her blood & send chilling SHIVERS down her spine. “ NO. no. you– you don’t understand. i don’t GET to do that. “ hands gesture fiercely as she speaks & voice can’t help but carry a subtle quiver, “ the longer i take just gives this monster a BIGGER window to leave a BIGGER trail of broken lives behind. that’s not happening – i’m not letting it goddamn happen !! “ with jessica you either fall in line or get out of her way, regardless she won’t stop; she can’t. not with this.
@sweetheartsnark || liked.
getting PHOTOGRAPHED -- great, as if there wasn’t enough on the colorful list of paranoia & agitation of jessica jones already, “ HEY !! “ she calls out after the brunette across busy new york street. wide strides to close the distance { heedless to oncoming CARS } & rigid stance reading nothing but irritability. & across the camera unforgiving grip will curl once in reach to then RIP it away. “ who the HELL are you, huh? --why are you taking my picture? “
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it starts off so simple. ‘ jessica, how about you go pick out your favorite suit of mine? ‘ a seemingly harmless request should it come from anyone else. it’s a pull; magnetic & insistent. to do what she’s told with no pause or rest until it’s done. but slender frame there stands motionless in front of closet filled to the brim with fine pressed fabrics. she doesn’t have a favorite; he hasn’t told her which is her favorite. frazzled mind clamors for an answer to which the real one is NONE but his lure won’t let her stop. so still she stands in front of open doors, stare becoming increasingly agitated as small noise of discomfort slips passed ruby lips. sad truth is: she will stand there ALL DAY should he not come find her.
“The other people you’ve helped. Obviously…” That was rude, he realizes a moment later, and he wishes he could take it back. Instead, he’ll settle for a soft sorry. Royce thinks he sees something of a look on her face, one that he knows all too well. Paranoia is one hell of a bitch, and something he understands entirely too well. He still looks over his shoulder from time to time, expecting to see the worst following behind him. “Well– alright.” He follows along after her in silence now, and eventually lets out a hard breath some time later. “There’s somethin’ I didn’t tell you. That you should know.”
lips purse to a thin pressed line, as if the positive affirmation has made her uncomfortable; like putting your boots on the wrong feet. being spoken of favorably will always hold a bit of an uncanny effect over her head. always SURPRISED despite it being her job to HELP people. but in truth jessica doesn’t feel its deserved. still too much static. too much darkness still looming in dusty corners. too much DAMAGE she’s done & no way to undo it. always gets her mind racing & she can feel those old shadows creeping . . . . birch street . . . higgins drive . . . cobalt lane . . . mentally she’ll chant with a heaving breath, eyes glued forward as they walk. “ there always is. “ a pause with an inquisitive perk of dark brows, “ crazy girlfriend? estranged mom? twin brother? “
in an attempt to nudge my new blog jitters aside mutuals can like this for a starter of some length. interactions are likely to default to MCU unless you pop into my inbox/IM & request otherwise as i assume that’s the universe most people are familiar with. also !! open starters already posted & free for the taking can be found here && then meme tag can be found here &&& i’m always available for plotting & discussing things before hand ! xo.
five-word sentences.
“ please just let me forget. ”
“ c'mon try to guess what. ”
“ just leave me alone already. ”
“ no, i’m not going to. ”
“ you can’t change my mind. ”
“ my mind is made up. ”
“ i’m not gonna let you. ”
“ don’t do that to me. ”
“ think about what you’re doing. ”
“ why aren’t you listening now? ”
“ i want to sleep forever. ”
“ you need to leave now. ”
“ i’ll always have your back. ”
“ now there’s no going back. ”
“ the view really is spectacular. ”
“ i didn’t think you’d care. ”
“ why can’t you trust me? ”
“ don’t even bother with clothes. ”
“ i don’t love you anymore. ”
“ i am a great person. ”
“ you are a tolerable drunk. ”
“ exactly, why are you awake? ”
“ i’m gonna ignore you now. ”
“ how is that not hilarious? ”
“ please just calm down now. ”
“ i was already calm, asshole. ”
“ i can see your underwear. ”
“ i’m afraid you’ll replace me. ”
“ please stop losing your temper. ”
“ you can cry if needed. ”
“ you have to run away. ”
“ i just wanna be yours. ”
“ ashes, we all fall down. ”
“ i’m hoping you’ll understand me. ”
❛ guess you C A N teach an old dog new tricks. ❜ a snicker then. ❛ there might be hope for me after all. ❜ she listened intently, not being one to aid in back && forth banter with A N Y amount of relative ease but, with them now safely tucked into her office, logan felt as if they could speak more freely – jessica was good enough to keep her private space exactly that. the story of the girl, although tragic, did nothing to sway her … sifting through the pictures idly, logan would come across one that stilled her. a dense cold dripped down her bones, finger grazing a blades edge she knew well ;; it was now in pieces because of her … for her own sake. ❛ who else knows about this ? ❜
“ just me-- “ the men responsible for the trafficking ring were put away, sure, but there are hierarchies to unsavory business. “ & whoever else is pulling the IMPORTANT strings. “ headhanchos that no one sees unless they want to be seen; or if you know where to look. “ stupid new years resolution standing; i didn’t do any digging further than withholding this from police evidence . . . “ pause is thoughtful. issues with authority be damned; she didn’t do it just to stick a thorn in their incompetent side. though words won’t quite admit it actions speak loud & clear, she did it for logan; a friend. “ figured you’d you want to dig those CLAWS into it yourself. “
“They say good things about you,” he shrugs. Besides, first he needs help with tracking, right? Needs to find the woman who might be able to help him with his little wolf problem. He can’t do that by himself. It’s not his fault that she’s probably going to be surrounded by bodyguards or whatever the hell, but that’s why he’s tagging along. Jessica’s right, after all. She’s not a bodyguard, or a sidekick, or anything that would see him happily let her walk into danger alone. “Also, you had a catchier name than anybody else did.” That was a joke.
“ they? “ short; snappy. jessica is good at what she does but it doesn’t come without it’s personal drawbacks -- the history, the p a r a n o i a. things that normally people, clients, don’t see. but if this guy is going to be at her heels then . . . lingering suspicions tingle at the tips of her fingers before they enter confines of warm pockets instead. the urge to PUSH who they is stays barred behind pursed lips until they pull into a sharp line, trying not to smirk really, “ yeah, put that in writing to JESSICA DREW. “ that was mostly a joke before it’s straight cut back to business, “ contracts are BINDING; legal. i do half up front & half when it’s done. “ a pause to mull over his previous offer, “ your REVISION isn’t necessary -- i have a way of doing things & i stick to it. “ the routine helps; something STEADY among this ramshackle of an existence.
❛ you still bitin’ off more than you can chew ? ❜ it was an endearing quality. something about her gumption, that willingness to succeed && face the storm with a confident ( middle finger ), kept logan well-mannered around her – it was a sentiment not easily extended towards most. she followed her with hands in her jacket, one that seemed oddly similar to her own ;; their shared aesthetic pulled a smirk to her lips.
" not lately. “ things had been quiet, simple, NICE really. but trouble always did seem to make it’s inconveniencing rounds; & it seemed about that time. a smirk is tossed logan’s way though, genuine & subtle. she likes her. “ new years resolution is to get into less shit-- figured i’d try & start early~ “ melodic yet self deprecating. jessica’s none too keen at seeing what others did; in herself. into modest office she leads then to untidy desk scuffed boots carry her, “ missing persons case. girl got nabbed up by some roaming thugs that tried to boot her into trafficking. was pretty open & shut but i also came across this-- “ paper is slid across worn out surface. a log of what looked like a vast array of random artifacts. easy to overlook--but she’s guessing one thing on it is sure to nab logan’s attention. “ so much for my EARLY START right? “
taping mistletoe to my butt so you can all kiss my ass
“Is that– are you lettin’ me tag along?”
Hard to tell, but she hasn’t told him to FUCK OFF! so he figures he’s allowed to stick around. Good. He would anyway, even if she did tell him to leave. Even though he’s heard good things about her, Royce still thinks this is a pretty dangerous job and, well– he doesn’t want somebody to get hurt doing his work for him, you know? But if they work together, then it’s all good.
“I mean. Nice. Good, I’m glad. My– er, mates. They aren’t that nice.” He already told her that, of course.
“ you are acting like you gave me a choice short of CLOCKING you right in the dome. “ . . . she considered it. twice. but knocking out clients is bad for business; tends to make them not want to pay you. & coupled with the then high probability of police? nah, she doesn’t want to deal with that. ever. “ yeah, you’ve said that a few times now -- & as much as i’d just LOVE to take your money i gotta ask why you even came to ME. you already seem so sure there is going to be trouble, which is gonna run your ass EXTRA, by the way. but i’m not a BODYGUARD. i’m not a SIDEKICK -- i’m a P.I. “
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❛ when i said ta just call me whenever ya needed a hand … i didn’t actually mean that you could just … call me ? ❜ despite her apparent displeasure she had emerged, nearly dripping from the ink of the shadows, from her hiding spot in an alley below jessica’s office … of sorts. wolverine was a great many things but, when she owed a favour, she was sure to clean her slate.
“ wouldda sent a PIGEON but wouldn’t you know it? -- they’re also all on METH in this shit hole. “ odd how FONDLY that rolls off her tongue. a hand will raise in gesture for the other to follow; up to aforementioned sort of office. so, she’s no interior decorator. “ came across something during a case-- figured it might peak your interest enough to warrent a face to face. “