oh yeah. definitely.

me and @binaryblasts.bsky.social 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

before deciding to respond, she wraps her arms around him tight in return. head close to his shoulder and eyes fluttered shut.

sweet moment passing, she pulls away and steps back. her arms cross over her chest, and she looks up at him with a sigh.

“scaring me a bit there, scott. hit me with it.”

“beautiful, isn’t it?”

“i am, i am … if i knew it was you, i would’ve made a flashier entrance.”

laughing, grinning right back at him. in this line of work, a comforting face got rarer and rarer. so a surprise visit from scott wasn’t unwelcomed.

“are you?”

carol hated to keep anyone waiting. as soon as she got the notice someone was here for her, she hurried up the rest of her workout, heading down to the lobby in costume with jacket slung over her shoulder.

“scott! i wasn’t expecting you at my doorstep. what’s up?”

—💥: my poster’s hereeeee 🥰🥰

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀
⠀
⠀ ⠀ ❝ YOU’RE ALL JUST COMIC
BOOK CHARACTERS IN MY
⠀ WORLD. ❞

⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀
⠀
⠀ ⠀ ❝ THAT THE SPIDER-MAN’S
HAVING ME FOR DINNER
⠀ TONIGHT. ❞

⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

—💥: replies probably tomorrow, i hope. had a rough day at work and im on a six day work stretch as well rn and its just wearing me down 😔

plucking a cup out of the holder, one arm crossed over her chest as she takes a drink.

“well, we ( are ) currently already assembled … but that doesn’t mean we aren’t open to new members. ororo just joined us a few months ago. what makes you interested?”

taking the cup, lifting it slightly in a ‘cheers’ motion before taking a sip.

“guess we all have to put our fantastical powers to not - so - fantastical uses every once in awhile, don’t we? i appreciate it.”

well, consider her the luckiest gal in new york, then.

she’s very grateful.

arms crossed, she can’t help but fight an amused smile at the sight.

“what, are you a coffee boy now?”

just for carol?

awake, and in desperate need of coffee.

the solution. not that star would listen to her reasoning. she was well aware of that.

… but at least it would be away from civilians. and carol wouldn’t mind not holding back. ]

… fine. take it away, then.

not exactly what my wish was, was it? in case your ears a bit clogged, i said far away from 𝙢𝙚, not me and you far away from 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚.

[ a small huff——ripley was hurting. always hurting. carol knew that feeling well and true. but this constant rage, this constant fighting between them was not

—💥: i havent gotten to show this off yet——my friend made this flannel for me for my birthday!!!

really, you do. if i could, i’d make it that you were far, far away from me right now.

right —— that stupid stone. how you managed to be the ‘lucky’ receiver, i’ll never understand.

egotistical? me? have you met tony stark? or, i don’t know, yourself?

[ hands move to her sides, fingers curling into ready fists. just precautionary. ]

you make me wish i could control, reality.

somehow, i’m having a hard time believing that. powers that you got from me, right? the sole reason you have them.

[ arms crossing —— eyes still set in a glare. she doesn’t have the patience to entertain this much longer. ]

how could i ever forget?

what is it you want this time, ripley?

mhm. yep. really what they’re saying. you can read me so well.

just so, 𝙨𝙤 much.

oh brother.

here we go again.