"It was amicable." A mostly true statement. She had asked for the seperation. She had known for a long time that she'd been using Luke as a crutch for her own bad mental health and trauma. That was unfair to him. It didn't make it hurt any less. "I see him on weekends, when I pick up Dani."

That almost illicits a chuckle from her. Unfortunately, she can see his point. "Yeah, well. If you figure out an answer for how to actually talk to people again after being in a long-term relationship, let me know. I'm not much better."

She didn't really know how to respond. She knew he was reaching out to her in a really genuine way. She also knew him well enough to guess that he could discern through her inflections or her dismissiveness, he had that kind of sonar for people, it was why he was so good at both his jobs. -

"Were you?" She mused, trying to add a playful tone to her voice. She pushed all those hurt feelings deep down. She respected Peter too much to let that hurt affect the friendship. But it still hurt. "I'm having trouble seeing evidence of that."

She wants to die.

Her reaction to him phrasing it like that was akin to a hammer blow atrop the temple. She wanted to walk into the ocean. "It was a long time ago, Parker." She replied, pushing an edge into her voice, one that wasn't natural, and more protective. "Best to just let it die there."

|| Hey, if I owe you a reply, please let me know! It's come to my attention that I may not be getting all my reply notifications for some reason, and I don't want to leave anyone hanging!

"And 'Spider-Man' was better?" She huffed, eyebrow raising. "If you think it is, I think it's only because the mythos surrounding it. At least I knew my names were shit." After a pause, she looked away, moving a strand of hair out of her face. "Do you... not remember me?" She asked. -

|| Hey, if I owe you a reply, please let me know! It's come to my attention that I may not be getting all my reply notifications for some reason, and I don't want to leave anyone hanging!

She snorted, a sound that likely came off as rude, but was more dismissive of his need to feel guilt. "I didn't have friends back then, Pete. After the accident, I actively tried to make sure I didn't have friends, because of all the rumors. Wasn't your fault I actively fended off people." -

"Damn. I'm not sure if that's a perk or a con." She mused. If he was going to be infested by an alien, might as well get all the weird shit that came with it. For the experience. An eyebrow quirked. "You've seen Flash?" She asked, surprised. "I'm sorry for your loss." Ah. When she was -

"Chill, Parker. You're the only Midtown alumn I give a shit about, so you're not getting any judgement from me. Besides. I'd be a hypocrite to even make a comment, based off my own history." Now, it was her turn to pause. "Still weird, though." She muttered. "Tentacles and shit."

Wasn't innacurate, though.

A time before the powers. The accident. The... everything.

“𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 -- 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 '𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥' 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦-𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘺, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?” ——————————————— ~Independent portrayal of Jean Grey ~21+ ~Lewd/Non-Lewd ~Adult themes ~Minors will be blocked ~Friendly Writer ~DMs open ~No art is mine and will remove if asked ———————————————

"Have I gotten into a fight with Frank Castle? I don't remember ever getting into a fight with Frank..." She might've, though. Her memories are fried just enough that it might be lost in years of alcohol abuse and... the other abuse.

...is this a powers joke?

Still get a strange little tinge of pain in my head when I think of that Akira movie. Heart feels a little sick, too. Never been quite sure why...

|| i would kill for a carol tbh

She found a stakeout spot. High enough to not be noticed. Comfortable for a fire escape, too. Don't ask about the big gulp cup. She was in a hurry.

She didn't reply immediately, her head turning to the side in thought. It was a... nice gesture. And during the week, she had precious little going on now that... well, now, anyway. She detested saying it aloud, but seeing Matt would be nice. "Yeah." She said, tone even. "Maybe."

Stakeout, night two. She's not going to break into a car this time. She has given up the safety of air conditioning for reasons that border on moral. Mostly it's just because she almost got caught last night.

So she's heard. She's only met Foggy under bad circumstances. Usually when Matt's angry with her for something or other that she brought on herself.

Got to love a bandwagon.

She hates all lawyers, save two. Maybe three. She doesn't know Foggy very well.

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"What? 's fine. I slept." She most certainly did not.

"Shit. I think this guy is coming to his car that I broke into."

Summer night on a recon job means, a few things. First, mix drinks ahead of time. Lemonade with a tiny bit of bourbon, just enough to taste it and get the kick. Next, find a hair pin. She doesn't really use them often, pretty much only for recon jobs. Third, binoculars, essential, of course.

The unfortunate truth of her life is that few will ever truly, TRULY know. And she's never meant anyone that actually understands.

She's gotten a little too used to pulling night shifts on jobs lately. Makes being awake during the day an absolute nightmare.

"Life is an illusion. Truth is a lie. I'll never be free. I'll never know what's real." - Experienced Jessica Jones - Bi interpretation - Mostlt 616 based, with small divergences