#∘ ◦ 🌙 — 𝐀: ask.

[wishmcker]

“It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m right here, okay? I’m not gonna leave you. I’m never gonna leave you.” from @kryptonianclone hurt / comfort starters || accepting!

If there's one thing about Artemis that people should know, it's that she holds on for a little too long and loves a little too hard. So for him to reappear as he had after she had began to mourn had had her angry. A fury that also encapsulated the sadness and grief for everything lost. And yet, here he is. Even months later, and she is still mad at him for it.

❝ You did leave, ❞ she cries, whacking her fist against his chest. She knows it doesn't hurt him, maybe a little, but she doesn't know how to portray her emotions any other way. She doesn't remove herself, watching her balled fist. She is tense as her friend tries so soothe her with calming words and it finally takes hold. She finally relents and her weight has her slumped. She is trying not to cry, fighting against the tears that would cascade onto his shoulder if she let them.

Everyone leaves. She left, once. Jade left. Jason, Tula. Wally...

She heaves in a deep breath and finally pulls away to look at Conner. ❝ It's not okay, ❞ she insists, the heels of her hands wiping at her eyes. ❝ None of us are allowed to do that again. ❞

She allows a long sigh to leave her and looks at the ceiling, as though it will help calm her. They hadn't discussed any of this really, not until she panicked upon seeing Conner in danger on a recent mission. Her stare doesn't do anything so instead, she leans against his solid body beside her.

❝ I can't lose any more family. ❞

[honey-andmilktea]

𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬.

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧

・゜゜・．🤎📜☕️ 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐬: 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐: 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞

✒️ 𝟑.𝟒𝐊 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 | 🤎 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐥!𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐱 𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫!𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐎𝐂!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐲!𝐎𝐓𝟕 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐎𝐂!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 | 🌙 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 [🧸], 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫 [🦉], 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 [🥢], 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐀𝐔 [🏛️]

👜 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬.

🕰️ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞!

🍁 𝐈 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐎𝐂𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲! 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐙!

✏️ 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭!

🐻 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝! 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭! ^^

🍷 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤? 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞! | 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚? 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫! [𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞!]

Jungkook and Chul spoke and joked around a bit more before they had to go their separate ways. They ended up exchanging numbers with Chul insisting it was necessary in case they needed some kind of help. What kind of help? Chul wasn’t sure. She just wanted an excuse to have the cute boy’s number. Walking to her brother’s house, a new skip in her step that wasn’t there before, she ran over what her Kook talked about. She learned that they were going to the same school along with him being a Freshman which meant he was younger than her. Another piece of information she had found out was that the man was new to the area and had asked her if whenever she was free, she could show him around. She smiled to herself when the image of the taller man came to mind, how happy and bright he looked when she agreed to do so. By the time she came back from her thoughts she realized she had made it to her brother’s house. She rang the bell and knocked on the door for good measure bouncing on her toes as she waited for the door to open and to be let in.

She zoned out again seeming not to be able to shake off the thoughts of the cute man she had met. She was pulled out of these thoughts when the door opens, and her brother stands in front of her eyebrow raised as he looked her over judgmentally. “Why did you take so long, huh?” He asked leaning on the doorframe. Chul let out a breath looking her brother over and realizing he was in slippers, shorts, and t-shirt.

“Are you not cold?” She asked incredulously while he narrowed his eyes at her.

“Don’t change the subject. Answer my question.” He said, no demanded. She rolled her eyes at him and whined a little shaking the bag of snacks at him.

“I got caught up! I was buying us some snacks and getting the little man a little gift.” She pouted, giving him puppy dog eyes. “Can I come in now Ha-Joon? It’s cold out here-.” He eyed her and the bag before sighing and nodding, stepping to the side and letting her in. She cheered with a laugh, giving her older brother a big hug as she entered. The bag was handed to him while she took off her shoes slipping on her own pair of slippers that she kept there. She bounced inside while Ha-Joon shook his head walking into the kitchen to put the snacks away.

She looked around with a hum smiling at the comfort the house always gave her. Living alone wasn’t a problem for Chul but sometimes she hated how quiet everything was. “Where’s my little man?” She called out and as if on cue she heard the pitter patter of small feet and tiny squeals. She laughed when her leg was attacked with a hug crouching down and quickly snatching her nephew and holding him in the air.

“I’m here!” He squealed out wiggling in her hands with giggles slipping from his tiny lips.

“Min-Joonie.~ My little baby.~” She cooed at him pressing little kisses to his face which just caused another group of giggles to escape him.

“What did you bring me Auntie?” He asked trying to put up his cutest face knowing that it helps get information from the older woman.

“Hmmm I might have brought you some snacks.~” She smiled big when the little boy squealed in delight knowing very well his Aunt knew everything he liked. “But you have to finish dinner first.” She said with raised brows. He pouted a little but nodded his head, shaggy black hair covering his eyes as he did so. He agreed this was a valid deal and promised to finish his dinner before touching any of the snacks his Auntie had brought him. Ha-Joon came back into the room with a small smile spreading on his face as he saw Chul and Min-Joon together. Being a single father was hard for Ha-Joon so having his son be so close to his Aunt made his heart warm. He knew Min-Joon would never be alone as long as Chul was around.  He took him from Chul’s arms, attacking him with kisses, smiling more when the same giggles from earlier came exploding out of him.

“Alright, dinner time you two.” He said, leading the way to the dining table, Chul following right behind with a smile. She sat down, putting her phone on the table as she dug in and started to serve herself food. Ha-Joon’s cooking was the best cooking. It was quiet for a while, them just enjoying their food and the company they had until her brother decided to break it.

“So, I don’t believe you on why you were late. Real answer please.~” He mused looking at her through his glasses, eyebrows raised while he took some noodles into his mouth. Now interested in this new information Min-Joon also looked towards her, his own small eyebrows raised. Quietly they both looked at her and she pursed her lips, her eyes narrowing at the two of them.

“You two are so similar its scary.” She muttered, opening her mouth to defend herself until her phone vibrated with a message.

‘Hey! It’s Jungkook.’

‘I’m sure you saved my number…but just in case you didn’t it’s me! ^^’

She read over the messages and blushed a little at the look her brother had given her. Min-Joon was confused as he tried to read over the notifications trying to understand what they meant. “Who’s Jungkook. Hmm?” Ha-Joon said with a questioning look, Min-Joon following his dad more so finding this amusing and fun not really understanding what was happening. His name being brought up made her blush even more, face going from a blushy pink to a bright red.

“He’s just…someone.” She muttered, putting some rice into her mouth so she didn’t over speak.

“Someone? Who? You only have like 3 friends, and I know all of them. Who is he?” Chul gasped offended at his words and scoffed.

“I have many friends.” She said sighing when her brother gave her a face knowing damn well, she was lying. She didn’t have the normal social media platforms, preferring to stay away from them. She didn’t see the need to post her life online and only really posted her pictures, using it more as a portfolio of sorts. Because of this she didn’t have many friends, but she was happy and okay with that fact. Groaning as she knew that she wasn’t going to be left off the hook that easy, deciding to come clean. “It’s a boy I met at the convenience store I went to. He was cute and I had to ask for his number.” She purses her lips, looking away from her brother’s eyes, who so happens to be boring into the side of her head. “He’s new around and wanted to get to know the area and I may have also offered to show him around some day.” She heard a small ‘oh my god’ come from her brother before he spoke.

“He’s a stranger. What if he’s a serial killer!”

“He’s too cute to be a serial killer!”

“No! That’s not how that works Chul!” She whined and swayed from side to side knowing her brother was right. She let the charms of a stranger get the best of her senses and she was most possibly going to pay for it by ending up on some crime show or in the video of a true crime fanatics YouTube channel. But before she could speak the youngest in the room spoke first.

“Objection!” He yelled his little fist hitting the table top before looking at the two with a stern face. Both of them paused, blinking, and looking at each other. They both laugh once a second passes Min-Joon looking at them before joining them.

“You need to stop letting him watch those judge shows.”

“They’re educational. He could end up being a lawyer.” Ha-Joon rolled his eyes but smiled, kissing the side of Min-Joon’s head, and ruffling his raven black hair.

“Just be careful, yeah? I don’t want to get a call that my sister is hurt. In anyway.” He hummed looking at her with sincere concern. Chul smiled back and nodded her head knowing that her brother was just worried about her well-being.

“I promise I’ll be careful.” She mused, going back to eating and making a mental note to text Jungkook back eventually.

Deciding it best she just stayed over instead of walking back home in the dark, Chul stayed in her brother’s guest room for the day. She took a quick shower and got into some clothes she had left the previous time she had stayed over. She lay down, happy and relaxed, deciding to read a book on her phone before going to sleep. She sent Jungkook a quick message back saying that she had saved his number and that she hopes they can hangout soon before the semester begins. She turns to her side, opening up and book she had started reading and never finished. She got sucked into the world of fantasy and dragons, the main couple gripping her attention that she almost missed the notification of someone texting her.

‘Hey do you want to meet up before your first class next week?’

Ah, yes. Classes start next week. Chul was aware of this information but had thought they would start a little bit later than next week. San had made it sound like a month honestly. But she smiled happily she caught the notification knowing right away who it was.

‘Hello to you too Hongjoongie! ^^ I would love to hangout with you next week before class.~’

‘…Are you okay?’

‘Yeah. Why?’

‘Nooo reason. But bets I’ll meet you before your class, I don’t have any that day either so if you want to do something after you’re done I’m open.’

Chul smiled as she kept texting her childhood friend, Kim Hongjoong. They spoke for a bit longer, deciding on where to meet up and what to do afterwards. Her eyes grew heavy slowly falling sleep hit her suddenly mid conversation. She said a quick goodnight before wrapping herself in blankets enjoying the warmth and yawning falling asleep almost instantly.

For the rest of the week, she had left of vacation there wasn’t much that happened with Chul. She didn’t run into Jungkook even though they did text regularly trying, and failing, to make plans whenever the other was free but it seemed impossible. Chul had this week realized that the house next to hers had been occupied. For how long? She has no clue. Now feeling like a bad neighbor had decided that soon she would go there and introduce herself with a nice plate of cookies. Very friendly, neighborly and movie like. The only eventful things she managed to do was hangout with San whenever him and his boyfriend, Jung Wooyoung, hung out. Hongjoong was busy with a Summer job at a vinyl store, one they would go to a lot as kids, which she visited to say hey and have a small conversation with the man before he got too busy. She recently had made a friend…more so acquaintance on a walk in the park. Her name was Kyung Mi and they hit it off right after Chul apologized to her repeatedly after bumping into her and spilling ink all over the sheets she was writing on. After that nothing really interesting happened.

The day had come though, the day of wrecking.

First day of classes.

Chul sighed walking down the scenic way to school, not being able to get much sleep as she was nervous about school. Her camera was hanging from her neck taking quick pictures of whatever caught her eye. She hid her face in her fuzzy, chunky white turtle neck standing in front of a tree that had looked pretty in the light. She stood looking through the pictures she had taken deciding which ones were good enough to place into her portfolio. She was bumped into by someone, causing her to look up. The person quickly apologized, running towards an area she remembered had a small park. She hummed, looking in its direction, noticing a small crowd had started to form. Interest instantly peaked and she walked up to the crowd. She tried her best to dodge people and not bump into anyone as she tried to get a look at what was happening. She let out a breath as she got to the front and groaned when someone bumped into her again. She huffed slowly deeming whatever was being surrounded was not worth it until she looked up.

Her eyes laid on a man. It wasn’t just any man though. He was beautiful almost as if the gods themselves created him to be the most perfect being. He looked like he should be on magazines or in movies. Her eyes couldn’t move from him, and she didn’t realize he was looking directly back at her. He looked at her almost the same way she looked at him. ‘She’s so beautiful.’ He thought to himself looking her over. Even in casual clothing that was meant to keep her warm over anything else she looked perfect to him. Everyone else noticed him staring at the woman, confused as to why he was paying attention to such a common and normal girl. While they both were lost in their own little worlds, Chul didn’t realize she instinctively took a picture of him with her camera. You couldn’t blame her though; it was her job to take pictures of what was pretty and beautiful.

The sound of the shudder pulled them both out of their thoughts. Just now realizing that the handsome man was staring at her back when he gave her a soft smile. She went completely red, frozen from realizing what she had done. He stepped forward wanting to say something, anything really. Anything to get the pretty woman to stay so he could keep looking at her.  But before he could she turned and ran away, screaming inwardly and berating herself for everything she had done. The man couldn’t even process his thoughts until he started to get swarmed again smiling and accepting gifts along with pictures with his fans. The image of the woman in the back of his head.

Chul whined to herself as she walked to the front gates of the school pouting as she waited for Hongjoong to appear and walk her to class. They had decided it would be best to talk instead of going anywhere just to enjoy each other’s company since it had been a while, they had been able to really enjoy some alone time. Hongjoong stopped in front of her, sitting on his motorbike and quirking an eyebrow at her when he took off his helmet. “What’s with the pout buttercup?” He asked, kicking out the stand of the bike making sure it was in a safe place before turning to look at her. She whined more, pout getting bigger as she crashed into his chest. Joong blinked in surprise patting the back of her head, stroking her hair softly.

“I’m so embarrassed.” She muttered into his hard chest. Her answer just caused more confusion to spread on Joong’s face.

“Alright…let’s walk to your building and you can tell me everything that happened. How does that sound?” He said gently, rubbing her back patiently. He was always gentle and Chul loved him for it. She nodded, pulling away and holding onto his arm as they walked into the campus, her rambling about everything that had happened just a mere minutes ago.

Chul huffed as she heard Hongjoong’s laughter fill her ears. He was laughing at her. How dare he! When she was having a crisis, he was laughing. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He said repeatedly trying to calm himself. “It’s just not something I would think would happen to you.” He motioned to the camera before continuing to speak. “Let me see the picture. He might be a popular Junior or something, I might know him.” She nodded, pouting a little at his other comment, handing over the camera. Joong looked at the picture intently, eyebrows scrunched. “He looks extremely familiar.” He muttered, handing the camera back.

“Well, if you happen to remember who he is, please let me know. So, I can apologize to him.” Joong snorted and shook his head ruffling her hair.

“It’s not that bad. Maybe he was looking at you because he thought you were pretty.” Chul shook her head quickly in disagreement.

“Nope! Impossible! Now if you excuse me,” She stood up dramatically turning away from him, Joong just laughing more. “I have to go to class.” She flipped her hair even more dramatically, Joong standing and waiting for a second knowing she was going to come back. And he was right she jogged back giving him a quick hug before jogging back to her building. “I’m still mad at you!” She called out Joong shaking his head another time, a fond smile on his face as he waved her off walking back to the front gates and to his motorcycle. Inside the building she pressed the call elevator button. She patiently waited for it to land, stepping into it, and pressing the 4th floor button. The doors started to close before they could fully close though a hand quickly stuck out causing the doors to reopen. The person stepped in and stood next to her. She wasn’t fully paying attention, unsure as to who it was, and the other person was too busy with their music to say anything. By some miracle though they made eye contact both perking up as they realized who it was.

“Jungkook!”

“Chul!” He laughed, giving her a small hug, and realized they were going to the same floor. They stepped out and smiled at each other. “I didn’t expect to see you here. What are you doing here?” A realization hit her as she smiled sheepishly. “I never asked what your major was.” Kook giggled under his breath his iconic bunny smile stretching on his face.

“It’s alright, I didn’t ask either. I’m a Computer Science major.” He said with a proud smile and his chest puffed out a little. ‘Cute.’ Chul thought giving a soft chuckle and smile.

“I’m an Animation major with a minor in Photography.” She said with her own proud smile while Jungkook looked at her with sparkly eyes.

“You take pictures and animate? I everything you do is amazing!” Chul giggled a small pink blush dusted on her cheeks. She waved her hand dismissively at him.

“It’s not that amazing.”

“Nonsense! You lie and I won’t listen to it.” He covered his ears playfully and shook his head. Chul laughed more covering her lips with the back of her hand. While she was busy laughing Jungkook smiled down at her, a little fond with a small blush dusted on the tips of his ears. Her laugh sounded like such pleasant music and her smile was to die for. He never wanted to stop hearing or seeing either one.

“Since you’re a Computer Science major why are you in the art building?” Chul asked, pulling Kook out of his little fantasies, his blush growing darker.

“Oh, I’m here for a painting requirement. Which starts in like 5 minutes!” He said a little frantic, starting to speed walk towards the direction of the class. Chul bit her bottom lip to hold back a laugh especially when Kook turned and walked backwards waving at her frantically. “Bye! Let’s meet after our classes end! I’ll text you when I’m done.” He called out, she waved back nodding her head along to what he was saying. She turned to walk to her drawing class, texting Hongjoong a short message saying she might be a little late to meet him since she will be catching up with a new friend. The only response she got was a little shock emoji which caused Chul to roll her eyes before stepping into her class.

She smiled as she sat down, finding she couldn’t hold it back even if she tried.

She was actually looking forward to this.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 🍂✏️ @honey-andmilktea - 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.

: ̗̀➛ 🤎🪵🪶 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧: 𝟏𝟏.𝟎𝟖.𝟐𝟑

: ̗̀➛ 🤎🪵🪶 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧: 𝟎𝟕.𝟑𝟏.𝟐𝟐

: ̗̀➛ 🤎🪵🪶 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞: @armysantiny, @faywithlove, @moonprismo, @iridescentxstars, @felicityroth

[luvghostie]

Hi :D I was wondering if you can do headcanons of Sun and moon with the reader who has panic attacks often please? It just seems so fluffy and cute!

ʜɪ, ᴅᴏʟʟ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ!! ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ғʟᴜғғʏ sᴛᴜғғ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs🫶

╰┈➤ 𝐒𝐔𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒 || 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅

ɢɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴛᴡ: ɴᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴏғ

˗ˏˋ꒰ ☀️ ꒱ 𝐒𝐔𝐍

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

Sun is the first to notice whenever something is off. Nail picking, bouncing your legs, biting your lips. If you pay close enough attention it's easy to spot. Perhaps he spotted it because the male deals with it himself. Therefore, he knew what it was like on a personal level.

Automatically gives you cuddles/hugs. (As long as you're okay with it) he talks to you and listens to what's making you feel anxious. If it's someone in the daycare he'll have Moon kick them out. Don't worry, there will be a ban on them ever coming back. Even if they're a child, Moon doesn't care, hence, Sun doesn't either.

Sun will give you coloring sheets and playdoh to help you calm down. If you want he'll even go inside the playground or ball pit with you. Just watch out, kids have definitely peed in there.

If you wish to be left alone or require something like food, stuffed animals, and a comfort movie he's got that covered too!! There are rooms in the daycare made just for you. Both Sun and Moon made sure it felt nice and cozy for your staying.

-‘๑’-

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🌙 ꒱ 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

Moon is the more protective and verbal of the two. Whenever he sees you upset it hurts him deeply. However, he knows something or someone had to stir up your anxiety. No matter if it's big or small he sees each reason as valid. Your emotions are something important to them both, they always will be.

Said before, Moon won't hesitate to kick someone out. If there older he'll even throw a couple of remarks in before slamming the door in their face. He has no remorse when it comes to people who made you like this. You're a precious soul and he will forever guard you.

If you sleep to help relieve stress Moon’s the best person to go to. He's made a special sleeping space for you. Over time Moons found out your favorite fabrics on pillows and blankets. He constantly double-checks before handing you the items.

Don't be afraid to ask him to read you a book. It might take him a minute to find one but he wants to more than anything. It's comforting for both of you when he reads. As you drift off to sleep he feels accomplished for helping your bad day.

[mo2k]

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧!! ♡

𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 : Haikyuu!!

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : All x fem reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : Slight cursed words, very little crack, and, just some overbearing fluff

𝐀/𝐧 : The tittle literally said it all but happy halloween everybody!! <3 purposely posting this at night ‘cause if not then it won’t be s p o o k y ✧ (although it’s got nothing that is spooky at all istg 💀 —)

— You dressed up as (your choice of costumes) and come over to your s/o house to see their reaction

☽ Would pet your head while smiling, saying sweet things like “I love you” or “You’re so cute” 🥺💗

; Ushijima, Hirugami, Sugawara, Daichi, Asahi, Iwaizumi, Akaashi, Semi, Kita, Suna, Aran

☽ Would give you as many sweets as you want, most likely will bribe you with food or something to make you wear costumes more often 😬

; Atsumu, Oikawa, Osamu (silently), Bokuto, Goshiki, Tendou, Kuroo, Suna

☽ Would have so much fun dressing costumes with you! It’ll probably be a very fun night! You guys might be engage in activities like watching movies, go out for a trick or treat, or maybe even throw a halloween party!

; Sugawara, Hinata, Lev, Oikawa, Bokuto, Tendou, Atsumu

— When watching thriller / horror movies | tv shows with you

☽ Bring the snacks, drinks, blankets, pillows, himself (obviously 😂) for cuddles!!

; Sugawara, Nishinoya, Hinata, Kuroo, Bokuto, Yaku, Kenma, Oikawa, Tendou, Tsukishima, Sakusa, Atsumu, Osamu, Kita, Suna, Hirugami, Ushijima

☽ Will jump during jumpscare / scary scenes (They might scream or fling away things e.g. popcorn or the pillows too… or even throw themselves in your arms oml XD)

; Sugawara, Asahi, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Hinata, Kageyama, Yamaguchi, Yaku, Kuroo, Lev, Oikawa, Bokuto, Tendou, Goshiki, Shirabu, Semi, Sakusa, Atsumu, Osamu

☽ Won’t jump, and they actually are the one who hold / comfort you in case you’re scared or jumped 🤡

; Daichi, Tsukkishima (although he act like he didn’t care — gotta smacked this boi a bit jsdfghjkl —), Kenma, Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, Ushijima, Semi (he both flinched & comfort you at the same time wtf —), Akaashi, Kita, Suna

☽ Would prefer watching family halloween movies | tv shows more

; Yamaguchi, Sugawara, Kenma, Akaashi, Ushijima, Atsumu, Kita

— Other hcs

☽ “Ahem instead of trick or treat, may I have your kiss instead?”

; Kuroo, Sugawara, Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, Semi, Suna, Tendou, Atsumu, Aran

☽ Would jumpscare you just to see your reaction, and will definitely tease you afterwards, whether you flinched or not…

; Sugawara, Kuroo, Yaku, Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Bokuto, Tendou, Semi, Atsumu

☽ Would not shut up about how cute / how beautiful you look in your costumes, they’ll literally everybody that’s nearby or simply just walk past and will continue to praise and praise you to a degree that you’re embarrassed af

; Nishinoya, Tanaka, Hinata, Kuroo, Lev, Yamamoto, Yaku, Bokuto, Goshiki, Atsumu

☽ This group would love to compliment you as well! But it’s a lot more softer, they’ll shyly tugged you by your sleeve / the edge of your shirt, mumbling praises. Or they might timidly hold your pinkie, or hand if they were feeling bold

; Yamaguchi, Asahi, Kenma

☽ Isn’t really interested, but will come and have fun with you if you ask them

; Sakusa, Kita, Kageyama, Ushijima, Shirabu, Kunimi, Tsukishima, Osamu

☽ “What is halloween really? I’ve never known about that festival.” LIAR!!

; Tsukishima (the king of sarcasm and saltiness, oml —), Osamu, Shirabu, Sakusa

☽ Really have fun baking or cooking / trying some new halloween recipe!!

; Osamu, Sugawara, Asahi, Yamaguchi, Kita, Akaashi, Oikawa, Atsumu

☽ Lastly, “Happy halloween y/n! I love you!!”

; ME!! Shut up you bitches, y/n is mine!! 😝💖, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Sugawara, Kuroo, Kageyama, Hinata, Ushijima, Yamamoto, Bokuto, Atsumu

𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝! ♥︎

- 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐁𝐚𝐦𝐁𝐚𝐦 🦢🌙

[bunn1loid]

🍂 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓶𝓮◝

        intro + rules + masterlist

hello!

you can call me bun, my pronouns are they/him.

if anyone wants to co-op: i’m on the eu server. i only give my uid in private messages, sorry!

i write for characters from genshin impact. sometimes i write comfort stuff for myself, or just share my brainrot. feel free to leave a request in my asks, or just say whatever you want there! dms are open as well. also, emoji anons are allowed! here are the ones already claimed:

➝ 🏂

anyway, here are my rules, please read them before requesting, since there are a few things i don’t write about. the rules may change with time!

⚠️ 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸 ⚠️

🍄   𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦:

➛ any character(s)/reader

➛ hurt/comfort, fluff

➛ comfort requests

   i will put trigger warnings if needed.

➛ platonic relationships

➛ romantic relationships

➛ male or non-binary reader.

🍄   𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦:

➛ angst, gore.

    my knowledge about gore is really basic and i might lack the vocabulary to describe it or info about what to treat it. i’ll try my best, but i can’t guarantee anything.

➛ mental/physical illnesses, like schizophrenia, did,...

    it’s like the one above, i’m afraid i might depict it in a wrong/false way.

➛ romantic stuff:

    i’m not against romantic relationships: but things like pregnancy, weddings and honey moons most likely won’t appear on this blog. also, i’m sorry but i don’t think i can write anything romantic about venti, zhongli or ei.

🍄  𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦:

➛ anything racist, against the LGBTQ+ community, or against a religion.

➛ romantic relationships with minors/pedophilia.

➛ smut/anything suggestive.

➛ yandere, or a toxic relationship between the character(s) and the reader.

➛ if the request glorifies topics such as suicide, self-harm, toxic relationships or mental illnesses, it’s a no.

➛ female reader. sorry.

➛ scaramouche, dottore or signora. honestly, any character that is unplayable.

♡  please be patient. my mental health isn’t the best, so it might take weeks for me to finish a request. i apologise in advance if it’s the case.

if i do not know which pronouns you want me to use, i’ll go with they/them.

lastly, if a request makes me uncomfortable, it will be deleted. i apologise in advance for this. 🌙

         ⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺❜ 𝐌 𝐀 𝐒 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 𝐋 𝐈 𝐒 𝐓 ❛⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙

⚠️= sensitive topics, can be triggering.

🍁 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐮𝐜:

❧ playful soulmate who likes teasing him

❧ he comes home to you!

❧ when you can’t express your feelings

❧ comforting you when you’re overwhelmed ⚠️

❧ ftm!reader with dysphoria ⚠️

❧ comforting a depressed reader ⚠️

❧ short comfort fic ⚠️

🍁 𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐲𝐚:

❧ when you can’t express your feelings

❧ a rainy afternoon with him

❧ comforting you when you’re overwhelmed ⚠️

❧ how he sleeps

❧ short comfort fic ⚠️

❧ seeing himself in you, wanting to help ⚠️

🍁 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞:

❧ playful soulmate who likes teasing him

❧ comforting you when you’re overwhelmed ⚠️

❧ how he sleeps 

 🍁 𝐳𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢:

❧ when you can’t sleep

❧ short comfort fic ⚠️

🍁  𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐨:

❧ a rainy afternoon with him

🍁  𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐲𝐮𝐧:

❧ when you can’t express your feelings

 🍁 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢:

❧ how he comforts you

❧ how he sleeps

❧ comforting a depressed reader ⚠️

 🍁 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚:

❧ ftm!reader with dysphoria ⚠️

❧ short comfort fic ⚠️

🍁 𝐱𝐢𝐚𝐨:

 ❧ comforting a depressed reader ⚠️

🍁 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐚:

❧ short comfort fic ⚠️

[wishmcker]

❰❰ HEAD KISS ❱❱ sender kisses receiver on the forehead from @webheadedhero an extremely self-indulgent meme || accepting!

Artemis misses the rush of night air against her skin so badly. She understands it as much as she knows her own name, the blanket of night accompanying her training during her youth which in turn led to rebellious evenings as an adolescent. This only continued as an adult, but with how demanding her courses had been so far, she found herself spending more time inside than out.

She has always hated being cooped up inside, trapped, despite how much she is allowed to roam and procrastinate. This paper is not going to finish itself, and she huffs as she moves her steely eyes back onto the screen of her laptop. She had moved to the kitchen island, situating herself upon one of the stools and sprawling her notes, textbooks while no one else was using it. Her room had seemed so small and cramped despite its size, maybe due to quite literally being a space carved from the bedrock with no life otherwise, but this change in scenery hadn't proved to be going much better.

Her eyes are glazing over from how long she had been staring at the same sentence. She knows the translations are exact, or at least as closely as she can manage, her dictionary still open. The notebook beside it with corresponding annotations, sticky tabs and highlighted points isn't doing much to assist her. She scrawls something across the bottom and has to cross it out and repeat the phrase thrice. She doesn't know how much longer she can keep this up.

Artemis does not even notice the whir of the Zeta Tube as it rumbles to life and announces the arrival of her teammate. She has dropped the pen by the time he has found her, forehead nestled into the arch of her palm as she glares at the screen of her computer once more. She doesn't notice him until he is close to her either and this has the blonde tense until his familiar presence becomes known to her dulled senses.

❝ You're back, ❞ she mumbles, leaning into him as he lingers his lips against the crown of her forehead. It is an oddly comforting gesture, and her frustration and irritation seems to dissipate and wash away along with it. He is warm and she sighs, the corners of her cheeks tugging upwards in a small smile. ❝ How did tonight go? ❞

[wishmcker]

pin / sender pins receiver during a fight/training from @speedconduit an extremely self-indulgent meme || accepting!

It is a flurry of movements and blurred vision from the constant motion. The continual deep breaths through her nose and the sharp contracting of her torso as she forces herself to maintain a balanced frame while making decisions as quickly as one might. She grits her teeth and tries to perform a fake-out, crossing a fist towards Wally's face and then bending one leg to spin a kick in hopes to trip him up.

Of course he dodges, and he does so easily, but it doesn't make her any less inclined to try. To not continue would mean to give in, and Artemis has never been one to back down from a fight. And so she pushes herself up easily and continues with gritted teeth, hair following in a trail of yellow as she attempts to gain the upper hand from the redhead.

Her mind races as she pushes out an open palm and swivels to place an ankle as a steady source, but apparently that is mistake enough. and he counters by blocking. She tries not to allow the irritation show but it bubbles, and it's enough of a distraction for her to lose focus.

She somehow lands upon her back, staring up at him. Her throat rests at his forearm and the other hand is pinned beneath a knee and she gasps, unsure if it's from her mind catching up to her current position and pain that swelters against her back or that the speedster had bested her.

Artemis blinks once, twice, and she pushes against him but he has her down in a way that means she can't do much more than squirm. She tries to pull her arm back to her side and her expression hardens.

❝ Is this your way of getting me to behave? ❞ she asks, quirking a brow upwards at him. She tries to shift her leg in an attempt to have one free limb. ❝ You look way too proud with yourself. Get off, Speedy. ❞ Deliberately the wrong name, she chides.

[wishmcker]

❛ i’ll get over it. i just need to be dramatic first. ❜ from @fksleep various things spoken in an adventuring party part 2 || accepting!

Artemis' clear shock is evident behind her mask, though her surprise is hidden behind an expression of harshness quickly enough. It is not often they have what appear to be boom tubes appear in Gotham City, and she only knows a few people allied with her who would create them. But none so openly.

She had been avoiding a particular looking thug in hopes of slipping away quietly, but there would be no chance of that now with such a loud bang and a tunnel of light emitting a stranger behind her. She had blinked at the words, but refocused herself and slowly draws her sword from behind her back. Her ears prick and she can hear the heavy steps of the thug against stone.

She leaps out and her hand whips outwards and she clanks the person on the side of their head with the dull side of her blade, watching as they crumble to a heap. Her gaze immediately switches back to the unknown stranger who had appeared, eyes glinting.

❝ Boom tube not your normal way of travel? ❞ she asks, an edge to her voice. She steps forward, back into the darkness of the alley so she's not seen in the openness of the street. She has not re-sheathed her sword, for if there was ever one thing Crusher Crock ever taught his daughters, it was to never leave themselves defenceless, especially to the unknown.

[wishmcker]

❛ i found this cool rock that made me think of you. ❜ from @balletbat platonic sentence starters || no longer accepting.

Artemis crouches down to be at the same height as the child and grins, watching as Jamie turns over the rock in her hand to show her. She had long stopped being interested in such things, only occasionally stopping to notice the finer things in life recently, but Jamie still had all of that dreamlike wonder, and who Artemis to take it away?

❝ I hope this means you think I'm cool, ❞ she laughs, glancing down at the rock. It's smooth and a cool on one side, looking without despite being completely dry, whereas the other side's surface is all jagged and pointy, open ended to see the different layers that had formed the stone over the centuries. Materials that she doesn't recognise, but look like crystal, clay and granite to her.

❝ That is cool, ❞ Artemis agrees with a blink, before grinning up at the child she considers to be a niece. ❝ When did you even find that? I've barely taken my eyes off you. ❞

She is scarily like her parents...

[wishmcker]

💋 a kiss on the lips from @webheadedhero send 💋 and a spot to kiss my muse! || accepting

Artemis dips her hand under the faucet one more time to make sure that the water is warm, but not hot enough to burn skin if they were to spend a long time. She nods, having already set her mask to the side and ducks her head out of the bathroom to call for the other person in the home.

❝ Pete? ❞ she sounds. She's wiping her hands on a towel but at not hearing any footsteps in response to his name, Artemis instead rounds the corner towards the bedroom. ❝ Have you fallen asleep? The bath is going to get cold. ❞

She finds him in there, probably just as tired as she, and moves to reach for him and smooth his hair back from his face. The blonde leans over at him and moves to press her lips gently against his in an attempt to coax him to rise. ❝ C'mon, ❞ she mumbles into his mouth and sighs. Artemis pulls away and offers her hand. ❝ I'll wash your back for you. You can relax when we're in there. ❞

[wishmcker]

❛ we’ve been through a lot. i think we should just lay low and take it easy. ❜ from @kryptonianclone / conner 200 random dialogue prompt || no longer accepting.

Artemis is unable to keep her eyes off her friend. How he can still be so supportive of everyone after the ordeal he had just escaped from is almost beyond her. How his internal wounds aren't as deep as the one his face had held prior to getting him home, but the emotional ones either aren't as deep or he's become better at hiding them.

Which isn't unheard of for Conner, but the half-Kryptonian had always been honest about his feelings when it came to his close friends.

She sighs and after a pause, nods her head. ❝ I agree, ❞ she says, opening up her palms as she stares down at them. Each callous, the scars from accidentally pricking her fingers on something sharp, the fine lines. Some ended earlier than others, some seemed to be go on forever. ❝ We've been through so much. Especially you recently. ❞ She looks back up at him, pointedly.

❝ But is it that simple? Would it help? ❞

[wishmcker]

❛ i hope you haven’t been standing out in the cold this whole time. ❜ from @kryptonianclone / conner 200 random dialogue prompts || accepting!

And yet she has.

She ignores him at first, continuing to hone her mind. Her body needs this, the balance, the calm, the peace. While it has been years, everything about the life has caused damage to their minds. And the only ones who can fully empathise what it is like for her are her generation, as she can them.

She knows Conner understands, but this is her way of coping, curtesy of Canary.

It is freezing outside and she is nothing but a sports bra and sweatpants. The cold pricks at her skin, forcing her to focus as she forces her fists forward or twists into positions that shouldn't be possible to take her mind off everything. Though, she can't help but stare off into the distance at what used to be Mt. Justice, their safe haven, in between her 'training'.

"You need something that takes you away from all of this," Dinah had said. Even though Artemis had forgone therapy, she still sought out Dinah personally. As an older sister figure, the one married to her mentor and the one she thought of as a father, Dinah is safe, she's family.

The blonde finally opens her eyes and her back muscles flex. She twists herself back upright and looks over at him.

❝ It helps, Though I guess I'm not the only one who needs to be here ❞ she answers, shrugging and looking over at him. ❝ Why are you here? I thought you were still in Smallville with Ma and Pa Kent. ❞

[wishmcker]

❛ i thought you… i saw you get shot. ❜ from @cosmoteer / static 200 random dialogue prompts || accepting!

Tigress ignores the urge to glance down at the front of her uniform. She's sure that it is stained now a deep red, splattering across her chest as though the wound had been a sudden and deep bolt at her body. She instead remains with her eyes forward, staring at him through the holes of her mask.

She had purposefully acted out the injury, dropping to the floor as though in pain. She had artfully tossed a tablet into her mouth without anyone knowing to simulate her coughing up blood as though the bullet had hit a major artery and she would be incapacitated. And yet here she stands, her sword drawn from the scabbard on her back and looking as healthy as ever.

❝ We can talk about how it happened later, ❞ she promises, eyes flashing and tearing her eyes away from him. She knows how traumatic such a display can be, having seen it performed in front of her and having to actually do further extremes for the sake of the mission. She nods in his direction, encouragement and understanding in the action. ❝ We can talk about how it happened later, ❞

[wishmcker]

❛ do you think i’m a good person? ❜ from @webheadedhero various question sentence starters || accepting!

The question catches her off-guard. Not much really shocks Artemis out of her stoic stare anymore, but Peter Parker had this way of surprising her in all ways. He kept her on her toes and the patterns of her heart were unmatched to anything she had felt before. But this is different, and she doesn't like it.

❝ Did you get thrown back into Superboy too hard yesterday? Did it rattle your dumb super-brain? ❞ Artemis asks, her tone sarcastic. But her eyes don't hold the same mirth as her words. In fact, the onyx dwells in concern as she stares. She is seated on the sofa in the lounge, and it's only the two of them inside the Cave.

The blonde turns so that her body is facing him.

❝ Yes, ❞ she answers honestly, her head dropping to rest on her hands. They are folded over the back of the sofa. Her gaze is intense. ❝ I think you're a good person. Trust me, I know shitty people. ❞

❝ You're one of the best people I know. ❞

[wishmcker]

❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜ from @webheadedhero various question sentence starters || accepting!

She glances to her right at Peter. She seats herself against the edge of the balcony of the fire escape that is attached to his apartment window. It reminds her of Gotham, at least slightly during the day. A reminder of how much things have changed since Batman and Green Arrow had found out she had been fighting crime as a vigilante, how long it had been since she had first met Spider-Man amongst the rooftops of New York City, complete strangers.

❝ 'M just thinking, ❞ Artemis replies, leaning her golden head of hair against one of the bars. She smiles, surprisngly sweet considering her usual harsher exterior, but she feels comfortable around Peter. She trusts him fully. Her shorts are barely visible beneath one of his t-shirts she had slipped over herself.

They trusted each other.

❝ What about you? I didn't think you were awake. ❞

[wishmcker]

‘ maybe you should let me go. ’ from @imsobrooklyn misc. lyric sentence starters || accepting!

Artemis knows what it is like to be a young vigilante. She has technically only graduated to being someone who has joined the inner circle of the Justice League as a senior member of her team. So, looking at a teenager who seems so ready to jump into action, to not want any backup... Is this what they had been like only a few years before?

❝ Are you sure? ❞ she asks. She watches him through her mask. He seems to be capable, at least judging by his form. She doesn't know how he's been trained in combat, only that he has in some way. Does he have a Meta-Gene/X-Gene, maybe? Or could he be without powers like herself?

❝ Some people I know are scoping the area around us and will keep me alerted if anything happens, ❞ she continues. ❝ What's your name? ❞