#house of M redone au

[kurtty-drabbles]

House of M -Redone part 11

N/A: This is reaching the end, thank god.

@dannybagpipesarecalling @tieflingteeth @muninandhugin

Lady Mastermind´s headquarters is subtle at finest all thanks to her sister's choices, Lady Mastermind is awry in regards to Megan´s safety-not completely, mind you, as she has eyes and ears in Genosha.

First things first, is what on her mind, Lady Mastermind needs to defeat Scarlet Witch in one field where the woman is not at the top.

Blink bites her lips, pink as her skin, and voices one concern that plagues her mind, "but what if they find our location? They have telepaths and Pixie was never trained to endure this...process?"

Lady Mastermind is adjusting her corset, truly, if you want to be evil and sexy...you need to know how to dress as a woman and not as a man drawing hentai.

"Oh, I know they will do that...hence why I put our location in her mind," Lady Mastermind confessed too easily.

Blink is not seeing how her leader can be so nonchalant about this. "What? The Red Guard does not take prisoners...and they will still parade themselves as being humane!" Blink shouts and no one needs to be a telepath to know what she is thinking.

The Red Guard wants to protect Genosha at all costs.

They may want to go to the humane route-whatever for their own morality or for the press- but the point remains, The Red Guard has killed before and will do again if the occasion rises.

Lady Mastermind is too calm, as the corset is molding her body in an appropriate way, mind you, Lady Mastermind has no interest in parade herself in nothing but a corset.

Her look will be a sexy Victorian outfit aka, she will cover more skin.

"Oh, I meant...they will have an address...I never said it was the right one!" Lady Mastermind explains and Blink is pondering this line, the implications...

"And there´s no way of them...finding us?"

"None!"

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Kurt and Kitty are approaching the building, too fancy to be unnoticed and at the same time, too fancy to be suspicious. Kurt and Rogue are shaking their head in disapproval...the place was too obvious now.

Kitty won´t comment on tastes...after all, when she was 13 years old she thought ribbons would be fashionable, well, many mean girls prove otherwise.

The team is composed of Rogue, Kitty- an honorable guest and nothing more if she is immune to illusions...that´s no big deal- and Kurt. You don´t need to be a telepath to know ...Rogue is not too comfortable in having Kitty here.

"Sugah, we´re going to do...bad things here," Rogue commence not unkindly yet, "you´re here for a technicality," her eyes wander to her brother who is just staring back, "but we´ll kill those who are a threat to Genosha and the Queen...do you understand?"

Do you understand what you´ll see?

Kitty wants to lie and say yes and how that won´t be a problem for her.

Kitty is a terrible liar.

"I know...and yes, I´m immune to illusions so you two need me, I get what I´ll see is not....great, but, let´s forget about me for a moment," she psyches herself for the last part, "are you sure you and the elf can do all this alone?"

Kurt now smirks and it is a mirror image of his sister.

"Katzchen, me, and Rogue are an army, this is more than enough," Kurt even winks Kitty after such line is delivered.

Kitty bites her lips. She saw Kurt, the conspiracy theories. She saw Kurt the flirt...she never saw Kurt...the Red Guard...in action.

"Ok, I trust your judgment..." Kitty speaks and no one says anything else. Rogue, for her part, regards Kitty one last time as if saying ''are you ready?''

And truth to be told, Kitty is not sure if she is...

But she made her bed, now she must lay.

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The building is an apartment, one of those for the elite only. Kitty recognized one celebrity as Patsy Walker- the famous actress and radio host- taking her mail and ignoring the Red Guards the best she can.

Kitty looks at Rogue who is entering the elevator along with her brother and both are waiting for something.

Conventionally speaking, in video games, as soon the heroes enter in the base of the enemy...everyone starts to attack, yet, what they´re getting is total ignorance of some and bewildered from others.

The security let them in...too easily.

"Guys..." Kitty spoke startled by the bing sound in the elevator as the doors open to reveal more illustrious people trying to enter, but, noticing Kurt and Rogue preferred to wait for another elevator.

"Guys...is this an evil lair to you?"

Rogue growls and Kurt continues to press the bottom to each floor, till finally, they reach the penthouse level.

If Kurt was expecting something evil...all he got was a penthouse owned by a very distressed and confused socialite.

A lie is made on the spot and the socialite is more than pleased to help Genosha-she shows interest in Kurt and his fur, but, the man´s mind is reeling to even notice her words- and well, there´s nothing evil going on in this apartment.

Aside from capitalism and very rich people.

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Rogue stares at Kitty as if any moment the woman will reveal this was all a facade, Rogue was hoping for that...except.

"Not an illusion...just a fancy apartment," Kitty spoke inwardly relieved she won´t have to see the Red on the Red Guard.

Kurt grits his teeth and says one thing. "Fantastic she made us of a fool, fantastic!"

Rogue exhales sharply. "What we do?"

Kurt stares at the building as if it is mocking them.

"We return to Genosha, either Pixie trick us or Lady Mastermind is far more cunning than we thought," Kurt spoke seriously and a bit ashamed, silly Kurt thought this would be an easy mission.

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Blink can sigh in relief as her boss´s words are proven true once again, not once the Red Guard show up or have any clue where they are.

"So...what´s the next part of the plan?" Blink asked largely now.

"We destabilize Wanda, who wants to have a queen that is so incompetent?" and adds "then we strike, we´ll get Genosha once and for all,"

[meltwonu]

| 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔦 𝔪𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 |     [CHAPTER 4]

pairing; fratboy!wonwoo x reader

this chapter’s notes; fratboy!wonwoo, fingering, littlest bit of dirty talk, praise!kink, soft soft soft FLUFF hours, a bit of a filler chapter before the last chapter!! 😭 I can’t believe it’s almost ‘over’... This chapter has the least amount of smut yall will ever see with fratboy!wonwoo so don’t get used to it ☠️ LMAO 🤣🤣 also... it’s been a garbage week(boring work drama) for me so I’ll answer inbox msgs and stuff on sunday, I need to get away from the internet(and people) for a day dkfjhskh 😭💕 Ya’ll thank you for so much love and support with Caffeine and Until I Met You! It means so much to me and I appreciate every like, reblog and comment I get on it 🥺💕 No I will never be ending my fratboy!wonwoo au so don’t worry about that hehe 💕 For now, enjoy this soft ch 4 and I will see yall on Sunday! I love you, have a great weekend! 💕

[mood for this chapter: more than enough - alina baraz]

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - x

“So…”

Wonwoo sighs - re-shelving another Edgar Allen Poe book. “So, what?”

Mingyu tilts his sunglasses down, eyebrows raised at the older male that continues to do his job instead of give him the time of day. “What’s going on with you, hyung? You’ve been… weird.”

“Okay, define weird.”

The younger male pouts as he takes his sunglasses off, pocketing them as he leans up against the bookshelf that Wonwoo is currently still shelving.

It only takes one utterance of your name for Wonwoo to stop in his tracks - fingertips on the spine of another book as he turns to Mingyu. “What about her? Did she say something to you?”

“No, but do you like her? I mean, ‘like’ like her.”

“Is it not… obvious? That I do? Did we not all collectively have that conversation about me giving her a set of keys to our house?”

Mingyu grimaces slightly as he mentally goes through all the times he’d even seen the two of you together and he’s only able to conjure up a few select memories - none of which were anything necessarily romantic. “Well… I wouldn’t say ‘obvious’, I guess. The two of you aren’t exactly the ‘kiss and hold hands in public’ kind of... people. More like the, ‘sneak off to fuck in a public restroom’ kind... Which, uh, isn’t really... romantic.”

This time, Wonwoo crosses his arms and leans up against the opposite bookshelf as he sighs.

It’d been a few days since he’d seen you and you’d been swamped in so much class work that you didn’t even have the time to come by the library or the frat house. And even while Wonwoo stood in between the bookshelves having a conversation with Mingyu, you were finishing an art project with Minghao that was due by the end of the day.

“I know. I told her it’d be kind of a slow crawl for me.” He plucks another book from the cart, staring at the glossy text as he simmers in his thoughts. “Mingyu, am I awkward?”

“Erm, well, I wouldn’t say that necessarily.”

Mingyu steps forward, patting Wonwoo on the shoulder as he smiles.

“You like her and you’re trying even if you’re not used to it. You gotta start somewhere, hyung. Even if you’re a fish out of water. But that’s okay, you can ask me for help if you want!”

“When are you gonna put a ring on Wonwoo-hyung?”

You snort at Minghao’s question - reaching for a clean paintbrush as he stands across from you in the large, empty studio. “First of all, can you not say it like that? I’m not gonna marry him, okay.”

The male rolls his eyes as he steps closer to you; his own hands and clothes covered in a colorful array of paints. “So you’re saying you never imagined hyung in a suit, hair slicked back and his buff arms carrying you off into your honeymoon?”

“W--wh--n--no! No, I haven’t!” You avoid his piercing stare as you focus on your end of the large canvas instead.

No, but I dreamt about it once.

“‘Hao, would you hurry! We’re supposed to be collaborating on this and it looks… like it’s 5 different art styles.”

“Don’t change the subject on me. And anyway, I like what you’re doing to hyung. Breaking him out of his shell, y’know? He’s just shy, that’s all. Needs a little work in the bold department.”

You bite down the urge to laugh because to you, Wonwoo was everything but shy when it came to the bedroom. Although, Minghao was right with everything else. “Yeah, I know. We went for breakfast together after I, um, stayed over a few nights ago and he kinda just sat there zoned out, picking at his waffles. He’s really cute when he wakes up in the morning though. Pouty and whiny.”

Grinning at Minghao, he pretends to gag in response before taking a seat next to you.

“Disgusting. Tell me more.”

Wonwoo makes an effort to check in with you throughout the day before he heads back to his room - asking you if you’d had your meals and if you’d finished your project on time.

You’d answered sporadically as you and Minghao raced to finish.

‘I’ll eat late probably… rly gotta finish or else my ass is failing lol’

‘Just don’t forget, okay? It’s not good for you to skip.’

Wonwoo lays down in his bed; yawning as he sets his phone onto the nightstand next to himself.

His eyelids feel heavy and he’s quick to give in to the tiredness that takes over him once he gets comfortable.

When Wonwoo finally decides to shift during his nap, he finds it difficult and extra warm.

“Mmh…”

His bleary eyes adjust to the, now,  slightly darkened room as he makes out your figure tucked underneath his arm. He calls your name softly - waking you up from the nap that you’d apparently joined him in.

“Mmh… Wonwoo…” You snuggle in deeper, voice still laced with sleep. “You didn’t even budge when I came in…”

He chuckles softly as he readjusts to spoon you from behind instead; his strong arm wrapped around your waist to keep your body flush against his own.

“I’m surprised you came by, sweetheart. I would’ve just stayed awake had I known you were coming over.” His voice is groggy and laced with sleep as you sigh softly in return as you blink away the sleepiness.

“How was your day at the library? Miss me yet?” Wonwoo smiles into your shoulder before he tilts his head up to kiss the shell of your ear.

“Always, sweetheart. Although, Mingyu decided to keep me busy today.”

“Oh? Anything fun?”

He plays with the hem of your shirt, “Well… Fun isn’t the word I’d use to describe what that was. Nosy was more like it.”

This time you can’t help but snort in response. “You too? I think some people were being ‘lil moles today.”

“Wouldn’t doubt it. Did you end up just coming back here with Minghao from the studio?”

“Wasn’t planning on it, to be honest but… S’been a rough day.” Placing your hand over his arm, you squeeze slightly as you pull his arm around you tighter. “Our professor came by while we were working in the studio and said our project wasn’t up to par with what Minghao and I usually submit for projects. She didn’t fail us on the spot but she said we need to redo it for less credit or take the failing grade.”

Wonwoo nuzzles your neck; peppering small kisses on your clothed shoulder. “I take it the two of you are going to redo it?”

“Mm… We spent so long coming up with a concept and now we’re both stressed about coming up with something new. I walked over here with ‘Hao and he locked himself up in his room as soon as we got here. Figured I’d come hang out with you and found you napping… With your glasses on, no less.”

The two of you share a laugh; Wonwoo’s embrace making you feel more at ease.

“Can I help you de-stress a little, sweetheart?”

You stare at the opposite wall, nodding gently as Wonwoo’s hand leaves the hem of your shirt in favour of the waistband of your shorts.

“Just want you to feel good,” he whispers. “You deserve it. You’ve been working so hard, baby.”

He teases you softly; fingertips ghosting across your skin as you shiver. “Ah, Wonwoo…”

“You worked extra hard today too, didn’t you? I’m so proud of you for what you accomplished today.”

Your body heats up at his praise and you can’t deny that his deep, soft voice sends thrums of arousal pouring over your body just as he dips his hand into your lounge shorts. He touches you over your panties - fingertips ghosting against your mound as you moan his name shakily in return.

“I know your new idea is going to be great, baby. I believe in you.”

Soft whines threaten to spill as Wonwoo strokes you over your panties - slowly working you up as you find yourself trying to grind against his hand. “Y-yeah… ‘m p-pretty sure ‘Hao’s already working on it…”

Your voice is barely above a whisper as Wonwoo continues to stroke you gently; making no efforts to rush or add pressure to his feather-light touches.

A disappointed noise falls from your lips when he starts to pull his hand out of your shorts but it quickly turns into a content sigh when he starts teasing your chest instead.

“Mm, so soft…” Muttering against your shoulder, his eyes stare off into the dark room as he massages your body. “And all mine~”

You hum in response, “We should go on a date sometime…”

“You want to? We can go this weekend. After you’ve redone some of your project. I’ll take you somewhere nice for a job well done.”

You giggle softly; images of a wedding day’s Wonwoo dancing in your mind after the conversation you’d had with Minghao earlier. “I’d like that. We should do something for the whole day.”

“Whatever you’d like, baby.”

Wonwoo’s hand flits down your body again - snaking into your shorts and, this time, into your panties as you whine. ��Do you wanna cum or go back to sleep, hmm?” 

You ponder it for a second as the drowsiness equates the urge to cum on his fingers. 

“Both? I wanna cum and then sleep a little more... If that’s okay?” 

Wonwoo hums in agreement as his fingertips drag through your folds - collecting the wetness on them before he teases your soaked hole. “Only a little teasing gets you this wet, hmm? So cute.” 

“Ah, f-feels good when you go slow t-too...” 

He stores that away in his head for later; chuckling against your shoulder as he slowly starts to dip his middle finger into your cunt. 

You feel warm and content when he starts a slow pace - thumb on your clit rubbing soft, slow circles while he pumps his finger into you. 

“O-oh, Wonwoo...” 

“You’re always good for me, baby. Always such a good girl.” 

“Ah, Wonwoo...”

“You can cum whenever you want. You deserve it.” 

He adds his index finger - thrusting both fingers into you as you mewl and arch away from his warm chest. Your toes curl and your thighs clamp and trap his hand between your legs as you start to grind down onto his nimble fingers.

“...W--Wonwoo...” 

“That’s right, baby. Call my name, let me hear your pretty voice when your cumming for me.” 

You turn your head - cries muffled into his pillow because despite his slower than usual pace, you find yourself already on the brink of cumming with his fingers knuckle deep inside of you and his thumb on your clit. 

“Mmh... Ah... Feels s-so warm... and g-good...” You mutter, eyes blinking drowsily. “Gonna c-cum...” 

He doesn’t say anything in return as he focuses on you and your pleasure; fingers scissoring and curling right into your g-spot as you clamp down onto them in a vice grip. 

Wonwoo knows when you’re about to cum when he feels your hand coming down on his forearm, holding onto him for dear life when your orgasm still hits you just as hard. 

“Ngh, Wo---Wonwoo!” 

Your walls flutter around his fingers and make it harder for him to thrust them in and out with how tight you get. 

“That’s my good girl. Cum for me, baby~” 

His deep voice makes you whine - nails digging into his arm and body trembling as the pleasure steadily washes over you. 

“Ah, bet your face is so pretty right now too~” 

“Mmh, s-stop...” Your cheeks burn in slight embarrassment from his constant praise but you can’t deny the way it goes straight to your core and only prolongs your orgasm. 

“Don’t be so shy, baby. It’s only you and me here.” 

Wonwoo leans away slightly to kiss the crown of your head - still working you through your orgasm as you sigh contentedly in his arms. 

Various thoughts run through his head in the moment, but the one that sits at the forefront of his mind is definitely how to make sure he kept treating you right. 

Starting with your date that he would spend time meticulously planning.

‘Ah, I should ask Mingyu for some advice.’ 

[tisfan]

State of the Fic, Week 39

Word Target 11,000 words per week

Wanda the Petsitter - 422

Sweet Hitchhiker (my first attempt at a Sterek piece.) - 1355

Dangerous Beauty - 1975

Scorpion King AU - 525

MRBB (Thor/Tony) - 808 (and finished)

Kinktober Prompts - 6832

Venatori - 532

MRBB (WinterIron) - 543

Bingo (TSB administrative) - 2700

The Boyfriend Initiative - 793

Flash Bingo - 592

MRBB (Brock/Natasha) - 491

Dr. Stark (new Sandbridge short) - 1302

Total Words: 18,870

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[vmficrecs]

any fics (logan/veronica) where logan takes care/comforts of veronca when she's going through a hard time? or when logan and veronica actually have a conversation about veronica's sexual trauma/rape?

This fic list pertains to the “Logan takes care/comforts Veronica” part of the ask, as there are several other asks requesting fics to do with Logan and Veronica + her rape & sexual assault. Thank you for your patience! 

Previously on VM Fic Recs: 

petpluto, “By Contrast With the Love,” Teen, Post Season 2 AU 

Keith dies. Logan works to pick up the pieces left in the wake of Cassidy’s destruction.

bigboobedcanuck, “Lost in the Sounds,” Teen, Season 3

Little 307 gapfiller after Veronica is attacked in the parking lot. Logan and Keith take care of her.

taken_with_you, “The Benefits of Being Lost,” Mature, Season 2 AU 

Veronica hasn’t been at school for a couple days and Logan can’t help but notice.

SilverLining2k6, “Sometimes You Can’t Make it On Your Own,” Teen, Season 1 AU 

Silly Duncan stopped taking his meds. Now, one dead Fitzpatrick later, Logan and Veronica need to get him out of town. Too bad they hate each other.

Notes: SOMETIMES!!!!!!!!! the whole premise is logan taking care of veronica and duncan and getting the H E L L out of dodge because he is the best person ever. also sometimes is one of the top veronica mars fanfics. i believe i have told the story of how the first time i read it i was up until like 6am or something and i read every. single. chapter. because i could not put it down. it creates it’s own veronica mars mythology and the UST between logan and veronica is in a league of it’s own. m is too good and too kind to us and i would die for this fic. 

New to VM Fic Recs: 

Third Rule of Fight Club Author: aperfectsong Pairing: Logan/Veronica; Keith; Lynn Rating: Teen Genre: Friendship, Hurt/Comfort  Setting: Season 1 Spoilers: 1.06, “Return of the Kane” Chapters: 4 Word Count: 34368 Status: Complete Summary: After a case goes wrong, Logan finds Veronica at the beach. Notes: veronica gets a concussion and keith is out of town and logan takes care of her!!!! set after 1.06 and y’all it is SO. GOOD. the characterization of logan and veronica is perfect and the author takes great care with the keith/veronica dynamic, the keith/logan dynamic, and the logan/lynn dynamic, which is so greatly appreciated. basically this is one of my favorite fics ever. i remember losing my mind when i read this for the first time and i want that same experience for y’all. 

Sick Days 101: Remedial Lessons for Rich Boys Author: trogdor19 Pairing: Logan/Veronica Rating: Teen Genre: Romance, They Are Both Soft and Stupid Setting: Season 3 Spoilers: nothing explicit, but 1.06 “Return of the Kane” as well   Chapters: 3 Word Count: 8428 Status: Complete Summary: Veronica has The Worst cold ever, and Logan is being his usual clueless rich boy self. It's like he has no idea how to nurture a sick person at all. That's it! She's going to teach him if she has to forcibly blanket and bad-movie him herself. Notes: THE SEROTONIN WE ALL NEED AND DESERVE. I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS FIC. logan taking care of veronica while she’s sick, while veronica insists on trying to teach him how to be sick properly, is the most genius and delightful setting. logan having an employee of the neptune grand’s number that he can just call and talk to and veronica being jealous!!! “yeah but you might be the patron saint of trojan” i love safe sane and consensual sex god logan echolls. THE BIT ABOUT THE FUCKING BLANKET FORT drop your location trogdor19 i just wanna talk. more of a mutual hurt/comfort fic of these dumbos trying to take care of each other and it’s sooo sweet.

Building Bridges Author: Chikabiddy Pairing: Logan/Veronica; Keith; Duncan; etc.  Rating: General Genre: Friendship, Hurt/Comfort; Fluff   Setting: Season 1 AU  Spoilers: all season one to be safe Chapters: 12 Word Count: 39047 Status: In Progress Summary: Veronica lands herself in a little bit of trouble on a case and a quasi-pocket dial gives Logan the chance to help. AU after 1.02, “Credit Where Credit’s Due” Notes: “He soaked it in, rubbing his hand gently down her arm and breathed in everything Veronica Mars. She was both new and familiar to him, like coming home after a long holiday to find your house totally redone; insides gutted and made completely unrecognizable. But, remodeling aside, home is still home.” I love the abrupt realization Logan has that he doesn’t want anything bad or permanent to happen to Veronica, and then he immediately course corrects his behavior to try and be a friend to her again. 

See Appendix for Further Information  Author: Cubbiegirl1723 Pairing: Logan/Veronica; Keith Rating: Teen Genre: Friendship, Romance  Setting: Post Season 3 Spoilers: 3.20, “The Bitch is Back”  Chapters: 1 Word Count: 18963 Status: Complete Summary: ap·pen·dix əˈpendiks noun 1. ANATOMY a tube-shaped sac attached to and opening into the lower end of the large intestine in humans and some other mammals. 2. a section or table of additional matter at the end of a book or document. Notes: veronica gets her appendix taken out while her and logan aren’t speaking and he drops everything to fly to virginia to make sure she’s okay and then he lets her (and keith! and backup!) stay with him at his place back in california while she continues her recovery. also this logan and cliff interaction: “And here's trouble personified! The next time you're arrested, please don't call me.”“But you're my favorite,” Logan whined at him. -- PURE. GOLD. 

[miss-m-and-her-blog]

He’s My Girl (Chapter 9)

TITLE OF STORY: He’s My Girl CHAPTER: 9 AUTHOR: miss-m-and-her-blog WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: AU Actor!Tom GENRE: Romance, Action, Drama FIC SUMMARY: He’s a guy, she’s a boy in disguise. He’s an actor, she’s a stuntman or -woman. How can it ever work when the famous Tom Hiddleston stars in an action film, with Charlie or Charlene as his stunt choreographer? RATING: T WARNINGS/TRIGGERS/AUTHORS NOTES: Just a few swear words from Tom and Ian as they try to out-man each other haha :P Anyways, I’m placing the links to the previous chapters and you can find them below ^_^ FEEDBACK/COMMENTS:

Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 |

It has been a week since the principal photography for The Last Deal started, and Tom has been laboring with the action sequences that he has to be in. But, luckily, Charlie and Julian are there to help him with that.

Charlie, on the other hand, is secretly enjoying seeing Tom in action and executing the techniques he had taught Tom. The shoot for the day had taken so long that they are still at it until 10 o'clock in the evening.

They could see the gentle snow fall from the skies as it blanketed most of the establishments that are all lined up at the edge of River Thames; the Temple Pier was chosen for this particular scene, courtesy of George.

"Cut! Tom, can you do that again? When you turn and hit Dom?" George pointed out to them.

At that time, Tom was in a fight scene with Dodong that will appear at the middle of the film. Behind the scene, Paula sat in a folding chair next to the director's seat as she watched Tom.

She is already in costume as Leigh, her character (yet covered in a thick jacket because of the cold weather.) With that, she needed to wear a long periwinkle-colored wig because Leigh is supposed to have purple dyed hair. But she carefully observed Tom as he grappled with Dodong; quietly worried that Tom would just get another fresh bruise because of insisting that he wanted to do most of his stunts.

Then what the fuck is Julian for?  She internally grumbled.

Paula suddenly remembered to have her make-up redone, but Gwen was nowhere in sight to call on the make-up artist.

Ah, I almost forgot, Gwen had to go to the ladies' room. Maybe I'll follow her.

Before leaving the set, she motioned to Tom that she will just go to the ladies' room situated at the nearby pub, and he understood it.

Paula stood up and went at the back. She followed the street that leads to the pub. When she got inside, no one recognized her because she was wearing a full costume for the film, and there were a lot of people inside the pub, even though it was just Wednesday.

But when she got near the restrooms, Paula saw Julian and Charlie, and they were waiting outside the ladies’ room. Now, what the hell...?

She hid herself over a corner for a while to see what they were up to. Julian had his back on the wall, then he tapped Charlie's shoulder; there, Charlie went inside the Ladies' room. Paula was about to shout at them; maybe they're just a couple of peeping toms that are trying to get off from spying on the ladies' room.

And even in a place as public as this? Perverts. Her eyes squinted with anger with those thoughts.

But after a few minutes, Charlie made a run for it as he got out of the ladies' room and so did Julian. Now, Paula wanted to really scold them but they immediately bolted out of the pub, unnoticed.

The next thing she knew, Gwen came out of the ladies' room, holding out a single rose while reading a note stuck to the stem. Paula called out Gwen, "Gwen! What is that?" She asked like she didn't witnessed the scene earlier.

Gwen had the sweetest smile on her face as she read the note; Paula came over to see.          This rose is as red as your hair.          You are like a fire wisp shining           In the middle of winter

Paula grimaced at the note, "Whoever wrote that, sure is a poet."

Gwen only chuckled at Paula's sarcasm. Then they both noticed the words, Your secret admirer signed at the bottom.

"Ooh, a secret admirer! I wonder who could it be!" Paula teased.

Gwen was quiet yet the joy was beaming out of her. She could only wish that her secret admirer is none other than Charlie.

Finally, Tom's fight scene with Dodong is done.

"We'll call it a night. Good job, people!" George announced to the cast and crew.

Tom immediately found Paula in the midst of the people packing up the equipment and  lights. He was on his way to her spot, when a group of girls waved and said hi to him. He waved back and smiled after they passed by. Paula saw it and immediately threw fatal glares at the female production assistants looking Tom's way.

She then rolled her eyes at them and they retaliated by dirtily eyeing her. Tom saw the exchange between Paula and the girls; he only shook his head and held up his arms.

"Hon? What's with the killer gaze?" Tom lulled and placed his arms around her waist.

"Nothing," She spat at the girls' way.

Tom chuckled and pulled Paula closer, "You know, no matter how many girls or even guys try and get my attention... My eyes are set only on one thing--you."

Tom slowly tilted up Paula's head to look at her, eye to eye, "My dear, dear, darling honey." He mumbled sweetly as he rubbed his nose on hers.

Paula was defenseless with him being so cute and wrapping his arms around her; it was enough to make her smile. When he finally saw how her tight lips slowly curled into a bright smile, he placed a kiss on her cheek and rocked her back and forth in his arms.

"Just don't wink at them, for fuck's sake, or I'll lose it." Paula squinted playfully as she booped Tom's cheek.

Tom let out an ehehe and held Paula. However, she caught sight of Charlie parting ways with Julian, and they seemed to have had shared a good talk with each other.

"Wait... Call Charlie here, I have something to ask him."

Tom nodded and said, "Charlie! Hey man."

Charlie stopped from walking away and instead, went their direction.

"Yeah, Tom?" Charlie had his eyes on Tom but Paula spoke up,

"Charlie, what were you doing with Julian at the ladies' room at the pub? I saw you two, then Gwen came out with a rose and a note."

Tom leaned down to Paula, "What?", then to Charlie, "Did you really?"

Charlie felt cornered, he and Julian weren't so discreet after all. Charlie stood close to them so no one else would hear them, "Okay, you got us. I'll tell you why."

Tom and Paula nodded and focused on listening.

"I'm helping Julian with Gwen. He told me that he's no good with flirting, so I'm helping him win his way into her heart."

Paula threw her hands up, "What? Why are you helping him?! Gwen likes you!"

Charlie only stood back, "What? But Julian likes her."

Tom can see that Charlie is clueless what Gwen feels for him. Or maybe, he's this way because he likes somebody else.

Maybe it's Ian. The prodding thought buggered Tom.

"Why would Julian turn to you for help? He could've gone to me," Tom complained.

At that time, Charlie couldn't say anything. Would he tell them that he helped Julian because of their agreement not to tell anyone his true identity? Then, as he beheld Tom, he found another answer; his alibi.

"I'm helping him because I know how it feels, when that one person you like has no idea that they are the only thing that makes your world turn around."

Tom stood straight; he doesn't want to take it the other way, but he felt like Charlie is talking to him directly.

Paula crossed her arms on her chest, "But it should be you and Gwen!"

Tom patted the top of Paula's head, "Come on, hon, Charlie's not into Gwen. Charlie must like somebody else."

He meant Ian but Charlie's eyes almost betrayed him when his gaze flickered quickly at Tom. Luckily, Paula and Tom didn't saw any of that.

Paula sighed. "Well shit. How kind of you to destroy Gwen's hopes of you becoming her boyfriend."

"Well, I didn't mean to do that. You can see how Julian is madly in love with Gwen." Charlie argued.

Tom raised his hand, "I'm a first-hand witness."

Charlie pointed a finger at Tom, "See?"

Paula rolled her eyes, her ship is not going to set sail like she wanted it to. Charlie then proposed something, "Now that you know, you two could help me with Julian and Gwen."

Tom met glances with Paula, "We'll be glad to lend a hand."

Paula wanted to say no but Tom already agreed to it.

Charlie's lips stretched into a grin, "Thank you so much! At least I won't be alone in advising Julian; he sure is clueless when it comes to women."

Tom chuckled because it's true, "And I believe he will learn from the expert."

Charlie and Tom shared a laugh with that, while Paula; she didn't said anything else afterwards.

"I have to go, I need to go back to the hotel," Charlie wore the strap of his body bag on to his shoulder, ready to go.

"Take care, man," Tom waved at Charlie.

Charlie only waved goodbye at them and he was gone.

"Why do you think Charlie doesn't like Gwen?" Paula thought out loud.

"I don't know. Maybe she's not his type." Tom placed an arm on her shoulder.

"Then, who does he like?"

Tom paused; he couldn't guess who or even speculate what, but--Charlie's eyes looked like they hide pain and pleading in them sometimes.

"I am clueless, hon. Anyways, let's get home." Then he pulled Paula closer to his body.

What Tom meant as home is his house at Belsize Park where he and Paula stays at for the whole duration of the filming. Paula placed a hand on his waist and they went arm to arm on their way to the car.

A long table was set at the dining hall of Sidney Hotel for the cast and crew as they all had lunch. George was at the head of the table; on his right were the cast and adjacent to them are the crew. Ian stood out as he is the only actor who sat at the crew's side, and he found his place in the middle of George and Charlie. Charlie and Ian chatted actively while eating, comparing the scenes that they were in earlier. Ian's character, Fai Fyodorov, a Chinese-Russian assassin that works for the Triad, is hunting down John and Leigh in the streets of Piccadilly Circus. Ian received a huge rash on his side when he slipped from the motorcycle he was riding and hit the ground.

Charlie's eyes widened, until they softened with pity, "Does it hurt?"

Ian acted like it really does hurt that bad, "I wanted to show you, but we're in front of the dining table."

They both laughed out loud, looking so adorable as friends who can only understand the inside joke that they are having with each other. Tom witnessed that as they were just in front of him. Somehow he was beginning to see that Charlie might like Ian.

So, does that mean that Charlie is queer?

He holds no grudge or even judgement for queer people, but if that’s the case for Ian and Charlie, Tom has no further say in it. But, as he watched them, he felt some sense of envy as he started to realize that they look good together. But, he still doesn't trust Ian's character.

Charlie deserves someone better. Ian is just a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Tom had just stared at them too much, Ian threw a slight dirty look at Tom, as if saying to mind his own damn business. He had to look down on his food to break the surfacing quiet tension; their attention was caught when George spoke up,

"So, Paulie, you're not doing the jump scene?"

George was pertaining to the scene where Paula's character, Leigh, have to jump a high scaffolding to escape the Yakuza that are chasing her. The scene was to be done when they get back home to L.A. but Paula already voiced out that she wouldn't do it.

"I'm sorry, Uncle George, can't do," She grimaced.

"Well not to worry about it, we'll just get you a body double to do it." George thought that he could push Paula to do it, but it seems like he was not ever going to win over that argument. To turn the topic around, George spoke up again, now to Tom, "So, Tom, where would you be this Christmas Eve?"

It was already the 19th of December and five days left till Christmas Eve; it was an inevitable question for the rest of the cast and crew.

"I'll be in Surrey, with my family. My sisters will be there," Tom replied happily.

George then asked Paula and she replied, "With Mom."

He knew better than just to nod at that. Other than Paula, only George knows where Celine, Paula's mother, really is. He asked them one by one, and half of them responded that they will be with their families while the other half insisted on spending Christmas in London. When it came to Charlie, it took him a while before answering.

"I'm staying, I guess." He shyly spoke.

Ian, immediately puffed gallantly and spoke up, "You can come with me to Malibu. You don't have to be alone."

Charlie shook his head, "No, it's all right, I don't want you to worry about me."

"No, really, I insist," This time, Ian sounded very annoying; to Tom mostly.

And so, Tom leaned on the table and spoke with a stern tone, "Let the kid decide for himself."

Ian threw a sharp look at Tom and everyone went quiet.

The two of them looked as if they are destined to be enemies even on off-screen. Tom had his jaws clenched and as if his baby-blue eyes deepened while Ian continued eyeing him with hate.

"You are a piece of work, do you know that, Hiddleston? But can you just mind your own fucking business, for once?" Ian playfully retaliated.

Tom was about to lunge at Ian when Paula stopped him by quickly placing her hand on his arm.

"Hon, no," Paula whispered.

Tom glanced at Paula then to his arm. He didn't wanted to make a scene as they are in a very public place. Meanwhile, as all of this happened, from George to Charlie, then to Julian and Gwen (who are sitting adjacently to each other) and the other crew--they all just looked on at Tom and Ian's subtle fight. Charlie felt helpless to see that her second crush is throwing insults at her ultimate crush. If he is in his Charlene identity right now, he might have felt like the most beautiful girl in the world; as two of the most eligible handsome actors are fighting over where he would go this Christmas.

"You know, Velasquez... Sometimes I just can't let some bullshit go on its way," Tom spatted at Ian.

This time, Ian almost stood up but Charlie managed to hold him down.

George, as the director and the de facto head of the production, had to break it off, "Come on, boys. I'm not letting you two hotheads ruin lunch. Charlie, you can stay here with Al and the rest of the stunt team and crew, if you want."

Charlie only nodded in reply, all the while, he felt embarrassed for Ian and Tom almost ruining lunch. Ian finally sat back properly and tried to finish his lunch quickly. George's professional and diplomatic approach broke the tension off. Now it was official to the rest of the cast and crew; Tom and Ian are not in good terms with each other. When Ian finished his lunch, he walked out of the dining table then left the dining hall.

Before leaving the hall, he slammed the door behind him that the other customers were startled.

“Let him cool off,” Al said to everybody and even to George.

He only nodded while steepled his hands together and then he met glances with Al. If the two of them weren’t secretive of their feelings for each other; the rest of the crew and stunt team would happily push Al and George further to each other.

Paula knows it well that her uncle is gay ever since, but it was just an open secret in the family.

George finally said, “Let’s have the rest of the day off. Andy will be coming in from L.A..”

All of them responded with a quiet agreement; some of the actors and stuntmen were quite overdone by the action sequence that they filmed this morning; the production crew also wanted to take a rest. Tom, who haven’t spoken for a few minutes, excused himself as he got up from the table and went out of the dining hall. Charlie couldn’t help but follow Tom with his eyes all the while he left. It pains him to see that Tom and Ian are arguing this way. But as to why Tom doesn’t play well with Ian is still a mystery for Charlie.

One by one, the people that ate at the long table left after finishing lunch. Paula went back with Gwen to their rooms, but before that, Paula was kind enough to point out Julian who was just standing near the end of the table, looking like a lost love-struck boy.

“Say hello at least to lover boy right there,” Paula whispered.

"What? No! If he was Charlie, I might even go to him,” Gwen proudly declared that last part about Charlie.

“By the way, where did he go?” Gwen looked around and Paula also started to search for Charlie.

What they didn’t know, Charlie went at the back of the hotel that leads to an alleyway. As soon as he walked out of the dining hall, Charlie felt like he wanted to be alone for a moment as he can also feel the exhaustion. He had been in a fight scene yesterday and this morning and the rigorous sequences were very demanding as the filming can be a repetition just to catch the right moment on film. When he got outside the exit door, Charlie almost let out a shrill scream (which he successfully held back) when he was startled by Tom who was also at the alleyway.

“Tom! Why are you here?” Charlie tried to adjust his voice into a deeper tone.

Tom held out a cigarette that is in between his fingers.

“Oh, that’s why,” Charlie remarked.

He took a long drag at his cigarette; then he let the smoke come out of his lips slowly. Charlie watched him do that, and he had never been more envious with a cigarette all his life until now. Tom put down his cigarette and discarded it even though he only smoked half of it; then, he started talking to Charlie.

“Trying to be alone too, eh?” Tom pointed out.

“Yep. But too bad, this spot is taken.”

“Then let’s be alone together. That’s possible, right?”

Charlie tried to suppress a smile, because deep down, he is more than willing to be alone with Tom; talking to him or maybe having a laugh or two.

Tom spoke up, “Charlie, I’m sorry about what happened before--I was just so annoyed, I couldn’t keep it to myself anymore.”

Charlie stood straight and had his arms crossed on his chest, “Do you have something against Ian? Well, I’m just curious.”

He got up from the railing that he sat on and approached Charlie, “I don’t like the way he preys on you. Paula already told me that Ian is not an asshole to the person he likes to pursue. But, I can see it in his eyes; that bastard has something else in his mind.”

Charlie’s mouth fell open, he never knew that Tom thought that way about Ian.

Tom further explained, “It’s just that--the way he flirts with you; like he already owns you or whatever. It doesn’t just sit right with me.”

If Charlie was assuming and fanciful, he might have thought that Tom is jealous of Ian. But, he wanted to approach Tom’s opinion of Ian, in a practical way where he can put aside his feelings for Tom.

“I know I can’t change the way you see Ian; but, really, Tom... We’re just friends.” Charlie explained.

“You like him too, don’t you? And you’re letting him flirt with you?” Tom said in a gravelly tone.

Charlie has no idea why their conversation about what happened earlier turned to this point. He wanted to deny it, verbally; but his quivering lip already gave the answer away.

“I knew it. Look, I don’t know if you are gay for Ian, or whatever... Just--take a second look at him. He might be devilishly handsome or charming, but, you should also take in mind his motives for you.”

Tom’s point was right; and Charlie could see where Tom is coming from--but, if Tom could only know, Ian’s not really the one he is pining for. In a fraction of a moment, their eyes met. That time, Charlie didn’t want to look away from Tom and he just wanted to stare at his lovely blue eyes. At that time, Charlie wanted so bad to tell Tom the truth; about his identity, his cross-dressing act and also that he likes Tom very much.

Why did it had to be this way? Why did I have to stumble on you that day after my failed audition and have this goddamn crush on you? Charlie thought with agony.

The only words that had come out of Charlie is, “Why are you so concerned?”

There, Tom got closer to Charlie and he almost leaned in, “Because you’re my friend. That’s what you are to me, and I value my friends very much. I hope that’s what I am also to you.”

Charlie didn’t mind the word friend, what made his heart jump around his chest with joy is that he means something to Tom and that he wasn’t just his trainer and a member of the stunt team; he is Tom’s friend. Tom’s eyes shined as they peered down into Charlie’s; he had to withhold his hand that wanted to touch the fetching beard Tom had grown on his face.

“Yes. You’re my friend; and I’m honored to be your friend, also.” Charlie managed to say.

Tom finally smiled and he even let out a chuckle. Charlie didn’t mind looking up to him while Tom beamed down a bright smile at him. Somehow at the back of Charlie’s mind, he thought how long could he keep his true feelings hidden from Tom while not letting himself spill all of his thoughts about Tom. They continued sharing that silence that they so much sought out initially when they decided to come out of the back alleyway of the hotel. But, little did they knew, a pair of eyes were watching the two of them--it was Julian.

He was looking for Charlie as he wanted to talk to him about their next move in the Secret Admirer scheme when he secretly stumbled upon Tom and Charlie having a meaningful conversation with each other. Julian didn’t have to be a genius to know at that moment, Charlie is holding back everything.

But, he felt worried for the both of them; where does this evidently solidified friendship could bring them?

[serendipei]

one door down

⌝ a/n: new format, thought it looked a bit nicer than the previous ^^ -admin L

⌝ words: 1.4k

⌝ group/member/genre: jaemin of nct, fluffy neighbor!au

“Y/N, go tell your our neighbors to quiet down!” Your mom yelled from the kitchen. By now, it was a monthly occurrence; the neighbor’s son blasted music a lot, but sometimes he blasted it too much.

You got up from your bed, sighing as you slipped on a pair of tennis shoes and headed for the door. You had never met the son himself, just the parents, and you weren’t so sure you wanted to meet him. He seemed loud and obnoxious.

As you walked to the front door, you had a sinking feeling by the absence of his parent’s car that he was the only one home right now. Which means that you were going to have to meet him. Great. You went up and knocked the door, waiting for him to answer.

“Hello?” He asked, blinking like he hadn’t done anything. He definitely knew what he had done to make you slightly mad, but he didn’t let on… and you would’ve definitely believed him, because oh my god, he was stunning.

You almost didn’t reply, just staring up at him, before you snapped out of your daze and stuttered out an answer. He seemed amused as he looked down at you.

“O-oh uh, h-hi. Your m-music was a little loud so… could you please turn it down a little bit?” You asked politely, your stutter going away. He nodded, before his eyes got wide and he smiled widely. He had something to say.

“That’s fine, yeah. My mom always wanted to give you this but she never got to it,” he said, grabbing your arm and tugging you inside his house. You squeaked slightly at the sudden action, but nonetheless caught up with him.

As you looked around, you found that his house was really nice. Much nicer compared to yours. They had really redone it well…

He stopped at the kitchen, letting go of you and darting to the fridge. He was practically buzzing with excitement, you could definitely say you being tired wasn’t a thing anymore.

As he reached into his fridge, you sat down near, waiting to see what goodies were gonna come out of that fridge. When he turned around, your eyes widened at what was in his hands. You never thought you would see something to rival gold, but there it was. A thing of homemade rice cakes was in a basket, covered in wrap. All you needed was to heat it up. You glanced up at the boy and suddenly felt like you needed to thank him to the moon and back.

“This is… This is so generous… Thank you so much… Your name is…?” You managed to say, not able to rip your eyes away from the food as you looked back down. He seemed to notice as he pushed it towards you.

“I’m Jaemin. If you want one right now, we can heat them up and possibly hang out?” He asked, almost sheepishly, before you nodded eagerly. If your mom needed you, she could come get you.

He chuckled at your reply and took the basket, unwrapping it and taking out two. He placed them on a plate and stuck it in the microwave, beginning to heat it up. He turned around with a smile on his face. It struck you like a lightning bolt- you didnt know why, but this boy was just… gorgeous.

You snapped your gaze away, trying not to blush as you looked at the floor. You could hear him walking around the kitchen, footsteps shuffling as he got some water and took out the rice cake.

“You never told me your name,” he said, setting the plate in front of you two. You immediately popped up, and he had to stifle a laugh. You took one immediately, practically tearing into it. It was really good.

“Its Y/N, and I may have to come over more often,” you said, melting because of his mother’s cooking. He couldn’t help himself from laughing this time. You thought he sounded ethereal.

"Not a bad idea," he said, eating the rest of his own rice cake. You looked like you enjoyed the rice cake more than you've ever enjoyed something. He was glad it was because of his family. Why? He didn't know yet.

"Hey, wanna go game with me in my room?" He suggested with wide eyes, almost sparkling. You yourself always liked gaming, so you jumped at the offer. Jaemin was more than happy.

After that, you and Jaemin had become practically best friends. Everyday you guys would go to each other's house after school upon figuring out that you went to the same school. He had also developed a few friends of his own, and you both dragged them into your friend group.

Speaking of which...

“You need to confess to him already.” Donghyuck said, sitting on your bed and judging you from afar. You had confessed that you liked Jaemin, a lot, to him. He was trying to give you advice, and so far? None of it sounded nice.

“He’ll reject me. I doubt he likes me like that.” You groaned, face planting into your pillow. Donghyuck was your second best friend, the one who was sassy and not afraid of anyone or anything. He was the mean friend but would also fight anyone who hurt you.

“You never know,” he whistled, shaking his head. You glanced outside your window, where Jaemin was playing some sport game with Jeno and Jisung. He was smiling, and it almost melted you. You smiled slightly, not noticing that a grin had spread itself across your face.

“Oh my God, Y/N, stop grinning like a fool,” Donghyuck rolled his eyes, and you snorted at him, turning to look at the wall again. He never stopped sassing you, no matter where you were, what you were doing- didn’t matter.

“So, if you like him seriously that much, why don’t you just tell him! I’m 99.9% sure he likes you back anyway,” He hinted casually, leaving you with wide eyes and wonder in your mind. Did he really?

“You think so...?” You hummed towards him, looking like you had just found a million dollars. He nodded, giving you a half smile that was both encouraging but also devilish. There was no in between anymore.

“Fine, I guess I’ll go now?” You said, more like a question than anything serious. Donghyuck pushed you off the bed, shooing you away and outside like you were a bird. You glared at him for a second.

“Go for it, he’s right there. I’ll get Jeno and Jisung.”

Your heart was in your throat as you took a step outside. Sudden insecurities about yourself popped up- did you look good enough? Would he like your look? Were you gonna stutter?

Pushing it aside, you found yourself marching towards him, Jeno and Jisung flooding back to your house to hang out with Donghyuck, as he promised. You were grateful that they didn’t have to hear whatever awkward confession you had to say.

Jaemin looked clueless as you walked up to him, a faint blush on your face. He wondered why you looked so red, and why you seemed so shy. This wasn't the outgoing, rice cake loving girl he met next door. No, this was someone foreign...

“Y/N? What’s wrong? Your face is red.” He asked once you approached him. You flushed an even brighter red, cursing yourself inside for allowing yourself to be embarrassed this easily.

“N-nothing is wrong. I have something to tell you,” You nervously said, scratching the back of your neck awkwardly as you waited for him to react. He seemed blank faced, trying to make something out of the situation. He thought you had already told him everything...? Although, you never told him anything when he asked if you had a crush.

“I really hope this doesn’t ruin our friendship but... I really like you, Jaemin. I never wanted to tell you because I was afraid but...” You mumbled, looking down at the grass. His eyes widened at the confession, but he quickly swallowed his surprise as happiness bubbled up in his mind.

Instead of using words to express how he felt, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a tight hug, a huge grin on his face. Your eyes flew open, the feeling of a hug foreign but not unwelcome. Especially from Jaemin. As he let you go, he kept his hands on your shoulders.

“Yeah, I say let’s ruin our friendship- I want this to be a relationship.”

[whifferdills]

B, G, K, M

B: Any of your stories inspired by personal experience?

i’ve never been a hobo or a musician but “Steering a Passage, Finding a Line” relies p heavily on my memories of punk house shows and the hobo musician friends i had. “Off-Menu” essentially takes place in a restaurant i used to work in. some other stuff, i mean it’s all ‘what if this emotion i have was instead a sci-fi metaphor’ so

G:Care to share a favorite crack fic?

the fuckin...dick pinata

i also like the one i wrote where dr who is a dog     

K: What's the angstiest idea you've ever come up with?

yknow idk how much angst i really do? the concept of the CIA force-regenerating agents in “Country of Smaller Wars” is one of the worst things i’ve come up with, tho. oh and that one does end in Schrodinger’s Suicide, so. that fic was peak angst for me i’m all about happy endings or at least bittersweet now. i think. right?

M:Got any premises on the back burner that you'd care to share?

i still have this fuckin superhero AU that sort of fell apart after s9. it could still work, but it needs to be redone from the ground up and...eh. also the interactive fiction thing which i keep starting over. and the post-”The Doctor Falls” Big Damn Bill/Heather fic, which i kinda also want to be an interactive thing. actually doing things is so haarrrrddddd

[luberon-provence]

Vente petite maison de village avec petite terrasse https://www.immobilier-en-luberon.fr/petite-maison-de-village-avec-petite-terrasse-384 Au coeur de Reillanne, village perché du Luberon, à 20 mn de l'autoroute A 51. Petite maison de village de 50 m² comportant, un 1er niveau (au-dessus des caves) et de plain-pied, un petit salon ouvert sur une terrasse de 7 m², une cuisine/salle à manger avec poêle; et, à l'étage une chambre et salle d'eau avec wc. En rez-de ruelle : une grande cave et une petite pour le bois. exposition traversante Nord/Sud, toiture et électricité refait à neuf en 2006.

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Sale small village house with little terrace https://www.immobilier-en-luberon.fr/en/small-village-house-with-little-terrace-384 In the heart of Reillanne, a perched village of the Luberon, at 20 minutes from the motorway A 51. Small village house of 50 m² comprising, a 1st level (above the cellars) and on one level, a small lounge opened on a terrace of 7 m², a kitchen/dining room with stove; And, at 1th the floor a bedroom and shower room with toilet. On the ground floor : a large cellar and a small one for the wood. Exposure through North / South, roof and electricity redone in 2006.

[seriouslyhooked]

Souvenirs (A CS AU) Part 7/14

A Modern CS AU where Emma has grown up in Maine her whole life and runs a store with Ruby and MM. Killian Jones is the new guy in town, who just bought the local bar. Only Emma and Killian have met before and now she can’t help but wonder if their past has influenced his plans for the future. Includes tons of fluff and a happily ever after. Rated M.

Part One Here, Part Two Here, Part Three Here, Part Four Here, Part Five Here, Part Six Here

A/N: This chapter, the bar that Killian has been working on since coming to Storybrooke opens, and we get some more insight into Ruby’s newfound happiness and how well things are progressing for Emma and Killian. Hope you guys enjoy!

“I have to hand it to your guy, Emma, this place is amazing. How did they do this so quickly?”

Ruby was clearly impressed with JR2, as were a large amount of the legal-aged townspeople in attendance tonight. The tavern that had stood here before was barely recognizable. Gone were the faded colorings and outdated wood choices, and in their stead was a sleek but approachable atmosphere coupled with an insane amount of variety in the liquor listings. Combine that with the amazing food that Emma knew was here, and Killian had a certified hit on his hands. She was so proud of him for that and happy that he was going to have such success after uprooting his whole life just for her.

“A big part of that is thanks to Graham. Killian couldn’t have finished this on time without him.” Ruby’s smile was huge at the compliment to her boyfriend, and she flipped her hair over her shoulder.

“Yeah he’s pretty fantastic. But his best body of work comes when he works with that body of his.” Immediately Mary Margaret’s hands went over her ears and the pixie-haired woman began humming to herself. Emma looked over at Tiana, who over the past few weeks had endeared herself more to the three friends and the two shared a laugh.

“Again, Ruby, we love you, but we don’t need to know every sordid detail of your love life with Graham. We’re subjected to enough of it in person.” Ruby rolled her eyes.

“What are girl friends for if not to tell graphic, detailed stories of our sex lives to each other?”

Emma shrugged. She had heard most every detail from Ruby on their own time, so she knew Ruby was just trying to make Mary Margaret squirm, but this was their thing. If you wanted to talk love, you went to Mary Margaret. If you wanted to talk sex, Ruby was your girl. Emma meanwhile had the happy pleasure of being the go to for both. Lucky her.

“Speaking of love lives,” Emma said as she pulled Mary Margaret’s hands from her friend’s ears, “Tiana, anyone special in your life?” Tiana groaned and took another drink of her beer.

“Absolutely not, because at my school, you fall into one of three types of men: wonderfully charming and respectful and gay, forgettable and strange and so introverted you cannot speak to members of the opposite sex, or crazy hot and stupidly entitled. There are no men who fall in between those three polls.”

The description of the last group made Emma think that Tiana had a specific guy in mind, a guy she wished she wasn’t attracted to for other reasons. She caught the eyes of Ruby and Mary Margaret who silently portrayed a similar interest before prodding for more information.

“That third group is always a headache.” Jackpot, Tiana instantly confided more.

“I know! This guy in my design class for instance. He’s like insanely hot, stupid hot, but such a self-absorbed jerk. He just prances through life with his Daddy’s money and no ambition, no drive, no respect for what everyone else is going through.”

“But he’s hot…” Ruby prompted and Tiana drank more again, nodding despite herself.

“What’s his name?” Mary Margaret asked.

“Naveen.” Well that wasn’t one you heard every day. “His parent’s are some sort of diplomats or something from some small principality in Europe. So add that entitlement to the mix.”

“And the intrigue.” Ruby sighed as if she was fast devolving into daydream, and from what Emma knew about her and Graham, her friend may have him pretend he was a rich diplomat tonight. That was fine, both Graham and Ruby were clearly over the moon that they were together, and for that Emma was happy.

As her friends continued their discussion on the merits and pit falls of college dating, Emma’s eyes wandered to the segment of the wall where a five-dollar bill that was hung up in a place of honor. It had a golden frame and fancy edging, making it appear like this most valuable item. Her lips turned up in a smile, as she remembered giving it to Killian the night before.

……..

“This place is amazing.”  

Emma was surprised she could even get the words out in the face of the sight before her. Not only was it beautifully redone, but the entire space was almost exactly like the bar where they’d met. Emma felt tears stinging at her eyes, knowing that Killian had done this for her. There was clearly no end to his thoughtfulness.

“You like it then, love?” Emma turned to see his face again and nodded. He moved closer, placing one hand on her waist, the other against her cheek and looked deep into her eyes.

“I love it.”

He ducked down to lay a kiss to her lips that Emma fully immersed herself in. Even though they’d been together for a few months, now, and even though she’d come to terms with the fact that they needed the time apart to be here and now (which was a fantastic and wonderful place to be), this gesture of building the bar symbolized something. It was a physical manifestation of a second chance, at least in Emma’s mind, which was why she loved the name so much.

JR2. Killian could have gone in a completely different direction, pulling from the other locations he had back in the UK or starting with something from scratch, but he’d specifically chosen this. Now every time Emma came here, she’d think about how far they’d come to get to where they were, and how it was worth it. He’d made a sad separation a symbol of hope and to Emma that was beautiful.

“Come on love, I was hoping you’d have the first drink.” Emma smirked at him as he pulled her to the bar itself.

“If you think I’m not paying for it, then you’re crazy, Jones.”

Killian laughed at that as he poured her a glass of wine. Unsurprisingly it was delicious but when Emma asked him how much he wouldn’t respond. In the end, Emma pulled out a five-dollar bill, the one bill she had in her wallet that wasn’t crumpled or dirty. Then she broke the rules, pulling out a pen and writing something on it. She did a good job of concealing her message before flipping it over and sliding it across the bar. Then, to the surprise of Killian, she grabbed her jacket and headed out.

“Swan? Emma?” She flashed him a smile over her shoulder but didn’t say anything as she continued on her way home.

All it took was twenty seconds, twenty seconds for him to catch up to her outside just past the taverns walls. She felt his hand come around her arm and spin her around. She moved her own hands to his chest to steady herself and was convinced he was going to kiss her again, but he stopped a breath away.

“Did you mean it, love?” Emma nodded, she had meant her words, of course she had, and as Killian still held it in his hand, she glanced back down where in her handwriting it read ‘Killian, this place is perfect. Sincerely, the woman who loves you.’

“Yes, I love you.”

“Then why run?” He looked so confused that Emma couldn’t help but kiss him lightly.

“Because you worked really hard on your new bar and I didn’t want us getting carried away...” Now his grin returned full force as he pulled her even closer to him.

“The tour wasn’t quite over, Swan. See I’ve got that covered.”

Then he was pulling her back behind him into the big wooden doors of the bar. Down a back hallway, they moved quickly until arriving at Killian’s office, which not only housed a big desk and comfortable looking chair, but a lush couch as well. Content that they could do limited damage, Emma and Killian took their time, and filled JR2 with a boatload of memories of the best, and most satisfying variety.

…………..

As Emma was fantasizing about the expert use of Killian’s tongue in the aftermath of the five-dollar bill exchange, someone began clinking on a glass to get the bar’s attention. When Emma turned, she found it was David, and she smiled. As Killian’s best friend here, it made sense that David would say some words to the crowd, but Killian still seemed surprised as he stood beside him.

“Hey everyone, before we go on with the evening, I’d like to say some words of congratulations to my friend Killian.” The bar broke out into a more raucous cheer than Emma would have expected, which brought a smile to her lips as she clapped too. “Alright settle down people, he may be charming, but he’s still a man.” Everyone laughed at that.

“Is he though?” Tiana asked the table of them, keeping her eyes on Emma who quirked her mouth up.

“Is he just a man? No, he’s the best man.” Her friends’ chorus of ‘awws’ pulled the rest of the crowd’s attention and slightly embarrassed Emma. She spoke to David to deflect the attention.

“Get on with it, David. We don’t have all night.” Luckily everyone laughed again and David went on.

“Though he’s only been here a short amount of time, I think it’s safe to say that Killian Jones has carved out his place in this town. He’s found the love of one of the town’s favorite citizens and brought us a place to drink, so really he’s two for two.” More laughter but then David’s face sobered a bit.

“Truly though, we are lucky to have you Killian, and may this bar and your life in Storybrooke be everything you hope for. To Killian!”

The whole bar raised their glasses and as Emma raised hers, Killian was looking right at her with a grin. She put the wine she’d ordered to her lips and watched as his eyes flashed with that fire inside that could never seem to be put out with him. It stirred the same flurry of emotions in her and she broke their eye contact to check the old-style clock on the far wall. Only 9:03, they couldn’t cut out now. Could they? When Emma looked back up, she was startled to find Killian just before her.

“Ladies,” he did that slight bow to her friends that she’d noticed he sometimes did before dipping low to whisper in her ear. “Thoughts like that will get you in trouble, Swan.” Emma gulped and looked at him before whispering back.

“I’ve got a thing for trouble it would seem.”

Emma was a little disappointed that he was able to keep himself in control, but relished the press of his lips to hers that he did allow himself. She felt herself go breathless from the minimal contact and after whispering that she looked stunning tonight, Killian walked away as she watched after him. With anyone else Emma would be ashamed of showing the world how into him she was, but with Killian she knew this love was real and that it was safe and good to be this open with her emotions.

“Girl you are so gone over him.” Ruby’s words pulled Emma’s attention back to the table but instead of blushing or deflecting she just smiled.

“You love him!” Mary Margaret was practically exploding with energy.

“Of course she does, didn’t you notice the frame over there?”

Tiana motioned towards the five-dollar bill and upon seeing it, Ruby and Mary Margaret were sent into a tizzy again. Yet, as pleased as she was, Emma had something else in mind other than breaking down every detail of how it had come to be, and when exactly she’d known this was love and not a mere attraction. Quickly she excused herself, moving through the crowd of people, and to the back hallway. On her way, she passed Tink, one of the bartenders that Killian had hired to manage the place.

“Hey Emma!”

“Hey Tink. I bet you’re making out like a bandit tonight.” Tink grinned.

“You wouldn’t even believe. I’ll likely be in the store tomorrow. Finally going to splurge and get that necklace I saw last week.” Emma knew exactly the one she was speaking of, and made a mental note to wrap it up tomorrow for Tink as a gift. She deserved it after all she did for this place.

“He in back?” Tink nodded before heading back into the fray as Emma continued on to the office.

It was a stark contrast back here to the front of the place, and Emma could barely hear any of the rowdiness going on in the bar itself. By the time she was at the door, poised to knock, it was nothing but a faint noise in the distance. Before she could knock, however, the door flew open and there was Killian gazing at her with barely restrained desire, his hair all disheveled as if he’d run a hand through it recently. Wordlessly he pulled her inside and locked the door behind them.

“Expecting me, were you?”

He growled low as he pulled her in for a rough kiss that spiked Emma’s wanting. His tongue was demanding, his need evident as he moved against her and she felt his arousal pressed against her. Her own hands twined in his hair where it nearly touched his collar and she arched for more closeness, needing more from him right now.

“Took you long enough to find your way, Swan.” His hand rose up her thigh, past the hem of the red dress she’d worn tonight and she couldn’t think about anything but needing him right now.

“Fuck, love, you’re bare under here.” The words were uttered out with hoarseness as they passed his lips, as his fingers sank into her waiting heat and his thumb brushed across her needy clit. “Tell me your mine.”

“I’m yours Killian, always.”

That was all he needed to hear and he carried her over to the desk, which Emma noted was already cleared of most of its contents. Placing her down, and widening her legs, he knelt before her and Emma sharply inhaled. She knew that in seconds his mouth would be exactly where she wanted it, and had a second-long fantasy about how it would feel, just to experience the real thing, which was so much better. Where he was rough and demanding before, he was slow and meticulous this time, driving Emma crazy. She wanted hard and fast, and she knew he knew that.

“Killian, please.” He smiled against her and she nearly groaned out loud. He loved doing this, loved drawing things out so that she was practically begging, and though right now she hated it, it was really only fair, since she always did the same.

“As you wish love.”

He returned to his task with a renewed purpose, kissing and sucking and nipping at her tender flesh when his fingers came to join. It took no time at all under the new rhythm for Emma to break apart, and though his name left her lips louder than she should have let it, she didn’t care. All she cared about was getting him inside her right fucking now.

When Killian had righted himself, Emma immediately moved to the button of his pants, making quick work of lowering them and the briefs beneath, then, without warning, she pushed him back onto the couch and watched as his eyes flared with more desire. Much as he liked to be in charge, she knew he wanted her in control just as much. As crazy with lust and love as she was, he was just as bad, and she took advantage of that as she straddled him. She moved slowly, taking him inch by pain staking inch and Killian growled low.

“Fuck, Emma, not tonight, love. I can’t do slow tonight.” She nipped at his bottom lip and smiled.

“You were all about slow before. Made me beg and everything.”

“For the love of all good things, Swan, I beg you to have mercy on me.”

She chuckled low at that, but then he thrust upwards and it turned into a sharp moan. Killian had a good point, slow sounded really lackluster when he put it like that, and so she did show mercy. Hard and fast was exactly where they went, and all it took was a soft brush of her clit by Killian at just the right moment to have her tumbling over the edge and him following right behind.

“We just did that.” Emma mused after they’d cleaned themselves up and Killian grinned, kissing her lightly on the cheek.

“Aye love, just as we did last night.” Emma shook her head, her eyes growing wider.

“No, but this time there were people out there. What if someone heard us?” Killian’s gaze changed from humor filled to serious and was that… anger?

“No one heard us love. And if they did, and anyone makes any remarks, you tell me and I’ll handle them.” His ferocity shouldn’t have been this hot, but it was. Her hand came up to his chest and she smiled once more.

“It wouldn’t be the worst thing, you know. Everyone would have an idea of just how much you belong to me and vice versa.” That had Killian’s seriousness melting a little bit and she pulled him by the collar of her shirt for another kiss.

“We should probably be good for the rest of the evening, though.” He nodded and extended his hand, to lead her back out.

“How about a dance then, love? I may have to be the gentleman, but I don’t think I can go the whole night without you in my arms once more.” She followed him back down the hallway and smiled.

“A dance sounds great.”

Post-Note: The fluffiness of this fic (and the smuttiness that always seems to follow) made writing it so fun. It’s somehow just as enjoyable to read it the second time, however. I forgot all of these little details, and being reminded is always the best. Anyway, thank you all for reading and I hope you have a lovely weekend!

[kurtty-drabbles]

House of M- redone (part 9)

N/A: This story is close to being wrapped and as always I will not make a sequel. I hope the ending is ok.

@tieflingteeth

@dannybagpipesarecalling  @muninandhugin

The breakthrough about Lady Mastermind participating in the lastest attempts is all thanks to Mystique and a good connection with Logan- the rich playboy is living a good life but his ears still work- warrant a meeting with the Witch Queen and every single Red guard present, leastwise, all the important ones.

And sure, Kitty Pryde is present in the meeting. Once, Kitty confessed to Jubilee she would love to be in a Red guard meeting if this could mean she can be close to the famous Witch Queen. Yes, Kitty knew it was just a fan-fantasy and it wouldn´t be real.

"Why is she here?" Mystique asked solicited leering at Kitty. Her golden eyes fixed on her two children. Rogue crosses her arms and looks away, Kurt is nonchalant about the whole ordeal, while Kitty, in all her wisdom, is staring at Mystique.

Wanda is too used by the Darkholme clan to mind their shenanigans- Pietro rolls his eyes and Lorna is always amused- and one clear of her throat is enough to stop whatever was stirring in the Darkholme clan and all eyes are focused on Wanda.

(Lorna is holding the little Billy and Tommy as Wanda doesn´t trust to let them alone lately nor Lorna wants to be left out of the debate)

(Billy and Tommy are too little to know how dangerous the situation truly is. All they know is that they are here)

"Now we´re all here to discuss what to do about Lady Mastermind" her voice demands respect and all eyes are present for the famous witch queen.

Scarlet eyes stare back. Wanda is anything but powerless.

"What does she wants with Genosha?" Kitty asked too bravely and inwardly cringing as all eyes are present and facing the small figure- Kurt holds her hand unobtrusively and Kitty can feel his ungloved hand nicely- gulping loudly she carries on. "No one wakes up and decides to cause chaos and I know Magneto and Mastermind used to work together"

Kitty notices the apprehensive from the royal family and adds swiftly. "I say this thanks to the textbooks and many videos about them"

Pietro snaps at such revelation. "Wait, I thought those videos were banned"

Lorna regards Kitty cooly. The woman tries to remember how the royal children have a tumultuous past with Magneto. A young mutant may say Magneto is right, but, his kids can also say how he´s a terrible father.

It's a real tragedy for the man who is immortalized as an activist for mutants is now forever and ever denied any semblance of love by his only family.

"Not all the videos, some are still available, his fight in New York, for example, is still show by everyone in the globe. In that fight, everyone can see Mastermind and Magneto fighting with their enemies and each other" Kitty concludes her case.

Wanda studies her. Such red eyes and the woman is not above pretending her crimson eyes aren´t intimidating.

"Mastermind had a desire for Genosha, one my father never fulfill. You think his daughter carries such insult as it was direct to her?" Wanda asked and no one is sure if this is a rhetorical question or not.

Mystique is the one to interject. "It wouldn´t be the first. Many people in the past often believe to have a claim to Genosha...but, if its not about the land... then could be about " her golden eyes travel to Billy and Tommy. "your family...is very interesting to some people"

Pietro inhales starkly. "That too wouldn´t be the first time...and we´ll face them and win, again"

Lorna pipes in. "Pietro is right, it wouldn´t be the first time someone..." her green eyes land on the two little boys who are playing on their phones now. "tried to harm us...plus, Wanda is really powerful...only a fool would try to fight her"

Wanda sighs weakly. "I´m not all-powerful. I´m still human and I can still die like everyone else...That´s why I need a plan, I need to know Genosha and my family will be safe"

Kitty never saw Wanda in such a position before. Sure, when they broadcast the Witch Queen the media shows this woman who is God in a red dress. No one ever imagined or wanted to imagine she is just as human as the rest.

Rogue takes the reign of the conversation. "Kitty mentioned that fight in New York, well, I saw that fight too, and apparently Mastermind had some allies. Some died, some are still alive and this gave me a lead" Rogue has that winning smirk.

Mystique is exasparated. Are all of her children enjoying secret investigations?

"Turns out, the man had 4 marriages and had 4 daughters, one of them is in Genosha right now" Rogue is revealing as this is a story and it´s getting closer to the climax.

Kitty stares at Kurt who is too used to the level of the flare of his dear older sister.

"Her name is Pixie or how she was once called Megan Gwynn" Rogue reveals triumphantly. "A teleport and magic-user that is enrolled at Emma´s school"

Silence reigns as Rogue were expecting. "So, I took the deliberately to ask Megan to come to one of the stations and have a nice chat with Kwannon"

"Wait, if she´s a magic-user can´t she magic her way up with Kwannon?" Kurt asked in pure concern. After all, magic users are wild cards. Thankfully, Wanda doesn´t take offense in that.

Kitty can picture the scene of this young girl in the station having to deal with Kwannon. One of the best telepaths after Jean Grey. "Where is her mother? Was she in Genosha all alone?"

Is ethical to interrogate a young girl without her parents even in this situation? I think not.

"Oh, she was with relatives in Genosha, an aunt but that was fake" Rogue answers.

Wanda and Pietro don´t like where this is going.

Kitty is the one to pinder about Pixie´s safety.

After all, she could have been one of her students...

[kurtty-drabbles]

House of M Redone part 5

N/A: I got Netflix but I´ll not let my writing stop. Here we go, Kurt, you´re so whipped.

@dannybagpipesarecalling @muninandhugin @tieflingteeth

The school has upholds many traditions, smaller and bigger, among teachers and students. It was a way to bond with the old and next generation. So far, so good. Except, a new novelty roaming around the halls and classroom. 

Said novelty is nothing more or less than Nightcrawler, one of the most famous Red guards. Whispers, speculations, including some autographs-sometimes, follow by requests of petting his fur- however, what fuels the rumors are two facts:

1) Nightcrawler is taking his time to visit one person.

2) The said person is none other than Kitty Pryde.

Kitty is spotting a new hairstyle. Fluffy and Jewish style will never out of the menu but is possible to change a few things. So, Kitty has a wavy short style.

(Kitty hairstyle)

At this very moment, Kitty is reading some essays with a knee eye to any strange line regards Namor- some of her students have mothers who like to help in the essays. Some mothers have an extreme adoration- causing an exasperated sigh.

"Oh my God, if I read another line about Namor´s abs..." Kitty taps her pen in a nervous tick. One time, two times, furthermore three times. Now, she´s writing something in the essay. "Tell your mother I´m not interested in knowing about Namor´s sex life...doubt his dick could have stopped the grand war! But rest assured he did try" 

"So, not a fan of Namor?" a male voice draws in. Kitty humms in agreement as she picks another essay.   Doe-eyes lift up to see Nightcrawler smirking at her. "He can be a hassle to deal, let me tell you that... he and his fangirls" mentally add and his obsession with Sue Storm

"Hello, Nightcrawler, what a surprise to see you, in my office, may I help you? Soon, we´ll dive into the history of the Red Guards...I´ll spares no one of my witty" she promises.

"As I would expect of such a teacher like you" Kurt´s smooth line must be appreciated. "I´m here to ask for a favor. Kitty, would you like to go with me to the royal ball? The royal family has many parties and gatherings and I, as a member of the Red Guard, must attend and be on my best behavior" Kurt notes sagely how her doe eyes are glued on his golden ones.

"Oh, you mean ...no orgies?" her question is childish, filled with innocence as her grin got wider.

Kurt wrinkles at this. His fangirls seem to appreciate his sexy appeal too much sometimes.

"No, no orgies." is important to emphasize this as strongly as possible. Again, some of his fandoms really enjoy Kurt´s sex appeal. "But I do need to be on my best behavior..."

Kitty´s eyes look down as her fingers tap on her desk. She looks up again to send the pitiful stare Kurt ever saw. "Oh, elf, I´m so sorry...who is this stupid lady that refused you? Look" she clicks her tongues and has a contemplative expression written on her face. "I´m a big fan of enemies to lovers and all that, but in real life, if a lady says no...date another lady won´t make her magically love you. LET IT GO, elf"

Kurt can only narrow his eyes at this. " Are you...using Frozen/Disney jokes on me?"

Kitty is the image of the innocent. As usual.

"There´s no other girl, just you" Kurt promised never seeing the appeal of dating a girl to make another jealous. "I must say...your self-deprecating humor is not flattering" smirks at her expression. 

"So, let me get this straight, you" points to Kurt vehemently with her pen. "could have any lady to the royal ball and for some reason, one I´m not getting, you want to go with me? What about them?" the pen now points to the pair of eyes staring at them with wide eyes.

It took a minute for Kurt to look. It took a minute for all of them to leave.

"I want to go with you....I feel you, in all your wisdom and wit, won´t let me go to an orgy party" humor is the best weapon. Case and point, Kitty smiles at this.

"Well, I would love to...but, you know, in the program X...they didn´t add in my DNA how to dance and talk to royals" Kurt pouts. Kitty smiles- one must observe, as Kurt did, how her face is perfect to smile- the answer to such line is being waited for.

"You´ll never let me forget that, will you?"

"NOPE"

"Fine, I deserve, I guess. I still think it was strange a ..." thread this line with a clear mind and common sense. "civilian, I would say civilian, manage to handle the situation with Juggernaut so calmly"

"Elf, I´m a teacher...Juggernaut is nothing compared to that" winks at him. "Ok, guess I pick you up at 19hs?"

The nerve of this woman.

Then her face gets serious. "Look, I have to ask...what happened to nurse..." Kitty and embarrassed shouldn´t walk together. She puts her hands in front of her chest to make a point. "you know, the nurse I have a big personality?"

Oh, the nerve of this woman.

"Christine...well, she won´t bother us, I hope"

"She seems ...good"

"You can say she´s not very bright, she asked me if I was German"

"Normally, I hate a man calling another woman dumb or anything like that, but...yeah, in this case...I feel you. Is she alright?"

"Finally got we´ll never happen and took a job in Chicago"

"Well, good for her"

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(Emma´s dress)

Emma Frost is more than used to those social events. Having her school, and her name as well, in such high regard means doors are open for her.  The events that almost happen to her students have prevented only thanks to Juggernaut´s stupidity and Emma is well-aware of that.

Oh, right. Kitty and a certain Red Guard are in this equation as well. Not that Emma needs to point this one out.

Oh, speaking on the devil. Emma´s blue eyes narrow as she notices Kitty Pryde, of all people, present in the entrance gate having her arms locked with a certain Red Guard. Oh, Nightcrawler, you´re as subtle and discreet as an elephant in a china store.

Felicia Hardy is Black Cat. Felicia Hardy is a businesswoman and right now, Emma´s date. Coming closer to Emma´s ear to whisper always have double meanings. "Is that...Nightcrawler?"

Nightcrawler is really that popular.

Emma wouldn´t want to introduce herself or have to speak with Kitty Pryde. Sadly,  Black Cat has other ideas.

"Oh my god, you´re Nightcrawler, sorry, that sounds stupid. You know who you are. I just want to say I´m a fan" Felicia speaks in an amicable tone and shakes hands with the azzure man.

Her eyes notice Kitty. Kitty, for her part, was too busy sending death glares to Emma. It was a mutual action.

"Oh, you must be Kitty Pryde, Emma told me a lot about you" Felicia smirks. "anyone who can make the great White Queen nervous is a powerful foe"

Kitty now is taken back by this line. "She used to parade around wearing a corset and nothing else"

"Only because you know it looks good on me...not my fault you have a problem with your body"

"Oh, Emma, don´t confuse my ability to use pants to shame over my body. And for the records, all those plastic surgeons ...and no change on your terrible personality" Kitty has a mock concern expression.

Emma won´t dare to cause a scene. Not tonight.

"Nightcrawler, careful with this one. She´s a handful" Emma decides to say only this. Felicia and Emma are holding hands and walking away.

Kurt couldn´t leave this reply without a proper answer. "Oh, God. I hope so. I hope she´s the kind of the woman my mother warned about"

Emma has no response. Felicia is cackling. Kitty is looking at her shoes- if anyone asks, she can say how she was admiring such expensive shoes. Only that- and Kurt wonders if that is the right thing to say.

(Kitty´s dress)

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(Wanda´s dress)

Wanda Maximoff is the Witch Queen, as most of her followers and family love to call her, and while she understands traditions and its importance...she must confess how this gathering almost didn´t happen. Wanda is as social as a person can be. 

Tonight, she´s on the edge. Lorna and Pietro aren´t good actors to pretend otherwise.

"Anyone wants booze?" Lorna suggests already with some drinks in hand.

"Sure, but I can´t get drunk" Pietro confessed. "thanks to my powers"

"Wanda?" Lorna asked as Wanda is looking Cap Marvel guiding the boys around - a subtle body-guard. A powerful body-guard- her eyes snap back to Lorna as the other is offering drinks to Wanda.

"Yes, please. I´m not feeling this is a good idea...After everything, I feel we´re sitting ducks waiting to be attacked"

"Wanda...you´re not alone, ok? We´re here to protect you, and everyone else. Let´s be real, not the first time a villain wants to conquer Genosha" Lorna half-joke. No one seems to get her sense of humor.

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Kitty was admiring the view. Not Kurt, if he asks, but the people in general. Everyone is so famous and important. Hell, even Emma Frost is important. If her eyes linger on Kurt´s handsome face is only to prove how important he is.

After all, Nightcrawler is the famous Red Guard. The fact he´s here with her still seems a dream.

"Am I that handsome?" Kurt asked smiling showing a part of his fangs.

"I think you know this by now...I´m just impressed by how much important people are here" Kitty confessed. Too honest. Too raw and too afraid at the same time.

"Yeah, everyone here is important"

"I know"

"Even you"

"What?"

Kurt feels this is a small victory. Especially seeing her blushing face. A small victory.

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The Queen is not one to ignore heroes. So, once she caught the word Nightcrawler and the famous teacher Pryde are present in her ball, Wanda makes her mission to at least say hi to them.

Poor woman! if she hasn´t thought quickly...her students...

The Queen needs no introductions. Everyone knows her face. Kitty´s eyes widen and without thinking much-if she was thinking at all- she makes a bow and puts her right hand´s palm in her forehead and speaks this line.

"Enchanted to meet you, Witch Queen"

It came out so naturally. Kitty wonders if someone is controlling her movements or something because she feels too abashed to say anything else.

Kurt is at a loss for words here.

Wanda claps her hands together. "Oh, a fellow witch too?" her eyes are glowing. For once, not with her power.

"No, Your Highness. One of my students is a witch and goes to the Cackle Academy in the summer. Her parents believe in education in the magic system and in the mutant system...and I can always learn something new"

Better be honest with the Witch Queen.

Is the wise decision as Wanda nods in approval.

"Still, it's nice to see people paying respects to the Witchcraft rituals. Anyway, you´re Katherine Anne Pryde. I...just want to say how brave you were for dealing with Juggernaut until the Red Guards arrived" Wanda speaks with poison. As a real Witch Queen should.

"Well, he didn´t want to lead me any sword...I had to be creative" Kitty responds.

Wanda chuckles and nods. "You´re creative enough. Maybe next time, Nightcrawler can lean one of his swords" and adds. "still, I´m happy you and your students are unharmed and I promise you...this won´t happen again"

Kurt is really at a loss for words here.

Wanda excuse herself as she has to talk with the Queen of Wakanda. Ororo Monroe.

"Katzchen...what are you?"

"At this moment, I don´t know...Kurt, can I stay the rest of the night holding your arm?"

"Please"

"Thank you"

[kurtty-drabbles]

House of M Redone (part 6)

N/A: I didn´t put Reagan doing her evil-doing yet...time to correct that.

@muninandhugin @dannybagpipesarecalling @tieflingteeth

The party went on without a hitch. While one can argue this is not a fun party for young children- as the two princes are seeing walking around with their uncle in tow- no one can accuse this party of being indecent, so, therefore, there´s nothing stopping the presence of the twins.

Only they seem to disagree with this notion. Grimaces and pouting are their trademark response. Yes, this is a party safe for children but is not a fun one either.

Kitty covers her mouth at the sight of the young princes. The curves of her smile are too noticeable for a pair of golden eyes, of course, this observation is purely professional. See, Kurt takes his duties seriously.

"What?" her tone is saccharine and light as brown eyes are back to golden ones. "Have you personally meet the princes?"

He sent her a quizically stare. "Of course, they´ll be my bosses one day, so to speak, but...no child would think a party full of adults is cool...should see how they are with parties for their age" Kurt chuckles remembering that incident very well.

Kitty´s interest increase. "Is that a subtle way to ask me out again?"

"Well...I can´t ask you out as there´s no party planned ...yet" Kurt states and Kitty nods her head sagely. Dropping the subject for now. Looking around, no one can fault the young princes for being bored, because, Kurt is feeling a bit jaded himself too.

"Hey, wanna see something new?" whispering in her ear is totally necessary, after all, the music is being too loud. Sure, the music was not loud enough to "cloud" other´s people´s conversations. 

Kurt is paying attention to details.

Kurt is guiding her to the balcony. The colors of beige, golden and white follow the interior and exterior of the palace as Kitty can tell. The balcony has a privileged view of Genosha in all is wondrous.

Her mouth is agape for a few seconds. Kurt can let a smirk takes place for a few seconds too.

"Genosha is beautiful" her tone is breathless. In front of her is Genosha, all its light, are structures and its shadow. Kitty´s home is beautiful and she allows herself to relax. "Your childhood was here?"

"Nien" Kurt responds letting his weight rest on the balcony admiring his date, of course, is important to point out Kurt has professional reasons for that and nothing more. "Born in Germany" is not confidential information. "In Bavaria, my father is a count from there" again, not super-confidential, nor is something Kurt talks so freely.

Kitty blinks at him 3 times. "Oh, you really have blue blood then?" she asked now admiring the night. The moon is full and the stars are glowing. Maybe, they´re glowing for the Witch- Queen, or maybe is because Genosha has a low-level of pollution.

There´s a third option that is even sillier than thinking Wanda make the stars shinning. Kitty is not a romantic fool and won´t be one now. Her avert to the moon only as her pout is in place.

The third option is a lie. Always.

Kurt shurgs. A man with too many words usually means nothing. Is one of his father´s old saying.

"Enjoy the party?" Kurt asks confidently not minding Kitty staring so fixated on the moon. 

Kitty bites her lips. "I´m surprised, I thought you were using me to make someone jelly" Kitty can see the frown on his handsome blue face. "I kid, I kid. But in all honesty...this was a fun night" Kitty replies now looking his frown vanish.

"I´m glad...I usually don´t bring dates for those events, but, you know...I have to give a good impression"

Kitty nods. "Well, you´ll be happy to know that when I was part of the project GLADOS one of our top priorities is how to cause a superb impression in noble events" she winks at him.

"Sadly, we learn on the hard way the cake is a lie" she whispers in his pointy ear.

A deadpan stare is a response enough from Kurt. "Really? Portal to a teleport? You´ll never let me live this one down, will you?"

Kitty winks at him again.

Kurt only groans in response.

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Suddenly, a commotion takes place, people start to run away and the words fire is the only thing anyone needs to hear. Kurt is the Red Guard and he puts his duties first. "Kitty, we need to get out" And he didn´t wait for a reply not take into account her surprised look as Kurt is more than willing and cable to teleport them away from the palace.

Once Kitty is on the floor and still looks at him funny. Kurt needs to clarify. "The palace is on fire" his urgency only further her confusion.

"Kurt, what are you talking about? There´s no fire" and her eyes land to see the palace completely fine.

And Kurt land to see the palace on fire. Kurt is the Red Guard. The man is ready to teleport and save the day along with his fellow Red Guard when Kitty puts her hand on his shoulder.

"Kurt, listen to me...there´s no fire...is all an illusion"

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Carol Danvers is one of the most powerful Avengers ever. To the point, Captain Marvel, the once Mar-Vell, saw something in Carol that was worthy to be his successor.

Of course, some people took negatively when Mar-Vell selects a woman to fill the role, so to speak, and of course, many rumors fly. It didn´t help Carol in the slightest the fact she used to date Mar-Vell- nevermind the fact it was way before she even discover her powers or even consider herself a heroine- some people are more than willing to be extremely petty if a woman takes the role.

Her blue eyes travel to where Wanda is. The Scarlet Witch. The strongest person Carol ever meet. A smile curls on her face as her sons gravitated towards her. Literally now.

Wanda and Carol are friends. Having friends is enough to face anything.

"FIRE!" is all Carol can hear as suddenly everything is pure chaos. 

She starts helping everyone to leave. She missed Wanda´s confused glare the Scarlet Witch.

"Everyone follow me" Carol starts using her Photon powers to put off the fire.

Wanda is completely confused as well as her sons and one of the guests, Ororo Monroe.

Carol is not the type to prank or trash places for no reason. Neither is Pietro and Lorna who are doing their best to put the fire out.

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Outside of the palace, Kurt stares at Kitty for a solid minute. "An illusion? Then how come are you not being affected?"

Kitty blinks at this and sighs. "I´ve several students who have abilities similar...I got some immunity" better leave out how some teachers still struggle with illusions and how Jubilee is a victim of those...still.

(That´s how she meets Jono. He´s also immune to illusions and often stands by to help)

Kurt takes a deep sigh and looks at the fire once again. "Is not that I don´t believe you, I do...but I can´t stay still...even if the fire is an illusion, I´m a Red Guard, my loyalty goes to Genosha first and foremost" his tone is firm and without waiting any minute more. Kurt teleports.

Kitty watches the palace. Still no fire.

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Kurt found Rogue in a minute-no one mentions how Rogue and Captain Marvel are working together- and while Kurt can see the fire, and 50% of people are behaving as one would do if you´re trapped in a fire trap of death. Kurt has enough common sense to notice the other 50% who is looking at the rest as if this is a poor and tasteless joke and is drinking without fear.

"There´s no fire...is an ILLUSION" Kurt recalls Kitty´s words.

Rogue and Cap Marvel send quizically stare at him.

Emma Frost has Felicity clung in her arm. "Oh, please, that´s all about? Of course, there´s no fire...any telepath worth of their salt can see this" Emma states.

Wanda supports Emma´s claim now seeing the bigger picture.

Kurt has a duty to uphold. Fire or no fire. "Everyone follows me, we'll leave the palace calmly. There´s no fire...is all an Illusion. It can´t hurt you" and so, a long queue is formed with people trying to be calm.

Some are using their powers to put out the invisible fire even if Kurt explains is no need.

Wanda wants answers.

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Blink wears 

Reagan wears

Everyone is outside. The guests, the staff, including, of course, the royal family. Wanda used her powers- Emma offered to help, but it was a poor choice as Wanda is furious someone dares to do this to her home- in a minute everyone saw how never was any fire or danger.

Kurt looks discreetly at Kitty. She was right. Again. He can only send a thankfully smile towards her. She gets the message.

Meanwhile, a blonde woman with blue eyes and a black dress walks away not paying mind to anyone nor is anyone paying any mind to her. People are still speculating about the fire.

A woman with pink skin offers her arm to said blonde woman. "Reagan, is everything went as you planned?" she asked with a calm tone. Again, no one is paying them any mind.

Reagan smiles at her. "Blink, not even I could have predicted this...let´s go...take me home" and in a blink of eyes. The two women are gone.

[kurtty-drabbles]

House of M au - Redone (part 2)

N/A: Let´s continue this au. I think.

@dannybagpipesarecalling @djinmer4 @tieflingteeth @muninandhugin

The Red Guard is a conception as old as Genosha itself-which is a bit ironic as Genosha is not as older as some people seem to consider- and Raven Darkholme is one of the few people that know how old Genosha truly is. Raven Darkholme is a shapeshifter and installs the idea of never asking a shapeshifter her/his age is a taboo that shouldn´t be disclosed.

Kurt Wagner Darkholme is one of few people to know sure secret and promises to take to his grave-an inside joke among son and mother-although, right now, his mind is far too focused on recent events to care for jokes.

Passing through some of his co-workers. Kurt slams the door to his mother´s office and is a pair of golden eyes look out, somehow bored at this entrance- Kurt has the mind to use his tail to close the door- and crosses his arms as he is ready to drop the bomb. "Who is Kitty Pryde?"

Raven Darkholme couldn´t be more bored with this question if she wanted. "Hi, son! how are you, son? Me? I´m fine, thanks for asking" her tone is dry as her eyes are back to the papers. You see, the Red Guards are all about action and it´s also involved in lots of paperwork.

Kurt doesn´t look too chastised at this. "I´m talking about Juggernaut´s accident...by the way, will Marko Kurt" and he looks deadpan by the fact a criminal shares the same name as him. "will be put in maximum security?"

Now, Raven shows her teeth. Is a fitting metaphor for the fearsome leader of the Red Guard. "Actually, Marko is powerless without his magic helmet...he´ll put in the common criminal cellar, along with the other common criminals" and her smile looks more devious. "As we´d inform him how his precious helmet is being melted...no more magic helmet" and Kurt arch his eyebrows at this.

"And it is?"

"Oh, Kurt...does it really matters?"

And this debate-and any moral implication- is deemed over. Well, Kurt Wagner disagrees. "mother, please" he pleads now and is unwavering sincere. "In the Juggernaut case...a woman, a civilian as far I can tell" and Kurt is showing such suspicious on his face is almost comic. Almost. "and she faces Juggernaut on her own and even had the nerve to ask for one of my swords ..." Kurt states. Raven is bored again.

"Kurt, if I were to give a fuck to every lady you meet that do anything to jump into your bed...I would be like this" and her face twist to an old crone with white hair and bad teeth. Kurt is not amused. "So, I do not see the big picture only you see"

"She stands Juggernaut...how many people can do that and be still alive?" and Kurt grins as Raven is no longer bored. "My point is, what if she´s from the Project X?" and now Raven is giving him her sole attention.

"Kurt, we dismantled that program way before you were even born. Way before Rogue was even born..." Raven commence. "Logan James Howlett is one of the last candidates...and he´s spending his life as a rich playboy...if, and I want to be clear here on the if, IF this woman is from the project X...why she would content herself in being a history teacher?" and Raven feels she struck a nerve on Kurt.

"Look, I´d not know. OK? Logan is a special case on its own. Maybe she wanted to have some normalcy...my point is: I need your permission to access the big data. I need to know more about this woman, if she´s part of the program X...we need to know...what if she gets some power up? Laura suffered that and if we´re not there...things would have turned grimly for everyone" Kurt concludes somewhat smugly. His reason has some base.

Raven rests her face on the palms of her hands. "Denial!" and it shocks her son´s to the very core. "I´ll not authorize privacy invasion for a flimsy excuse, yes, she may be from the program X, but, let´s be honest...there like 1% or less of a chance of being true...son, hear me out" now Raven is pleading. As a mother. Never as a leader. "the program was closed years ago. This Kitty Pryde is not from the Program X...but, if you feel there´s something wrong about her...you don´t need to use our data" she stops and looks at her only son.

"You´re Kurt Wagner" she starts in a sing-song tone. And Kurt starts to use the name Mom as a warning. "The heartthrob of Genosha...what lady would refuse such the Amazing Nightcrawler!" and she has a wide grin on her face and Kurt is completely bemused.

"Thanks, that´s useless"

"Anytime, son"

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The Sunshine School is not one of the elite- even if the name gives this impression- and it includes many professionals that are doing their best for the future generation of Genosha. There´re a majority of mutant teachers- a rule Magneto created in his first year and is hard to ignore it- however, there´re some humans working in the school as well.

Right now, Jono Starmore is teaching the kids about telepathy. Of course, as the man is mute. His entire class is in silence- if one is to look from outside, it sure paints an odd picture- as the teaching carries on.

Jubilation Lee is watching the class- Telepathy 101- from afar and is not thinking the scene is too strange. She watches as Jono being still and showing little changes in his expression and makes the mistake of making a soft sigh. A mistake the other teachers caught on pretty quick.

"Oh, someone is in love!" Bobby teased. And Monet-who is doing her nails- didn´t need to look up to Jubilation or Bobby to see what´s the image is being folded. "Jubilee is so obvious. Too obvious...is pathetic and adorable at the same time" and Jubilee remembers she promised to the principal she wouldn´t kill Monet- she made a promise and she is trying to uphold. She´s trying- even if the temptation is strong.

"I´m not sure what you guys are talking about...I´m just happy we have a telepath that has some morals....unlike your old buddy, Emma...how is she, Monet?" Jubilee hissed as Monet looks unimpressed.

"Still being the White Bitch we know. We love and we hate" Monet summarizes the situation in one line. "And you? Done pinning over a silent boy?"

Kitty pipes in. Her coffee is not that great, but, will keep her awake until she has time to take a nice nap. "Hey, leave her alone. If she has a crush" Jubilee vehemently denies even if she´s blushing. "let her deal with that. Teasing will not help our dear friend who is crushing someone"

"Et Tu, Kitty?"

And there´s an easy feeling among them. Bad coffee is more agreeable if you have a good company. It even helps to forget problems in the past.

Jubilee changes the subject quickly. "So, Kitty...how was facing Juggernaut?" and people forget about Jubilee´s crush-for now- as they bomb Kitty with questions.

Payback!

"Uhm...it was ok...I meet Nightcrawler...also I saw Rogue punching Juggernaut"

"Rogue?! She´s the coolest!" they all agreed. _______________________________________________________________________________________

"I mean, you saw Rogue!" Bobby is walking with Kitty as they´re responsible to clean the small festival their class made. Bobby is almost jumping like a little boy who got a present way earlier. "How is she?" and Kitty almost laughs.

"No one going to ask if I´m alright?" inquires poorly faking being angry. Kitty is not a great actress.

"Are you Kitty Pryde, right?" is all Bobby can respond. They pick the trash-the students abused in ribbons and glitter for their small festival- and are moving outside to throw away in the correct garbage can. "I can totally believe you punch God in the face...you and Monet have that bitch energy"

"I´ll not take offended because I know you and Monet. So, instead, I´ll say ...thank you"

"But aside seeing Rogue in all her awesomeness. You meet Nightcrawler...is he as handsome as the photos promise?" only Bobby to make this question. No, actually, many people would make this question.

Kitty mulls for a minute. Oh, many ladies would say how handsome he is. Kitty? She has to think about it. "He has golden eyes..."

"Man...you see Rogue and Nightcrawler and didn´t get an autograph?"

"Nah...Rogue was too busy and Nightcrawler was working...plus, my students record the whole exchange" Kitty promises to show the videos if Bobby truly wants to see. Kitty didn´t even need to ask. However, as they´re about to return to the school. Something happens. Rather...someone happens.

"KATYA!" his Russian voice is too familiar to Kitty and it can´t be no one else but Piotr Rasputin. "Are you cheating me with this man?" and Bobby is really confused.

"I´m gay buddy, and even if I wasn´t...she doesn´t seem to want to see you" and this was the wrong thing to say as Piotr is furious and is marching like a bull without thinking twice.

Bobby´s ice is strong, sadly, for once...Piotr´s stubbornness is beyond any logic and the ice is the first victim. Kitty touches Bobby making him and her unchangeable. And she quickly phases him down as Piotr is not thinking clearly.

"So...that´s your ex?"

"That´s my biggest mistake!"

___________________________________________________________________________________________ Kurt is more than aware of his effects on women. He´s acutely aware how some ladies do eye him different-his big sister often jokes she can go anywhere with him without a lady trying to flirt with him- accordingly, follow his mother´s suggestion wouldn´t be an impossible choice, however, Kurt is trying not to be a manslut-there´re limits he needs to respect and he needs and wants the ladies to respect his own limits- Kurt wants to know more about this history teacher.

Arriving in her school wouldn´t be too stalkerish-Oh, he sure hopes not- as he wants to inform her about the Juggernaut's case-nothing fair in this scenario and certainly not problematic on his part- as soon Kurt arrives in the school...he sees a man cover in metal slamming his fist on the ground shouting the word "Katya" like a lunatic.

And Kurt has to rescue whoever this Katya is. Fighting a man with metal skin is a tricky situation- Rogue would punch his face and be done. Oh, how he sometimes envy her super-strength- But thanks to his swords and his teleportations prowess. The lunatic was defeated.

And a woman phased in with another man. Kitty Pryde looks at the unconscious Piotr Rasputin and back to Kurt. "He´s not dead...he´s drowsy...is he your husband?" Kurt asked not sure what to ask. He saw this behavior with abusive husbands in the past.

Kitty frowns. "No, thank god...what will happen with him?"

Kurt looks at her. She looks shaken-rightfully so- and at the same time, her eyes hold a fury-direct to Piotr. Not Kurt, an important detail to notice- and then looks at her companion. "If you press charge...he´ll be arrested and won´t be able to hurt you or anyone else ever again"

Kitty is looking at Bobby as if asking his opinion. "That lunatic almost killed us...yes, let´s press charge..."

Kitty looks ashamed. "I should have press charges way back" she mutters and looks way different from the first time Kurt saw it- Kurt won´t lie and say he has any sympathize for Piotr- "I´ll press charges as well" _____________________________________________________________________________________

Queen Wanda is not exactly happy to know her sons- her precious boys- were almost kidnapped and it was thanks to the wannabe kidnapper´s stupidity that this grim scenario didn´t happen. In fact, she´s happy it wasn't her kids or even an innocent kid.

However, she´s the Queen. And a Queen shouldn´t let this incident goes by without taking some action. So, Pietro and Lorna are discussing what could lead Juggernaut, of all people, to try to kidnap the princes of Genosha.

"Juggernaut is strong and dumb...so, he wouldn´t come with this idea alone...or would he?" Wanda begins.

"He´s not a mutant, right? Are we sure this isn´t just a case of Mutant envy? Look, you´re really, really powerful and some humans seem to think you can give and take powers" Lorna adds to the conversation.

"Are we sure this has nothing to do with our father?" Pietro asked and Wanda sighs as she knows where this will go. Lorna and Pietro have different views in regards to Magneto.

"Pietro, the man is not even here...why he would do this with his own grandchildren?"

"Why he would try to kill his own kids?"

"Enough!" Wanda cuts them before the argument gets uglies. "Pietro, Magneto is not here...and Lorna, Magneto will forever be a bad memory for us, please, respect this"

"Look...what if Wakanda influenced Juggernaut?" Pietro pipes in and Lorna seems to take this idea.

"Yeah, Genosha and Wakanda aren´t allies nor enemies...and again, Wanda, you´re so powerful...people are bound to want some leverage against you"

Wanda frowns at such words.

"Let´s look at this way, maybe this is an isolated case...and we´ll not have to worry, but, if not...we can be ready to do whatever it can to protect Genosha and our family" Pietro promised and Wanda agrees.

"Revanche aka Kwanon is having a chat with Juggernaut...soon we´ll know what this man wanted...worry before time never helps anyone, sister" Lorna concludes softly and Wanda nods. She hopes this is an isolated case.

[kurtty-drabbles]

House of M- Redone (part 4)

N/A: This idea came to me in a feverish dream. Ok, thank God I wasn´t with a fever...but the idea came as if I was so...anyway. I have an idea for the villain in this story, thank God again.

@dannybagpipesarecalling @tieflingteeth @muninandhugin @djinmer4

Genosha has rules. Genosha needs rules to function even though, some misguided people seem to relish on the illusion that "if you´re a mutant, you´ve got a free pass to do anything" which the royal family is doing their best to disprove that. King Magneto´s marks still can be felt and sometimes, only sometimes, the royal family has to admire the tenacity of their father. If nothing else.

Rules are needed and no one is above law. Kurt Wagner is one of those people that work to make sure power doesn´t corrupt, at the same time, making sure power doesn´t go impune. The Red Guard has a reason to exist and Kurt has reasons to fear excess of power.

If we ever oppress the oppressed ...how can we ever dare to call us as Red Guard?

Thankfully, right now, is one of those moments where his true nature shines. "Is everyone present?" his golden eyes goes to Bobby Drake, one of Piotr´s victims or almost victims, then goes to Kitty Pryde- too silent and too composed to let anyone read her expressions- and finally to Illyana Rasputin the sister of the culprit.

"I´m waiting for my lawyer" is Yana´s only replies and she´s a reward by Roberto da Costa entering in the main office of the Red Guard´s headquarters spotting an easygoing smile. Then his eyes lock on Yana and both start talking in a different language.

Kurt follows Kitty´s expression and it seems she´s lost as well. Roberto da Costa aka Sunspot is a lawyer and was born and raised in Brazil, therefore, is no wonder he´s speaking in his native language. His golden eyes watch the scene for a moment and land back to Kitty. She too appears to be clueless about what they´re saying.

Bobby Drake, however, seems to not mind this interaction.

"Ok, I´m apart of the situation" Roberto uses a more professional tone. "I´ll represent Yana, Kitty and Bobby" his eyes linger to the Ice mutant for a moment, asking for permission, and said mutant nods solemnly. "In regards to what just happened" and faces Kurt now. No more easy-going smiles.

Kurt can be professional as well. Is his job and his career. " Piotr Rasputin was arrested for attempted murder on Bobby Drake" the ice mutant is not happy about it and shows no inclination of forgiveness. "As well to Kitty Pryde" and Kitty looks too unreliable. He doubts even Kwannon would be able to get through her mind.

Maybe ...she´s from project X after all.

"The victims present charge against the mutant, but, no one here wishes him to spend his entire life in...Rockbell" Kurt concludes and Kitty looks at Yana only nodding softly. A message was sent and Kurt is clueless about it.

"No one here wants that, but, we want justice...so, what´s the alternatives?" Roberto begins with a very pointy inquiry. "The laws of Genosha are too absolute. So as everyone here already vetted out for Rockbell, the only remain options are Expulsion, blocking off their abilities, or SweetBells!" his tone is sharp and focus.

"And I ask you, Red Guard Nightcrawler if we really have any choice here"  Roberto tries again. Kurt sighs and is bound to speak the truth. If we oppress the oppressed ...what´s the point?

"Normally, that would be a choice linked only to the victims and the system, however, it comes to our attention that Piotr Rasputin has done something similar to a man named Pete Wisdom...while he was saved by a nick of time...is still an aggravating" and his golden eyes seem to shine even more in direction to Yana Rasputin. "His options are really trim here...your brother seems to have a severe anger issue and presents to be a problem to everyone around him"

Maybe it was harsh. But, also true.

Kitty rose from her chair in the exact moment Yana, muttering something in Russian, is hiding her face behind her hands. "Is my fault...I should have done something ...when Piotr tried to kill Pete...I was naive and stupid to think he would stop..." she confessed.

And Yana slams her fists on the table hard. Too hard to the point a crack is made. "Shut up, Katya. This is not your fault...if anything, it should be mine...I saw the signs...I saw what he was becoming but...I didn´t do anything" her tone is crestfallen for a moment until her eyes shimmer a hellish hue. "My brother has demons to face and that I can understand more than anyone in this room"

No one spoke against such a claim. Magik has a heavy story.

Roberto looks at Yana and nods. "A compromise can be made. Sent him to the SweetRock and his powers will be blocked until he´s deemed to be better. Justice will be served and everyone will be in agreement" Roberto suggests.

Bobby wants to complain. Bobby wanted to complain but Kitty´s eyes stop him.

"If that happens...your brother will be there for a long while" Kurt warned. The SweetRock doesn´t work like other institutions, Piotr may as well spend his entire life in that place.

"Yes, I know, and considering what he tried to do...that´s too good for him" Yana states. "Can I go see him? Can I show him how much this displease me?" her face twisted into something demonic and Kurt almost back down. Almost.

Kitty is the voice of reason. "Yana, don´t! Anger won´t solve more anger" and again, those two send secret messages and Kurt is curious about their past.

"If Katya says so...you feel safer this way? If you prefer him to be exiled and without powers...I´ll understand" Yana has to say it.

"I did consider this...but, no...SweetRock is a good option" for you, she mentally adds. The conversation is over.

"My client, Yana Rasputin may visit her brother in the facility?"

"Not after 2 months"

"That..." Yana nods at Roberto. "is agreeable"

And the conversation shifts to insurance policies. A mutant going crazy, for whatever reason, and trying to kill you does warrant you some compensation.

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Once putting the laws aside, life goes on. Kitty is a teacher and has to continue to do her job. She can´t help feeling bad for Yana (imagine if your brother tried to kill two people in an angry fit!) and won´t lie by saying Piotr deserved worse, however, she wouldn´t dare to inflict more pain in Yana´s life.

Her nose tracks the strong scent of brimstone and turns right to see Nightcrawler again. "Hello?"

Nightcrawler is still with his uniforms. Kitty can look at him up and down and understand why he´s so popular, yet not understand why he´s here of all places.

"I came here to see you...Before the fiasco with Piotr...I wanted to tell you the Juggernaut´s case has been dealt...he won´t cause any trouble ever again" there´s conviction in his tone. Sure, Kitty will be thankful.

Kitty blinks at this and then snaps her fingers. "Oh, yes. I completely forget about this, thanks...I guess."

She...forget?

"And I´m also here to ask you..." and Kurt believes the best defense is a quick attack. "if you´re a subject from the program X"

Kitty is deadpan staring at him. Too pointy and too bemused for his like.

"No, actually I was part of the program WXYZ" and stares at him pointy.

"You´re making fun of me...aren´t you?"

"One of many qualities I learn in the WXZY is subtle" and wink at him.

"So...you´re not from Program X?"

And Kitty chuckles leaving Kurt behind. She needs to laugh. Kurt can pick a new theory.

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Wanda Maximoff is one of the most powerful mutants in the world. A fact no one let her forget and also, a fact that often comes with lots of burdens. One of its perks though is how no one would dare to pick a fight with her. Not that Polaris and Quicksilver aren´t powerful, but, the Scarlet Witch is another level.

However, as she stares at the lifeless body of her biological father-Magento and her may share DNA. Django Maximoff is the one who raised her and is her and Pietro´s father for real- Wanda can´t help by biting her bottom lip and let her eyes be as crimson as the moniker Scarlet Witch suggests.

Lorna is the one to break the silence. "So, is really not Wakanda or Atlantis that is after us..."

Pietro looks down at his biological father- Django is his father for real- not daring to touch the body. Not daring to speak ill about the dead either. "...There´s a message here" and is no metaphor.

There´s a small message next to Magneto´s body.

Wanda waits for Pietro to read for them.

"I´m back to return what´s mine"

And Lorna´s eyes wide. "Wait...how many people know about the real history of Genosha?"

"Few people and fewer are still alive...Another case of Dad´s henchmen wanting revenge" Wanda is not happy. "And if they plan on attacking Genosha...it means they´re tired of living" is her final words as she uses her magic to change the coffin in something more proper to Magneto. "We have a funeral to do. Our Jewish father deserves this much"

[kurtty-drabbles]

House of M au (redone) part 8

N/A: I´m happy with the reviews. Yes, Scott took Jean´s last name because he wants to be Mr. Grey-puns are welcome here- anyway, the story will continue. Now, more about my Witch Queen of my heart.

@dannybagpipesarecalling @tieflingteeth @muninandhugin 

The news channel has the liberty to express its concern ever since the fiasco on the Queen´s palace. This is an ironic spin, as the media, often label Wanda as being a totalitarian ruler who controls the media to say whatever she wants to further her own agenda.

Hard to think how allowing anyone any means of communication openly talk-sometimes even mock- the last incident in her home could help her in any way.

Wanda is pacing back and further as the anchor of channel 5 is re-telling the incident one last time. "As the royal advisory reported, the situation is under control and no one has gravely harmed thanks to the play of such illusions, according to some witness, many saw their worst fear come to life" the reporter points to the panel. "fire, snakes, zombies and much more to what was a peaceful night. No information regards who did such prank" and the TV was shut off by Quicksilver.

Pietro watches his sister pacing back and forth. Her twins- Tommy and Billy are sleeping, both ignorant of the fiasco that happened- and Lorna is waiting for her older sister to say something. This is an old dance between the siblings.

Finally, Pietro is the one to interrupt the dance, metaphorically speaking, as Wanda´s magic is flowing too freely. "Wanda? who do you suspect is behind this?"

And as for magic, again only metaphorically speaking, she halts her moves and bites her inner lips. Her red eyes slowly returning to her natural color-some would say, never to her face, that red is her natural color- and stares at her family.

"Lorna, you may not know this, but, father used to have a revolutionary group" Pietro snorts and Wanda promptly ignored him. "called the League of evil mutants, yes, it´s tacky name"

Lorna shakes her head. "I knew about that, and...the name is a bad attempt at irony, father wasn´t very good at this, wasn´t he?" Lorna asked trying to lift the mood. A rounding failure on her part.

"In that group, there´s a man called Mastermind" Wanda bites her inner lip and looks at Pietro. "Don´t go overprotective on me, but, the creepy old man used to make moves on me... 15 years old"

Pietro´s face turns a dangerous shade of vermillion. Wanda has to admire this face for a moment, they´re twins, connected in ways people can´t understand, she can feel his fury as she can feel it mellow out.

Pietro took a few low sighs. "If you didn´t tell me back then is because you could handle yourself...still, I´m pissed I never knew about that until now"

Wanda could mention how Janet Van Dyme used to hit on him, even with the age difference above them, however, Pietro is not as smooth and suave as people would like to believe. He never noticed and Wanda never let the older woman take advantage of her innocent twin.

"My point is, the man once tried to bribe me with promises of a better life and his illusions should have sealed the deal" Wanda´s tone is nonchalant. "I didn´t, of course, I´m Scarlet Witch...not a toy and I teach him the difference between magic and illusion" her grin is similar to Magneto.

(Few would say that to her face. Wanda has no white hair. Wanda has all the bad signs of Magneto if provoked)

Lorna looks back and forth to her older brothers. "ok, and you think he´s back? Retaliation for you told fuck yourself?" Lorna is a princess and she feels this is more than enough reason to use the F-bomb.

Wanda shakes her head. "The man didn´t seem heartbroken as he slept with Paula" Pietro shurgs and Wanda won´t elaborate how that was awkward or how their father could make some background check for his minions. "anyway, my point is...Mastermind has many daughters and Mastermind was killed 2 years ago."

"Great story sis, still not seeing the point here" Lorna states trying to imagine a younger Wanda and Pietro along with their father. Even in her mind, there´s zero chance of a positive and fatherly outlook for Magneto and his first kids. That really makes her look down at her ring. Magneto gave this ring to Lorna and to this day, she has no idea why.

"My point is...only someone of the Mastermind family could make those illusions and only one person in that family was powerful enough to pull that off" Wanda states composed.

Pietro answers for her. "Reagan!"

Wanda nods. "Lorna, when dad acquired this land...he didn´t get this by making legal and honest deals. He made a deal with Mastermind and well, I think he didn´t want to fulfill his part"

Lorna narrows her eyes for a moment. Allowing her body to slouched on the chair-completely breaking the princess image- as she tries to remember the "official version" as to how Genosha came to be.

"Dad told me...he buys this land...was that a lie?"

"Yes, he stole this land...but, it was a useless land that had no use for anyone...father is still a criminal, we can sympathize to the motives" Pietro offers magnanimously. "but we can´t forget he was willing to throw our lives away to achieve his noble goal"

Lorna now bites her lips. Yes, she can´t forget that.

"So, what we do? Go after this Reagan woman and tell her to stop?"

"Well, that would be a plan...if I knew where this woman is"

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Rogue Darkholme is used to many things. Having to wear a frilly dress in some events, sure, she can do that-she´ll look positively murderous, but, hey she can do that- having to coordinate a hasty exit as people are shouting in panic for snakes, fire and zombies are ready to kill them even though is an illusion? She can do that, however, she can´t do one thing.

"Kurt, NO!" Rogue uses all her big sister move to impose her denial on Kurt´s request. The azzure man is having none of this.

"Kurt, YES"

Rogue groans in response. "Kurt, she´s a civilian" Rogue has no inhibition to point at Kitty who is pretending to read her newspaper as if this is a common occurrence.

Rogue facepalm herself. "Kurt, she´s a civilian. She can´t be inside the intelligence of Genosha. She can´t participate in the mission"

"Uhm, excuse me! I was one of the few people who wasn´t affected by the illusions, just saying" her sing-song tone is noticed by Rogue who brown furrowed at such declaration.

"Kurt, you don´t have to drag your new girlfriend to missions! What mother will say"

Kurt pouts. "I´m more professional than that, plus, she could be an asset as you know, she´s immune to illusions...not everyone in our department has this luxury" the last part is chilling cold and it seems Kitty won´t be briefed about what Kurt is talking about.

Rogue mellows down. She nods. "Ok, fine, she can come with us....but mom will have a word with you, civilian"

"Kitty! My name is Kitty Pryde. Not civilian, you´re losing the cool aspect now...Kurt, you´re cooler than Rogue now"

Kurt's fist bumps the air.

Rogue is bemused.

[tisfan]

State of the Fic Report; Week 36

Word Target 11,000 words per week

The Getaway - 902

Sweet Hitchhiker (my first attempt at a Sterek piece.) - 2,178

Dangerous Beauty - 2424

MRBB (Tony/Loki) - 365 and done

Scorpion King AU - 585

ComteHawk - 1392 and done!

MRBB (Thor/Tony) - 592

Kinktober Prompts - 8638

MRBB (Stuckyony) - 238 and done

Venatori - 593

MRBB (WinterIron) - 629

Bingo - 544

Dark Sun - 1560

Space Dock - 618 *outline*

Total Words: 21258

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