#in this au they are all girls except maybe for sentinel

[klauw22]

Do you have any more ideas for D16 and Elita? I'm so curious about them together thanks to you ^^

strap in cus while im still waiting to get my hands on their figs ive been thinking abt them........... too much

tfone yuri au deelita headcanons

i imagine them to have a complicated boss-worker relationship. while d16 works in the mines as usual she cant help but sneak appreciative glances at elita. she is a strong leader, responsible and determined but also very cute in ds eyes. all the qualities d admires in a bot. orion knowing d too well teases her for having such an unrealistic crush, even joking to reveal ds feelings to elita.

because of this d16 tries very hard to reach the top ranks in the mines, not only to impress her boss but also becuase in ds mind that would bring them closer, in a sense. at least in ranks.

while d pines heavily from a distance, never having the guts to actually say something, elita is completely unaware of all this. she simply assumes d16 is a hard worker by nature, admiring her drive. elita also views d as a close friend at most, but nothing more.

elita is also cogged in this au bcs very tall femmes are my favourite flavour (something something sentinel rewarded her with a cog for her great work idk this isnt the point either way d is a shorter butch who both literally and figuratively looks up to elita)

d16s feelings eventually get so deep and so bad for the pink femme that she finally forces herself to try flirting with her. wanting to be more than just coworkers or friends. but elita being too busy and too focused on making sure nothing goes wrong in the mines reads ds attempts as playful or friendly banter, sometimes even waving her off completely having other more important things to attend to. leaving ds spark crushed each time but not fully defeated.

orion hates seeing her best friend keep being overlooked like this but also knows theres nothing she can really do to help. even if she tried setting the two up elita is quite literally out of their league. no point in even trying.

d is so desperate for any kind of attention from elita that even a passing "good job" that isnt meant to mean much else or a pat on the shoulder will make d16s whole week. in the moment d16 will try and hide the effect elitas praise has on her, holding back from grinning like an idiot but later that same day will yap orions ear off about it, gushing all star struck at elitas small gestures which give d hope at something more potentially - or hopefully - sprouting in the future.

[lesbianlovelanguage]

Do you have any fic recs where billy joins the party and helps fight the monsters and stuff?

(-and maybe with some harringrove)

I've got a few, but also am by no means scratching the surface for feel free to add on!

Thunder from the Mountain (Lightning from the Sky) by seleneheart Rated M, Sentinel&Guide AU, Post-Season 2 Canon Divergence

Billy may have inherited his blue eyes, golden hair, and love for the ocean from his mother, but he inherited something far more complicated and difficult from his father. Steve never thought his abilities were any kind of a gift and frankly caused him more trouble than they were worth anytime he bothered to use them. If they're going to survive the Mind Flayer, they'll have to figure out how to use their powers, but more importantly, Steve and Billy will have to learn to work together.

Toxicant by SeptSapphire (@will-ow-the-wisp) Rated T, Venom Crossover, Season 3 Rewrite

The Mind Flayer enters Billy Hargrove, but instead of breaking people down to make his own body, he decides Billy's suits him just fine. Billy, surprising even himself, finds he doesn't entirely hate that; there are certain benefits to sharing a body with some kind of trans-dimensional monster, and maybe, maybe, some of them wear stupid sailor outfits. The whole thing might not be so bad after all, except Billy's Mind Flayer isn't the only one.

Scoop Troop Interrupted by MayRaven1798 (@mayraven1798) Rated M, Flayed-Billy Fix-It

What if Billy had resisted abducting Heather Holloway the same as he had with Karen Wheeler? And what if instead of silently falling under the control of the Mind Flayer, he gets in Steve's face--like he always does?

Something Like a Family by HashtagLEH (@hashtagleh) Rated M, Flayed-Steve AU, Found Family (Can also be read as 20-part series here!)

The one where Billy finds El and pseudo-adopts her as his sister. The rest of the dominoes fall.

Looking For A Safe Place To Land by lilies_in_a_vase Rated G-T, 16-part series, Flayed-Billy asks for help from Steve & the Party (a better summary than I could write brought to you by @ihni)

Billy gets sick, you see. And, you know, where are the caring people in his life to help him get through that?

Luckily, some people DO care. At least a little. He’s not totally alone. And, like, it’s absolutely delicious, this fic. It’s not a Harringrove fic, it’s a Billy fic. A fic about him and what counts as family. The different relationships that exists between him and his dad, him and Susan, him and Max.

the greatest adventure is the family you've searched for coming alive by ThePackWantstheD (@thepackwantsthed) Rated T, Season 2 Rewrite, Found Family

Billy spends a night fighting monsters with a crowbar in his hand after Harrington knocks him into the Byers' fridge. In the aftermath, he and Max call a ceasefire. or: Billy Hargrove gets the family he deserves in the form of three children taking up the seats of the camaro, in the form of Billy teaching Max that she can be as badass as she wants without being less of a girl because Billy taking care of himself doesn't make him less of a man, in the form of the blood and bruises and broken bones that Eleven and Billy share, in the form of Will Byers learning that he's not the only boy in Hawkins who wants to kiss other boys.

Scoops Troop and a Cherry on Top by Deathinasmalltown  (@theabyssofdeathandexistence) Rated E, Season 3 Fix-It where Billy works at Scoops and joins the Scoop Troop (WIP)

Billy sighs, "Mr. Coleman, Steve Harrington and I, we don't get along. We got history." "Then I need you to be the bigger man, and squash it. Business will be booming during the holiday. And you know how to sell the hell out of some ice cream."

[phoenixyfriend]

Re; Ahsoka and Quinlan being the same age, now I'm picturing Ahsoka, Quinlan, and Rex eventually ending up in a weird sorta thruple where Quinlan comes in and out of the relationship but the door is kinda always open for him? And Rex spends a lot of mornings eyeing the tangle of orange and brown skin on the other side of the bed like he has no idea how he ended up here but he's (mostly) okay with that tbh

Context: Commander Buir in chronological order

YES okay so this is wild to me that people are invested in this but like half the time-travel fics with Ahsoka in the same age-group as Quinlan have me wondering if I should ship them. Let me just. Ho shit.

So, okay, I've explored a lot of possible dynamics but there's something really engaging about how Quinlan, trained as a Shadow before the Sith came back, could react to a War Padawan. Ahsoka isn't really infiltration material yet, she's very much a frontline fighter, but she's got a lot more experience with a kind of consistent dark atmosphere that most Jedi don't. They get exposed to plenty of dark stuff, sure, but not the kind of all-encompassing "this is my life for the last two years" thing that is usually reserved for the long-term field agents like Shadows and Watchmen.

The War Padawans, for all that they were supposed to be just normal Jedi Padawans, were living in the kind of consistently negative environment that's normally experienced by those Knighted Sentinels.

So Ahsoka, while still generally pretty young in these AUs, is a very odd kind of person to be around, because she's spunky and vivacious and snippy and affectionate and snarky and knows how to break every bone in your body from harrowing experience as the only thing standing between death and thousands of brothers.

And Quinlan, I imagine, really likes that about her. She gets it, and she's still an energetic and loving and trying to do her best to be a good person despite everything. He gravitates towards her and she... well, she's not blind. She can tell he's interested. And she's not upset about that.

ANYWAY, ONTO REX

So, Rex is... technically twelve. He hasn't exactly got a whole lot of experience with romance. He is also, up until the point of time-travel, legal property of the Senate and the Jedi Order, which means that Ahsoka, or at least her community, owns him. He was indoctrinated to serve her and that community. She also outranks him, for all that she usually lets him take the lead in the field due to experience. He's older than her physically and maturity-wise, but she's also had a grow-up-faster-than-you-should adolescence, and she has superpowers.

What I'm saying is, the power dynamic is fucked up.

(Unironically I spent hours last night realizing that it balances out a lot more than C*dywan does, which I'm censoring because by god do I not want discourse on this post. I like both ships, and don't want to argue about what's the most problematic. It's Star Wars. The only unproblematic ships are Bail/Breha and Owen/Beru.)

Here's the thing, though, because the main thing people seem to argue here is the age/maturity difference as a problem area:

The age difference in actual time is four years, which is smaller than the two main ships of the franchise (Han/Leia and Padme/Anakin, to be clear). The age difference in maturity is ??? We'll say that the clones started aging normally after they hit twenty, so the age difference in maturity is six years... which is still normal for SW ships.

(This is why I don't have any issues with the ship in a post-O66 context, once they've had a few years to move past the traumas and whatnot. The age stuff all evens out with time, they're a good team, and neither was grooming the other. It's not objectively any more problematic than most SW ships at that point, and I'm okay with that. They deserve to be happy if they want.)

But they get yanked away from all that structure of who owns what, who reports where, who has which rank, who's legally a person in the eyes of the Republic when they end up on Dagobah. Once they've registered when they are, the only remaining complications are:

He grew up in a cultlike environment and was indoctrinated to serve her (but has been replacing that indoctrination with genuine respect and affection for her as a person because they've worked together for two years).

She has superpowers (contextually not a big problem: we see several Force-Sensitive/Non-Sensitive ships that don't consider those powers a complicating element)

He's several years younger than her (canonically less of an issue than it could be: Cut got married and has kids) and has next to no experience with what a normal romance looks like except for hanging out on the edges of whatever the fuck his General has going on with the Senator

She's several years less mature than he is (...something of an issue)

So a lot of this is mostly okay. She feels weird about the fact that she's got more knowledge of romance and all that it entails. He feels weird about the fact that, despite her being older, he looks at her and sees someone that's still a little young, not quite a shiny. Except she is older than him, and he's seen her behead four people in a single move, and they've saved each other's lives more times than either of them can count anymore. He respects her, and the fact that she's babyfaced doesn't change the fact that, in terms of who they are as people and warriors, they're on a level playing field.

She still looks at him and mourns his lost childhood, and he still looks at her and takes a moment to see past the too-big eyes and adolescent proportions.

But they really, really care about each other, and maybe part of them is starting to recognize that there's a bit of a crush before they time-travel, but neither one wants to make a move. There's a lot of baggage on both sides, a lot of "but they're a child" and "but they're (literally vs functionally) below me in the chain of command, I can't take advantage of that" and all that fun stuff. It's the kind of situation where two people circle each other for ages without making a move, because actually making that move is terrifying on account of not knowing whether the other party knows they can say no, on top of the usual "what if it ruins our friendship?" thing.

What happens on Dagobah, though... is very tropey. They're sort of stranded until Ahsoka can fix the ship, and that takes time. The area is also very heavy with the Force, dense and heady with the energy it carries, and it's... actually really not great for Ahsoka. She keeps feeling like she's back on Mortis, and has nightmares from the trigger there, but also keeps hallucinating because she wasn't ready for the thickness of the energy (like Yoda) or still new enough to the Force that she couldn't feel how dense it all was (like Luke). She can't work on the engines as constantly as she'd like to get them out of there, and while Rex is a competent mechanic, he's not as skilled with it as the girl who jumped headfirst into lessons with Anakin.

Rex spends a lot of time holding Ahsoka and wiping her brow with a wet cloth while she's feverish and out of it. Yes we're going full Florence Nightingale romance here, let me have my fun.

They get the communications relay working earlier than the engine, find out the year is wrong, panic a bit. All is well. (It's not, but they're holding it together for now.)

Ahsoka keeps working on the engine when she's lucid. Rex keeps hunting up game and edible plants for them while she does. They cuddle at night, because it's not cold but it is empty of the people they care about, and they kind of want that reassurance of someone they trust and love at their back.

(Morai visits.)

(Daughter shows up in the nightmares, tells Ahsoka that age will not come for her beloved until the time is natural for it. The phrasing is dumb but she does manage to convey that the accelerated aging is no longer an issue, if it even was after they hit adulthood. Ahsoka is relieved.)

And, you know, emotions happen. She takes his hand while they're leaning up against each other. He kisses her forehead while she's having a bad spell. They cook together and tell jokes to keep sane and spar. They hug each other through nightmares and panic attacks. There is much blushing. There is much cuddling.

Once, they kiss.

They break apart, flushing and stammering and being very awkward about the whole thing, and make excuses to leave and panic about the fact that they!! Kissed!!!!!

A couple hours later they find each other again, and have a long and complicated discussion about why they like each other (war makes bedfellows, there's trust and affection and all that fun stuff) and why they're hesitant (age stuff, maturity stuff, prior indoctrination), and make the decision to take it slow. They cuddle, and kiss, and blush a lot because both of them are basically just dumb teens having their first real relationship.

They eventually leave the planet, make it to Coruscant, etc. It takes a bit for anyone except Obi-Wan to realize that something's changed between them. Most people didn't know them before, and Anakin's observation skills are currently at a very low ebb. But they sit together and hold hands, and flirt when they spar, and once or twice people find them kissing (both standard and Keldabe) in a corner while holding hands and then just smiling at each other like loons.

They end up rooming together because nobody has the heart to separate them after hearing about all the war stuff. Like yes attachment's bad, but these two do seem to understand loss of loved ones and recognize that they could lose each other at any time and death is natural and they won't lose their entire shit about it, and if even General Kenobi is anxious as hell about being separated from the people he fought side-by-side with for two years, then maybe it's just... really normal for those two to want each other's company, and everyone can just turn a blind eye to the romance happening.

They share a bed, but they only ever sleep in it. Like, there's some goodnight kisses and cuddles, but everything is very G-rated until they've had time to settle into being true equals instead of just the "well, I guess the power dynamics balance out? Maybe?" of before.

And just... yeah. Rex does not believe that he's in this good of a position whenever he has the time to think about it. He's got a girlfriend! A really pretty, smart, strong, skilled one! Who thinks he's a cool dude! How the fuck did a clone like him manage that? He wasn't even legally a person a year ago, how did he end up in bed with one of the most amazing people he's ever met? He spends multiple nights just staring at her while he tries to fall asleep, asking himself how he got here and just like... marveling at her. She's worth marveling at. He's in love and she's amazing and he has no idea how to handle it at all.

...yeah no I have a lot of feelings now.

[themadauthorshatter]

... I’ve already made a draft of this and deleted it, but I’m going back in. 

This is an AU of what would happen if Mareven was healthy and the end game. 

I apologize in advance for any and all MareCal shippers, including myself. 

SO! What happens? 

Simple. 

Everything remains mostly the same in the story except we get more of a doubtful and uneasy Maven as the story progresses, as in he hugs Mare a little longer and is genuinely perturbed when he hears about the ‘bomb’ that went off and looks terrified of Cal when he returns and orders Farley to be tortured. He’s also more hesitant to listen to his mother. 

He still offers Cal’s legion to the Guard, but is a little sadder to say it. 

THEN WE GET TO THE PLOT TWIST OF THE STORY!!!!!!!!!

Maven plays along, but, as he stands by his mother’s side, he mouths, “sorry” to Mare and goes for a gun on Arven’s belt, shooting him in the leg and warning him not to try silencing him or he’ll aim for something more vital. 

It catches EVERYONE off guard, especially Elara, who’s about to risk having Cal or Tibe out of her whispers to get Maven back in line. 

Instead, Elara asks what he’s doing and why, as she thought this was what he’d always wanted. 

“It’s what you want, Mother. Not me. None of this is right. You’re already the Queen. What else do you want!?” 

Elara bares her teeth. “Are you saying you want to live your days with a Red rat?” 

Maven pulls Mare to her feet and pushes her behind him, keeping the gun at them, nodding. “I’m saying I'm not following your plans or listening to anything you have to say. I'll die before I let you in my head again!” 

Well, wish granted because Mare senses the cameras turning back on and Elara lets Tibe and Cal go.

Only to force Maven to shoot her and Tibe, though Maven actually misses him.

Mare breaks free and they make a run for it, Elara shouting that they are traitors and to arrest them, though she does force Tibe to play the part of concerned husband.

Cal isn't in the room because he races after Maven and Mare.

Speaking of which, Maven leads Mare through the castle and finds a hall that goes toward a servant's passage, so they can escape.

Too bad there are guards that round the corner and take aim at them, not only for staging a coup de ta, but also for attempted regicide.

Cal's there too, aiming a handgun at them and telling them to submit to arrest.

They do and are sent to the Silent Stone cells.

Mare is confused and livid and doesn't want to talk to Maven, who keeps pacing and clutching his head and telling someone to be quiet. 

Mare mentally tells him to maybe practice what he’s preaching, but wonders what the hell all that was when they were captured. 

Maven sighs and sits down, back-to-back with Mare, and asks her how good she is at picking locks. 

Her hands are for picking pockets, not locks. 

Maven lets out a semi-bitter chuckle and regards that he shouldn’t have bothered asking because of course she’s better at pockets. he then admits that he’d been so scared of the cells as a boy, his young mind tricking him into thinking that there were monsters or prisoners in the cells. 

Speaking of the cells, Mare breaks her silence and asks why it’s so hard for her to use her powers, even asking if Arven is close by listening to them. 

Maven admits it would be useful to do that, but no. The cells are made of Silent Stone, which is basically Arven being there without him really being there. 

Although she already knows what’s going to happen, Mare wonders what will happen to them, in the Bowl of Bones. 

Maven lists off a firing squad, some Silvers, maybe some animals, and the fact that no matter what, the show will not be short; the people want blood and Tibe is going to give them blood, even if it’s his own son’s. 

“Not if he can’t find you.” 

Both Mare and Maven stand as Cal walks in, dressed formally and holding a set of keys to the cells. 

Maven asks what this is and what Cal’s doing as he opens both Maven’s and Mare’s cells. 

Cal explains that he’s already had to give Julian a head start and hopes that Maven and mare can do the same, can vanish into thin air before their execution. 

Mare asks why they should accept the help, seeing as Cal’s the one who arrested them, but Cal counters by asking who’s idea it was to get them arrested, glaring daggers at Maven. 

Maven has his own question: How does Cal know they won’t be seen? 

Cal looks away and admits that he hopes there aren’t any Red servants that know how to fix the security system.

Maven and Mare exchange a glance and start walking, but Cal gets between them, shackles them, and grabs their arms, telling them to play along and make it convincing so no one questions anything. 

They both do their best reluctant prisoners act up until they pass by Sonya, who inquires as to where Cal’s taking them. 

Cal states he’s just taking them to get some cardio before their execution, seeing as how they’ll need every ounce of strength they’ll need. 

Sonya spits that they shouldn’t and should actually fight with nooses around their necks so they’re easier to grab and throw around, but drops it anyway, eying Cal before she leaves. 

Time’s almost up, so it’s a good thing Maven leads Cal to a servant passage, where they stop and get free, Maven getting his flame-maker bracelets back. 

Maven opens the passage, but Cal stops him and Mare, telling them to be careful now, because if they manage to escape, they’ll be fugitives and will get hunted like deer for treason, Maven for attempted regicide, from what narrative that now exists. 

They nod and thank him for the help. 

Before Mare can follow Maven, Cal grabs her arm again, which makes Mare turn to him. 

The two stare at each other, realizing what’s happening and what’s going to happen. 

The royals will figure out that Cal helped them escape and will probably have him killed for letting two traitors run free. 

Cal is the one who helped her in the first place by getting her the job at the Summer Palace, and now he’s saving her life again, this time also saving his brother’s and risking his own. 

Maven shouts for Mare to keep it moving and Mare pulls out of Cal’s grip, backs away, and races after Maven, Cal watching her leave before closing the passage. 

His face contorts with sorrow, regret, anger, and pain and he clenches a fist as he hears a sentinel shout that Mare and Maven are missing. 

Cal shouts, “They’re this way!” and races down the hallway and away from the bookshelf, trying to make it look like they outran him. 

In the passage, Maven leads Mare by the hand as they soon find themselves underground and under the streets, overhearing an announcement to keep an eye out for the two of them because both are armed and dangerous, Mare especially. 

Maven groans at his father’s words and muses that at least they’re out. 

Mare isn’t as relieved and asks what he was planning with his mother. 

Maven stops in his steps and states that she already knows. 

Mare does know, she just wants to hear Maven say it. 

Maven bites his tongue and clenches his fist at his side, not turning to face Mare as he asks what will happen if he doesn’t tell her. 

She’ll make him tell her, make him talk or she’ll shock him until he dies. 

Maven  tightens his fist but then drops it, admitting he and Elara planned on killing Tibe and using Mare and Cal as scapegoats, sending them to the Bowl of Bones, and having them executed to wrap up the story and solidify Maven as the new King, with no Scarlet Guard and no loose ends to ensure the story of Mare being a Red would slip out. 

Mare demands he define ‘loose ends.’ 

Lady Blonos. The servant girls who dressed Mare as a Silver. Lucas. Julian. Sara. Mare’s family. Kilorn. Cal. Mare herself. All the Reds on the list Julian gave her. 

Mare gasps at that last one, sliding down a wall as Maven explains in increasing panic and with his eyes growing teary that he was along with the ride and all for getting the throne the way his mother planned, but then he began to feel genuine feelings for Mare and her plight and no matter how much Elara tried to take those feelings away, they always came back. She did the same with Tibe, making Maven lose his love for him, and had semi-success with Cal, but didn’t fully remove his love for his brother. It also changed when they killed Blonos and the servant girls, and when Tristan died. It opened Maven’s eyes and made him realize that he was going to kill someone he didn’t want to die. he’d already lost Thomas and it was his own fault, but if he was the reason he lost Mare, too, he’d lose his mind. 

Maven stops his rambling and joins Mare against the wall, admitting that he knows he deserves whatever comes next, but whatever does happen, he just asks that mare know that he is sorry for all of this, for putting her in such danger that now they’re on the run and risk execution if they’re caught. 

Mare turns to him and asks if Elara has the list, if he told her about the Newbloods. 

Maven shakes his head; the raid was going to happen in a few hour hours, so there wouldn’t have been enough time for Elara to look through his mind, write down all the names, and the find them in the blood base, so they have a good head start there, too. 

After a minute of collecting themselves, and a glare from Mare, the two stand up and keep walking until they reach a fork in the path and wonder which is safer.

The only answer they get is a gun pushed against the back of Maven's head and a certain blaonde telling him to go right or she's painting the tunnel Silver.

Mare turns and sees Kilorn and Farley, with the addition of a certain Barrow we all still mourn, don't lie.

"Shade!"

Mare and Shade reunite, though Maven voices confusion as he thought Shade had been executed.

Shade explains that they tried and failed, making an example by teleporting in front of and behind them, saying with pride that no one's faster than him.

Mare is a mix of happy and sad at the news, but Farley brings them back and reminds them they need to keep going or they'll get arrested and killed.

Maven also gets put back in shackles, but acts as a good sport and doesn't burn them off.

They continue throught the tunnel until they reach a train, climb aboard, and get to riding, merrily on their way to nowhere in particular.

Back in White Fire, Elara slaps Cal HARD in the face and demands to know what he was thinking and where Maven and Mare are.

Tibe gets between them, but Cal admits that he didn't fully know what he was thinking, just that he couldn't let his brother be forced to fight when he's still in training. It would be a bloodbath.

Elara asks if that's the same reason why he also let Mare go, or if there's something he's not telling them.

Tibe also wants to know. He understands letting Maven go, but why a Red rat like Mare? If the people see her lightning powers and Red blood, there will be Hell to pay.

Cal's silent, but Elara solves that with a quick look into his mind, seeing all the moments of Cal and Mare being close and friendly with each other.

Elara asks Cal if he's more interested in dirt than diamonds and Tibe gets the picture instantly, upon seeing Cal's reaction.

Change of plan: Cal is getting his legion back in action, and an additional two hundred soldiers to locate and either capture or kill Mare and Maven. No more catch and releases or else it's Cal who fights in the arena and he'll have nothing but his wits to defend himself.

Cal pales at this and gasps that they can't kill him, because then Norta has no heir.

Tibe only glares at him and tells him not to fail before leaving to let Cal get his army ready.

Cal watches his father leave and is broken by the fact that he legitimately screwed up and that his father, as King, needs Maven, his own son, executed with Mare, someone who never should have had her powers to begin with.

Elara glares at Cal for a moment longer and also walks out of the room, leaving Cal on his own.

[whimsicalbumblebee]

The 14th Sentinel

A 13 sentinels AU

Spoilers Ahead so this will be under the cut!

Tamao Kurabe being the pilot of the 14th Sentinel in the final battle. (not to confuse with sentinel no. 14 which is Ryokos)

Why? Because I think she deserves more plot.

She survives what happened to her in Sector 5 and when Miura and Natsuno return there, they find her injured but alive.

Well enough that they are able to take her back to sector 4.

She gets to live with Natsuno here. Which in turn means, she is the first to know of her disappearance when Natsuno is stranded in sector 3.

Getting ahead of myself though.

When she returns, and lives with Natsuno, there's clearly a culture shock.

"Please tell me I don't have to dress like you do, Minami-san"

"No- no! This is just my track outfit, we can find you a longer skirt if you're more comfortable with it."

"That would be...acceptable."

Her POV would be different than Miura's, she already knows that she is in the future from the get go. So she spends most of her time exploring. Kinda like a reverse of Tomi's culture shock.

However her being in sector 4 would change things slightly.

Mostly Yuki's story.

Yuki who spends her entire plot with Erica Aiba, aka JuroBot, would find out that Aiba isn't Aiba not through Nenji but through Tamao Kurabe.

And JuroBot, when he learns that Tamao is in this time, probably would take some measures to remove Tamao from interfering.

You know, it just occurred to me, what was JuroBot trying to do, following Yuki all the time? Like I know he was trying to alter her nanomachines, but if it was anything like what Megumi did, wouldn't that just be 'one and done'? Why persist after her? Anyways I'm getting side tracked here.

You can't tell me Tamao won't be searching for Natsuno as well here. But in her perspective, we might get to see Miura more doing the same. There was a throwaway line in Yuki's story about a middle schooler looking for Natsuno too. except that's actually Miura. We never get to see him do the actual searching or his worry for her. Which might be more clear in Tamao's story since they would probably be looking together.

And I can imagine, Yuki running into Tamao when JuroBot isn't around.

"Aiba! I thought I told you not to follow me!" "Aiba? Are... you talking about me?" "Of course I am, who else would I be talking to?" Yuki would clearly annoyed here.

"I think you're mistaking me for someone else."I'm not Aiba...I'm Tamao Kurabe.

"Stop screwing with me, you were just following me like a puppy just minutes ago!"

"I really don't know what you mean, I don't know who you are."

Yuki here would probably realize that this is a different person all together, this Aiba-looking-girl's demeanor is completely different too.

I can imagine Tamao being kinda intimidated by Yuki here and excuses herself.

Tamao later runs into JuroBot and of course kinda freaks out seeing her doppelganger.

"I didn't expect you'd be here. This may be a problem."

"Wh-who are you?"

"None of your concern. I can't have you interfering with my plan for now, sorry but I need to put you to sleep for a bit." I wonder who should find Tamao here, she'd be unconscious in the old school building, probably tucked in a cupboard/ storage area there.

My three guesses are Ei, Miura, or Yuki.

If it's Ei, I assume either Miura or Yuki come around shortly. Ei knows who Tamao Kurabe is so I do think he'd be willing to try and help her out a bit. Miura or Yuki, when they come around, probably think it was Ei who attacked her, well maybe not Yuki since if this is after they recover BJ, they'd be working together now.

If its Miura who finds her, it would be during his search for Natsuno, I assume he'd also notice Tamao going missing too, since as stated before, they would be working together.

Ah also, during the encounter with JuroBot, he'd have altered her nanomachines in preparation for the game~

I wonder if she'll be able to operate sentinel 18. After all, the other formerly Ai operated sentinels, 16, 17, 19, respectively, all gained human pilots: Tomi, Natsuno, Miura.

So 18 should be the same.

As for her activation switch, I want to say its the palm of her right hand, swiped up from the wrist to her fingers.

It would be a 3rd Gen Sentinel too in this situation.

Some other minor little details to include here:

-She's incredibly affectionate towards BJ, treating him kinda like a cat in a sense.

"Oh you're so cute little one!"

"Oh you can talk? Well hello there!"

-She is absolutely in awe and simultaneously intimidated by the advancement in cooking equipment.

-Washing machines intimidate her.

-Yes she will jump when things beep.

-Someone, namely Natsuno, has to restrain her from attacking Gouto when she next runs into him. She's angy at him for what he did.

-She ends up really liking the skirt she gets! (she wears pants underneath it though just cuz it makes her feel more comfortable)

-When first becoming Natsuno's roommate, she takes all her clothes and starts mending all the holes she finds.

"You-you don't have to do that."

"Nonsense, you can't wear ripped clothes Minami-san."

-When she finds out she's a grandmother, she's ultimately...shocked and confused.

"What do you mean that boy is my grandson?"

-Because no one knows what happened to TamaoAI until after exterminator event and namely after Yuki goes to the Sentinel Hangar, I assume Tamao can walk around the school normally without anyone questioning her being there.

She does try to avoid the teachers since she knows shes not officially a student there.

-She has run into Megumi at school though and jumps when she's acknowledged to be "Tamao-san" by her once in passing.

-She runs into Takatoshi in the old school building once, this is after he meets Miura so he knows what happened to Sector 5.

"Takatoshi-san is that really you? You look just like you did back in middle school! Rowdy and unkempt!"

"Tamao-san please stop teasing me."

"And why would I do that?"

[x-wearethefuture-x]

“I think I’m falling in love with you.” // Miyeon & Sooyeon, once more in the Mutant AU, where Miyeon is a human with no powers that ends up working for the X-Men by developping their new and upgraded outfits.

@ofpearlsxgods

It was a quiet moment- unusual given the circumstances, but certainly not unwelcome. It seemed that they were always rushing, always moving, trying to avoid not only those who were hunting them but now their sentinels, as well. Robots, especially of that size, were much harder to fight off. And they could find them so easily that there never seemed to be a moment of peace.

Except right now. Right now while they were alone, in the stillness of the night, trying to fall asleep despite their worries. They would be awoken by those on watch if something were to happen, though. For now, they should relax. And there was no better way to relax than to lie here with Miyeon in the dark.

The words hit Sooyeon right in the heart- both in the best way, and the worst. There was nothing she wanted more than to love Miyeon and to know that she was loved back. But the timing, the situation... it was all wrong. At any moment either one of them could be killed, and then what?

But perhaps that was the beauty of it. To find love even in all of this shit that was happening to them. And she wasn’t going to let it pass her by just because they might not make it to tomorrow. In fact, that was only more reason to let these feelings grow now. Life was too short not to love.

Sooyeon reached a hand out to brush Miyeon’s hair back behind her ear, “I think I’m falling in love with you, too.” She said back softly. And with those words, she leaned in to press her lips against Miyeon’s cheek, hoping that maybe the girl would have mercy on her poor heart and allow her a kiss on the lips next.

[kurtty-drabbles]

Life is wonderful au (the city)

N/A: A case fic?

@djinmer4 @dannybagpipesarecalling @sailorstar9 @discordsworld @bamfoftheundead

The X-men are getting closer and closer of their goal that is mutant´s acceptance, which, realistic speaking, won´t make all humans and mutants hold hands and sing peaceful music, but, if the project sentinel is officially destroyed and if a mutant kid can go to school without fear...then the X-men have done their job.

Yet, Scott wonders if all the good publicity really comes from their effort or if is something else, Betsy urges him to not think too much about this(as she too has many questions, questions that she rather be unanswered)

Rogue is out of the X-men for a while having joined the Death´s cult("I´ll be back, guys, Death has some missions for me to do" "Can you give her a hello for me?" "Sure, Wade, I´ll send your hello") and Jubilee is in Shiar being worshipper as a goodness. Chamber is there with her and lasts the X-men heard from them is that Jubilee adopts a baby, the hows and whens are not important when Jubilee is the Pheonix.

"Well, we´re still here" Storm speaks calmly as if reading Scott´s mind (deep down, she has an idea what happened with Jean, Logan and Prof X and she is not sorry for what happened, but, it gives more reason to be careful when bargaining with you know who) "And we have a mission, what we should do?"

Iceman, Storm, Cyclops, Beast, Psylocke received a call about a mutant girl that wants to join the school. There´s something to be said when people can just call the X-men calmly, instead of death and life situation. The girl goes by the name Pixie(her human name is Megan Gwynn) and she is in a city called Sey, in the north of the state, and whats an X-men to come to pick her up.

At first, they thought she could come here by herself, but, the seniors are studying the case. "She seems scared of this city" Bobby speaks sagely and they all agree.

"So, what we could take from this?" Scott asked "lately, we have seen more and odder things..." he trails off.

"She is real" Betsy states "I used my powers and I can see she is a real mutant, and, I can see she is indeed afraid of that city even through...I couldn´t see it"

A plan is formed and Psylocke and Scott will go check out, and, Ororo, Iceman and Beast will stay in the school to protect the students and of course, to keep an eye on their guest.

"Wait," Beast speaks "isn´t she with Scarlet Witch now?"

"Yes, but, even if Kitten is a benign force we still should be aware of her, she is an ally now, so, let´s hope she continues one in the future" Ororo speaks calmly and they agree with her statement.

____________________________________________ Betsy and Scott agree in using a more mundane way of transportation and is almost like a date, almost. Scott remembers that Jean used to hate trains and Scott still thinks about her(she cheat on him, yes, but, she was a big part on his life) and Betsy is very different from Jean, she likes trains.

"Hey, after all this is over, what you would like to do?" Scott asked.

"I really don´t know, I never plan ahead, I guess ...I´ll always be an X-men, no matter what and you?"

"Retired and be a father" Scott confessed "my own was a disappointment, but, it also makes me what to be a better father"

"That´s cute, I did peg you as a family man"

"That you did"

And the banter continues until the train stops in their location and is time for them to meet the new student.

______________________________________________

The city is normal, the people look normal, but, even Betsy can feel something up(she tries to scan the city and ended up with a headache, thank god, Scott is prepared for those things)

"So...strange normal or normal normal?" Scott asked looking around the city is the typical small American city, except, there´s something different here.

"Strange strange!"

____________________________________________

They speak with the mayor, a man with a big belly, a short hair and blue eyes, the man appears to be in the middle 40s and is talking friendly to the X-men, with one annoying addiction...he keeps calling them Tim.

Betsy and Scott could interpret this as the mayor or being dyslexic of some sort or maybe this is a mean spirit joke.

"We received a call from Megan Gwynn, where is she?" Betsy asked trying to read his mind....but is impossible.

"She is with the other kids, of course, Tim can take you there," the mayor said and he called for the milkman, also named Tim, to guide them.

Why a milkman is guiding them?

"Come here, Tim!" he speaks smiling friendly to Scott and Betsy and maybe the Tim thing is not a joke here.

_________________________________

Megan waves her arm at them with reluctance. The X-men spot her along with a woman with long hair and blue eyes. "You came here to pick up Megan? She is a type fairy too" Megan nods her head agreeing with the woman.

"Are you the mother?" Scott asked and the woman opens a big smile that makes him think of you know who.

"Of course! I´m the mother" the woman replied calmly.

And Betsy feels uneasy of the sudden as all the other citizen are present, they...never left. They are watching. Always watching and Psylocke uses the telekinesis blade.

The woman just smiles at them. "Child, you think your blades will stop me?" and without Betsy command, the blade is gone.

The woman never gave a name as no one in the town did. She let Megan, Scott and Betsy talk freely(not really, Scott can feel she is watching, she is listening)

___________________________________

"Is she your mother?" Scott asked and Megan shakes her head.

"Look, is complex, she is not my mother, she is our mother! She births 1000 or more of us, so, she is not my mother in the sense you are thinking, she is our mother" Megan said "and she let me tell you this to you two...she is Gaia"

"Who is Gaia?" Betsy asked remembering the tales Meggan used to tell a few years ago.

"She!" is all Megan can say about the subject. They talk some more and learned that Megan is indeed a fairy mutant, a fae of sorts(is so ironic that Scott almost laughs, almost) and her birth parents kick her out once learned what Megan is ...but this city takes her in.

"So how long are you here?" Betsy asked fearing for the girl.

"...I´m here for 10 years or 1 day, time here is irrelevant for Gaia" and Megan asked who is the president and is shocked to see...is a new one, she stays on this city for more than 10 years...but there´s no indication of this city before.

__________________

The woman arrives and so the other people of this town, and Psylocke, maybe thinking about her childhood or getting fed up fearing something she can´t understand decides to attack the mayor.

She cuts his head. Megan is not impressed even if Scott did cover her eyes. "Mr Summers, is ok, Gaia can´t be killed" and before he could ask what she is saying Betsy takes a step back as the mayor´s head has no blood, and is still alive.

The woman speaks "Oh, you Tims are so violent sometimes...Uhm" she said and her eyes are azzure now "Is hard for me to remember your names in this form, so, sorry for calling you Tim, Betsy" the woman´s face is cracking a bit and now, only now, Betsy is taking the option of fleeing.

"Run, Run now," she said and is relieved to see there´s no monster chasing them, but, is freak out to see there´s no small city anymore, there´s just ...nothing.

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Scott and Betsy agree to take Megan to the school as the girl has nowhere to go. Back to the train, a kind woman in selling food appears and before they could decide if they want to eat something, the kindly woman replies. "Betsy, don´t go around beheading people you don´t know, that´s very impolite, and really, I thought you two you made the connection by now"

They but Megan are speechless.

"Megan, be a good girl, ok?"

"Yes, mother!"

And just like that, the kindly woman leaves the X-men and Megan alone.

"What the fuck is that? Who is Gaia?"

"Gaia is the mother of all living things, she is above the faes, she is above the dijins you are so fond, Scott, she is above everything" Megan explained and Scott knows he was happy when he thought fairies are something that only exists in movies.

___________________________________________

Wanda and Kitty are meditating in a circle, well, Wanda broke the concentration to speak something important. "I know!" and Kitty only gazes upon her. "I know you are Zaorva, I know you´re Gaia, I know!"

Kitty smiles amused. "What gave away?"

"Your energy. I was taught to reconize all types of energies, and you? You´re pure life, only Zaorva gives that energy" and adds "plus thinking back then, only you could defat anything related to Cthulu so easily" Wanda states feeling dumb for not having put 1+1 sooner.

"Ah, you´re smart, I like that, Scott and the others still don´t get it, well, will you keep this as a secret?"

"Sure...will this change anything?"

"Of course not, Wanda, I like you and I enjoy our time very much" this makes the witch feels happy as now she returns to the meditation.

[bangtan-spells]

Yoongi Scenario: All Eyes On You.

Request: Okay. So i am weak. Can i ask for a Mafia yoongi story where he is a stone cold boss but the second he is with you he is all soft and you know calls her baby girl and stuff����

Genre: Romance.

Mafia AU / Slightly Daddy!Yoongi.

You walked into the building wondering if you had done your hair wrong for this event, maybe your dress wasn’t sober enough. You kept your chin up, thinking that the cleavage should be alright, you didn’t feel the dress slipping or anything. And yet, everyone stared at you, you were aware you were pretty attractive but at this kind of event you’d  have guessed there was something else to be entertained with. But then you thought about the other possible reason of people being so interested in you.

You were Min Yoongi’s girl, Mrs Min as a lot of people would call you even if you weren't married, but it was a sign of respect for you, for Yoongi.

-Y/N! What a pleasant surprise-

You turned your head to look at the man greeting you. He was an old acquaintance of yours that you just kept encountering everywhere, he had money so you saw how he could be there that night, maybe he was one investor for the deal that was being celebrated that night. One of Yoongi’s business partners had struck a huge deal with an american company, people from New York as you well recalled Yoongi talking about it. He had been the bridge, as he was the one with the contacts, but by offering this deal he had gained an ally in the CEO of a powerful car company, and of course a way of trading with the americans in the innocent form of auto parts.

-It is nice to see you too Youngsan- you replied politely but not really wanting to create conversation, you had to find Yoongi. He had insisted on you arriving with him but things had been complicated at work, you had lost your spot at the salon and thus you had had to do everything by yourself, you hadn’t told Yoongi about it, only that you’d be arriving later because of a setback. He had been eager to help and a bit annoyed with you not telling him exactly what was happening, but by that time you were already late so you told him he should go ahead and that you’d be joining a bit later.

-I see this time you are arriving alone- you smiled a bit stiffly trying to tell him you weren’t really alone but he went on. -I don’t know if you know this but you were in awful company, that cutthroat Yoongi guy is…-

-Here-

Both of you turned to see Yoongi standing there, glaring daggers at Youngsan who know looked terrified.

-Tell me Youngsan, you want your throat slit?-

The man gasped and took a step back, you waved at him to go away before he stepped on Yoongi’s toes even further, you knew Yoongi and his family killed people for less.

You saw Youngsan off and then stepped to Yoongi who had already sneaked an arm around your waist. -I’m thinking that imbecile has a death wish-

You smiled at him, coiling your arms around his neck to give him a kiss, you knew it would calm him down, and anyone watching would know you were with him despite you arriving alone.

Yoongi wasn’t much for publicly display his affections, to no one. But for you he made his exceptions, not only it was an easy way of keeping everyone the hell away from you since it was plain obvious you were his, and also there was the fact that he was incapable of denying you anything.

-Come on now, no one is dying tonight-

-Yet-

You laughed at that. -Have you been having fun without me?- you asked to leave the death threats behind.

-Far from, this is merely political as I told you, but at least booze is running good- he signaled a waiter that immediately brought a glass of champagne for you and whiskey for him. -I’m glad you are here- he smiled a little as he gave you your glass, you cheered and sipped, he took you all in and you could tell by his gaze that he liked what he saw. You were wearing an old rose velvet dress that clung to your body just to perfection to enhance the heart shaped cleavage and the diamond necklace that sparkled with ostentation. It had been a gift from him as Yoongi usually showered you with luxury, more than you could have asked, but he insisted in you having the best of the best. He leaned his body to yours, the hand around your waist going dangerously low. -I can’t wait to take you home baby girl-

You shuddered hearing that and gave him a sultry smile. -But I just got here, Mr Min-

He chuckled, straitening his back again as he nodded to some people that were greeting him from afar, everyone knew him, people were desperately eager to please him, terrified of him or wanted to kill him. Yoongi didn’t seem affected by none of those things, instead he was more focused on you.

-These people are unbearable- he scoffed, giving another sip at his whiskey to then stretch hands with a man who came to greet him.

-I wonder how I could make this evening more… satisfying- you whispered pressing your breasts against his side. Yoongi smirked and gave you a dark look full of desire.

-Accompany me for a smoke- he said letting his arm fall from your body to offer you his hand.

You arched your brows, that was quick, you usually kept playing for a bit more before sneaking for some distraction.

Yoongi licked his lips giving you a lopsided smile. -As I happen to like the ideas on that  wicked mind of yours Y/N, I actually want to smoke-

You rolled your eyes and he chuckled triumphant, the asshole, you’d be collecting this later. He saw your expression and kissed your temple as you started to walk outside together, but as you were reaching the doors another group of men stopped him. This time it was different than the others, this time you felt Yoongi tense beside you, stepping forward as he was standing slightly in front of you, a subtle way of shielding you from whoever these people were.

-If it isn’t Min Yoongi in the flesh- the man at the front said with a way too enthusiastic smile.

-Jaebum- Yoongi nodded in acknowledgment. He was going to keep walking to dodge them but Jaebum stepped forward, it made Yoongi glare at him, the guys around Jaebum tensing, two guys that you recognized from Yoongi’s group coming closer.

-Wait Yoongi, man- he whistled. -Ever so evasive, I was hoping of finally meeting your girlfriend- he looked at you now, but you knew he already knew who you were, it was obvious he wasn’t Yoongi’s friend and his intentions were at the least doubtful, or worse, taking that Yoongi felt uneasy around him.

-I’m sure she’s delighted to meet you- he said with murderous sarcasm as he very protectively kept standing in the middle, allowing him to see you but not to touch you.

-My pleasure- you smiled in fake politeness, you hoped to never see this man ever again in your life, the fact that he unsettled Yoongi made you anxious.

-Beautiful woman- he admired, but you could tell it was more to taunt Yoongi than to compliment you.

-And pretty deadly too- Yoongi said as a matter of fact making Jaebum curious and for you to wait what he was going to say. -I heard whoever messes with her ends up dead-

Jaebum was taken aback by the obvious threat but didn’t act upon it as he just stared at Yoongi with contained rage.

-Jaebum- Yoongi said his name after another hard glare.

-Yoongi- he replied likewise in that cryptic way of saying good bye.

Yoongi took you away from him, you noticed how Jaebum kept watching, what was his deal? If he was Yoongi’s real enemy what was he doing in the party?

You went to a garden that would let to the parking lot if you were to walk further, but you stopped near a sitting space bordered with chrysanthemum bushes.

-Yoongi, what was that about? Who is that guy?-

Yoongi led you to sit down on a bench, he took a pack of cigarettes of his pocket and lit one in a quick move. -A pain in the ass that I cannot kill, yet- he answered after a long drag.

-Why is he here then?-

-He has some business with one of my allies, but he is a dubious associate so we have him on ice for the mean time- he stood up and stared around, doing a sign to a sentinel, one of the boys on watch, to keep his eyes open in the perimeter. Yoongi was always working, restless. You knew he took all kind of precautions specially when it was about you. You wondered sometimes if it was too much, but being in this world you guessed it wasn’t, you were thankful that he was so protective. Women were dispensable for a lot of guys in this world, anyone who wasn’t blood could be replaced. But he treated you like the most precious being in his life, in the whole world.

He stood in front of you and caressed your cheek, making you look up at him as you were still sitting on the bench. His touch was gentle despite his callused hands, his big palm cupped your left cheek and you leaned to the touch like a kitten, giving him a kiss to show him your affection -I didn’t want him to see you-

-He would have eventually- you told him to stop him for tormenting over this. -Is he that dangerous?-

Yoongi sat down again next you. -I cant underestimate him, if he’s stupid enough to try something we will take him out, he knows it-

-But he could still try-

Yoongi exhaled nodding. -For his own good he better not, you don’t need to be afraid my love-

You smiled after hearing him saying that, he was always so caring to you. -Promise me you will be careful-

-I promise- he accepted kissing your hand.

-Boss- a voice interrupted your moment and then you saw one of Yoongi’s men approaching from a side.

-What?- he barked annoyed with the interruption.

-Mr. Kim is asking for your whereabouts, he wanted you to meet some people-

Yoongi huffed to which you shook your head amused. -You should go Yoongi-

He smirked your way. -Tell Mr. Kim I left, and tell one of the boys to get my car ready-

-You got it boss- the guy left and you gave Yoongi a reprobating yet amused stare.

-Priorities Y/N- he said with the smirk still dancing on his lips as he caressed your cheek to then entangle a hand through your hair -I have to take good care of my baby girl first thing- he gave your hair a slight pull and you almost purred.

-Would that be a wise choice, Mr Min?-

He leaned in to kiss you, humming when you opened your mouth for him, pressing you to him, making you moan as he bit your lips. -I’m afraid right now is the only choice-

[theladymeera]

Arya’s Visit/A Heart-to-Heart

Can’t come up with a better title at the moment, sorry. A short Arya one-shot for @aegon. Sorry it took so long. I ended up doing a little prequel to the bran/meera modern au I’m going to start publishing soonish since I love the Stark girls in it more than anything. You can read it below the cut or on AO3 when I post it there.

Edit: Here’s the AO3 link [x]

Arya popped her bubblegum loudly, a habit that had always made her mother angry but her mother couldn’t complain when she wasn’t there to watch so Arya kept blowing bubbles. It was quiet at the train station that afternoon, a benefit of leaving early. Arya kept her hands deep in her fleece-lined pockets to keep her hands warm as she’d forgotten her gloves.

The ride from Riverrun to Winterfell was long but Arya enjoyed it, she needed the quiet for a few minutes. A 24-hour shift in the chidlren’s hospital had left her feeling like a damp rag that had been rung out too much. So many children. Some of them were only there for minor surgeries, a couple stitches, a broken ankle. But there were others that had the bald heads, sallow skin, or empty eyes of someone who had been too sick for far too long. It wrenched at Arya’s heart.

Her thoughts were broken when a text came in, another one in the continuous conversation on the Stark’s group chat; currently named “Howlies” at Rickon’s suggestion. Arya had a feeling the name would not last just as the last eight names hadn’t. The addition was Sansa’s “Can’t wait to see everyone tonight!”

Arya’s phone kept buzzing with her brothers’ and Jon’s responses, with the exception of Bran who Arya figured was probably sleeping, possibly high although he swore up and down that he was clean and had been for nearly six months. While Arya was thinking of a response she received a private text from Jon “You are coming aren’t you?”

“On the 🚂 now”

“Okay I’ll pick you up when you get here.”

Arya grinned, she had missed Jon more than anyone. She spent the rest of the train ride listening to music, looking out the window, and ignoring the continuous texts of the group chat and the occasional text from a friend. Hot Pie was filling her inbox with his lengthy musings on his bread recipe. She didn’t need to comment on it and she’d benefit from it when she returned to Riverrun.

Jon was waiting for Arya as she stepped off the train at the Winterstown station. He wrapped her in a bear hug when she found him. “How was the trip little sister?”

“Fine,” she told him. Arya picked her bag up from where she’d dropped it and followed Jon to the car. “So how is everyone else?”

He waved his hand “Well enough – some better than others. You’ll find out when you get home.”

While Winterfell as a city had been officially absorbed into Winterstown centuries before it had remained the most upscale and wealthy area of the entire North, and as a result of its being much more well known that Winterstown the whole region was known in the South as Winterfell. Some things had changed Arya saw from the window of the passenger’s seat in the waning light. There was new construction near the airport and some of the shops had changed in even the older parts of town. She and Jon enjoyed having only the radio quietly playing the latest hits from Volantis and Lannisport, though Jon would have honestly preferred classical music and Arya leaned towards Braavosi styles but neither of those were available at that hour and it was easy to tune out.

Arya drew in her breath when Jon turned onto the street into her parents’ neighborhood. The fencing was imposing and the houses were particularly large and often lavish. There was a change in the front garden of her parents’ home. “Jon what happened to the tree?” she asked, a tinge of panic in her voice. The ancient ironwood that had stood sentinel over her parents’ front lawn since before her father was born was gone, an enormous black stump and some missing grass was all that was left in the area it had once been.

“It was diseased and it had to be taken down a week ago. I thought your mother would have mentioned.”

“She didn’t.”

“Well maybe this is why if you’re going to cry over it,” he said good-naturedly.

The annual flowers were different, her mother had chosen a mix of what looked like purple and white flowers from what Arya could see in the dim light of the street lights and the garden lamps. Arya noted this without the shock she’d felt at losing her favorite climbing tree. Her mother usually chose a different mix of annuals annually. It kept things fresh without cutting into the foundations of what made their home, well, their home. “Do you need a minute with the stump?” Jon asked, grabbing Arya’s bag from the trunk.

“No, I’ll have a funeral for it tomorrow.” That got her cousin to laugh and he threw an arm over her shoulders to guide her inside.

It was just the family that evening. Normally Arya would have expected to see some of her mother’s Tully relatives like her great uncle Brynden and his husband, her uncle Edmure and his wife or some family friends such as the Reeds or Baratheons but instead it was just her parents, siblings, and Jon. Which would obviously lead to some sort of girls’ activity with her mother and Sansa, the two people she was looking forward to spending time with the least. Arya bore the tight embraces, Rickon’s fist bump, and a somewhat awkward hug with Jeyne due to her swollen belly. Arya felt as if there were butterflies in her own belly.

The dinner went smoothly, the only blips being when Robb spilled wine on his dress shirt and when Rickon failed to smother a belch which earned himself and Robb sharp looks. Rickon for belching, Robb for laughing. Arya hid her own snort by pretending to choke on a sip of wine. Her mother noticed but chose to ignore it.

“It’s wonderful to have all of us together again for once,” Catelyn began when the table was being cleared.

“Here we go,” Arya thought dismally.

“– and while I adore all of my boys I think we need to have some time together as ladies. Sansa, Arya?” Catelyn’s stare seemed to bore into Arya’s head. Arya didn’t dare ignore the direction and followed her mother, sister, and sister-in-law to the theater room. Jeyne and Sansa settled down to work on giving Jeyne a pedicure, she couldn’t reach her feet after all, and Catelyn pulled her youngest aside.

“Did you get a new tattoo or a tongue piercing or whatnot?” Catelyn snapped once they were out of earshot of their companions.

“What? No.” Arya crossed her arms in front of her chest and glared up at her mother.

“Then can you explain why you’ve spent the whole evening acting guilty?”

“I have not been acting guilty.”

“Then what would you call your behavior? It is not normal for you. I appreciate your not fighting with your sister, though I will admit you haven’t done that in some time, but if something wasn’t off you would have at least spent more time talking to your brothers or Jon.”

Arya took a deep breath, “I didn’t want to have this conversation.”

“What conversation,” Catelyn put a cool hand on Arya’s shoulder.

“I –” Arya glanced at where her sister and Jeyne were seated, “can I speak to you in private?”

Catelyn’s eyebrows rose, “alright.”

They walked back to the kitchen which was deserted now that the cook had gone home. Arya ran her hand along the marble counter and listened to the dishwasher humming. Her mother set two glasses of water between them and stared her daughter down. “What is this all about? Out with it.”

Arya kept her eyes on the lines in the stone, “I quit med school.”

“You what?” Catelyn hissed.

“I couldn’t do it anymore. I – I hate the studying and I don’t like any of the doctors I know. It’s too cerebral or, or whatever. I just felt so tense all the time, I was under so much pressure to finish school and become this like, great doctor like I’d planned on and it wasn’t working and when I sent the school my withdrawal letter it felt so good and I didn’t want to tell any of you because I’ve been working towards being a doctor for so long and I felt so ashamed that I jumped ship so late when I was supposed to be smart and dependable and I always said I’d never change my mind about what I wanted to be but it just wasn’t right. I’m sorry.” Arya wiped furiously at a tear that had escaped.

Catelyn stayed quiet for a few minutes while Arya regained control. “I was afraid you were going to tell me you were pregnant,” she said at last.

Arya laughed, “Me? No. No. Never.”

Catleyn leaned back in her chair, “Never say never Arya. You just told me you quit medical school, giving up a dream you’ve had since you were nine years old.”

“I mean I don’t expect to ever come crawling home in tears as an unwed mother who doesn’t even know who the father is.” Arya took a drink of her water, “Aren’t you angry with me?”

“For dropping out of school? It is disappointing, an adjustment to be made, but it’s not the worst thing you could have done. As long as you’re happy. Speaking of which, what have you been doing since you quit?”

Arya’s shoulder’s dropped as the last bits of eternal stress fled her system. If her mother wasn’t angry that she’d quit school then there was no chance her father would be. “I’m still an RN you know so I got a job at the children’s hospital in Riverrun, since I didn’t want to go back to Braavos at all, and I’ve been taking some courses at the community college there in like languages and math. And I’ve been dancing a lot. Just, trying to figure out what I really want now that I know doctoring isn’t it.”

“So you’re not living on the streets in Essos?”

Arya shook her head, “No, of course not.”

“And you’re happy?”

Arya thought for a moment, “Yeah, it’s the happiest I’ve been since before dad went to work in King’s Landing.”

“Good,” her mother said before she stood and came around the counter to bury Arya in an embrace. “That’s all I want for you my little wolf girl,” Catelyn muttered into Arya’s hair.

[agents-of-virtue]

Masterlist

Information:

Agent Annabelle’s Formal File

Meet Agent Annabelle

Meet Agent Nephilim

Background on Annabelle (1 , 2)

Headcanons for Annabelle ( 1 , 2 )

Annabelle’s relationships ( 1 , 2 , 3 )

Writing

Fluff

First Kiss

Annabelle and Drake, after a slight miscommunication, share a rather sweet moment. (Official start of Sleight of Heart!) 

Lost and Found

What started out as a fun episode between Kieran and Anna evolves into a discovery of something lost to time.

A Gift

It’s Kieran’s birthday and Anna does all she can to make it special.

Two People, One Bed

Anna has a nightmare and goes to the only person she trusts to help her back to sleep. 

Mom

An early morning chat provides an early morning slip up between Anna and Aly.

Mother’s Day

Anna leaves some gifts for the ladies of the Society

Pet Names

What Anna and Drake call each other

Touch

Two times where Drake sees that maybe Anna still needs help

Time in the Snow

A sleepless night leads Anna out side. And where Anna goes, Drake is sure to follow.

First Laugh

Anna and Cass have a picnic that results in a very special moment for the both of them

Reaching For Faith

A look into a very special connection between one of Roanoke’s exorcists and a very quiet interrogation officer 

A New Year

In honor of her heritage, Anna decides to celebrate the Jewish New Year with... Her family.

Just Be

Anna hasn’t seen Aly in a while and she’s a bit concerned. Hopefully everything is okay.

Reunion

Kieran has a surprise for Rebekah that she never thought possible

High School AU

How It Happened

A glimpse into some of the tragedy that plagues the Bailey’s.

The Beginning

Rebekah starts her adventures at The Roanoke Academy!

Misunderstanding

Jack can be a bit oblivious before his morning coffee, but Laura is used to it by now.

Rockets

Charlie meets a very peculiar girl that has a fascination with rockets.

Sparks

Since his last encounter with Ellie didn’t go so well, maybe he can just run her out of his mind. Or will that only bring them closer together?

Heiress AU

Family is Tough Pt. 2

Rebekah confronts her father about a growing concern she has about her health and safety.

A Guest

After Family is Tough, Rebekah runs off to find comfort in her uncle Kieran. Little did she know that she was stumbling into something.

Angst

Audio Files

Drake has been hiding something from Anna...

A Dream

Valdimar, King of the Arctic, dreams of what could have been 

If Only

Neronlupe has a wonderful that turns into a nightmare that leaves him questioning things.

Dark Timelines

Code Violet: Not Like This

Anna had no clue what a Code Violet meant, but she had no idea the outcome would change everything.

Not Herself

Something’s wrong with Annabelle and nobody knows what to do.

Sweet As Honey

Anna has discovered a new power and she goes to the only person she knows can help her, Ondine.

Sweet As Honey: The Set Up

Anna starts the motions to her plan with the first obstacle in her way, Sentinel.

NSFW

Headcanons

Hot and Heavy

Drake and Anna spend a little quality time together before being interrupted. 

Kinktober 2018

Day 1

Fun Stuff

Heathers

I cast the musical Heathers with agents from Roanoke!

Carrie

I cast the musical Carrie: The Musical with agents from Roanoke!

Next to Normal

I cast the musical Next to Normal with agents from Roanoke! With a few exceptions.

[winterhawkwips]

sentinel!AU 3

He doesn’t quite zone on the cycling of the plane’s engines, the vibration he can feel through his back, through the soles of his feet. It’s a good focus, though, something he can distract himself with for a time. It’s a few hours in the air; apparently the usual airport bullshit bureaucracy doesn’t kick in when you’re flying Stark Air and before he knows it he’s blinking in brilliant Iowa sunlight and deeply regretting that he forgot his sunglasses. It’s a little before 10am and the stores are open; he buys some aviators and a packet of trail mix from a girl called Trish with a smile as wide as the sky. She asks for his story and he goes with the circus, ‘cos she seems like a girl who’ll appreciate it, and she happily obliges when he asks for the police station’s direction. 

It’s a small town, the kind where people wish him good morning as he walks down the street, the kind where he’s betting Wilson doesn’t get the same treatment. 

The other Avengers - except Bruce, maybe, although he’d miss the mass spectrometers any place else - all seem like city folk. Clint’s adapted to the city, sure, but he feels like his lungs are fully expanding for the first time in a while. There are shitty as hell parts to small town life, sure; his teens felt a little like he was saran-wrapped into place by the focus of what others expected him to be. But every breeze is a reminder of green and open space, and there’s a part of him that’s always thought retiring to a farm sounded kinda perfect. He’s always wanted a dog, for one, but unbonded Sentinels - even broken ones - don’t get to be responsible for other lives. It’s one of the more stupid restrictions, ‘cos if there was ever a group of people that need therapy dogs... 

The police station is a low building, yellow-brown brick, and all of the cars in the lot are four-wheel drive. The blinds are slatted, but one of them’s been hitched up to let a vase of daisies sit on the sill. Clint is seriously confused about what the hell Steve could’ve done to’ve wound up arrested someplace like this. He’s hoping for something like destruction of public property - Steve gets pissed at confederate flags - but Tasha has seemed genuinely worried about his state of mind since the whole Bucky thing. Hopefully no one got hurt. 

He’s idly scanning the apartment building opposite, thinking calming thoughts about line of sight, when a glint of light corner-catches his eye. There’s someone on the roof. The lines of sight are for shit but it’s the best you’re gonna get in the kind of area where abandoned buildings are snapped up and turned into Walmarts quick as winking. 

Clint drifts across to the building, casual as you please. The fire escape’s the most obvious option, but it’s a cast iron orchestra waiting for a pair of sensible boots like Clint’s to realise its full symphonic potential. Instead he scouts the outside of the building, thanks small town trust for the fire escape that’s propped open with an oversized can of beans, to take advantage of the gentle breeze. 

It’s ten storeys of institutional green and peeling carpets. The lock on the door to the roof is hanging off - whoever broke it obviously didn’t give the slightest shit for operational discretion. 

It takes him a moment to locate the guy - partly ‘cos he’s tucked himself behind some kinda heating duct, partly ‘cos the roof is covered in loose gravel and Clint never has any clue how loud he’s being on that shit, always errs on the side of caution. He knows he’s got a little leeway, at least, since the glint of light - whether telescope or sniper-, tells him the guy’s unlikely to be a Sentinel. 

He gets line of sight eventually with some seriously careful maneuvering. The guy’s lying like a sniper, although he isn’t packing like one. He’s got a baseball cap over dark hair that’s long enough to cover the collar of his gray shirt. All of that kinda gets skipped over, though, ‘cos it’s kinda hard to ignore the late summer sun shining off the guy’s left hand. Looks like he’s not the only one checking up on the Cap. 

Of course, what he’s gonna do now isn’t the easiest thing to decide. The lack of weaponry is for the moment reassuring. Clint’s heard some of the stories, though. He heard this one about Latvia, about this guy and his spine abruptly parting ways. Now he’s not saying that’s true, necessarily, but Natasha Romanov is not scared of a lot, and Clint is scared of whole catalogs of things she doesn’t bat an eye at, and this Winter Soldier guy makes her flinch. 

He taps his phone against his lips, thinking hard. And then shrugs and taps out a quick and quiet text. 

So hypathetical bucky barnes?

Clint is a stealth genius - did he tap his phone against his teeth? No he did not - and also occasionally a dumbass. Hostile JARVIS takeover of his phone always leaves the silent mode on vibrate, which he really shoulda remembered before this moment, right here. 

The buzz brings the guy’s head around, snap, reflexes like a steel trap. He’s got storm-blue eyes above bruise-purple dark circles, and he’s on his feet before Clint’s done more than raise his hands. 

“I come in peace,” he says - and yup, that’s a knife, that’s a knife in his goddamn hands - “swear to god I’m not looking to hurt you, Barnes.” 

The man flinches like Clint’s taken a swing at him and mumbles something the aids don’t catch. It’s something that changes his stance, though, squares his shoulders, puts a look on his face that Clint is deeply uncomfortable seeing there. He drops to a knee on autopilot, pulls the tab that renders his bag useless past this point but also disassembles the whole thing in milliseconds and puts his bow right under his hand. He whips it out and into position before Barnes has taken more than a couple steps, and all in all it’d be a pretty impressive move if he hadn’t packed so carelessly, if a pair of bright white arrow-covered boxers didn’t come flying out too, catching his eyes and ruining his focus. 

He doesn’t even catch the movement Barnes makes but there’s an impact against his shoulder, feels like a fist at first until he shifts backwards and something grates against his collarbone. And push down touch all you want to, a knife in the goddamn shoulder is still gonna be a hindrance. He’s knocked backwards by it, catches himself briefly on his hands but his right arm collapses as soon as he puts weight on it. 

“Fuck!”

Heavy footfalls near, hesitate a second. 

“Stay down.” 

The guy’s voice is not so deep as he’d expected, sort of mid-range, and he sounds freaked out in a way that seems to resonate with Clint - absurdly he kinda finds himself wanting to reassure the guy that everything’s gonna be okay. 

He leaves before Clint can say anything, though, and Clint just hopes to god there’s still enough human in him to not have barricaded the roof access shut. 

The sun is high overhead and Clint idly watches a couple clouds drift across the endless blue, staying turtled out on his back until he can get his breath back. No two ways about it, this is gonna suck, and he’s gonna have to peel back the mental body armor in case he moves the wrong way and fucks himself up ‘cos he can’t feel his body’s warning signs. 

Clint feels around beside him, locating the smooth screen of his Starkphone after a second or two of fumbling. He squints against the bright day but eventually he manages to read Tasha’s answering text. 

DO NOT ENGAGE. 

Turns out that laughing really fuckin’ hurts. 

[lissachan504]

Writing Challenge:

Issued by: @hoseoks-kitten to break my writing stall out. THANK YOU!!!!

Rules:

4000+ Words using the photo above.

Any Genre

Any Fandom/OC count of your choosing.

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My adaptation:

Title: Sen (Tieyn’s Journey)

Genre: Fantasy

Fandom: BTS 

AU Character: Prince Yoongi (AKA SUGA)

OC: Tieyn Arah (Egeria ( Water Fae)

Sen (Tieyn’s Journey)

By: Lissachan504/Aka Tumblr Mom.

Word Count:1,573 (the rest in part 2 tumblr is giving me crap)

Part 1:  The Forbidden Dance in the Moonlight.

 Prince Yoongi was the first and only child of King and Queen Min.The Honorable and benevolent rulers of the great eastern lands of Miook. Which could explain why they felt the need to keep watch on him with a careful eye. Not only was he the heir to the throne, he was also their most precious boy and of course, they spoiled him with whatever he desired no matter the cost.

But as Yoongi grew older he began to push away from his parents wanting to explore and experience things on his own. His father took his new shift in attitude as willful defiance against his and his mother wishes, thus they pulled the reins tighter, nearly suffocating him.

 First by limiting his time with the kingdoms alchemist Gi, who was known far and wide for his crazy ideas and theories but a good friend to the prince. Second by hiring a well-established scholar to guide him how to utilize his spare time more efficiently and finally they assigned four brutish bodyguards to follow him wherever he went. Morning, noon and night. They even parked outside his room as he slept just in case he got the notion to pull a little mischief. Something he did quite often.

Soon he felt more like a prisoner than the crowned prince. He hated being treated like a child and began to resent his parents for their lack of trust in his judgment.

 One night, after an exhausting dinner of constant nagging by his mother to chose a bride from the upcoming Blossom Festival. Yoongi decided to slip out of the palace and sneak down to the beach for a quiet walk in the moonlight. One of his favorite things. The ocean waters.

 It wasn’t as difficult as he expected. Once he sprinkled the herbs Gi gave him into the soldier’s nightly rations, they almost instantly fell asleep. Genius. He must remember to thank, Gi later.

The raven haired prince side smirked as he lifted the dark hood over his head to veil his handsome features. Luckily night was on his side, plus not many villagers were out and about at this hour. They feared what may lie in the darkness. 

Cautiously he made his way down the back steps, around the courtyard gardens, and out the rear entrance. It took little to no effort. Most of the wall centuries spent most of their time napping than patrolling anyway.

After he got far enough from the eyes in the watch towers he pulled back his hood and exhaled a sigh of relief. Peace. He didn't know when it happened, but his good loving parent had turned into unrelenting sentinels and no longer cared about his happiness. They only wanted one thing…him to find a wealthy bride and produce and heir. Did he have no other worth than that? He knew what his responsibilities were and he had the intelligence to rule the kingdom fairly as his father. now does. Why do they doubt him so much? It frustrated him to no end.

Yoongi frowned beginning his walk through the thick nest of trees to the sandy beach below. As he sauntered along the well-worn mixed gravel pathway, he picked a pale and silky bloom that had made its home at the edge.

He wanted to make them proud…if they would let him. Also this bride the bride nonsense…drove him absolutely mad. He would pick a wife when he found one not interested in power or coin. Two-faced vain puppets dressed in fancy dresses. Poisoned by their conniving parents to only think of power and position, they latch on to anything with a title. What about caring for the person you marry? Even Love? That frail and delicate emotion that in these times would vanish if you mention it aloud. Maybe he was just a dreamer, but he couldn’t be the only one…

Slowly he raised the flower to his nose and inhaled the light feathery fragrance. He smiled musingly. Why can’t all things in life be as simple as this blossom? After a few minutes of wandering, he came to the end and it opened up onto the soft, shell covered beach.

“ At last…” He whispered, gazing out at the dark waters rolling beneath the glowing moon and them crawl up and down the wet glossy terrain.”Peace”

Still holding onto the flower he traversed the thick lumpy peaks and ridges to the edge of the surf. The warm water rushed up, chasing the translucent ghost crabs as they foraged for food. Cute little things; about the size of a dinner biscuit. Not too smart though. The prince chuckled to himself and continued on his night adventure.

As time grew later, he took notice of a beautiful and mysterious blue glow just beneath the surface of the water.  A veil of black lace and shimmery sapphires. 

He halted, crouching over to examine the light closer. Gi had told him that it was tiny little animals searching for food that made that glow or something like that…no bigger than the head of a pin.  Science revealed oddities as a natural function of nature. Others would disagree saying it was the magic of the sea fairies… such nonsense, although secretly he wanted to believe that there were supernatural beings out there. Sprites, mermaids, sirens..all tales to enchant children, but the stories had to come from a shred of fact.

Gently, Yoongi dipped his palm in the current, fanning his fingers out. The stars of the sea shone brighter from his touch. Back and forth he glided his hand in the frothy surf.  So simple but it gave him so much joy. He wished things could be different.

That's when he heard it...

A faint song hidden within the crashing waves. At first, he wasn’t sure if he heard it until the singing came again. Louder. Where was it coming from? From what he could tell he was the only person who had visited in the last few hours. So who was the songstress? 

Yoongi’s sharp and focused eyes searched for of the source in the darkness but saw nothing but random light and jiggly jellyfish paroling the deep. That voice...he must find her.

Then Bubbles, then ripples started to form a few feet out, just beyond the surf.

“Hmm?” He hummed concentrating on that particular spot.

More bubbles and the lapping waves curled and bowed like the fountain in the courtyard. He should be wary, it could be a shark or giant squid looking for its nightly meal...but he couldn’t move nor could he look away. The song, the somber and hauntingly beautiful song locked onto him and anchored to the sand. Good heavens.. was it a siren?

Abruptly, as to answer his question, the water funneled, winding and spinning like a liquid cone. sapphire and gold lights sparkled from withing, then fanned out, pulling the water into a new shape. A shell? Or a lush flower perhaps.

 Narrowing his view, brought his eyes to clarity. In the center of the magical bloom was a figure. A thin and feminine silhouette. There's a person in there? How could they breathe? 

The suddenly the singing stopped and the being was pushed forward from the spiraling cone, eventually, the waves lay back down with its brothers. Nothing remained of the spectacle but the figure standing on the sea, The seconds that passed felt like hours, even months. He just crouched there likes suspicious frog staring out at what had been.  Had he lost his mind? Did his parents drug his drink at supper? So many questions pulsed through his mind like a whirling top. Then the creature moved, slowly stepping towards him. The closer it came the clearer the image became and to his surprise....it was a girl.

A young heavenly girl, no older than him, tall and slender in frame, wearing a shimmery mint dress to her knees. Her feet were bare, except for delicate thin wraps around her tiny ankles adorned with colorful shells and pearls.

Yoongi raised slowly to his feet, gawking, jaw unhinged and awestruck. His wide eyes followed her as she casually walked over to greet him.  She was beautiful..and couldn't be real...

 Her gaze watched him for a moment before she spoke.

“Are you…a mortal?” She asked in a sweet and soft voice. Her steel colored gems shining like stars in the pale glow of the moon. Was he seeing things?He didn’t have that much wine with dinner…

“Ye..ees. I am.”He said finally. Who would have thought that this world would have such a radiant creature? For real. “Truly?” She asked excitedly. The aqua haired nymph moved in on him fearlessly and cupped his face in her silky hands before he could protest. Her tiny thumbs gently gliding over his skin. He didn't know how to handle this situation. Woman of society never acted with such boldness. They always hid behind frilly words and demurely subtle movements. Not like this...not like her. He found the direct contact exciting and kind of refreshing. “I am…” He stuttered but didn’t push her away. “Who and what are you?” She giggled so pleasantly, musically; it gave him goosebumps. “ I am Tieyn.” Removing her palms from him. “ I am what is called in mortal tongue a water sprite?I come from below and will now begin my life’s journey ” 

@hoseoks-kitten @nyxhikari @hobi-huney @superwholockmarkiplier @nearlyminyoongi Tell me what you think? Should I do this as a real fic on Wattpad?

[kurtty-drabbles]

Evil Movie au (fire)

N/A: I thought about this while I was on the queue. Jean is antagonist towards Kitty but she´s not a monster.

@djinmer4 @dannybagpipesarecalling @sailorstar9 @discordsworld @look-ma-no-hands336

Leadership is something that requires tough decisions, whilst making sure the team is united. Jean Grey does see herself as a natural leader, yet, not every decision is free from consequences and the red hair can see how few of her plans can have flaws.

"Kitty, do you have a minute?" Jean asked as Kitty Pryde just step out from the danger room, sweating and using a towel on her shoulder, Jean does not remember sweating on the danger room, yet, she reminiscence the blood she spits on the missions.

Kitty stares at Jean, politeness mixing with coldness, Storm is the favourite mentor in her eyes, even if Storm does not have a group, to be fair, Jean offered to Storm several times, but, the woman refuses...she has her reasons and her right to not engage in a team.

"I´m here to explain myself better to you, I may not express myself as I previously thought" Jean confessed and Kitty lets the other woman speaks freely.

"You may think you´re ready to fight, you may think you have what´s necessary, but, Kitty...I saw thousands of girls just like you. Girls who want to hug the world and suddenly, they are no longer able to help themselves" Jean speaks gravely as Kitty only listen. "Wehn I rejected you from my team, it wasn´t with malice, I did that because I know you won´t survive and if the X-men can´t save one of their members what message that transmit to the Mutants?" she concluded kindly sure of herself that now Kitty will see her way.

Kitty nods slowly and a small smile graces the red hair face, of course, now Kitty sees her way. "So, to sum up, you think I´m weak and I should let others fight the battle?" she asked humming and letting a disappointed and disapproving tone reflect all her senses.

"I´d think I saw this story too, silly and naive Kitty, stay on the sidelines and let the strong heroes save you, sweetie," her eyes shine with determination "sweetie and naive Kitty, girls like you won´t be accepted in big universities, except, I´m on a big university" she continues to respond "silly and naive Kitty, let a man protect you and lead an innocent and pure life, except, I´m not a nymph who lives in a wood Jean, people will try to take me down Jean, people will try to kill me in any form possible" she speaks letting her emotions rule her mind.

"I´m a woman, a Jewish and a mutant and this makes me a target as much any minority group. And I´ll not hide and let them win, I´ll fight and win. I know you think my powers are useless" Jean tries to counterattack, to explain her position in a more flourish way, But, Kitty only lifts her hand to stop her words to even form a sentence "I know. I know, Jean, my powers aren´t flashy as yours, but, here the thing. This is my fight as much as yours and I´ll use my powers and my brain to continue to win, if you want to label as weak, is your own fault"

And leaves a flabbergast Jean Grey behind. Kitty Pryde didn´t dwell on this conversation as much Jean is currently doing.

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Kitty Pryde is heaving as a monster is chasing after her, the monster is not a robotic monstrosity this time nor is a Juggernaut, in fact, is a monster made of mud and trash. Kitty is running to get the monster away from civilians.

It seems the creature wants Kitty Pryde and Shadowcat is lucky for that, as it gives a chance to defeat a creature away from prying eyes. Jean and Wanda are dealing with an evil mage who is taking far of their energy and Jean´s initial plan crumble as it proves useless.

The monster, as Kitty is analysing, only has his scary demeanour as a weapon, his intellect is lower and the creature is slow, yet, his strength is not above human, but, can cause damages.

"Katzchen" Nightcrawler comes out of the shadows, oh, he can blind with the shadows thanks to his fur, it´s a neat trick. And the Nightcrawler offers a smug smile as Shadowcat is asserting the situation. "A dangerous situation, indeed, want me to save you?" Kurt asked amused, maybe not wanting to offend(to offend in such regards you need to know the person deeply, and they acquiesce at best and corset´s enthusiastic only goes so far)

Kitty has that shine into her brown, doe eyes, as she pulls his uniform(the fabric resemble velcro and leather) by phasing her fingers through the said shirt and pulling the tall man close to her face. "I´m Shadowcat and I´m sick and tired of people looking down on me, I don´t need to be saved, Nightcrawler, I´m not stuck with that creature...the creature is stuck with me" she concluded letting the Nightcrawler go as her eyes shine with determination and Kurt smiles sincerely this time.

"Not my intention to offended, then, what will Shadowcat do?" Kurt asked impressed and Kitty only smirks as she watches the creature one last time. "Why, Nightcrawler, I´ll win" and rush to the creature, phasing the ground to make the monster stops moving.

Then, Kitty, phasing as the big arm of the monster tries to knock her down, is climbing until she spots a magical item that was giving live to the creature stopped moving and returns to be just mud.

Kitty cleans the dirt from her face and only replies "2 down, now it only rest one" she calls, mentally, to Wanda explaining the situation and she can theorize how the villain´s power is linked to those magical items.

Kurt Wagner looks at Kitty in awe as the woman speaks in a confident tone how the last monster must be on the water. Case proved on her favour as her machinery pick up a monster getting from a pool nearby.

"Nightcrawler, do you want help?" Kitty asked noticing how Kurt is still here and is not opposed to his presence.

"You´re full of surprises, Shadowcat, I´d like that" smirks and off they go to face the last monster. The situation with the villain resolves nicely.

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Kitty Pryde just gets out of the shower when Rogue shows up and clears her throat.

"Kitty" Rogue clears her throat again "I want to say sorry and thank you for helping me with the mission today"

"We´re teammates, Rogue, we got each other back" Kitty replied and asked, "did Kurt asked you to do this?"

"No, I´m doing this on my own free will, I´d know I treat you badly out of petty jealousy, is just...you can touch Bobby and I don´t and..." Rogue tries to carries on.

"I´m not interested in Bobby, Rogue, but, look, I don´t think you should be that concerned on a relationship like that if you think Bobby would cheat that easily ...maybe the relationship is not that great as you hope "

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Wanda is looking at the magical items, thanks to Kitty, no civilians were hurt and the image of mutants get a bit cleaner, and now, Scarlet Witch has 3 magical items and it means two things.

One, there are more magical users in the world.

two, One of those magical users are working for Magento and Wanda knows she will have to face her father sooner or later.

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Psylocke is back to the headquarters, her mission was a success as she expected.  She killed the designer chef of the Sentinels and used her abilities to make sure England won´t support the Sentinels project. Captain Germany is conflicted, the results help the cause...yet, the morality is something thinner and worrisome to Captain Germany.

Psylocke is drinking her favourite drink when Nightcrawler arrives with that trademark smile.

"Oh, I know that smile, you´re liking someone, so, who´s the victim this time?" Betsy asked amused.

"A new recruit from the X-men, she´s fierce, strong and a petite, marking all my requirements on a woman" Kurt declares.

"Wait, isn´t that woman Jean wants to avoid?" Betsy asked as she has a way to know what the X-men are doing.

"Jean is not good to judge people." Kurt mentions and Betsy pouts "Sorry, I know you liked Scott, but, hey, there´s plenty of fish out there"

"True, and there are birds out there too" The two laugh as they talk about missions, crushes and what they like on a woman. (and man)