#magik x male reader

[ornii]

Jealous? Me? No…

Illyana Rasputin X Male Reader

So I finally watched The New Mutants yesterday, and I gotta say, it wasn’t good, but it wasn’t bad either. An okay Marvel film in my opinion, however Anya Taylor-Joy absolutely killed the role as Magik. And the idea of a Reader who also had a relative in the X-Men and is believable, gave me an idea, and this was it.

The relationship you had with Illyana was particularly hard to define. You wouldn’t call her your girlfriend, but she is also more than a friend. You sensed a Kinship with her ever since your, outburst. It sounds small but it resulted in the deaths of a lot of people, I suppose that’s what happens when a Mutant tried to live a normal life. Having the same genetic system as The Wolverine, it gave you nearly all the same powers, including a deep primal rage that could erupt at any time. Thus, leading you to being hospitalized.

Dr Reyas had an interest in you particularly, it seems only one Successful clone of Wolverine exists; you. Or so they think, you know of one more, Laura. Keeping her secret, keeping her under the nose of the Government was of utmost importance. Everything with Illyana was fine, she was being her usual self, rude, condescending, and just an overall ass to you and everyone, but it didn’t bother you. Everything was fine, until Dani made her appearance. A new challenger enters Illyanas game, and she doesn’t like it.

You and Illyana were watching Dani sleep, granted you two were outside the room, watching though the faded glass. You couldn’t make out any physical differences in her. She looked like your average teenager, maybe her powers are more psionic. You rubbed your chin and Illyana spoke. “I bet Pocahontas will try to run the moment she wakes up.” She said, almost to get a rise out of you, to see your negative but passionate response but you were simply thinking, blocking her out. She noticed your lack of response and turned to you. All your attention wasn’t on her anymore, but on this new girl.

“(Y/n).” She said with that stern Russian accent, it snapped you out of your trance and you finally looked at Illyana, as much as she annoyed and overall pissed you off, her beauty was unmatched, blue Iris, long gorgeous blonde hair like a brick road to heaven, and an accent that commands respect but has such a alluring tone.

“What?” You say, ���You gonna bully this one too?” You say, Illyana smirks, finally getting your attention. “Depends, you seem to be infatuated with Pocahontas.” She said, you finally responded to her obvious jab and shook your head.

“Real fucking funny.” You mutter. “A new girl winds up here and you’re already jealous?” You said, Illyana kept her smile, but deep down she was starting to get annoyed.

“I don’t get jealous.”

“Then you won’t mind me saying hello.” You reply, and reach for the door handle, and for a moment you saw a short glimpse of panic in her eyes, as you gripped the handle, the voice of God spoke to you.

“(Y/n), remove your hand from the door.” Dr Reyas said from the intercom, she was watching, always watching. You reluctantly removed your hand. “Please gather in the main foyer, our daily session begins in 10 minutes.” She says, you look at Illyana and shrug, putting your hands in your jacket, you walk off. You and Illyana enter the room to Roberto, Sam, and Rahne, the other tree stuck in this place. It seems that there were only two chairs left, oddly enough, both seats end up with you next to Illyana. Reyas sits before you all, and starts.

“Yesterday, I asked you to think about… the first time your mutation manifested. Would anyone like to share? (Y/n)? Sam? Illyana? Roberto? Rahne? Look, we can’t help each other unless we talk to each other. I’ve said this a hundred times. This program can’t help you if you refuse to participate. So, Rahne, why don’t you start?” She said, Rahne was a short girl, pixie cut and had a soft Scottish accent, she wasn’t as feminine as most girls, but she had her own charm.

“I…” she started, but Dani, the new girl walked in, sulking.

“Please join us, Dani. This is our new patient, Danielle Moonstar. Let’s do our best to make her feel at home. Go ahead, Rahne.” Reyas said, (Y/n) shrugs and stands up and takes another chair and places it further in the circle.

“Take a seat.” You say, and sit back down, Dani awkwardly sulks next to you, and Illyanas eyes dart from her Hand puppet to you.

“Right. I was 13. I remember running through the woods.” Rahne began.

“How did you feel?” Doctor Reyas asks.

“Free. Like, the most free I’d felt my whole life. But guilty, too.”

“Why feel guilty?” You ask, “You get a turn into a wolf, that’s fucking sick.”

“Because I knew it was bad. I went to Reverend Craig… to see if he could pray it out of me. He asked me to show him, so I changed.” Rahne continues..

“And what did Reverend Craig do?”

“Beat me about half to death. Said I was a witch… that I was going to hell.” Rahne looked so, hurt. You reluctantly sat up from your seat.

“Would anyone else like to share their first time?” Reyas asks, and Illyana decides to turn to heat up.

“New girl. How fucked up are you?” She said, turning the ire on Dani, you turned to the Girl.

“Illyana.” You said, a bit of a grumble.

“Drugs, I bet. Or a nympho, maybe..” she kept pestering. You then decided to raise your voice.

“Cut the shit okay?” You said, The Russian turned to you, seeing your face and found an odd sense of pleasure in it. Reyas takes hold of the situation.

“Keep behaving… exactly like you are right now… and we can all just spend the day in solitary. I want all of you to think very carefully… about how you’d like to use your time here. And how long you want that time to be. (Y/n), since you’re already up… why don’t you show Dani around?” Reyas orders. You stood up, still locking eyes with Illyana.

“Yeah, sure..” you said, and looked over to Dani. You offered your hand to help her up and she took it, she stood up and you began to walk around, showing the new Girl around, that was a mistake.

Night has crept up to you all much sooner than expected, you were preparing to turn in for the night, finishing up clothes duty, the sudden sound of a clank of metal caused you to put the towel down and then around, you half expected death, but it was much worse.. Illyana.

“Oh, it’s you… gonna keep bullying Dani for whatever reason?” You said, but she wasn’t her cocky, overbearing self. She pouted and folded her arms, and asked a single question.

“Do you like her?” She asks, the question blindsided you.

“What?” You responded, and Illyana slowly approached.

“Do you like her? You act like you do..”

“I .. I don’t get it why are you upset?” You said, which causes her to finally just spew her feelings. “You are so fucking dense! Do you not notice anything you big dumb cute plyushevyy mishka?!” She yells, it took you less than a minute to realize she’s pinned you to the wall. Her arm now armored and placed near your head, as she leaned in, her lips barely brush up against yours.

“YA lyublyu tebya, Rosomakha.” She said, your mind translated the words.. “I Love you, Wolverine.” Your hands almost instinctively wrapped around her waist, much to her shock. Your lips pressed firmly against hers and her powers almost activate due to a high sense of, emotion. And it seems you two fall together, to her happy place.

Jealousy, from what I heard it runs in the Family…

(This was just a short thing I wanted to write, Definitely want to make more New Mutant Content, we need more of it.)

[uwuowotf2waslife]

What does your husbando/waifu/nonbinary barbie-crotched S/O says about you?

TW: slight teasing,but oh well...., also nsfw themes and swearing ( sowwy)

TEAM FARTRESS 2

Scooter/weanie man: complete morosexual or the unhuman need to take care of Boston inhabitants with room temperature EQ ( en englais: you have the mommy/daddy/parent kink and you want to show that boi all the love he deserves)

Soldier: you are a human carpet ( sub) or so Dom my sibling in Christ I am terrified. You think his bravery/randomness is endearing or you got roped in by every tumblr/wattpad headcanon potraying him as the ultimate beefcake ( cant argue with you, mofo built like a brickhouse on steroids without the roids.)

Pybro: A. you are a nonbinary peep and any nb representation makes your ovaries/balls/reproductive parts COMBUst with excitment. B. intense latex/leather kink with slight burn/wax play on main. I am both afraid and faschinated by your ability to flesh out on a person we barely know the most basics of their personaility, Godspeed you allmighty bAstERD <3

eNGIe: cowboy appreciator, daddy seeker and parental figure creamer connesuer, you fell in love with the ( here ) so much you actively search and look out for the gruff, wrench handling and guitar-playing texas man of your dreams. No matter your gender or sexuality engie hits that hotspot only the daddiest of daddies hit !

Heavy: rare breed of bear enjoyer, probs an older sibling that wants to make the older sibling ( tired, unhydrated and slighty (( extremely)) in need of therapy) pair. Probably not a huge shipper since you view HeavyMedic as more of a platonic pairing, or you are of the rarest Medicx Reader x Heavy poly sandwich. Please dont hug him too tight, hell hug tired and make your eyes pop like a cheap pop eyed toy.

Demo: contrary to popular belief, you are not a bbc enjoyer/seeker, Demoman isnt just a sextoy to you. He is just the only level headed person you see in a team of morons ( for u) or manchildren with murder tendencies and well, JUST LOOK AT HIM, HE IS BUILT WITH ABBS LIKE A WASHBOARD AND LOVES HIS MOM, HE IS NOT HUSBAND MATERIAL. HE IS SOULMATE/LOVE TILL DEATH ( WONT DO YOU PART, HE KNOWS MAGIK TO RECITATE YOU) , PLEASE I SALUTE YOU YOU GLORIOUS TAVISH ENJOYER!

Medic: WE GET IT HE IS HANDSOME AND SOUNDS EITHER LIKE A CHICKEN WITH A TOP TIER DANTE DEMON OR HOT GERMAN GILF! Please dont canoodle him so hard, youll throw out his back or break his hip. Also very questionable kinks ( i see you blood kinksters). You unironically are the I cAn MakE HiM So MUch WorSE squad and you scare me.

Sniper: yes he is the ratman ofyour dreams and yes he is also really pretty, but please stop treating him like a man who aint also a hired killer. Yes he wont even think to correct his Macas orders, but he will and can make you swoon so hard you look redder than Pyros suit, mans gots that outdoors, unshowered , rugged swagg and he is rocking it harder than the fricking 80s <3 <3

Spah: yesh you have a french kink, yes you want him to whisper in your ear soft french while he btters your bagguet, probably into dilfs or gilfs in the distance because none is a dilf /suave/sensual enough for you. ( perfume isnt a shower, go to shower now, mon petit coucou

RESIDENT EVIL VILLAGE ( or the bimbofied RE4)

Lady Alcina Dimitrescu: a cis male/ a sapphic soul/trans,enby vagabond who respectfully wants to drown while motorboating he absolute units of bazoongas. Perhaps slight size kink and perhaps a person who doesnt mind a good blood slurped by their F! S/O if their tumm had the ramblies. Please dont go overboard, or youll enter the unholy assemblange of vore/stuffing kink irl

Donna Bienevento: creepypasta kid, you unironically got spooked first time you read Jeff the Killer. Probably into some questionable types of literature, hardcore horror enjoyer who also has a sanrio addiction. You have tried some kinds of handcraftmanship and might even have some hobbies that involve handiwork. I applaud you, but please dont give the basement FEOTus monster your choccy milk, itll have the zoomies and knock of angies card-castle.

Salvatore Moreau: the epitome of I can fix him! peeps, probably slight hurt/comfort enjoyer. You saw how dirty all the other treat him and you crave to make fish man happy. Both feet in monsterfuckening domain, unironically want to do the dirty while he is at monster form. Maybe you saw the Shape of Water and your brain did the thingy, but oh well, please continue on and make the lord of the reservoir the happiest fish in the sea!

Karl Heisenberg : you slimy, daddy kinked bAsterds, cant we have one game with a slight rat man with a good VA without yall flocking to him like lycans to his factory for french toast scraps??? slight bdsm enjoyer, or person who wants metal rat man happy and softened out like a soviet made breadcutter blade after a top tier professional restoration. Either way, please handle with care he may cry if you hug him the good way

The duke: an absolute chad who may or may not want to drown all your sorrows to a large, beautiful, suave man hug ( or man-thing, you never know.) You seriously deserve the world, because you be pumping fics faster than a heated political debate on Reddit. Also probably a slight hand kink, we all show those monsters at the Shadow of Rose DLC.

[minefield-of-a-ninja]

Blood Sugar Sex Magik

Pollen | Dreams | Fairytales | Zanna | and some things more nefarious.

Pollen

A Fight For Love & Glory - Winchesters x you (female)

Summary: You’re struck by sex pollen, so Sam and Dean agree to help you out.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, sex pollen, feelings of guilt, ass play, dirty talk, W*ncest adjacent

Words: 2K

Magic Sex & French Fries - Jo Harvelle x Ruby 2.0

Prompt: Great Big Lesbian prompt: SPN, Jo and Ruby II have to have sex to save the world. Or something. Sex pollen? I don’t care. 😘

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, sex pollen, fisting, confuzzled boys

Words: 1K

Bad Girls Underneath -  Ruby 2.0 x Dean Winchester x Jo Harvelle

Summary: Ruby and Jojo get hit by a sex curse again; this time, they need Dean’s help.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, magical-dick/male-gaze bullshit, probably too much commentary and emotional complication, why am I like this, I’m sorry, sometimes I can’t help myself, fisting, brief choking

Words: 2,600

Dreamy/dreams

Cactus - Dean Winchester x Meg Masters x Castiel

Summary: Post-battle, exhausted and wanting, Dean and Meg and Cas take care of each other.

Warnings/Tags: 18+ ONLY, dreamlike sex, a little choking, Dean’s always hungry

Words: 3,200

I’ll Keep Them Still - Dean Winchester x Jo Harvelle

Summary: Dean remembers promises and pictures in his mind. And he remembers her.

Warnings/tags: mature, songfic, angst, dream/afterlife sequences, purple prose, I’m sorry

Words: 1,100

Moving Furniture - Steve!Cas x Meg Masters 2.0

Summary: She’s been gone for a year – sacrificed herself to save Sam and her unicorn – but Cas still dreams about her.

Warnings/tags: non-explicit dream sex, fluff, shmoop, there’s a dog

Words: 2K

If You Don’t, Dear, Confess - Sam Winchester x Rowena Macleod

Prompt: Sam has dream about being seduced by Rowena in the bunker that gets interrupted/woken by Dean?

Warnings: mature

Words: 620

Fairytales

Hark and Hush - Purgatory Dean x wolf spirit in a female body

Summary: This is the story of how Dean Winchester hunted, became enamored with, and slew the ancient spirit of the Big Bad Wolf.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother’s Dean Winchester, stalking, blood, gore, rough sex, character death

Words: 2,200

More Nefarious *dubious consent

His Sword - Michael/Dean x female prostitute

Summary: Michael takes some time to remind Dean who’s in control.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, edge play, bondage, knife play, blood play, choking, rough sex, name-calling, character death

Words: 2,300

Supernova - MOC Dean Winchester x female reader

Summary: Since Dean’s had the Mark and the Blade, he’s pulled away from you, afraid of hurting you. You miss him, and you’ve had it. One night you push him to the edge.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, bondage, blood play, biting, bruising, knifeplay, rough sex, dubcon/mindfuck

Words: 2,500

Zanna

Just My Imagination - Dean Winchester x female Zanna

Summary: After Mary leaves the boys a second time, Dean needs a reset, or to blow off some steam – something. He heads out on a snowy evening the night before Christmas and finds just the right thing.

Warnings/tags: mature, Hallmark channel fuckery

Words: 2,800

[cooliofango]

The fellow rising MCD writers….

Share opinions/help(?) with these ideas (for a possible series) if you would be so kind! I’m open to doing multiple/all— but I’m stuck in a bad writers block rut and need help out of it! 😭

Tagging the only moot when it comes to MCD that I have so farrrr: @kokomifan24

Ps: I plan to write all of these with female writer first as it is/will be easier for me to write when starting out! And if the series is likes enough/it is requested, I’ll remake it with male pronouns/gender neutral pronounds

Idea one: Garroth x Reader

Reader is an elf folk like Zoey. Turned up at the house of an Okhasis general as a baby and was taken in. When a young child, was introduced to the royal family. It’s found out that she has incredible elemental magiks, being most prominent with fire— but she has no control of it. Rather than punish her, the king finds the best magiks users to help her gain control of these abilities and start her training as a knight to utilize these abilities in combat/for protection of the kingdom. While at her time with the castle, grows close with the siblings. This leads her to be one of the three guards chosen to be the personal guards for the three sons— she becomes Garroth’s personal guard. They bond and form a strong friendship (and hidden romantic feelings) over the course of many long years. The closeness was why, when Garroth attempted to run away from home and his duties, she let him go when she caught him. From then on, she was set as another personal guard to the high priest until they find Garroth and bring him back. Catching up with the actual MCD story’s timeline— she is there when Zane goes there to preform the wedding ceremony.

Idea two: Laurence x Reader

Reader is a thief that goes along with the “steal from the rich, give to the poor” motto, except the poor is a band of refugees/wrongly criminalized escapees of major cities and villages (aka Ohkasis, Scaleswind, etc.) and though she doesn’t like being called a “lord” of the not-small-not-large “village” (refugee camp), she has became the major caretaker for it and its people. She’s admired and respected amongst the people, finding her to be brave in doing something so risky. Laurence and Reader first “meet” when she steals from the group as they camp for the night during a long travel to wherever. They officially meet, however, when reader gets a bit too cocky when seeing a rather expensive (and unknowingly powerful) relic on Aphmau that she wants to take and sell for a hefty price. Laurence is who captures her and they hold her prisoner as they travel, now with her in tow.

Idea three: Travis x Reader

Slight adaptation to the Aphmau series lore regarding Irene and her being the connection between the series with the whole soul splitting thing— it will be instead confined to the MCD story with other people having the other two pieces of her soul

Reader was born rather unnatural. Not in the sense that she looked weird or was actually born in a weird way— but because she was a rather close to emotionless being from day one. Growing up, this made her someone people disliked/found creepy. She didn’t show sadness when a relative passed away. She didn’t shows pain whenever she would get bitten by a wild animal or fell down and scraped her knee. She didn’t show fear whenever she was approached by a rabid wolf (her father had shot and killed it with a bow an arrow to prevent her from harm). Despite how hard it was for them to endure the backlash and judgement, her parents loved her dearly and treated her without hatred. Her father taught her to wield a bow, and her mother (an alchemist) taught her how to make potions as she grew older. The stoic being eventually moved away, utilizing these skills as she traveled alone for years, being paid to do tasks for the people as she passed through (although reluctantly thanks to her demeanor). However, she eventually settled down and made a home for herself in the middle of nowhere amongst an evergreen forest. She first meets Travis (and maybe the others) when they come across her fighting off bandits on her own, who tried to rob her of her potions.

[thedailyimagines]

Imagine Illyana being panicked when you get injured, but furious when she realizes you were pranking her.

Anon requested: “Illyana Rasputin(X-Men) x Male Reader, reader is Kitty pryde older brother and a mutant and knows her due to being best friends with colossus and kitty being friends with Illyana. Illyana has always had feelings for reader but has always been to stubborn and shy to admit. One day they’re on a mission and the reader gets hurt but is ok but decides to prank her like he’s dying and that’s when she decides to admit her feelings for him but finds out the dying part was a prank. Reader is shocked and sees she’s mad at him but instantly becomes embarrassed. She forgives him and they officially get together. Kitty and Colossus later find out and they made a bet between each other if they were going to get together or not.”

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“I hate Sentinels.” Y/n groaned and winced in pain. Sometimes he wished he could phase through things like his sister instead of transforming into an actual shadow.

‘If mom and dad could see me now, they’d be freaking out at the amount of blood covering my face.’ Y/n mused silently. His powers had helped y/n avoid most injuries from the fight, but he had still gotten knocked around a bit. The worst of his injuries were bruised (possibly fractured) ribs and the gash on his temple.

“Hey, at least it wasn’t aliens this time. Remember the invasion?” Bobby Drake grinned from his seat and leaned back, slightly flinching when a bruise was pressed on.

“Don’t remind me. That vas a nightmare.” Kurt Wagner smoothed his ruffled hair. Out of all three mutants, he was the least injured. Y/n wondered if he was even sore from getting thrown about. Bobby glanced up at y/n and frowned.

“Kurt grab the first aid kit. Y/n, grab a seat. The Blackbird can pilot itself.” Following the ice mutant’s directions, y/n sat in one of the chairs of the Blackbird and allowed Bobby to wrap his torso. The Iceman was about to wipe the blood off y/n’s face when y/n came up with an idea.

“Wait wait wait.” Bobby pulled back, and Kurt turned to face y/n. “I want to get back at Illyana for the prank she pulled earlier.” The magic mutant had thought it would be funny to project an illusion of a demon into y/n’s room, causing him to freak out and attack. There was now a lovely hole in the drywall of his room.

“Vhat do you have in mind?”

“So when we get back to the mansion...” Y/n explained his plan to his teammates. The two agreed to go along with it.

What could go wrong?

<—>

“You’re back!” Kitty ran up to Kurt and Bobby, Peter and Illyana Rasputin trailing behind her. Peter was eager to know if his friends were okay and hear how the mission went, Illyana tagging along with him to greet her teammates.

Not that she would admit it, but there was one in particular she was hoping to talk with. Her brother teased her about her crush, but Illyana steadfastly denied any sort of feelings and became easily flustered if one could point out possible evidence of her crush.

Kitty seemed upset over something, what could possibly have upset her? Illyana saw one of the gurneys behind Kurt and Bobby, and took note of their somber expressions.

“What happened?”

“There was an accident. Y/n was hurt.” Illyana felt her heart skip a beat.

“What?”

“It vas an accident. The Sentinels—” Illyana tried to shove her way past Kurt, but he stopped her. She glared at the blue mutant.

“Move.” Kurt tried to warn her, but the glare directed at him caused him to move. Y/n was laying on the gurney, blood covering half his face and bandages spotted with blood around his torso.

“Weren’t either of you watching out for him?” The sharp, cold tone of Illyana’s voice caused Bobby and Kurt to take a step back.

“We were! It’s just—” The sorceress mutant whirled around with an enraged expression.

“Obviously not if he’s this badly hurt!” Illyana’s magic flared around her hands, ready to rip into Kurt and Bobby. Y/n decided to intervene and jumped off the gurney, grabbing Illyana’s hand.

“Illyana, stop!” The shock of y/n getting up when he was supposedly dying stopped Illyana from very nearly killing her fellow X-Men. Her magic flickered out like a candle.

“Y/n!” Y/n stood in front of Illyana and took her hands in his.

“It was just a prank Illyana! I’m fine!” Illyana took a moment to process y/n’s words, but when she did an furious expression wrote itself upon her face.

“A PRANK?!?! I thought you were dying you—you dick-headed asshole!” Kurt and Bobby took the opportunity and booked it out of the hanger bay. They didn’t want to be the next target of Illyana’s fury.

“Illyana, I can explain—!” The sound of skin connecting with skin caused y/n to stop talking. He held a hand up to his stinging, now red cheek.

“Y/n Pryde, if you ever pull something like that again I will kill you myself!”

“I—” Y/n took a deep breath, and spoke. “I’m sorry. It was supposed to be a prank to get back at you for earlier. I guess it was kinda in bad taste.”

“Really.” Illyana replied dryly. Y/n ran a hand through his hair, wincing when it tugged at the stitches on his forehead. Illyana sighed and shook her head. “I thought you were dying y/n. Do you know how I would have felt if you died? It would have killed me.”

“Illyana...” She placed a hand on y/n’s unbloodied cheek.

“I care for you, y/n. So please don’t do that again.”

“I won’t.” Y/n let out a breath, and smiled. “Does this mean that we’re...?”

“You’re taking me to dinner as an apology.” Illyana hooked her arm through y/n’s, and the two mutants left the hanger. Kitty watched her older brother leave with a smile on her face, then turned to Peter.

“Told you so.”

“дерьмо.” Peter grumbled, but he handed Kitty the $20 he owed her. Kitty pocketed the money with a laugh and went off to find her brother.

She was going to kick his ass for that little prank.

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дерьмо (der'mo) = shit

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I don’t own the above gif, all credit goes to the owner.

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CHARCTER MASTERPOST

enjoy :) hope you like this free food

i will link each character’s masterlist in this post

MOVIE MASTERLIST

STAR WARS UNIVERSE

han solo

princess leia

luke skywalker

padme amidala

anakin skywalker

obi wan kenobi

kylo ren

general hux

poe dameron

rose tico

finn

boba fett 

fennec shand

din djarin

paz vizsla

cobb vanth

HARRY POTTER & FANTASTIC BEASTS

harry potter

hermione granger

ron weasley

ginny weasley

george weasley

fred weasley

charlie weasley

bill weasley

neville longbottom

oliver wood

seamus finnegan

dean thomas

cedric diggory

luna lovegood

cho chang

fleur delacour

pansy parkinson

viktor krum

voldemort/tom riddle

bellatrix lestrange

fenrir greyback

lucius malfoy

narcissa malfoy

igor karkaroff

barty crouch sr

barty crouch jr

professor severus snape

alastor moody

sirius black

remus lupin

nymphador tonks

newt scamander

theseus scamander

MARVEL & X-MEN

black widow / natasha romanov

yelena belova

hulk / bruce banner

antman / scott lang

tasm!spiderman / peter parker

hawkeye / clint barton

hawkeye / kate bishop

echo / maya lopez

kazi

nebula

daredevil / matt murdock

mobius m. mobius

deadpool / wade wilson

negasonic teenage warhead / ellie phimister

cable / nathan summers

domino / neena thurman

storm / ororo munroe

mystique / raven darkholm

wolverine / james howlett / logan

rogue / anna marie

phoenix / jean grey

cyclops / scott summers

havok / alex summers

jubilee / jubilation lee

banshee / sean cassidy

quicksilver / pietro maximoff

angel / warren worthington

x-23 / laura kinney

magik / illyana rasputina

wolfsbane / rahne sinclair

mirage / dani moonstar

nightcrawler / kurt wagner

magneto / erik lensher

please let me know which version of the x-men characters you would like me to write for when requesting

BIRDS OF PREY

harley quinn

huntress

black canary

renee montoya

victor zsasz

THE SUICIDE SQUAD (1&2)

harley quinn

rick flag

captain boomerang

polka-dot man

ratcatcher 2

bloodsport

peacemaker

LORD OF THE RINGS

merry brandybuck

pippin took

aragorn

legolas

gimli

arwen

boromir

faramir

elrond

eomer

eowyn

haldir

THE HOBBIT

bilbo baggins

thorin oakenshield

kili

fili

dwalin

THE LOST BOYS

david

marko

paul

dwayne

star

michael emerson

STAND BY ME

ace merill

denny lachance

eyeball chambers

billy tessio

TWILIGHT

carlisle cullen

esme cullen

alice cullen

jasper hale

rosalie hale

emmett cullen

edward cullen

bella swan

charlie swan

billy black

jacob black

seth clearwater

leah clearwater

paul lahote

sam uley

TELEVISION SHOW MASTERLIST

THE MAGICIANS

eliot waugh

quentin coldwater

julia wicker

alice quinn

margo hansen

penny adiyodi

kady orloff-diaz

mariana andrieski

henry fogg

fen

PENNY DREADFUL

vanessa ives

ethan chandler

dorian gray

brona croft

victor frankenstein

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY

vanya hargreeves

klaus hargreeves

luther hargreeves

allison hargreeves

diego hargreeves

ben hargreeves

lila pitts

CHARMED (1998)

piper halliwell

pheobe halliwell

prue halliwell

paige halliwell

leo wyatt

cole turner

CHARMED (2018)

macy vaughn

mel vera

maggie vera

harry greenwood

abigael cain

niko hamada

PEAKY BLINDERS

tommy shelby

john shelby

arthur shelby

ada shelby

finn shelby

polly gray

alfie solomons

luca changretta

aberama gold

bonnie gold

johnny dogs

STRANGER THINGS

jim hopper

joyce byers

dr alexei

robin buckley

steve harrington

billy hargrove

max mayfield

NETFLIX’S DRACULA

dracula

SHAMELESS (US)

fiona gallagher

ian gallagher 

carl gallagher

debbie gallagher

lip gallagher

mickey milkovich 

kevin ball

veronica fisher

male!reader platonic &/or smut & fem!platonic!reader only for ian & mickey

CRIMINAL MINDS

spencer reid

penelope garcia

luke alvez

aaron hotchner

elle greenway

kate callahan

CARNIVAL ROW

rhycroft philostrate

vignette stonemass

tourmaline

GRIMM

nick burkhardt

hank griffin

captain sean renard

seargent wu

monroe

rosalee calvert

adalind schade

trubel

N0S4A2

vic mcqueen

maggie leigh

tabitha hutter

DOCTOR WHO & TORCHWOOD

9th doctor

10th doctor

11th doctor

12th doctor

13th doctor

simm!master

missy / gomez!master

dhawan!master

rose tyler

yazmin khan

river song

bill potts

nardole

captain jack harkness

toshiko sato

owen harper

MISCELLANIOUS

PEDRO PASCAL

the mandalorian / din djarin

javier pena

maxwell lord

whiskey / jack daniels

dave york

fransisco ‘catfish’ morales

marcus moreno

OSCAR ISAAC

poe dameron

nathan (ex machina)

apocalypse / en sabah nur

kane (annihilation)

gomez addams ; platonic!reader or familial!reader only

JOEL KINNAMAN

rick flag

takeshi kovacs

pete koslow

erik heller

stephen holder

ed baldwin

ANDREW GARFIELD

tasm!spiderman / peter parker

[rosieroxy117]

All seven dorms x Fem!Reader | The beginning...

This is a series that will be divided into different parts because of how long it is, and because it will be based of what happens in Twisted Wonderland. (Events not included)

But I will not be making chapters about chapter 6 and 7 until they are released, so I know what happens for the overblots :>

I’ll be adding my OC’s, I will most probably make art of them and add the pictures of them in the story as it progresses.

I'll also be adding in my AU where there are a few female students in NRC that arrive the same year as Yuu and there is two dorm leaders of each dorm. One female, one male.

I originally posted this on Wattpad because of a request but it was more like an OC x All seven dorms. So I decided to upload the reader insert on tumblr.

But I will keep that part that stipulates that

(Y/n) is very tall- taller then Malleaus even-

I don’t think there is anything more to say so have fun reading!~

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(Y/n) sighed dreamily as she stared at her screen filled with the twisted wonderland cast.

"Oh how I wish you's were real... Or how magic actually existed! That would be so cool!" (Y/n) giggled as her (h/c) hair shimmered in the light.

(Y/n)’s eyes suddenly became droopy as a sudden drowsiness overcome her.

'Why am I....... Feeling tired all of a sudden....' Were her last thoughts before falling unconscious.

Welcome (Y/n) (L/n)..

To the villains world....

(Y/n) opened her eyes slowly, hearing nothing but static, feeling pain in her head as well.

She slowly blinked noticing how the atmosphere had changed.

'Where am I?' (Y/n) thought as she looked around, she was in a hall, somewhere that looked oddly familiar.

To her side was a big brown door, the door was probably twice the size of herself.

'I wonder if I'll be able to find anyone in there- wait...' (Y/n) thought as she furrowed her brows.

'Is this some sort of isekai!?- COOL! IVEALWAYSWANTEDTOBEINONE!' She thought as she stood up from the ground with stars in her eyes.

'Wait- back on to the subject at hand... I don't actually know where I am...' She sweat dropped as she looked around.

She shrugged then decided to open the big ass door.

A few heads turned her way as she took in the appearance of the new room.

There was a fountain right in the back with people behind it. And there was a large mirror above the fountain.

There were also a bunch of chairs before the fountain, a vast majority of cloaked humanoid figures sat on them.

But what caught her attention the most was a male in a school uniform and a familiar raccoon cat like monster in the center of the room.

"(Y/n)?" The male asked dumbfoundedly as he let go of the cat.

"Yuu? What are you doing here?" (Y/n) asked but then finally processed the whole situation.

The mirror...

The cloaks...

The raccoon cat like monster....

This was Twisted Wonderland, and she had seemed to be in it along with one of her childhood friends Yuu.

Her eyes then glistened as she then ran towards Yuu.

"O MY GOSH THIS IS SO COOL!" She jumped up and down with a happy grin.

Her hoodie had fallen down because of her jumping revealing her (e/c) eyes and (h/c) hair.

"Wait.. Do you know where we are?" Yuu asked hopefully.

"Yeah! It's that game I was talking about long ago!" (Y/n) huffed as she stopped jumping up and down.

"Fngaaah, this girl is so tal- WAIT HOW IS THERE A GIRL HERE!?" Grims jaw dropped.

"MAGIK!" (Y/n) cheered with jazz hands while Yuu sweat dropped.

"Sorry to ruin this little reunion you's seem to be having... Can we get along with the ceremony?.." The headmaster asked as he eyed them suspiciously.

"Um... I don't even know what we are supposed to be doing..." Yuu said while rubbing the back of his head nervously.

"Youstandinfrontofthemirrorandthenit'llaskyouforyournameandyoutellityournameIt'sprettysimpleyaknow." (Y/n) said making Yuu confused.

"wha?- I want to go home, I have an important match tomorrow...” Yuu said.

"Huh.... You do.... Oh well!~" (Y/n) cheered.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN OH WELL!?" Yuu shouted back making (Y/n) giggle.

"We are in a world of magiiiiiic~~~~ So that means this place is so much cooler then our world!" (Y/n) whispered with stars in her eyes.

"Nope, I'm going home." Yuu said as he held his kendo stick(sword?) beginning to walk out.

Grim then used his flames to creat a scene so all eyes were on him, which was quite successful as Yuu stopped moving to turn around.

"Then I could take his place!" Grim cheered. The students began to whisper and laugh at Grim.

"What do you think your doing!?" Crowley shouted.

"Unlike that dumb human, I can actually use magic! So let me in the school instead!" Grim grinned.

"Dumb!?" Yuu growled angrily at Grim who waved him off.

"I can show more proof that I'm very capable at magic as well!" Grim said as he began to use more of his flames to ignite the room.

The students were all yelling from how their cloaks were burning or how the fire hurt.

"What the!" Yuu shouted as he watched Grim use his flames.

While (Y/n) was just watching in innocent delight.

From what (Y/n) knew, Riddle was supposed to come over and stop Grim. Just a few seconds after she thought of that Riddle stood up and began walking towards the cat.

(Y/n) just watched in awe as he made his way over to the cat, glared at Grim as he shot fire at Riddle.

Unexpectedly, Yuu ran over to Riddle and tackled him to the ground.

(Y/n) snorted before starting to laugh at Yuu, making him look back at (Y/n) with a dumbfounded look.

Yuu just shook his head then looked back at Riddle.

"Are you okay?" Yuu asked as Riddle just blinked a few times before turning angry.

"JUST WHO DO YOU THINK YOUR TALKING TO!?" Riddle shouted before pushing Yuu off of him.

Riddle then stood up but just stared in slight surprise as the cat was now eating tuna.

(Y/n) giggled as she was crouched beside Grim while petting him.

Yuu got up and just stared at her with an angry look.

"You could've done that long ago!" Yuu shouted as (Y/n) just looked up at the with a blank face.

"But that would've been boring... Plus I knew you were going to tackle Riddle so I didn't do anything." (Y/n) giggled.

"WAIT SO YOU KNEW THAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN!?" Riddle asked furiously as (Y/n) stood up and dusted her cloak off.

"Ye- oh my gosh your shorter then I imagined." (Y/n) said as she stared down at Riddle who just stared up at her with a red face. (From anger)

"Awe! So cute! Your always so angry but your still cute!" (Y/n)’s eyes glistened.

Riddle blushed (but it wasn't noticeable).

"I AM NOT CUT- WAIT! Who's that cat!? Because Laws of the Queen of Hearts : number-"

"Number 23 'One shall never bring a cat into festivals'." (Y/n) cut Riddle off with a mocking tone.

Everyone just stared at her with a dumbfounded expression.

"Your such a weirdo- how do you even know that?" Yuu asked.

"Who do you think I am! Even a idiot would know that rule-" (Y/n) gasped dramatically.

Riddle scoffed as they continued to bicker, he made his way towards Grim who was now sleeping and pulled his pen out.

"OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!-"

"OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!" (Y/n) and Riddle said at the same time, a collar appeared around Grims neck as everyone stared at (Y/n) with a weird look.

"Don't even ask! I know everything and anything!- well not really but I do at the same time!" (Y/n) cheered as Yuu sweat dropped.

"Wha-" "Can you at least not say what I'm going to say every single minute?.." Riddle squinted his eyes at (Y/n).

Riddle then walked towards Yuu and pointed his pen at Yuu.

"And you! The audacity of the likes of you to insult me! That is the same as insulting the Queen of Hearts herself! I shall have your head if you ever were to insult me again!" Riddle glared at Yuu making him gulp.

"Understood?.." Riddle said, Yuu nodded frantically.

Riddle then walked back to his spot by the Dorm leaders while Yuu slowly made his way behind (Y/n).

"Why didn't you get in trouble?" Yuu sulked.

"Because I'm just cool that way." (Y/n) stated proudly.....

"Sir, you mentioned before that you had no magic. But does your fiend have magic?.." Crowley asked.

"Nope, at least I don't think I have em. Unless this is a isekai and i now have powers- that would be so cool!" (Y/n) gleamed as Crowley sweat dropped.

"Then I'm afraid the both of you will be sent back home. Come to the mirror and picture your homes." Crowley said as the two of them walked towards the mirror.

(Y/n) walked confidently since she already knew that they wouldn't be able to return.

They stopped in front of the mirror and pictured their home......

"O mirror of darkness... Guide these ones back to where they belong!" Crowley said.

.

.

"Hmmm... Nothing happened." (Y/n) said.

"Because it is nowhere to be found young one." The mirror replied.

"Huh?" Crowley asked dumbfoundedly.

"That can't be true! We were both picturing it!- why isn't it working (Y/n)!?" Yuu asked in disbelief.

"Erm, no one actually knows at the moment." Yuri said nonchalantly.

"And where exactly are you two from?..." Crowley asked inquisitively.

"From Japan!" The both of them said.

"Japan? Ive never heard of a place such as Japan... I am of course well aware that come from every corners of this world. You two aren't lying are you two?" Crowley asked.

"If no one knows about Japan then we'll go back by oursel-"

"It's helpless... We can't return." (Y/n) said, Yuu froze in place when he heard (Y/n) say that.

"What do you mean!?" Yuu asked with wide eyes.

"Well- it's not that we can't actually leave it's just that I don't know how to leave yet. Hell we could be stuck here forever because of that." (Y/n) said.

"Why you seem a little happy about that don't you.." Crowley said.

"It's because where we are from it's quite boring. Although I'm going to miss my figurines and games.." (Y/n) cried.

(Y/n) sighed then looked to the side to see that Yuu had left.

"Wait- where is Yuu?.." (Y/n) asked with a dumbfounded look, she then looked back at the big ass doors to see them slightly open.

(Y/n) began rushing towards where she had thought Yuu would've gone to. She didn't have to go too far as he had came back.

"Did you find your way home?." Crowley asked as he walked over.

"No..." Yuu said as he dropped his sword (His kendo stick, thing-)

"Have you tried contacting a friend?" Yuus eyes lit up at that and he hurriedly tried to call someone.

"I have no signal..." Yuu grumbled.

"Have we truly transported worlds?..." Yuu said as he looked down.

"Yea, duhhh. That's what I've been TRYING to tell you this whole time!" (Y/n) said.

"But your a bit too calm.." Crowley said inquisitively.

"It's because I know what's happening, I know what's going to happen as well." (Y/n) said.

"Are you telling the truth?.." Crowley asked.

"Yeah, just can't tell you what does happen because that would cause the butterfly effect." (Y/n) cheered.

Crowley nodded then put his hand up to his chin in thought.

"There is a vacant building that was once used for a dormitory! I could lend it to the two of you if you two want!" Crowley said.

"Oh how gracious I am!" Crowley laughed.

"It's the best place we have for the moment Yuu. Gonna have to say yes." (Y/n) said.

Yuu only nodded with a sigh.

.

"Honestly! How did the opening ceremony end up like that!" Riddle said as he walked with Cater and Trey on his sides.

"Now now, everything was settled in the right?" Trey answered.

"Well it could've been settled if that girl had done something sooner as well!" Riddle huffed making Trey chuckle.

"She was pretty cute yeah? She looked really nice too!" Cater cheered with a grin.

"We should hurry! All the first years are at the welcome party!" Cater said again.

"Thank you, but is everything ready? Is the venue prepared according the Queens of Hearts rules? Are the roses painted sequently in red and white?" Riddle asked.

"Natura-" Cater had been cut off by a student hopping towards their way, they wore a very large top hat while gold fluffy bunny ears sticked out of it.

They just eye the figure for a little while as they passed them seemingly going the same way as them.

"Okaaaay.... As I was saying! Everything is ready!" Cater said with a raised brow.

"Very well, let us head to the dorm. If any trouble occurs, you'll be losing your heads as well. Got it?" Riddle said.

"Yes prefect!" Cater and Trey said in unison.....

"What a charming.... building?..." Yuu said as he stared at the rundown building.

"It is isn't!" Crowley said, the three then entered the building.

"Could use a little lady's touch..." (Y/n) sweat dropped as she looked around at all the old paintings, spiderwebs, and broken furniture in the hall....

Don’t worry- there will be more parts sooner or later ;))))))

PEACE OUT!-

[salarta]

Marvel’s put one member of the newest X-Men team up for a vote that ends on February 6. Polaris is one of those options.

The short version of this post: I encourage people to vote for her.

The long version of this post goes into why. And related considerations.

Before I begin, there are two pieces of information garnered from tweets by Leah Williams to bear in mind for this topic.

There we go.

Now then. As any of you who follow me know, I think Lorna's had an overall terrible time of it these past few years. If this was 2014/2015, right after Lorna led All-New X-Factor, had a good showing in Secret Wars House of M, and a couple years after her origin story got told, I would probably say she shouldn't be on the poll at all. I would say other characters need it more. Even outside of this, I've always said I see Lorna as an A-lister that Marvel constantly treats like a D-lister. As such, I think Marvel should be using her so well and so much that she shouldn't even be on a poll like this.

But we have to deal with what is, not what should be. Fact of the matter is, Marvel's spent these past few years undermining her. Reducing her to a supporting character for the stories of male characters, mainly Havok with a little of Magneto and a few more besides. Leaving her off the X-women variant cover in 2019 when they had plenty of room to include her, and had others like Magik, Dani Moonstar and Mystique. Completely excluding her from Empyre: X-Men, where she had a HUGE stake in it due to Wanda's and Genosha's involvement. I could list a lot else, but those are a few examples.

Because of this, I say Lorna being on the poll is just fine, and she should be voted on.

But then we get to the question: why vote for her? What would happen if she did come out on top?

Why Vote for Lorna

Williams' tweets there give us some insight. Lorna would be on both books, and her role would be more as an advisor than a regular team member in the field. So let's talk about why this would be a good thing for all parties involved.

One, I think Lorna in the role of advisor is far, FAR more respectful to her history and experience than the current status quo. So much so that I'd support it even if she didn't end up on X-Men. Her current placement as simply a team member puts her "under" Northstar, and with Lorna doing nothing else outside the book and it being titled X-Factor, means Lorna has effectively been "demoted" from her prior position on X-Factor as a team leader. Advisor is more appropriate for Lorna in a way that would not undermine Northstar.

Two, I interpret this "Lorna would be an advisor, not doing field work" angle as meaning she would have less panel time. Otherwise, why would joining X-Men mean her role has to change? Therefore, if she DOES have less panel time on X-Factor, it could open a slot for another character - including one of the other characters in this poll - to join X-Factor as a team member in her place.

Three, Lorna being on both X-Men and X-Factor would actually be more beneficial to X-Factor than if Lorna was ONLY on X-Factor. Think about the casual reader. They decide to jump in. They see Lorna on X-Men. They like what they see, decide they want to see more of her, learn she shows up on X-Factor and starts buying that book too. Whereas if Lorna is ONLY on X-Factor, there's no bridge from X-Men to X-Factor. No reason to check it out. One less sale and reader for X-Factor.

Four, note the talk of collaboration. Now, I'm not going to get into all the things I can say on my views of X-Factor here. But what I will say is that it opens the door to both writers improving on their treatment of Lorna. The two points of comparison - X-Men and X-Factor - means they can learn from each other on what works and what doesn't, and figure it out much faster than just one writer.

There may be other potential good outcomes to this. I'll add if I think of any. I encourage others to add theirs.

Next, I want to go into the poll, with a dose of reality/warning on expectations.

Lorna’s Chances

This poll is heavily slanted against Lorna. Not from any lack of interest or potential, but because of how Marvel’s used and treated Lorna these past few years. Here’s the dive.

First off, a lot of people have already said they won’t vote for Lorna because she’s “already on X-Factor.” It doesn’t matter where she is, how she’s being used. Simply being on a book, ANY book, is enough for them not to vote for her compared to other characters who aren’t on a book. 

Second, many X-Factor fans have a vested interest in Lorna not joining X-Men. Keeping her exclusive to X-Factor lets them feel like X-Factor is a special place where she can be found (read: exploited) for their book, with the writer able to do whatever she wants with Lorna. This means not only are those X-Factor fans not going to vote for Lorna (whereas they might have if she was never on X-Factor in the first place), they’re also likely to try and dissuade other people from voting for Lorna.

Third, Marvel’s really, REALLY tried to bury her and misrepresent her these past few years. The same problems I cited earlier in the post - use as supporting character for men, exclusion from things she should be part of, ignoring key character history like the Genoshan genocide - can leave casual readers completely unaware of who Lorna actually is and how Marvel SHOULD be treating her. As a result, many will follow the attitude Marvel’s current leadership has that she’s “not interesting enough” and end up voting for someone else.

Finally, this poll ends on February 6. What are the odds of a majority of Lorna fans seeing this poll and voting on it by then, when Marvel’s given fans plenty of reason not to keep in tune with their activity?

All of this assumes the poll is legit rather than a PR scheme where it’s already been decided, and that the poll software has tools like IP detection to ensure a single fan or group of fans can’t go on and spam votes for their faves.

Still, with all of that in mind?

Vote for Polaris

Think of this poll like U.S. elections. Even if it is rigged or stacked against her, there’s more reason to vote for her than not.

Worst case scenario, you only “wasted” a few seconds shooting off a useless vote. Best case scenario, she has a better chance than we all thought and she actually wins.

Regardless of outcome, you’re showing your interest and intent by voting for her.

So yeah. Post done. Head over there and vote!

[freddiesaysalright]

Dancing With Ben Week 12

A Ben Hardy x Reader Fic Finale - Freestyle

Summary: Reader is one of the pro dancers on Dancing With the Stars. It’s her second season on the show, and this time, her partner is none other than Ben Hardy. Will they win the Mirror Ball? Maybe they’ll win something even more meaningful!

Word Count: 6.2K (it’s a doozy, y’all)

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A/N: Time for the grand finale! Tons of dance in this one! And the very hard goodbye! But don’t worry, it ends happily :) Stick around for the epilogue to see what Ben and Y/N will do going forward!

Week 1  Week 2  Week 3  Week 4  Week 5  Week 6 Week 7  Week 8  Week 9  Week 10  Week 11

Week 12 here we go!!!

Ben lay you gently on the bed. His lips were warm and soft, just like they always were. You wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him closer. You needed to feel his skin against yours. His chest was already flushed as he pressed against you. His hand ran up your side and you whined.

As close as he was to you and wonderful as he felt, you weren’t in the moment. Your mind was already a week away, when Ben would no longer be able to kiss you because he would be back home in England and you would remain in California. 

His lips trailed across your jawline, and when he reached your ear, he stopped. Resting on his elbows, he pulled back and looked you in the eyes.

“Why are you crying?” he asked gently. “We’re supposed to be celebrating.”

You brought your fingers to your cheek and wiped away the tears that had formed there. You pushed Ben onto his knees so you could sit up. His eyes never left your face.

“What are we going to do, Ben?” you wondered. “The competition is almost over.”

“We’re going to win,” he said.

“I hope we do,” you replied. “But after that? We live in different countries. Do you...do you still want to be together?”

He put his hands on either side of your face. “Of course I do. We can make it work.”

You blinked and more tears spilled out. “We’re only just starting out. What if the distance kills us?”

“It won’t,” he said firmly.

“How can you be so sure?” you asked. “Have you tried long distance before?”

“I have,” he told you.

“Has it ever worked?”

“No,” he said, with a solemn shake of his head.

“So, what makes this -”

He cut you off with a soft kiss.

“I wasn’t in love with any of them,” he said. “That’s what makes this different.”

You smiled. “Ben…”

He kissed you swiftly. “Anything else on your mind?”

“Only everything,” you replied. 

“Tell me,” he pressed. 

“Okay, so if we do long distance,” you began. “What then? I know it’s crazy to be thinking so far in the future, but at some point one of us is going to have to move, right? We can’t - I dunno - get married or anything living on different continents.” 

He sighed. “That is looking ahead.”

“I’m sorry, I’m being completely insane, I should just -”

“Darling, stop it,” he said with a laugh. “You’re not. Look, I’m thinking about that stuff too.”

“You are?”

“Yeah, of course,” he said. “But it’s...sort of complicated, isn’t it? We’ve both got obligations and ties to where we live. Neither of us can make promises just yet. Right?”

You nodded. You had your father to worry about, and you were in talks with DWTS to go on tour, but you hadn’t made a final decision. There was so much up in the air.

“How about this?” he began. “After the show’s over, come to London with me. Stay for a couple weeks.”

“What about my dad?” you wondered. “I can’t leave him, Ben.”

“He’s a grown man,” he said. “He can take care of himself. Besides, I’m not asking you to stay permanently. Just for some time so you can see my home like I’ve gotten to see yours.”

“I would love that,” you told him. “Only, it’ll have to wait for some time. If I try to get a plane ticket for right after the show it’ll be crazy expensive.”

“I understand,” he said with a smile. “Although, I’ll be going back right after our Good Morning America interview.”

After the finale, the finalists all go to New York for an interview with GMA to talk about the season. The winners obviously spend the most time on air and show off their trophies. But when Ben said this, the color drained from your face and you reached out for him.

“That soon?” you questioned.

“I didn’t book the trip, ABC did,” he explained. 

More tears welled up in your eyes. He pulled you into him and stroked your hair.

“Please don’t cry anymore, love,” he whispered. “This isn’t over. We aren’t finished.”

You could only nod and hold him tighter. Slowly, he reclined on the bed again, taking you with him. You didn’t make love that night. You just held each other until you fell asleep, trying to make time pass just a little slower so you might have one more second together.

The next morning, you drove to rehearsal, trying to bring your energy up so you could come up with a great routine for Ben’s freestyle. He messed with radio before finally landing on a station, but you didn’t really hear it. When you pulled in and parked, you heaved a sigh as you cut the engine.

“Okay, let’s have fun,” you said determinedly. “This is gonna be a good week.”

“There’s my girl,” he replied with a smile.

You returned it. When you turned to get out of the car, you screamed. Sasha was pressed against your window, making a screwed up face at you.

“Fuck, Sash!” you cried, shoving the door open to force him off. 

He and the other guys were all laughing. Ben’s smile lingered on his face and you tried not to scowl at him. He must have seen Sasha and didn’t say anything. You and Ben stepped out of your car.

“We’re stealing your man,” Sasha said. “We’re starting the sexy guy’s dance rehearsal this morning.”

You looked at Ben, whose brow furrowed. 

“The what?” he asked.

“Every finale, the male pros dance with the remaining male stars,” Keo explained. “Same with the women.”

You groaned. You’d nearly forgotten this and you didn’t want Ben to feel uncomfortable. The guys usually made their dance pretty sexy. It was all for laughs, but you weren’t sure Ben would find it very funny.

“You don’t have to do it,” you said under your breath, but Sasha heard.

“Yeah, he does, it’s part of being a finalist,” he said. “It’s not a big deal and it’s just a bit of fun. You don’t get judged on it or anything.”

“Yeah, but you’re gonna make him hump the floor or something,” you argued.

They laughed.

“We won’t, we promise,” Gelb said. 

“Give me a second, guys,” you said, taking Ben’s hand and leading him away where they couldn’t hear. You shot another glance at them before meeting Ben’s gaze.

“If you don’t want to do this, just say the word,” you told him. “I’ll talk to production and we can work something out.”

To your surprise, he only smiled again. “I love how much you respect my boundaries,” he said. “But really, it’s alright. I think by now everyone knows I’m a good dancer, so I don’t mind doing this goofy little thing.”

“I wasn’t joking about humping the floor, I’ve seen them do it,” you warned.

He chuckled and cupped your cheek. “It’s fine. I promise. Like Sasha said, it’s part of being a finalist. I don’t want any special treatment.”

You sighed. “Alright. Don’t come crying to me when Joe’s head explodes.”

He laughed. “I’ll see you later, love.”

“Have fun, baby,” you replied as he kissed your forehead.

Then he joined the guys and went to their rehearsal. You headed to Emma’s studio where the girls were starting their dance. This was yet another frustrating part of this week - it was less time than you usually had with Ben. 

The separate rehearsals lasted all morning. After lunch, you and Ben reunited in your studio. You hugged him tightly.

“How was it?” you asked as you broke away.

“Really fun, actually,” he told you. 

“I’m glad,” you replied. “So, for the finale, we do what we call a freestyle. This means choreography is wide open, we can basically do whatever we want. So, I really want your input on this.”

“Can we dance to ‘Ain’t No Sunshine’?” he said quickly. You raised a questioning eyebrow at him and he continued. “I heard it in the car this morning, and I realized...that’s how I feel when you’re not around. It’s certainly how I’m going to feel when this is over.”

A smile spread across your lips. “We can do that.”

You found a remix of the song that would work perfectly. As you put together the routine, it got more and more epic. You had the troupe support, so the guys ended up in your studio even after being with Ben all morning. You had props, too. And you decided on using water again - just a lot less than when you did the tango.

It was epic without being showy. And it really showed off what Ben had learned while telling the story he wanted to get across.  After just a couple days rehearsing it, you were getting really excited to see the whole thing put together.

About halfway through the week - which was flying by much faster than you anticipated - your dad invited you to dinner on the same night Ben was invited out with his Bohemian Rhapsody castmates. You decided to just go separately and would meet afterward at your place to spend the night together.

“I’ll see you later, baby,” you said, kissing him swiftly before he got in Rami’s car.

“Have fun with your dad, love,” he replied as he slid into the back seat with Joe.

They pulled away and he waved to you one last time before you got in your own car and headed to your dad’s. The whole drive, you thought about cancelling and just going to dinner with Ben. You hated that your time was short. It felt like you were rushing toward an expiration date. You reassured yourself that you and Ben’s relationship would continue. But doubt clawed at your heart. It was so far away. 

You pulled into your dad’s driveway and then walked into his house. It smelled amazing. Like when you were little and he cooked dinner every night for you and your mother. It was heavenly. As you came into the kitchen, your mouth fell open.

“Are you really cooking?” you gasped. 

He was. He had pans on the stove and was stirring some veggies in one and some sort of sauce in another. The light was on in the oven where you saw two pieces of salmon roasting.

“Yeah!” he cried. “Haven’t done that in years!”

“Not since Mom passed,” you reminded him. “What’s going on?”

“I’m just trying to show you I can take care of myself,” he said. “Ben called me the other day and we had a long talk.”

You weren’t sure how you felt about that just yet. But he told you to sit at the table while he served up the food. It really looked great. He hadn’t missed a step in his cooking. It made you a little bitter you’d had to do it for so long, but you let it go. When Eddie took a seat across from you, you saw water in his cup.

“Dad, what has gotten into you?” you wondered. “I mean, I’m happy about all this, but I’m just curious.”

“Ben talked to me and it really hit me hard,” he said. “He told me that you guys talked about you coming to see him and you were worried about me. I realized that I’ve been holding you back your whole life. You’ve barely even left California just so you’re never too far from me, and that’s a real shame. The world is big, sweetheart, and you should see it.”

“You want me to move to London?” you questioned, a little stung.

“No, not at all,” he returned. “I’d miss the hell out of you. But I don’t want you to feel like you’re strapped to me. You’re my daughter. And I let my grief turn your into my caretaker. It’s not right. So I’ve started AA and I’m turning it around. If I could do it for your mom, I can do it for you.”

Your eyes welled up with tears. “Dad...you’ve never been a burden to me.”

“You may not see it that way, honey, but...I really have,” he insisted. “So I want you to know that whatever you and Ben choose, I’ll be okay.”

You got up, walked around the table, and sat in his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. He pulled you close and you rested your head on his shoulder. You had no idea what Ben had said to make your father decide so definitively to change his life. You almost asked, but decided against it. The words didn’t matter. This proved that there were no two people in the world who loved you more than Ben and your father. 

“It’s all gonna be okay,” Eddie said as he rubbed your back. 

You felt like a little girl again. You felt like his daughter again. And you had Ben to thank for that.

Meanwhile, Ben was at the restaurant with his friends, but his heart was with you. He was thankful for the time with these people he didn’t get to see very often, but it reminded him that he would very soon not be able to see you every day either. It made him feel heavy.

“Ben?” questioned Joe. “You okay?”

Ben cleared his throat and nodded. “Yeah, yeah. Fine.”

“Are you sure?” Rami pressed. “You seem like you’re not totally here.”

“Nervous for Monday?” Gwilym wondered.

“That’s part of it,” Ben answered. “To be honest, I’m more scared about after the finale.”

“Because you’ll have to leave Y/N,” Joe guessed.

Ben nodded. “I don’t know if I can. Like, physically, I don’t know if I’ll be able to let her go.”

“She’s kinda small, put her in your carry on,” Joe joked.

They all chuckled.

“Sorry, I’m being such a bummer,” Ben said. “I’m just...really dreading this.”

“Do you two have a plan?” asked Gwil.

Ben explained that you intended to come and see him in London shortly after the finale. But after that, he wasn’t sure what to do. It was a lot to ask you to move there. It was a lot to think about moving to the US as well. 

“You don’t have to decide anything right now,” Rami pointed out. “You two will figure it out.”

“Yeah, you love each other,” Joe agreed. “That’s the most important thing.”

“I do really love her,” Ben said. “I don’t know if I’ve ever loved someone this much.” 

“We know, mate,” said Gwil. “We see it every time you look at her.”

“Now drink up,” Joe said. “We’re gonna celebrate you winning the mirror ball.”

“You guys keep saying that and you’ll jinx me,” Ben replied with a laugh.

They managed to cheer Ben up for the remainder of the night. In fact, in his desperation to forget about the impending goodbye, he got a little carried away.

They took him back to your apartment around one in the morning. Rami waited in the car. Joe and Gwilym were carrying Ben, his arms across their shoulders as they made their way to your door. Ben was just saying some nonsense to them and they were trying no to laugh too hard at him. Joe knocked on the door.

You opened it and smiled. Ben was slumped between his friends but he managed to barely lift his head to look at you.

“Woah!” he gasped, turning to Joe. “S’that? She’s the most beautiful woman I’vver seen.”

Joe snickered. “That’s your girlfriend, Y/N.”

Ben’s eyes went wide as he looked between you and his friend. “She? Her? M’girlfriend?”

You covered your mouth to stifle a giggle.

“Im’a lucky sonofabitch, aren’t I?” he continued with a hiccup.

“Sorry,” Gwil said to you. “Lost himself in the celebration.”

“It’s fine,” you assured him, moving to let them inside. “Just take him the bedroom.”

They carried him into your room and dumped him rather unceremoniously onto the bed. He landed on his back with a laugh. 

“Think you can handle it from here?” Joe asked.

“I got it,” you said. “Have a good night, guys.”

They both bid you goodnight and left. You went out to the kitchen to get Ben some water and aspirin. He’d be in some pain tomorrow, but this would ease some of it. You just hoped he would be able to rehearse. When you returned to the bedroom, he was sitting up with a goofy grin on his face.

“Happy?” you asked, sitting beside him.

He nodded. “What’ve ya got?”

“Water,” you said warmly, holding it out to him. “And pills. Take them, please.”

“Aaaanything you want, love,” he returned, following your instructions.

“Keep drinking the water,” you said. “I’m gonna get you undressed.” 

“Wait,” he said. “I don’t think I -”

“Relax, honey, it’s just so you can sleep comfortably,” you said. “Now hydrate.”

Again, he obeyed. You knelt on the floor and began with his shoes. His jeans and shirt came after. He set the cup on the nightstand and leaned back into the pillows. 

“C’mere please,” he said. “Wanna cuddle.”

You crawled up on the bed beside him. He shimmied down so he was lying flat, and you snuggled into his arms. 

“I think you’re the most beautiful girl in th’world,” he slurred. “And th’sweetest and dearest. Wanna hold you forever. S’that alright?”

“Of course, baby,” you replied and wrapped your arms around his waist. His skin was warm and flush from the alcohol.

“Good,” he said. “‘Cause I love you.”

“I love you too,” you told him. “Close your eyes, Ben. Go to sleep.”

Before long, his soft breath told you he was in fact, asleep. He still held right up against him. It felt amazing. Between talking to your dad and his drunkenly clinging to you, you were overwhelmed with affection for him. You wished he really could just hold you forever. That you could remain in each others arms until there was no one who had ever known you apart.

The next day, Ben woke with a pained groan.

“Fuck,” he sighed. “My head.”

Your eyes fluttered open and you looked up at him. 

“Are you alright?” you asked lowly.

He flinched and squeezed his eyes shut. “Why are you yelling at me?”

You giggled and pulled him close again.

“You had a little too much fun last night,” you whispered. “Need some more aspirin?”

“Please,” he moaned.

You kissed his forehead before you got up, just barely opening the door so you wouldn’t let too much light in. When you returned with the pills, you eased onto the bed before quietly offering them to him. He took them quickly. Then he crawled over and put his head in your lap. You gently ran your fingers through his hair.

“Poor baby,” you cooed. 

“I’m sorry,” he said into the sheet. “I didn’t mean to get so out of hand.”

“You weren’t bad at all,” you assured him. “Although you did forget who I was.”

He half-chuckled. “Did I really?”

“I wasn’t offended, though,” you said with a smile. “You were so thrilled that I was your girlfriend, and that was kinda nice.”

“I’m still thrilled that you’re my girlfriend,” he returned. 

“Just not nearly as shocked,” you said.

A beat passed.

“What had you drinking so much?” you wondered. “The other guys seemed fine.”

“They’re not leaving their girlfriends on Tuesday,” he said. “I just needed to forget about that for a while.”

“I understand.”

“How was your dad?”

You took a deep breath. “Wonderful.”

You told him about your father’s quick turnaround, and thanked Ben for whatever it was he said to him. Ben only blushed and insisted it was nothing. Still, you were grateful.

“That aspirin kicking in yet?” you wondered.

“A bit,” he said.

“Come on, you need some food,” you said. “It’s not good for that stuff to sit on an empty stomach. Think you can get some toast down?” 

He nodded and slowly got up. He followed you out to the kitchen, where he took a seat at the counter and slumped over it. You made toast and coffee, but urged him to keep drinking water. The sooner he was hydrated, the better he’d feel. 

“You’re so sweet to me, love,” he said as you passed him his breakfast.

You kissed his cheek. “Only because I love you.”

You had breakfast and just barely made it to rehearsal on time. You told the guys to go easy on Ben since he had a rough night. The wicked grins on their faces told you they would be clowning him hard. But they guys were actually really nice so you knew they wouldn’t push it.

Then came rehearsing your freestyle again. After being with the guys all morning, Ben seemed to have made a full recovery, but you still made sure he took more breaks. The routine was coming along great anyway. 

The final day of rehearsal, before camera blocking, the pros had to record a message for their partners. When you came into the studio for interviews, you took a seat on the stool they had waiting for you and tried to think of something to say to express how much Ben meant to you. It seemed beyond language.

“Okay, whenever you’re ready,” said Kelly.

The camera was rolling. You were silent for a long moment, forcing your mind to form words. But your mind was not where you would find what you felt for Ben. So you searched your heart instead. You took a deep breath.

“Ben,” you began, looking at the camera. “I’m so proud of you. I know I say that all the time, but it’s because it’s true. But it’s more than the dancing. You are a high-quality person. Kind, generous, smart, and driven. And that’s just scratching the surface. I love you.” You paused, swallowing through the new formed tightness in your throat. “I love you so much. I can’t believe this is almost over. Whether we win the mirror ball or not, I know that what I’ve found in you is more precious than any trophy.”

A tear slid down your cheek. You mentally kicked yourself for crying again, but you couldn’t help it. You wiped it away and swallowed again.

“You okay?” Kelly asked.

You nodded quickly. “Mhm. Yeah.”

“That was beautiful, what you said,” she told you. “Is there anything else?”

You shook your head. “Not anything he doesn’t already know.”

“Alright, then, you can head to the ballroom for camera blocking.”

You joined Ben in the ballroom to watch Emma and her partner before it was your turn. He greeted you with a customary side hug and forehead kiss and your heart ached. You were going to miss this so much.

Then, show day was upon you. The opening number was amazing, and the crowd went wild for the finalists. Ben slipped his arm around your shoulders as you both waved from the float carrying you all across a red carpet which led to the Dancing With the Stars studio and ballroom. Tom and Erin opened the show after the number was over and everyone received their applause. 

First, each of the judges talked about the finalists. They had overwhelming praise for everyone, which you thought was fair. You wanted to win, but the other two couples were also wildly talented. What you said in your video message to Ben was true - you didn’t need a trophy. You’d already won.

Alan and his partner started the show once it came back from commercial. Their freestyle was really beautiful and flowing. It told a sweet story. They received perfect scores from the judges. A nervous twinge went through you.

After the second commercial break, Ben left you to join the rest of the men. Emma’s partner was an NFL player, so this guy’s number was sure to be all of them with their shirts off. It hadn’t even started and you were already rolling your eyes.

“Now, for my favorite part of the show,” Erin said from her spot on the outdoor stage. “Please give it up for the incredibly handsome men of Dancing With the Stars!” 

The crowd screamed. The number was exactly what you expected. They didn’t hump the floor, but there was a lot of pelvic thrusting and smouldering into the camera. Ben looked amazing, you had to admit. You were still in the ballroom, and you scanned the crowd for Joe, Rami, and Gwil. You held back a laugh when you saw their mouths hanging open.

Emma and her partner were up next. Their freestyle was upbeat and fun, capturing the essence of her partner. You felt another jolt of worry go through you as the judges praised their performance and gave them a perfect score. 

The girls’ number was next. You actually had a lot of fun with this one, and Alan’s partner was very sweet. She kept up with the pros amazingly, and since she had no prior dance experience that impressed you. 

The girls’ number was always sexy and empowering. This one was no different. You got to strut around the stage in expensive looking clothes and feel like a real boss with the other women. You felt Ben watching you so in the middle of the routine, you found his gaze and winked at him. He laughed and bit his lip.

Then, there was one more commercial break. After that, you and Ben would close the show with your last dance. Your whole body felt heavy at the thought. Your last dance. This was it. Then it was off to New York. No more nights together. No more joking around in rehearsal. No more forehead kisses. No more.

You changed quickly for the freestyle and headed out to take your place. Ben would be going on first alone, and you would join him after a few bars. Your video message began, but you couldn’t see Ben’s face. He turned to face you when it finished and he blew you a kiss. You grinned. 

Then it was time. The last dance.

The whole time you danced, your heart raced. Ben didn’t miss a step. The props were all moved together. The lifts were right on the beat. The water flicked and splashed just like you wanted it to. It was truly the perfect dance.

When you finished, the crowd in the ballroom erupted into applause. You hugged Ben for a long moment afterward. It was over. This journey was done. You needed his arms around you or you might have collapsed from the devastation. 

Slowly, you walked over to Tom and the judges to get your feedback. You blinked back the tears threatening to overwhelm you again.

“Wow!” Carrie Ann cried. “That was amazing! You two have been such a joy to watch all season. That dance was such great culmination of everything you’ve learned and what we love to see from you. Excellent dance, you two.”

You both thanked her.

“Ben, you have been such a delight this season,” Len said. “You’re sweet, you’re handsome, and you work really hard. That right there, showed off just how much that hard work paid off. Congratulations on a great season.”

“Thank you,” Ben said.

“That was incredible!” Bruno shouted. “It was full of drama and suspense! It showed off what you can do and the perfection of this partnership! You, my friend, are a dancer. It is just a new fact of life. You are a man, you are an actor, and you are a dancer. Very well done!”

You and Ben smiled at each other. You stayed with Tom to get your scores. Just like the other couples before you, you earned a perfect score. You embraced excitedly before heading offstage to wait for the results. Viewers and audience members could cast their votes until the end of the last commercial break. Then you would find out who was the winner of the season.

You pulled Ben aside, glancing around to make sure you couldn’t be heard. You also turned your mics off. 

“I meant what I said,” you told him. “No matter what the results are, I -”

“We’re gonna win,” he cut across you, smiling wide. “I know it.”

“I love you,” you whispered. “Thank you for being my partner.”

“I love you too,” he replied, cradling your face in his hands. “Thank you for everything.”

You switched your mics back on and headed to join the other couples. They were already lining you up on the ballroom floor. You and Ben were in the middle. You both gave swift hugs to the other couples and all wished each other luck. 

Tom and Erin brought the show back after being handed the results. Erin opened her card and brought her mic to her lips. You clutched Ben’s arm as your heart hammered against your ribcage. 

“The couple in third place is…” she began slowly. She waited a long pause. Then she announced Alan and his partner.

You couldn’t relax just yet. Tom opened his card and read it. It felt like everything was happening in slow motion.

“And the winner of season twenty-eight of Dancing With the Stars is,” he said. 

He too waited a long moment. So long you thought you were going to lose your mind. Ben squeezed your hand. You closed your eyes. This was it. You couldn’t stand it any longer.

“BEN AND Y/N!”

You screamed and jumped into Ben’s arms. Confetti rained from the ceiling. The audience roared with cheers. The PAs were bringing the mirror ball trophy over, but before they could, Ben dipped you and kissed you. Full on the mouth. In front of the cameras and everyone in the ballroom.

A fresh wave of shouts and cries came from the audience as you kissed, but you didn’t hear them. You smiled through it, overjoyed at this feeling. You won the season. Ben was yours. You were his. You were more than on top of the world. You were beyond over the moon. Nothing could compare to how high you felt with Ben kissing you and knowing you won. For a few seconds, it was just the two of you celebrating together.

When you broke apart, both a little breathless, Erin and Tom were beside you. Erin was screaming that she knew it, Tom was laughing. Confetti was still falling all around you, sticking in you and Ben’s hair. The other pros and stars were all clamoring around you, shouting their congratulations and their excitement. You were totally wrapped up in hugs and noise. 

Finally the PA made it through the crowd and handed you and Ben your trophy. You grasped it together and lifted it high into the air, beaming.

***

Tired and reeling, you were too soon faced with the hosts of Good Morning America. It felt good to be able to hold Ben’s hand and act like his girlfriend, even with cameras on you. Already, magazines and media outlets had posted the picture of him kissing you after winning everywhere. It had been retweeted and reposted hundreds of thousands of times. Even on the plane, you were bombarded with it on your newsfeed.

“So, that kiss,” said one GMA host. “That was clearly not the first one.”

“No,” Ben laughed. “We actually made our relationship official after the tango.”

“Oh, that tango was fiery!” the other cried. “I can see why it kick started the romance. How did you manage to hide it?”

“I don’t think we hid it very well, actually,” you said smiling. “I mean, everyone was always saying we must be dating, and they were right!”

Ben chuckled. “Yeah, I suppose we really just had to vaguely answer Erin. But everyone suspected, for sure.”

“They certainly did,” the host said.

“So what’s next for you two?” the first asked.

“I’ve made plans to go and visit with him after the holidays,” you explained. “And then we’re just gonna play it by ear. We both have a lot going on, so it’s a sort of cross that bridge when we get there situation.”

“Well we’re all rooting for you,” she said.

“So, which was your favorite dance of the season?” the other asked. “Ben?”

“I’ve got to say the waltz,” he answered. “I got to have this really romantic and intimate moment with her and get away with it. To me, it was seixer than say the tango or the samba.”

You nearly melted in your chair as you gazed adoringly at him.

“Even Bruno said it was like you were making love to her!” the host reminded him. “Y/N, what was your favorite?”

“That’s a tough call,” you said. “I loved the waltz too, and it’s up there as one of the best dances I’ve ever done just in my career. But I think my favorite from the season was the jive when we did it the second time. With Queen playing for us, it just felt like a real celebration.”

You chatted with them for a while, going over the season highlights and explaining the progression of your relationship some more. It was fitting to do a recap before you had to say goodbye. It also made it hurt all the more.

When you left the show, you headed to the airport. Ben was leaving right away, and you were leaving the following day. As you rode in the cab, gazing out at the city, it made you sad again. Everything was all decked out for Christmas, but you didn’t feel the least bit jolly. 

You walked Ben only as far as security. After his bags were checked, he prepared to go through the line. He turned to face you.

“Now comes the hard part,” he sighed.

You nodded. “Yeah.”

“We won’t be apart for too long,” he said, trying to sound more optimistic than he felt. 

He pulled you into a hug. You wondered how you had any tears left after all the crying you’d done over this.

“I’ll send you a picture from Rockefeller,” you said with a little smile.

“I love you,” he whispered into your hair.

“I love you too,” you replied, holding him tighter.

There was nothing else to be said. You weren’t sure how you were going to let him go now. Your heart would not let your arms release him. You held each other for several long moments before he pulled away to kiss you, slow and sweet. You etched the feeling into your memory, knowing it would be weeks before you would feel that again.

All too soon, he had to go. You somehow managed to detach yourself from him. He blew you one last kiss before he disappeared in the line to go through security. It felt like your whole heart was going with him.

Ben glanced back once more and saw that you had gone. He sighed heavily. He hated to leave you. No matter how many times he told himself you’d be in London before either of you knew it, it didn’t make this any easier. When he got to the gate, he saw that no one was there. His brow furrowed and he walked up to the stewardess.

“Excuse me,” he said. “Have I missed this flight?”

She blinked up at him. “No, sir. There’s a snowstorm in London. All flights to Heathrow have been cancelled. Did you not get the call?”

“No, I was in an interview,” he said, his heart rate quickening. “But - they checked my bag and everything!”

“There must have been a miscommunication,” she said. “If you give me the name of your hotel, we can have your bags sent there when you reschedule your flight.”

He told her the hotel you were staying at and got a new flight for the following day. All he knew was that he had one more night with you. Then he left the airport as fast as he could.

He knew you were going to Rockefeller Center to see the tree. It was something you’d always wanted to do. You were bummed you were going alone, but it couldn’t be helped. You brought your phone up to prepare to take a selfie to send to Ben.

Ben, meanwhile, was paying no attention to his phone. He was pushing through the crowd, searching wildly for you. Snow was just beginning to fall in thick flakes, blurring his vision further. Finally, he spotted you. You were smiling beautifully as you snapped that promised photo. His heart soared at seeing it in real life.

“Y/N!” he called.

You thought you misheard it. There was no way Ben was calling your name. Your mind was playing a cruel trick on you.

“Y/N!” 

You turned your head at last. Your jaw about hit the floor when you saw him.

“Ben!” you yelled.

Shoving past people you met each other and embraced. 

“My flight got cancelled,” he explained. “I’ve got one more night.”

Somehow, one more night felt like forever.

“I can’t believe it!” you cried. “One night together in New York City. What do you want to do?”

“How about dancing?”

[newx-menfan]

I think one of the reasons why the NXM aren't used much anymore is that their creators and writers have moved away from Marvel. So while you have Bendis shoehorning Goldballs into Miles Morales and Tom Taylor putting Gabby on an X-Men team, Nunzio, Weir, Kyle and Yost have all moved on into other things, and the new Marvel writers don't have the same connection to these characters they did.

I definitely think that *IS* part of it; but I also think it’s really telling that the majority of characters getting pushed tend to be less diverse.

I still fully believe the real reason the time displaced original five happened in the first place was it was a convenient way for Marvel to avoid using POC and LGBTQIA characters.

You can argue that the original five are ‘A-listers’- but let’s be honest, how popular realistically are the original five? While there definitely are some fans of the original team, most X-Men readers prefer Claremont’s Uncanny.

Other than Bobby, you had no other LGBTQIA characters on the team. Oya and Bloodstorm were from the beginning represented as secondary characters (in the Extermination event, writers are even semi-fridging Bloodstorm for Scotts characterization on top of it…).

As I’ve said in previous posts- In comparison, New X-Men WAS always about Surge, David, and somewhat Wind Dancer in the beginning; in many ways I think you could make an argument that Prodigy WAS the clear protagonist of the series, since most of the storytelling hinged on him (DeFilippis and Weir’s future storyline and his struggles with Elixir, Kyle and Yost showing him struggling with his power loss and relationship with Surge before him finally accepting his situation in ‘Quest for Magik’…).

What characters are getting pushed right now?

-X-23, a white female in the comic books; who does have a history of mental illness and abuse. Honey Badger as well.

- Quire, a white male character who started out as commentary on extremism in Morrison’s writing… whose now being written as sympathetic despite basically being an allegory for INCELS and school shooters (remember, the riot at Xavier’s STARTED in part because the Cuckoos refused to give him attention…).

-Glob Herman, another character involved with 'Riot at Xavier’s’.

-Out of the New Gen X. Kids, who’s getting pushed the most? Eyeboy, the white male heterosexual character.

-Out of the Generation Hope, it mainly tends to be Hope. Sometimes Oya as well, but her characterization has been all over the place; from decently written to a caricature in Jason Aaron’s work…

-The Stepford Cuckoos have also been getting a push; white upper class young women

-Ink, which is basically a white heterosexual male committing cultural appropriation of mutants

-And then again the original five + Jimmy…

The only diverse characters getting REGULARLY pushed in the past few years are:-Gold Balls-Shark Girl -Oya-Kid Apocalypse -(occasionally) Bling!-(occasionally) Armor-(occasionally) Bloodstorm-Young Iceman

I’m not saying you can’t have white/male/heterosexual/Cis/upper to middleclass characters in your writing- what I AM saying, is it starts to look questionable when that’s the majority of characters getting pushed by editorial.

This, on top of mass cancellations of more diverse titles, Marvel’s comments PUBLICLY about diversity, and other choices do kind of all seem to indicate that Marvel writers have an issue with diversity. Again, if Marvel DOESN’T want readers to assume prejudice is factoring into their decision making, then they need to take a look at some of their current words and choices. If you don’t want to be thought of as catering to the Comicsgate movement, MAYBE they shouldn’t have publicly used diversity as a scapegoat for bad sales.

(The real problems with Marvel are- poor marketing, using old or outdated business practices, bad writing, not enough editorial, overworked and underpaid workers, overuse of events and cheap marketing gimmicks, dependency on movies and Disney to sell their products, and so many other problems that ARE NOT DIVERSITY…).

* Young Avengers has the exact same issue- it wasn’t Eli, Billy, or Hulking out of the original YA who has received a large push after the series ended.

It was Kate Bishop/Hawkeye.

While America Chavez (Part of YA vol. 2) has also been pushed, it tends to overwhelmingly be Kate Bishop that writers will give solos to and use in a majority of books.

Recently, a writer/artist team was gunning for Marvel to let them do a Wiccan/Hulking miniseries or ongoing-still didn’t get made, despite the fact that Wiccan has a huge fanbase…

So yeah, while part of it may be that the new writers and editorial aren’t big New X-Men fans… It still looks questionable to me when you really look at the characters getting pushed vs. the ones that aren’t.r