#we’re only 3 sessions in and everyone’s in love I’m so happy

[dmramblings]

Best compliment I think I’ve ever received as a DM:

“If this campaign were a show, I’d probably have binged it all already. And then started writing fanfic or something”

[sofiawritesstuff]

Platonic

part 4

summary: When Lando's "playboy" imagine is setting a bad reputation for him. He's turns to the person he trust most in this world for help.

pairing: landonorris x bestfriend!reader

warnings: none (i don't think)

part 3

To Lando the place he found happiness was whereever your were, but the place he found peace was always the beach.

You had met in the kitchen in the early hours of the morning, neither of you could sleep with the hot summer European air.

It took a lot of convincing from Lando for you to agree to take a walk to the beach this early in the morning, especially when you were more concerned about his busy schedule that day.

"Isn't it nice?" Lando asks turning to you, watching as you stared out to the sea "It is" you smile "I do need to talk to you, and I need you to talk to me. It's just us. Nobody else around"

He sighs, following your eyes to the water, nodding his head in agreement "Alright"

"You know how much I love you, I love everything about you, except one thing"

"Oh yeah and what's that?"

"How hard you are on yourself, why do you only see the bad things? Why not the good?" you ask resting your head on his shoulder. He leans down and kisses your head before speaking

"It took me five years for me to get my first win, a lot of people don't like me and critique me for every little mistake. If I notice my mistakes before everyone else then it won't hurt as much when I read them"

"I understand what you are saying Lando, but you only focus on the mistakes that you do, you never see the good. Look at every podium you've gotten this year alone and instead of expecting a win every single weekend, this year is tough and it's very competitive"

"I just want to be the best, look at Max, he's winning championships, winning race after race. That's what I want to do"

"It great to be inspired by someone Lan but there's no point in comparing yourself to someone when you can make a name for yourself. I wish you saw yourself the way that I saw you" you couldn't help but let the tears fall from your eyes, lifting your head to face him

"And how do you see me?" he asks wiping the tears that had fell to your cheeks, resting his forehead against your "An amazing driver, a kind person with the biggest heart, someone that would do anything for his friends. A future world champion" you whisper

He leans down, kissing your neck "You don't understand how much I love you, thank you for understanding me"

You stayed on the beach a little longer, before heading back to the apartment. You both decided to go into Lando's to the bed

-

You watched carefully as the end of qualifying approached, Lando setting a good lap with only a short time left.

In Monaco, qualifying mattered hugely since it was a hard track to over take on during the race.

“Come on Lan” you whispered to yourself “He’s going to do it” a voice appears behind you, you turn to see Andrea with a smile on his face as he puts a hand on your shoulder

As soon as he crossed the line and set the fastest lap time of the session, you ran to where he would be to congratulate him.

“Good qualifying ay?” Zak approaches you with a smile, you return the smile and clap your hands as Lando get out the car, he take his helmet off kissing your cheek and hugging you

“I’m so proud of you”

“Thanks princess”

He greets the rest of the team, hugging them while they congratulate him, before he goes to his interviews he squeezes your hand that held onto the barricade. You could feel your heart pounding against your chest.

“You guys are doing a good job” Zak whispers “At what?” you ask turning to face him “Pretending you’re in love with each other” he laughs as if it’s obvious

“We’re not” you stop yourself before you can safe anything more “Thanks Zak. I need to go to the bathroom, tell him that i’ll meet him outside his garage?”

“Sure thing”

Knowing Lando will take a while you don’t rush, you go to the bathroom in his drivers room and pack up some of his stuff while you wait. Leaving fresh clothes for him for after his shower.

After half an hour, you leave his drivers room and take your seat in his garage, sent a text to both your family and his family keeping them updated with their busy schedules.

“Princess!” Lando yells running towards you, you stand him and jump on him while he picks you up “Pole sitter for the Monaco Grand Prix, I never want you to doubt yourself again” you smile as he puts you down

“Princess?”

“Yeah Lan?”

“Just like when we were 11 okay?” he says putting his hand on your cheek “What?” he cut you off by pressing his lips to yours, you melt into it wrapping your arm around his neck

After a few seconds he pulls away, looking outside the garage “Do you think they got it?”

You follow his eyes to the photographers standing outside, your heart drops. He didn’t mean it. It was just for the cameras.

part 5

TAGS:

@harrysdimple05 @ironmaiden1313 @imboredway2much @blueberry64857959 @cmleitora @panicsinvirgo @sialexia

@rylieverstappen-sargent @jule239

@alltoomaples

[bad268]

Hi! Can I put in a request for Paul Aron x F1 driver! Y/N? It’s be cute for the reader to bring Paul around the paddock and make him say hi to everyone and vice versa!

Rookie Debuts (Paul Aron X Williams Driver! Reader)

Fandom: RPF/F2/F3

Requested: Clearly (I have so much fun with this <3 also, I love Logan, but I needed to give him appendicitis for this)

Warnings: mentions appendicitis (Logan Sargeant)

POV: Second Person (You/your)

W.C. 1751

Summary: The reader takes Paul on a chaotic walk through the paddock.

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(^Pinterest)

You didn’t know what was with drivers and their appendixes erupting recently, but you weren’t complaining as it gave you your Formula 1 debut. You have been a Williams Academy driver since 2021, and you were named their reserve driver while you competed in Formula 2. That means that when Logan’s appendix erupted just before the Hungarian Grand Prix, you were pulled up. It sucked a little because you liked racing against your friends and boyfriend, but you were never going to pass up an opportunity to race your favorite track in a Formula 1 car. 

Paul was more than happy for you! You were the same when he got his opportunity at the Formula E race in Berlin back in May, so it was only fair he was just as supportive. He said he would follow you around like a puppy all weekend (not like it was anything out of the ordinary). 

One thing that you made sure to do on media day was to talk to every driver, regardless of who they were. You did not want to be the new meat on the grid and have no insight. You had raced in Hungry before, but it was just different this time. Paul was busy doing his own media obligations, so you got a head start. You were put on a media panel with Max, Charles, Oscar, and Fernando, and you planned to use that to the fullest.

“Question for Y/n,” an interviewer broke your train of thought, “How do you feel stepping into Logan Sargeant’s car this weekend? How has the grid treated you so far? And is there anything you feel disadvantaged by?”

“I’m nervous but excited, so I can’t complain,” You chuckled. “The grid hasn’t really talked to me yet, but it was announced this morning that I was driving. I’m cutting them some slack right now. As for a disadvantage, I just think I’m not nearly as experienced as the rest of the drivers, and I haven’t trained as much. That’s all I can think of, but if any drivers want to give me some advice or anything,” you mockingly coughed, “it would be greatly appreciated.”

“Break slightly earlier going into turn six,” Fernando said quietly as he leaned toward you. “You’ll want to try braking later, but coming from experience, break earlier.”

“Also,” Oscar piped up, “Use heat on your neck before you train and ice it after. It loosens your neck and helps with recovery.”

“And this track you’ll need quick instincts, so brush up on those,” Max said.

“And don’t forget,” Charles interrupted before anyone else could add more, “This is your first race in a Formula 1 car. You’re not going to be perfect, so don’t be too hard on yourself. How many testing and free practice sessions have you been in?”

“Two testing sessions this year, and I haven’t had a free practice session yet,” You answered.

“See? So you’ve had very limited running in this car. No one is expecting you to be Michael Schumacher this weekend,” Charles laughed.

“Thanks, I’ll take all that into this race,” You chuckled as the panel finished up. Each of you got up and walked out together. Just as everyone was about to split off toward their respective garages you stopped them. “Really, thank you guys. I really appreciate everything you’re telling me.”

“Of course,” Oscar comforted as he gave you a side hug. “We were all rookies before, and we know that this track is probably not the best one to be starting on.”

“Yeah, and if you need any more help or have questions, we’re here,” Charles added, giving you a hug too. Max sandwiched you between them as he also gave you a hug.

“What if I just want someone to talk to?” You asked. “Alex is always with James or George and I don’t know anyone in this paddock.”

“You know us,” Max said blankly. “Whenever we don’t have any race things to do, you’re always welcome in Red Bull.”

“Same for Ferrari.”

“And McLaren.”

“And Aston Martin. We also have Felipe this weekend.”

This weekend was off to a great start. You couldn’t complain. You tried your best to bounce between the F1 and F2 paddocks since you still wanted to cheer on Paul. You were a Paul Aron cheerleader first. Williams Formula 1 driver second.

It worked out well, so you were able to watch almost the entirety of Paul’s sessions before having to go get ready for your sessions. Thankfully though, your physical trainer has taken to helping you stretch somewhere where you could see and hear the race. They only made you head to the garage when you had to look over data and change before getting in the car. 

Then, Paul said he would be in your garage as soon as he finished his post-session obligations. After your first free practice session, he was waiting in the back of your garage by the time you came in. He was still in his race suit since he had to qualify later, but it was comforting to have him there backing you up.

It became a ritual that everyone in Williams came to look forward to seeing after every session. They found it adorable. Some called it young love while others said it was true love. Without fail, you would climb out of the car and immediately run into Paul’s open arms regardless of how the session went. 

When race day finally came, you had made an impact on the grid, showing exactly what you could do and why it was a good decision you were pulled up. Every practice session had you in the top 15, and you qualified eighth for the race itself. You and the team were proud, but no one was as proud as Paul.

The morning of the races, you went in early with Paul. You both wanted to support your friends in F3, but you also wanted to introduce Paul to all of your new friends. 

“Come on, Paul! We have time to say hi before going to see Dino and Gabriele before the feature race, but I wanna introduce you to my new friends!” You exclaimed as you dragged Paul by the hand through the paddocks.

“I’ve met Alex and James already,” Paul chuckled, following behind you blankly but became confused when you pulled him past the Williams hospitality. “Wait, where are we going?”

“To meet my new friends, duh!” You laughed as you continued until you saw Max and Liam talking outside of the Red Bull hospitality. “Max, Liam! Hi!”

“Hey, what’s up?” Max said as he turned to pull you and Paul into the conversation.

“Nothing much, just showing Paul around,” You giggled as you leaned into his side. Paul just stood frozen. “He’s a bit shy if you can’t tell.”

“We can tell. Are you ready for your first F1 race?” Liam chuckled as he returned your enthusiasm.

“As ready as I can be,” You answered honestly before looking over at Paul. “Well, I think I should take him somewhere to regain his sense of reality real quick. I’ll see you guys later!” You bid them goodbye as you pulled Paul over to an empty table. “Are you okay?”

“I don’t fan anyone, but you actually talked to Max Verstappen and he didn’t kill you?” Paul asked. You weren’t sure if he was serious or not, but it still made you laugh lightly. “What’s next? You’re gonna tell me you’re friends with Fernando Alonso?”

And as they say, speak of the devil, they will appear. Fernando, as if his ears were ringing, comes walking up to you two with Lance and Felipe.

“Hey, rookie,” Fernando teased as he took a seat in front of you. Lance took a seat next to him and Felipe leaned against the table. 

“Hey yourself rookie,” You chuckled, lifting your hand to fist bump him. “What are you three up to?”

“Walking around before sitting in a car for two hours,” Lance replied sarcastically.

“But you’re sitting,” Paul pointed out, causing them to laugh.

“Look at that! Your boyfriend can come out of his shell! Max was just saying how awkward he was with him and Liam,” Felipe laughed.

“Ok, I gotta take this guy around to make him meet everyone now,” You said as you stood up and pulled Paul away. “I’ll see you on the track, minus Felipe.”

“Don’t rub it in!”

“I cannot believe I manifested Fernando Alonso to come over,” Paul said in disbelief as you two walked aimlessly between the hospitalities.

“I can’t believe you made a fool of yourself in front of two world champions already,” You teased. After being met with Paul planting his feet and pouting, you turned and placed a short kiss to his lips. “I love you anyway, but you’re my fool.”

“I’m a fool for you,” Paul whispered as he leaned his forehead against yours and pulled you into another kiss.

“Why must I be single?” A voice from behind you two said but it was immediately followed by an “oof”. You two pulled apart and looked back to see Oscar and Lando standing You assumed Lando said it and Oscar elbowed him in the stomach.

“That’s not something I can answer for you,” You chuckled as you approached them. “You guys ready?”

“I think the question is, are you? Any nerves yet?” Oscar asked. “This goes for both of you. Paul, I saw you’re leading the championship, so how’re you feeling?”

“Good, starting on pole, so I can’t complain,” Paul answered.

“I’m also pretty good. Hungaroring is my favorite track, so I’m just ready to have fun,” You added before hearing some commotion behind you. You turn to see a flurry of read running up behind you.

“There you are!” Charles said out of breath. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”

“Why? We have like four hours?” You responded, looking at your watch in confusion before your eyes widened. “Shit!”

“What?” Paul asked.

“Paul!” Ollie shouted as he ran up to you. “Hitech had been looking for you everywhere! You need to be there for pre-race.”

“But F3 hasn’t started yet,” Paul answered confused.

“They’re on lap 18 of 22,” Ollie answered as he pulled your boyfriend away, pulling you in the chain as well. “I’ll make sure someone returns the Williams driver!”

“Or not! I’m starting ninth, and I’d like a free place!” Oscar shouted after you.

~~~~~

© BAD268 2024. DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT PERMISSION.

[twobluejeans]

HEARTBREAK ON TOUR!

charles leclerc x famous!reader

summary: in which the lavender haze has been lifted. or in which america’s it couple splits.

part 6: reckless, part 5: relevancy, part 4: emo ponytail girl, part 3: dupeee, part 2:wtf does ET know?, part 1: don’t start

faceclaim: madison beer

ally’s radio 📻: PART 6! #juticefory/n . shoutout to the anon who inspired this chapter, u helped sm and gave me further ideas💌. a lot of tswift references 🫶

INSTAGRAM, july 14

liked by dannylandopnj, alltoowellcharles, and 321,543 others

f1updates carlos recently in an interview in which y/n and charles got brought up

View all 31 comments

sainzpodium this is why carlos is the better ferrari driver

lewishsystem “loyal and trust are crucial in any relationship” wym by that 🤨

hereforicciardo the way carlos didn’t even interact with charles today in the paddock before and after the race

lewisfever lewisystem “it’s hard to ignore certain actions and how they reflect on a person’s character” the way he’s confirming the rumors bro 😭

russeliclassy lewisfever what rumors?

lewisfever russeliclassy charles cheated

INSTAGRAM, july 14

liked by naileadevora, lewishamilton, and 4,567,245 others

yourinstagram surprise. i know u guys are already getting 2 new songs from me with the new midnight deluxe edition on the 17th, but i still have a lot to say. meet me at midnight on chapter 1 for a story that turned out to be pretty…reckless.

View all 64,627 comments

billieeilish already crying

dojacatstreetsera the devil works hard, but y/n l/n world harder

landonorris song’s mid (i’ve listened to it 3 times so far and have sobbed uncontrollably🥲)

yourinstagram landonorris weak (i broke down mid-recording session)

barbiey/n no i cant i’m not ready

INSTAGRAM, july 14

INSTAGRAM, july 15 (midnight)

liked by zendaya, authurleclerc, and 6,543,127 others

yourinstagram thank you dearly to everyone who helped bring this video and this wild idea of mine to life... petracollins i truly could never have done this without you & to the rest of the amazing crew who worked 3 very long days & then a very long week... thank you, from the bottom of my heart. i also want to thank lando, who photographed these amazing photos awhile back when we were in manchester. landonorris i love u. reckless, both single & mv, out now everywhere 🤍 🏹

View all 81,342 comments

beyonce So beautiful ❤️

aliensuperstary/n beyoncé ADAM SANDLER?? WHAT R U DOING HERE😭

tchalamet proud of you ma chérie

yourinstagram tchalamet hi thank you i love u i miss u

onlychalamet tchalamet yourinstagram i love their friendship sm

salmahayek nunca dejas de sorprenderme. Estoy tan orgullosa de ti y tan feliz y emocionada de verte prevalecer a través de todo🫶🫶🩷🩷

see translation? salmahayek: You never cease to amaze me. I am so proud of you and so happy and excited to see you prevail through it all.

yourinstagram salmahayek muchas gracias tus palabras siempre significan el mundo para mí. te amo y te extraño mucho. ¡No puedo esperar a verte a ti y a Valentina pronto!

see translation? yourinstagram: thank u so much. your words always mean the world to me. i love you and miss you dearly. cant wait to see you and valentina soon!

90sbabyy/n salmahayek yourinstagram why am i just finding out salma is y/n’s godmother? hello what

bellahadid i love. so happy to see u turned ur pain n hurt into something so beautiful ... only heard some of it and already know it's so special. ok. enough of that. i feel like i've typed more than i needed to. love u! proud of u!

yourinstagram bellahadid u bitch why would u type this? now i'm crying in the middle of a re-run of narcos

danielricciardo yourinstagram you said u we’re gonna wait till i got to italy to watch it with me…

yourinstagram danielriccicardo ….oops?

landonorris danielricciardo you see me personally, i wouldn’t let that slide 🤷

danielricciardo yourinstagram #fake #donthmu #streaks #realonesknow

classynorris y/n and lando teaching daniel gen z slang gotta be the funniest thing ever

landonorris classynorris i actually regret it so bad

yourinstagram classynorris biggest mistake ever. he won’t stop saying bombastic side eye. free us

danielricciardo landonorris yourinstagram L + ratio + bozo

TWITTER, july 15

INSTAGRAM STORIES , july 15

yourinstagram 7h

viewed by authurleclerc, charlottesiine, and 4,854,257 others

ally’s radio 📻: yeah 😌. people in the instagram story views + the song itself might be a little sneak peak of the next chapter.

taglist 🦢🪩: @incoherenciass@dakotali@405rry@topaz125@sassyheroneckgiant@hevburn@itsmytimetoodream@ivegotparticulartaste@crowdedimagines @asterianax @haydee5010@scenesofobx@christinabae@magical-spit@dessxoxsworld@myareadsbooks@honethatty12@hopefulinlove@diasnohibng@gentlemonsterjennie1@hummusxx@eugene-emt-roe@taestrwbrry @perjarma @cxcewg@chimchimjiminie16@glow-ish@allywthsr @millyswife @mrsmaybank13 @black-swan-blog27 @stargaryenx @lilsiz @ohthemisssery @leclerclvr @slytherinjimin3nthusiast @shessthunderstoms @cool-ultra-nerd @ncentic @playboykenz @canvashearts @tinyhrry @xeliaaaa @ifionlywould

[yours-etc]

12 Days of Steddie-Mas

Day 3:

I’ll be home on the 23rd

❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️

Waiting by the phone, Steve watched the TV broadcast of the show. Corroded Coffin had completely blown up in the last year. They managed to get one song on the radio and it seems like the stations just can't turn them off. Their small venue tour had to quickly be upgraded to arenas and more dates added. They've sold out every show. Steve couldn’t be more proud of Eddie, this is everything he’s ever dreamed of. He does miss him, of course he does. Steve had prepared for three months apart, so when it turned into six months and then nine, he was just a bit shocked. Eddie had promised to call every night and he has yet to break this promise. Sometimes they are short and sweet, usually when STeve has to be at the school early the next morning. Other times they last for hours, Eddie so full of adrenaline that he just spews out anything he thinks about, and Steve is just happy to listen.

About a month ago Eddie called to strike a deal.

“Stevie baby,” He drawled into the phone hesitantly.

Steve sighed into his end, “Eds, don’t start like that.”

“I just want to get the bad stuff out of the way!”

“What happened?”

“They want us to do a live show on Thanksgiving”

“And?” Steve presses, knowing there’s always more.

“And— a live show right before Christmas.”

“Ed—”

“But I have a deal for you!” Eddie interrupts, trying to smooth the situation.

“What is it?”

“We do the shows, but I'm home by the 24th and stay through New Years. The last show is in February, so after that we are doing nothing, for a whole year Stevie.”

This piqued Steve’s interest, “A whole year? You sure you wouldn’t get bored?”

“Jeff and Gareth both agreed, we all need a fucking break. We want a year just to be normal again,” Eddie sighs, “It’s not like we won't write music or hang out or have small jam sessions together, there’s just no pressure to do it. I want to be with you sweetheart, I hate waking up and not seeing you there next to me.”

Steve smiles into the phone, “Well I’ll never complain about seeing you, but I don’t want you to give this up.”

”We’re not stopping, it's just— a pause, a moment to fucking breathe.”

“So the 24th?” Steve checks.

“The 24th.” Eddie confirms.

“See then, Eds.”

“See you soon, baby.”

So here’s he was, December 22nd, watching his rockstar boyfriend shread on stage. He smiles as Eddie jumps aroun the stage, messing with Gareth and Jeff, showmanship on full blast.

The rockstar leans into the mic, “For our last song, as always, I’m going to dedicate this to the love of my life,” he says looking directly into the camera, “Be home soon baby.”

The crowd erupts.

Gareth leans into his own mic, “Awe, Eddie you sap.”

Jeff joins in on the teasing, “Eddie, stop over compensating, everyone knows they love me more than you.”

Eddie laughs and shakes his head, “You two are impossible to work with.” He starts playing the opening notes as the crowd roars.

He wrote the song years ago for Steve. When they finally got a record deal, it was the only song Eddie really cared about making it on the record.

“I want the whole world to know how much I love you.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re mine for life sweetheart.”

Everytime he hears the crowd singing along it brings tears to his eyes. He’s seen couples dance to it at weddings, getting proposed to it during concerts, making cute videos to it. Love speaks to all. He loves how their love is so fully on display. Even though Steve has asked Eddie to keep his name and identity a secret to the public, that doesn’t stop him from constantly talking about how much he loves Steve at every chance he gets.

Eddipe wraps the concert up waving goodbye to the crowd, “Happy Holidays everyone! See you in January!”

Not more than an hour later Steve’s phone starts to ring.

“Hey there Rockstar,” Steve says into the receiver.

“Hey there lover,” Eddie yells through the line.

Steve yanks the phone away from his ear at the volume, “Jesus, Eddie, no need to scream,” he scolds half heartedly.

“I’m just happy to talk to you,” Eddie says now in a normal volume.

“I’m happy to talk to you too.”

“Excited to see you in two days.”

“Well I’m excited to see Gareth more,” Steve teases.

Eddie huffs, “Yeah right, I know I’m your favorite, even if you won’t admit it.”

They talk for a bit. Steve goes on about how crazy all the kids were on the last day of school. How his usual go to was a Christmas movie day, but he wanted to be different this year. So he set up games and crafts and music. And now he has a headache. Note to self, stick with the movies next year. Eddie talks about how Steve works too hard, which Steve shoots right back at him. They both work themselves to the bone, but there is nothing in the world either of them would rather do. It just feels harder when they are apart. Steve asks what Eddie wants as his welcome home dinner and of course it was something dirty that cannot be repeated.

Steve yawns into the phone sometime around one in the morning.

“I’ll let you get to bed baby, see you in a few days,” Eddie says softly.

“Love you, Eds.”

“Love you more, Stevie.”

———————————

The next day Steve cleaned the whole house top to bottom, every corner and nook and cranny. He scrubbed and whipped and washed until there was nothing left to polish in the house. His excitement kept him running and he needed an outlet. After the house was sparkling he wrapped the last of the presents. Steve wanted Eddie to come home to a perfect house. Even though he would go through it like a tornado, Steve didn’t care that it would get ruined immediately. He needed to keep his mind busy. Otherwise he would pace around the house just counting the seconds till Eddie came home.

Eddie.

Eddie.

Eddie.

His brain repeats on a loop. There was no way he could actually be productive outside of the house, so he stayed inside and perfected their home.

The doorbell rings and Steve thinks it's probably just a package with one of the last few gifts he ordered. He doesn’t get up to check, he’ll just get it later.

There’s a knock on the door a moment later. Once again he ignores it, thinking the delivery man is just double checking before leaving it on the porch.

The knocking gets louder and more aggressive. Not stopping. Just continuous knocks right after another. This gets Steve to finally get up and walk to the front door. Normally he would check the peep hole to check who it is first, but the knocking distracted him.

Steve threw open the door, “Who—” he cuts himself off.

There in front of him was Eddie, bags in hand, snow sticking to his messy hair, and a coy smirk on his face.

“Sorry, Stevie, I left my keys last time I was here and it's freezing,” Eddie says standing there.

Steve looks to the front entrance table. There in the bowl sits Eddie’s set of keys on a cheesy keychain they got in Chicago when they visited a few years ago. He looks back to his boyfriend in disbelief.

Eddie adjusts the bags on his shoulders, “Can I come in, or are we just going to stand here till I get frostbite?” he jokes.

Everything clicks for Steve at that moment. Eddie was here. In the flesh. For the first time in months.

Steve grabbed Eddie by his coat and pulled him in the house. He connects their mouths as he pins Eddie to the door. His boyfriend comes willingly and drops all his bags to wrap his arms around Steve’s waist, pulling them closer together. Steve’s fingers wrap themselves in Eddie’s curls desperately trying to deepen their kiss. Their hot breath fogs around them in the lingering cold air.

“You’re early,” Steve says, breaking for a breath.

Eddie moves to Steve’s neck, coating the skin in hot touches, “Surprise,” he whispers into Steve’s ear. He wraps his hands under Steve’s thighs and lifts him up.

Steve wraps his legs around Eddie and plants kisses across his boyfriends whole face. Cheek to cheek, the bridge of his nose, his chin and forehead, and especially his mouth that tasted like the usual cigarettes and coffee.

Eddie carries them the stairs towards their room.

“WAIT!” Steve gasps as he remembers all the gifts he left all over the place in there, ones that Eddie cannot see before Christmas.

He scrambles out of Eddie’s arms and runs to the room, “Give me a second to hide everything!”

Eddie knows not to argue, and not to snoop. Steve takes Christmas very seriously and will not stand for gifts to be spoiled.

Steve runs around the room, shoving things in drawers and under the bed and in the closet. Once he is satisfied with everything being out of sight he opens the bedroom door, “Welcome home, baby,” he says waving his hand towards their bed.

Eddie is on him again in a second, closing the door once again behind them. Although that did little to muffle their sounds. Not that there was anyone else in the house to hear them anyway.

❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️

Day: 1 2 3 4 5 6

Happy Day Three!!!!!

Sorry this took a second, I got like ridiculously buys over this past week and did not have the time to write like I initially planned for! This one is just a bit of cutesy to warm y’all’s harts <3 Nothing explicit… yet. Stay tuned and all that.

Thank you for reading! It means the world to me that people are enjoying all this!

[kawaiigirly21]

Love in the Underground

Mitsunari invites the Kengan association to participate in a highstakes tournament along with the fighters of the Underground arena for a prize that he holds close to him. The heart of his great niece. The “Midnight Rose” Natasha Tokugawa

“Natasha my dear, you know I’m not getting any younger. Why haven’t you settled down yet? Married a nice man who could take care of you? It would make me so happy to see you happy with a family of your own.” Mitsunari asked his great niece who had her back turned to him as she prepared for her match. “Look Uncle Mitsy, It’s not like I don’t wanna get married. It’s actually been a dream of mine. I mean what girl doesn't want a big glamorous wedding and beautiful white dress while she marries her dream guy? It’s just…every guy I’ve been with is all the same. They can’t stand that I’m stronger than them. All the guys I’ve dated are losers. I’m not gonna find a man who can be on my level.” As the young woman left the room, Mitsunari had already come up with a plan.

After her match, Natasha jogged to the home she shared with the Orochi family. “I’m home!!” The young woman announced before tossing her gym bag on the ground after taking off her shoes and proceeded to flop on the couch. Letting out an exhausted sigh. “How are you deary? Your match went well?” Natsue asked Natasha as she placed a cup of tea and a few snacks on the table for the girl. The only response the older woman got from her however was a muffled sound of confirmation that the match went well. “Too easy huh? Let me guess, KO with one punch and in the first round?” Watching her nod, Natsue placed a soft hand on Natasha’s head before sitting next to her on the couch and placing her head on her lap. “Better?”

Natasha nodded once more before turning over to look at the older woman. “How did you know Master Orochi was the one?” Natsue thought for a minute before answering. “When he kissed me on our 3rd date. After he punched a wannabe mugger for trying to take my purse. He held me so close after that and from then on, I knew…I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life. Now sit up and get something in your stomach my dear. You need it after brawling today.” Natasha smiled softly before sitting up. “I’d hardly call that fight a brawl. More like a warm up that left me exceedingly bored.” Later that night, As the Orochi family and Natasha enjoyed their meal together, Katsumi brought up news he had gotten from Natasha’s great uncle. “Hey um Natasha? You know a tournament is coming up within a few weeks and the prize is um…pretty.”

Natasha quirked an eyebrow as she reached for her glass of sake. “Pretty what? And who’s competing? You? Gaia? Master Retsu?” Katsumi rubbed the back of his neck as a faint blush coated his cheeks. “Well all I know is that I’m competing. I don’t know about anyone else.” Natsue sent her husband a knowing look as their son spoke to the young woman who sat across from him. Doppo simply smiled before nodding. The couple knew that their son held feelings for the girl they took in under their roof. As much as he tried to hide it, Katsumi was obvious to everyone but Natasha. Her head was filled with fighting, action movies. Music and the latest fashions. Love wasn’t her priority, nor was it her second. But it was on her radar, the problem was she had shitty taste in men or the shitty men were just attracted to her.

After dinner, Natasha and Katsumi progressed with their nightly routine. 3 hours of training before bed. “Are you training with Oliva tomorrow?” Katsumi asked as he struck the punching bag. Natasha nodded as she stretched her body unaturally. “You know it. We’re working on something new. Something up close and personal he said. We’ve also been doing alot of stretching too. I’m a lot more flexible than I thought I was!” As Natasha talked about her training sessions with Biscuit Oliva, Katsumi listened in disbelief. How could she not see that Biscuit was clearly making moves on her? She couldn’t be THAT dense could she? Maybe it was all the head injuries she suffered from as a kid that caused her obliviousness.

He wanted to tell her, but how would he even start that conversation? Would it change anything? From what he thought, he doubted anything would change. As Katsumi retired to his own bedroom, he couldn’t fathom that he would be competing with an older man for the heart of his crush, and soon, an entirely different association just for the chance to marry her. The next day, Natasha was busy training with Biscuit. At the moment, she was on her back on the matted floor while both her legs were stretched over her head while Biscuit’s large hands pressed on her thighs to keep her in position. “Alright sweetheart, remember, deep breaths. Do you think you can spread them wider than last time?” The man asked as he leaned in close to the 22 year old.

Taking in a shaky breath, Natasha nodded before she felt the man spread her legs. The calming scent of Biscuit’s cologne drafted through the room and intoxicated the younger fighter. Her eyes locked onto the sight of his bulge all too close to her clothed core. One slip, one slight movement closer from either person, they would be touching. In the back of her mind, Natasha wanted it. She wanted to know what it would feel like, but how could she say it? He was her mentor, her trainer. She could never sully their relationship and to make matters worse, he was married to that ornery woman Maria. She wanted nothing to do with that borderline mattress sized womanzilla. But when her man’s hands were all up on her body and stretching her out, How could Natasha resist her fantasies of stealing him away from Maria. Any girl would.

Deep in her thoughts, Natasha hadn’t even noticed just how close Biscuit was to her until she felt the faintest brush of his lips on hers. His bulge now pressed directly on her core. “All you gotta do is tell me to stop if you don’t want this beautiful…” Looking deeply into her eye’s searching for any sign of refusal, Biscuit finally pressed his lips to Natasha’s in a long awaited steamy kiss while he grinded into her earning a pretty muffled sound from her lips. The deeper and harder the man grinded, the louder and sweeter Natasha’s moans became. Her eyes screwed shut as her manicured nails dug into the back of the man above her. Down the hall, Katsumi made his way to the room with a homemade lunch to share with Natasha.

His stride staggered a bit as his ears caught the sound of high pitched moans and deep groans. Putting his hand on the door knob and twisting it, Katsumi prayed and hoped what he was hearing wasn’t what he thought it was. As he pushed open the door, his eyes caught the sight of Natasha attempting to pin Biscuit but failing miserably. “Oh come on!!” Natasha huffed as she spotted Katsumi standing in the doorway. “Oh hey Kats! You here for lunch?” She asked as took the hand he gave her to pull her up off the floor. Looking over to the other side of the room, Katsumi eyed Biscuit suspiciously.

The older man might have thought he was clever, but not clever enough when the evidence of Natasha’s glittery berry shaded lip gloss was smudged over his lips and Natasha’s was applied like it never moved. Katsumi knew something happened, but he wouldn’t dare confront him. Not yet. “Kats! You okie? Let's go find a place to eat!” Natasha shouted to get her friend’s attention. Looking back at her, Katsumi gave her a charming smile. “Yea! Let's go to the park. Our usual spot.” Grabbing her gym bag, Natasha was quick to hug Biscuit before bidding him farewell and grabbing Katsumi’s hand (Which almost made him bust a nut lmao)and pulling him to the park. Yea, he wasn’t going to confront Biscuit just yet. Not when every time he looked in her eyes, Katsumi knew Natasha loved him too. He just knew it and in a few weeks, was his only chance to prove that he was going to be her one and only. Her husband.

[redheadspark]

June Prompt Session (CLOSED)

Hello darlings and HAPPY PRIDE!

We are diving right into June and Pride month and I am SOOOO excited, it's a favorite month (also because it's my birthday month!). I wanted to wait a minute to do another prompt session since I was moving and wanted to focus on cleaning and sort my new space.

This is one of my fav prompts to right since we need to see more of this in fan fiction and in shows for that matter. And since we got a taste of this in the new season of Bridgerton, I decided I can write this for our new session.

This Prompt Session Theme is :

Friends to Lovers

Here are my rules:

1.) You may choose ONE character from my list Here. It’ll have the list of characters that I write for or have written for in the past.

*(If you have a character not listed that you wish for me to write, PLEASE MESSAGE ME AND CLEAR IT WITH ME FIRST TO SEE IF I CAN OR WILL DO IT!)*

2.) There are Twos Prompt lists for this session, so please request the numbers you wish for me to write.

Please provide BOTH the numbers you would like (Both the scenario and dialogue) AND the character to pair it with.

Example: May I have Azriel from ACOTAR with #5 for Scenario and #3 for Dialogue?

*I write out the requests as a first come first serve. I will try my best to fulfill every request that comes my way, but please bear in mind I work full-time as a teacher. Because of that, I’ll be busy most of the day so please be patient and I’ll write in my spare time as much as I can :) *

3.) If I get two requests that are exactly the same, (same character and same number) I will only write it once! Please don't be afraid to ask if someone has already requested the character and number, I don't mind answering that for you :)

4.) You can request in my ASK box neither as yourself or anonymously. Although I would LOVE to give you a shout if you request as yourself, anon is perfectly fine!

5.) I will stop taking requests for this prompt session on Sunday, June 23rd, at 3:00 PST

6) Have fun and enjoy :)

This Prompt Session was created by @creativepromptsforwriting

Dialogue Prompts

“We can’t go on like this. Like friends is all we are.”

“You know I love you, right? But maybe in a different way than you think…”

“We’ve known each other for so long. I can’t imagine my life - myself - without you anymore. And I really don’t want to.”

“I was always jealous of them and it took me some time to realise why.”

“Everyone is already thinking that we’re dating.”

“You and I together… would that be weird?” “No. No, I don’t think so.”

“We’re already basically an old married couple. What harm could it be to try it out for real?”

“I’m just scared of losing you.” “Don’t think of it as losing, it’s more like evolving. You’re not losing your best friend, you’re getting something extra.”

Scenario Prompts

Growing up together means that so many of their memories and experiences involve the other person, that if they talk with other people who never met their friend, those people still feel like they already know them.

Having had sleepovers together since they were little, it’s not uncommon for them to sleep in the same bed.

They have always known each other better than everyone else, so becoming teenagers and starting to change their behaviours in groups and having different hobbies is putting a strain on their friendship.

Because they have always been best friends, they accompany each other to every event, to family parties, sport events and school activities. When it’s time for their first school dance, they naturally want to go together, but they are at an age now, were this can become a little bit awkward.

Having so many inside jokes that just the two of them know, that other people often don’t understand their humor.

They had been best friends in their childhood, but then one of them moved away and they lost contact. Meeting each other again by accident and seeing someone they once knew everything about, but who is now basically a stranger is a weird feeling.

They have always been close and they are very comfortable with casual affections, hugging each other, laying their head in the other’s lap, even holding hands.

Having pet names for each other, that no one else uses, which confuse some people.

When they were in elementary school, they created a secret language to avoid their teachers reading their notes they passed back and forth in class. Now one of them uses that language to write a love letter.

There was always that one place they would both run off to - to escape parents, annoying siblings and just the world in general. They haven’t had contact in a long time, but when things get rough, they both end up in their safe place again.

Once again, I will no longer take requests on Sunday, June 23rd, at 3:00 PM PST

Happy Requesting and Happy Pride!

Tagging -@a-lumos-in-the-nox @botanicalbarnes @heliosphere8 @virtueassassin @ethereal-athalia @heartofwritiing @valeridarkness @pemberlyy @saradika @basicrese

[screampied]

‼️ GOTTA WORK 💪🏼 GOTTA MAKE THAT MONEY 💰 MAKE PURSE 👜

WOOOOOO AN ATINY HERE ?????? OMGGGGGG ATEEZ IS MY FAV BOYZGROUP TOO ‼️‼️‼️‼️live laugh love ateez i lob them sm GIRLLLLLLL i’m so happy i found my people 🫂🫂🫂 who’s your bias i’m curious 👀

ooo fun day nice ! what did you get for dinner and drinks ? :))) omggg plants i recall you telling me you had plants some months ago how are you fine ass plants doin’ ?🤭🤭🤭 did you buy something online ? (’ω’)

yeah i hope i won’t flop 2025 too, i hope only the best for this year for everyone 🤸🤸🤸 OMG SONG WRITING I GOT INTO IT RECENTLY TOO WE’RE MATHCING but samies here it’s so hard to find good lyrics but the thing is that i don’t compose songs and all bc i don’t know which app to use and i don’t have instruments so i do my lyrics over nothing :D OOOOO NEW BASS GUITAR it’s so cool🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

thakn you vegas, don’t forget to rest too ! (and get tacos again, i swear it’s all worth it🙏🏼🙏🏼)

for boxing 🥊, the first session was pretty cool and relaxed we just hit the box sack (box bag?? idk) and tried some moves but yeah it’s pretty good it’s worth a try! it would suit you real good 😈😈😈 aaaaa martial arts i wanna try it one day 🤞🏼🤞🏼

yes me too i’d love to try bts but, army’s are what scares me the most… THANKS FOR THE RECS ILL TRY AND TELL YOU!!!! i did not really tried girls groups since now but i reaaaally wanna try so i’ll let you know 🦧🦧 ENHYPEN 🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂 bless their heart, who’s your bias :3333??

OOOOOOF thanks a lot for your recs vaygus theyre really precious💋💋💋 thanks for everything and have a good day night and dreams !!

-🌟

I LOVE ATEEEEEEZ my bias is minji :3 their coachella performance was so ????? 💪💪 ahh def my fav group of this year fs. who’s yours 🫵

i ate some macaroni pie, hot pot ‘n fried rice for dinner !!!! visited my folks, had some yummy caribbean dishes was soooo yum. hehe my plants are doing good !!!! 💞 recently bought a venus fly trap n she’s so <3

AHHHH SONG WRITING TWINS PERIOD. ur right !!! i mostly write songs just for fun, i love thinkin im like bruno mars 💪 i just write anything, i prefer playing the bass tho hehe. YEAAAAH i got a new one, got it for a discount too which was niceeee. i wanna learn electric guitar later this year also that’d be cool. need my jimi hendrix moment 💯

oooof ur right. i think some of the fandom is pretty sweet tho !!! u just gotta look out for those ones, i do wanna get into bts one day tho. RAAAAH ENHYPEN 🔥🔥 my bias is def sunoo

[wqintraining]

NEW X-MEN: THE ANIMATED SERIES - SEASON 3, EPISODE 8

 We open in Dr. Sean Garrison’s office, where he’s having a seemingly normal session with Quentin. 

GARRISON: “Anything new in your life? Friends? Crushes? Anxieties?” 

QUENTIN: “Don’t think I’m welcome with my old “friends” anymore, but I don’t care. I’ve got my own gang now.” 

GANG: “A gang?” 

QUENTIN: “Just a name. Was actually thinking of calling us “The Omega Gang”. You know. For the infinite potential we’re going to show humanity we have.” 

Garrison laughs. 

GARRISON: “Cute.” 

QUENTIN: “Some of the girls in the gang brought in a kid. Still unsure about her. Crushes? No. But I figured out my best friend has one on me a while ago.”

GARRISON: “Brian? I thought you were out of that crowd.” 

QUENTIN, smiling: “He’s different. He never belonged with them. He’ll see that soon.” BEAT. “Anxieties? Heh. No. Ever since you helped me find myself, I’ve only felt alive.” 

GARRISON: “I am so happy to hear that, Quentin. Usually, therapy can take months or even years to see any progress, but you’ve gotten this far in mere weeks.” 

QUENTIN, overly proud of himself: “I’m one of a kind.” 

GARRISON: “I agree.” Garrison stands up, pruning tool in hand, and approaches his flowers. “Now, update me on our plan to destroy the Jean Grey School.” 

QUENTIN, cracking his knuckles: “I got everything we needed off Cerebro. I’ve gone over the plan with The Omega Gang a million times. And Laurie Collins moves in tomorrow.” 

GARRISON, grinning as he prunes a flower: “Brilliant.” 

QUENTIN, eagerly leaning forward: “It’s going to be awesome. I don’t know if the X-Men will get the message, but no parent will ever send their kid to this rancid school again. So…” He eagerly leans forward. “When do I get to meet Lady Akabba?” 

Garrison prunes another flower. 

GARRISON: “My lady is the inheritor of Lord Apocalypse’s will. To be granted an audience with her, you must first prove that you are fit.” 

QUENTIN: “You know I am!” 

GARRISON: “Of course I do. And when you and the Omega Gang are triumphant, she will understand that.” Quentin nods along. “Before you launch your attack, there’s one more thing we need you to do.”

QUENTIN: “Name it.” 

GARRISON: “Introduce yourself to your newest classmate.” 

Garrison prunes another flower as we hard cut to Laurie being toured through the Jean Grey School by Sofia. 

Laurie looks at everything and everyone with wide eyes. This is so cool! She hasn’t gotten to go to a real school in almost two years, and now thanks to Sofia, she can be in a school with people like her. 

Sofia is glad she’s happy, and she’s very excited to introduce her to all of her friends. 

LAURIE: “They sound really cool from what you’ve said.” 

SOFIA: “We have had our many ups and downs, but they are my family. I fight for them. Who do you fight for?” 

LAURIE: “I don’t really fight. But I guess I wanna make my mom proud?” 

SOFIA: “She is a lovely woman. What about your father?” 

LAURIE, sullen: “I never met him. He died a long time ago. Mom has never had anything nice to say. She never even told me his name.” 

Sofia doesn’t think that’s fair. Passed on or not, there is nothing like the bond between father and daughter, and she deserves a taste of that. 

LAURIE, confused: “I…thought you hated your dad.” 

Before Sofia can respond, Pixie flies up to the two other girls, no longer wearing her helmet, chewing bubblegum, and with a black streak in her pink hair. 

PIXIE: “Hey new kid!” She pops a giant bubble in her face, scaring Laurie. “Try not to look so cute and helpless, okay? That’s my thing!” 

SOFIA, as Megan flies off: “So glad you are doing better, Pixie!” BEAT. “And I was worried she might turn out like her sister.” 

LAURIE, confused and afraid: “Huh?”

SOFIA: “Don’t worry about it.” 

Sofia grins and hooks her arm around Laurie’s as the two enter the cafeteria. Sitting at his table with the Omega Gang, Quentin sets his eyes on Laurie while Glob and Redneck play “Draw the short straw” with their french fries, Redneck lighting up his molten hands in frustration and Glob laughing after the former’s consecutive losses, Tattoo and Radian are scribbling doodles of dead X-Men in their notebooks, Tattoo using her power to imprint titles underneath the pieces, and Ernst frustratedly asks Martha where Shela is; this is the third day in a row she’s skipped out on lunch with them. 

Quentin tells all of them to shut up. He’s got his eyes on the target. 

RADIAN: “You do not get to tell us to shut up.” 

GLOB, confused and looking around: “I don’t see any targets.” 

Quentin seethes, before putting on an obviously fake smile and floating over to Sofia and Laurie. 

QUENTIN, telekinetically shoving Sofia out of the way (with Sofia momentarily dropping her “mask” and looking like she’s about to murder him): “Why hello there!” He takes and kisses Laurie’s hand, her face instantly going red. 

LAURIE: “I’m…um…” 

“Not interested.” 

Quentin’s head aches, Sofia taking the opportunity to remove Laurie from the situation. 

QUENTIN, telepathically: “Cuckoos? What’s your problem?!” 

SOPHIE: “You are.” 

ESME, CELESTE, PHOEBE, AND MINDEE: “Loser.” 

Quentin is confused. He thought they were cool now. Sophie points out to him that was before he drugged Surge. “And not in a fun way”. 

CELESTE: “We like your style.” 

ESME: “And how you handle humans.” 

SOPHIE: “But you’re still just the same old Quentin.” 

Quentin sneers, with a veiny forehead, glaring over at the friend group’s table and, in particular, Brian, as he’s just having fun and messing around with Noriko, Cessily, Roxy, Sooraya, and the no longer distracted Cuckoos. From the brief look we get at their game, they’re playing a Mutant version of snap, with powers allowed, but Noriko being forced to play with her teeth to keep things fair. 

Their happiness and friendship only serves to piss him off more. 

On the lunchline, Julian approaches Sofia and Laurie, telling them good morning. 

LAURIE, shrinking behind Sofia: “Um, I’m not interested.” 

Sofia tells her not to worry and that this is Julian; her ex-boyfriend. 

JULIAN: “I know it shouldn’t, but it still stings hearing you call me that.” 

Julian introduces himself to Laurie, with Laurie questioning if he isn’t dating Surge. Julian cringes, and Sofia apologizes for giving Laurie out of date gossip, letting her know that they broke up. 

SOFIA: “I really am sorry things didn’t work out.” 

JULIAN: “Not your fault. It’s Quire’s. For the best anyway.” 

SOFIA, smiling and delicately resting a hand on his shoulder: “I am sure you will find exactly who you belong with eventually. Perhaps sooner rather than later.” 

Julian cycles through multiple expressions at her touch, including shock and pleasure, before asking if they can talk later after class and training. Just the two of them. Sofia tells him she’d love to. 

Julian, pleased with how that went, walks away with his head held high. Laurie is confused; it sounds like he wants to talk to her about getting together again, but she’s still dating Laura, right? 

SOFIA, still smiling: “We’re just going to talk. I promise. I would never hurt Laura like that.” Sofia and Laurie reach the front of the line. “Now, would you like the meatloaf or Doop’s Surprise?” 

LAURIE: “What’s the surprise?” 

Doop scratches himself, with flakes flying off of him. 

LAURIE, grossed out: “Meatloaf, please.” 

In the Mission Room, the six current adult X-Men are having a meeting. Cyclops starts things off by sarcastically thanking Sunspot for taking time out of his very busy schedule to join them; he knows that can’t be easy. 

ROBERTO, staring at his nails, unbothered: “I wouldn’t still be here if I wasn’t worth it.”

Scott points out that this is actually a good place to start; he’s not asking them to put in as much as the rest of them, but Sunspot and Magik should both become more involved in the school. Magik laughs at this, balking at the idea. 

MAGIK: “You want the soulless monster influencing the little children? You must be dumber than those sunglasses make you look. I mean I’m not complaining but–”

KITTY, holding Magik’s hand: “I think you’d make an excellent teacher.” 

MAGIK: “But I think I’d love to give it a try!”

Beto makes a whipcrack sound with his mouth, Magik sticks her tongue out at him, and Magneto ponders to himself if he’s traveled back in time five years. Sunspot points out that he does teach a class, with Emma quickly countering that, yes, he teaches “a” class, far fewer than herself, Kitty and the others. And with Kurt having run off with Pitor to join Logan and Storm, all of his classes are now up for grabs. 

SUNSPOT: “I’ll think about it. Could we please move on to the ongoing crisis at hand?” 

Cyclops obliges that request. As far as finding the Horsemen and figuring out what happened to Sofia, they think they may finally have a lead. Thanks to Magik. 

Magik, who’s already stopped paying attention, is brought back to attention by Kitty phasing a hand through her. Startled, she tells them all that the Horsemen definitely used Pixie to make their knockoff Gem of Cyttorak; a chunk of her soul is missing. 

KITTY: “That explains the personality change.” 

EMMA: “Did she fling mashed potatoes at you, as well?”

KITTY: “No, I think she just doesn’t like you.” 

Magik continues to say that she was able to track the source of the magic, to a point; they definitely have a teleporter, and that makes things fuzzy. 

MAGNETO: “So you have nothing?”

MAGIK: “I didn’t say that, Teach. I took a closer look at what was going on in the remnants of her soul, and at what had been done to it. It’s…indelicate. The soul is chipped, not cleanly broken apart. Comparing it to the energies coming off the sapphire, it should have been far more difficult for me to destroy.” 

SUNSPOT: “All this to say?” 

MAGIK, kicking her feet up on the table: “Lady Akabba isn’t some long-lived, perfect heir to Apocalypse, capable of all that he was. She’s a novice. I’d bet Cyclops’ head she’d never cast a spell on this level before.” 

BETO, suspicious, with gears turning: “I see.” 

Emma asks Magik if she’d be willing to help her provide counseling for Megan, potentially able to offer a valuable perspective on what she’s going through, while Magneto brings up that that can’t happen today, as she’s already agreed to try examining Wanda to see if magic can undo Pestillence’s infection. 

Magik groans in frustration, pulling at her hair over what all the headmasters want from her. They know she runs a hell dimension, right? 

KITTY, intentionally overly sweetly: “Please?” 

MAGIK, cringing: “You are taking advantage of my devotion to you.” 

KITTY, still smiling: “Yeah, I am.” 

She kisses a grumpy Yana’s cheek. 

Cyclops asks Emma to use Cerebro to check in on all of the planet’s teleporters. Amelia Vought, Lila Cheyney, all of them. See if any of them can lead them to the Horsemen. Emma agrees to get on that as soon as they’re done here. 

EMMA: “But we have another matter to discuss. Mr. Quire.” 

The X-Men continue to speak via voice over, as we cut to Quentin, sitting in his gaming chair in his room with his eyes closed. They note that the kid is spiarling out of control, he didn’t regret using Cerebro without permission or fighting Hellion, he’s talented enough that he could have hidden info from Cerebro from Emma when she scanned his mind, he’s still been seeing Dr. Garrison despite the X-Men cutting off their relationship with him, and while he did show regret over what happened to Surge, they doubt he isn’t still finding ways to take Kick himself. 

SCOTT, voice over: “We go easy on these kids because the world throws enough at them already, but we need to come down hard on him before he slips through the cracks.” 

Quentin sneers as we zoom inside his head. Inside Quentin’s mindscape, which takes on the form of an elegant museum full of portraits and sculptures of himself, The Omega Gang, now including Escapade is waiting. 

QUENTIN: “Listen up. We’re going over the plan one more time.” 

The Omega Gang groans. 

TATTOO: “We all know what we’ve gotta do to take this place down, Q. Don’t sweat it.” 

QUENTIN: “Never call me that again.” Quentin glares at a clearly anxious Shela. “Martha, Ernst, why does your friend look like she’s about to piss herself?” 

MARTHA, able to speak here: “She’s fine. Right, Escapade?”

QUENTIN: “I think she can speak for herself.” He gets right in Shela’s face and makes a big toothy grin. “Tell me what’s wrong.” 

SHELA, creeped out: “Uh, nothing. I just kinda sorta don’t understand why we’re doing this?” 

MARTHA: “We told you already!” 

ERSNT: “The X-Men don’t care about us.” 

RADIAN: “They care about Mutants, obviously. And about keeping us safe.” 

TATTOO: “But they don’t care enough to take real action. Not when they can play superhero for the flatscans.” 

REDNECK: “We would be ruling the Earth right now, never needing to worry about Purifiers or U-Men or politicians again if it wasn’t for them.” 

GLOB: “And however nice they seemed when they recruited you, don’t believe it. They only care about their “special” kids.” 

QUENTIN, still grinning and putting his hands on Shela’s shoulders: “That’s why we need to teach them a lesson. Some people may get hurt, but the X-Men will finally understand what it is they owe us, and what all of Mutantkind is owed. Do you understand?” 

Shela nervously looks over at Ersnt and Martha. They shake their heads at her. She looks back at Quentin. 

SHELA: “Yes. I understand. This is for the best.” 

QUENTIN: “Glad that’s settled.” 

Shela breathes a sigh of relief as Quentin turns and walks away from her. 

Quentin gets them back on topic and explains that he knows even the dumbest among them understand their assignments But he’s making a last minute change of plans. They need every bit of firepower they can get to pull this off. There’s someone he wants to be a part of this. The person who first helped him see he could be more than what he is. 

Quentin psychically drags a very confused Tag into his mindscape. 

BRIAN: “Huh?! What the Hell?!” 

QUENTIN: “Hey Bri. Hope you weren’t doing anything important. We need to talk.”

Taking a look around him, and at Quentin and the others, Brian is able to quickly assess that something bad is going down. 

Back in the Mission Room, everyone is getting up, having each been dealt their assignments. Kitty tells Magik not to take too long helping Emma and Magneto; they still need to make up for being too exhausted to do anything on Valentines. 

Kitty opens her mouth to say something to Scott and Emma, but she decides it’s a bad idea. Scott asks her what it is. 

KITTY: “I was gonna ask if you two wound up doing anything on Valentines, but then I realized there’s nothing I’d rather not know.” She immediately transitions to saying, “Emma, put the knowledge in my brain and my hand goes through your chest.” 

Emma’s amused, while Scott’s a little embarrassed. She tells Kitty that she’s sure she could get them separate seats for the opera she and Scott are attending that night, but Illyana shuts that down, saying they’ve already got tickets for monster trucks. Emma facepalms as she’s walked away by Scott, the younger women both clearly enthusiastic about their plans. 

Erik asks Roberto if he’ll be choosing what other classes he wants to teach immediately,  or if he has another flight to catch. 

ROBERTO: “I should actually be around for quite a while, now. I have someone else to handle flying for me.” 

Beto more somberly asks Magneto how he’s managing with everything that’s happened with his children. 

ERIK, glaring at him before speaking: “I’m afraid unless you’re prepared to pick up where we left and share with me what’s going on, that isn’t a question I’m comfortable answering.” Roberto cringes. “That’s what I thought.” 

Erik dramatically departs with a swing of his cape, leaving Beto on his own to kick his feet. 

BETO: “Shit.” 

 In Quentin’s mindscape, Brian has been filled in on what The Omega Gang is doing. 

BRIAN, shaking his head: “No. No, this isn’t you.” 

Quentin laughs. His gang laughs with him. 

QUENTIN: “Of course it is. You know that better than anyone.” He puts an arm around Brian and looks at the others. “Did you he know he was the one who helped me bury those humans whose brains I cooked?” 

The Omega Gang cheers and applauds Brian.

Brian shoves Quentin away. Yes, he did do that! Because he cares about him. But drugging Nori crossed a line. And what he wants to do crosses every line. 

REDNECK: “Of course you’d think that! You’re one of their special little X-Men in Training.” 

RADIAN: “Yeah. Some of us don’t get to have futures outside their welfare.” 

TATTOO: “We won’t even all get to stay together. Only so much space here. A new crop of kids will come in, and we’ll be out.” 

Brian grimaces, as he flashes back to his fight with Firefist. 

FIREFIST: “The X-Men somehow win and you’re still with them? A loser like you will be dropped just as quickly as I was.” 

Brian contemplates for a moment before his face fills with determination. 

BRIAN: “I get what you’re saying. It’s something I’m worried about too. But I won’t betray everyone.” 

QUENTIN, irritated: “What, then? You’ll rat us out? Watch and chortle with your friends as they “come down hard” on us to set an example so that no one ever dreams of calling out the perfect X-Men again?” 

BRIAN: “No, dude, I’m saying let’s just talk to them so we can tell them our problems. They’ll listen!” 

ERNST: “Exactly which of the supermodel billionaires or monarchs past or present will listen to US?” 

BRIAN: “If they’re really as bad as you all think, they’ll at least listen to me. Like you said, I’m part of that crowd. For now.” 

Quentin sneers. 

QUENTIN: “Maybe we should do things your way. Then you’ll see exactly what I’ve been telling you since we met. Not a single one of your friends or mentors cares about you for you. The second you step out of line, you’ll be cut. Don’t expect to come crying back to us after that though. You’ll be all alone. Again.” 

BRIAN, cracking: “You’re wrong.” 

QUENTIN: “Or maybe I’m right and we should just skip the heartbreak and get to the part where I save all our futures.” Quentin takes Brian’s hands as he smiles at him and makes him shiver. “Them abandoning you is inevitable. But I never will. We’re the same. You just need to accept that.” 

Brian sweats, panicking and breaking down as different members of the gang either egg him on to join or mock him, and Quentin psychically applies just a little extra pressure. 

Brian breaks, putting his hands on Quentin’s mouth and making out with him. Quentin goes along with it and keeps it going. Most of the gang is grossed out, but Glob thinks they’re cute. 

Night falls on the Jean Grey School. 

Julian hangs out above the school, floating in mid-air and looking up at the stars. He pounds his metal fists together and stares down at them. 

“Why aren’t you wearing a jacket?” 

Julian instantly smiles as Sofia flies up next to him, wrapped in a blue trenchcoat. 

JULIAN: “I learned more tricks while you were away than what I show off in training. I don’t even need to make my telekinesis visible to keep myself warm with it now.” 

SOFIA: “Very impressive.” She blows her coat off of herself and onto Julian. “But you still look like you could use one.” 

JULIAN, liking this, teasing and not complaining: “What are you now, my mom?” 

SOFIA: “No, I do not think I’m an uncaring baseline with terrible skin.” 

JULIAN: “Ha!” 

SOFIA: “I’m serious. I’ve sponsored some products that could help her.” 

JULIAN: “Only help my mom needs is a shrink.” 

The two giggle. 

JULIAN: “Aren’t you cold now though?” Sofia blows a gust of wind in his face, messing up his hair. “Ah. Right.” 

Julian tilts his head back. 

JULIAN: “What are we doing here?” 

SOFIA: “You wanted to talk. You tell me.” 

Julian bites his lip. He hates this. 

JULIAN: “Do you love Laura?” 

SOFIA: “What? Of course I do.” 

JULIAN: No. Not like you love all of us.”

Sofia doesn’t answer. 

Julian almost silently mumbles, “Sorry, Laura.” 

JULIAN: “And what about me?” 

Sofia widens her eyes faux innocently. 

SOFIA: “I told you I still loved you when I came back. But you were with Surge. If you weren’t going to wait, neither was I.” 

Julian cringes, shutting his eyes. 

While his eyes are shut, Sofia kisses him. He opens his eyes in shock. 

SOFIA, smirking flirtatiously: “What? Are you not your mentor’s protege?” 

Julian nervously laughs and stumbles over his words. He pulls himself together. 

JULIAN: “Were you just trying to make me jealous?” 

Sofia shrugs, as she effortlessly positions herself in Julian’s arms. 

SOFIA: “I obviously don’t want to hurt Laura. But I want you more than anything. So if you want me…” 

JULIAN, holding her tight: “Yes. A million times yes.” 

SOFIA, face unseen by Julian, smirking evily: “Then I will make sure Laura wants to end things herself. And everything can be how it should.” 

Julian wishes they hadn’t screwed things up so badly, again, but at least they have a plan. Sofia promises him this will all be over soon; in fact, she has an idea to make Laura happier than ever. 

JULIAN, holding Sofia in front of himself, the two looking into each other’s eyes: “I’m never letting anything come between us again, Beautiful. I don’t care if I lose my legs, or if you lose your powers for good, or about anything else; I’m not letting you go again.”

Sofia, pleased for clearly more reasons than just her evil plan, gives him a quick peck. 

SOFIA: “I love you too.” 

The two passionately make out, beginning to take off their clothes as they fly swiftly down into the bushes. 

In the common area, Sunspot and Warpath are playing chess. They go back and forth as James takes one of Roberto’s pieces after another. He gets annoyed. 

JAMES: “Why are you letting me win?” 

BETO: “Letting you win? That doesn’t like me. You know I love winning. It would be too painful not to for me.” 

JAMES: “Uh-huh.” 

As the two continue to play, Beto asks James how he’s been feeling; he heard about his tussle with Juggerlossus. 

WARPATH: “Yeah, it happened while you were off kissing some girl halfway around the world.” 

SUNSPOT: “I’ll have you know I showed her the very best of times on Valentines Day, not that she particularly cared.” 

Beto is serious though. What prompted him to jump into battle like that? James makes clear there was no special reason; he may be finding more to himself than just a warrior, but that’s still who he is. They needed backup, and he could provide it. 

Beto catches James by surprise as he takes his knight. 

SUNSPOT: “Any interest in returning to the X-Men full-time?” 

WARPATH, making his next move: “You going somewhere?” 

SUNSPOT: “Just a question.” 

WARPATH: “It’s never “just” a question with you.” 

SUNSPOT: “I’m just wondering where your head is these days. If you’re longing for anything more than being a teacher.” 

WARPATH, taking another piece: “These kids need me. I’m doing something that matters. That’s where my head is.” 

SUNSPOT: “And that’s completely fair.” Beto takes James’ queen, stunning him. “I just think you could be thinking bigger.” He smirks. “You are the biggest man I know, after all.” 

James glares at Beto as he tips over his king. 

“James.” 

Laura enters the room. 

LAURA: “Can we talk?” 

In Laura’s room, James examines various pictures arranged of her with Sofia (and the rest of her friends). He asks what’s up; she knows she doesn’t need to ask to talk to him. 

Laura tells him that, the last time she ran away, she didn’t tell him anything; she’s sorry about that. James tells her not to bother. He understands from what she’s told him. Kimura hurt her bad. But the important thing she didn’t let her get to her for long, and she remembered who she is. They’ll pay Kimura back in blood one of these days. 

Laura thanks him, but he’s wrong. Kimura was right about her. She is a weapon. And that’s why she’s doing what she’s doing now. 

LAURA: “Sofia has a plan to find the Horsemen. With just the two of us. And we’re leaving tonight.” 

James is very concerned. 

Also concerned, sitting alone in dark in his room, is Brian. In only his boxers, he stares into the glow of his phone, with the “X-Men in Training” group chat open, and Emma and Dani tagged. He shivers and pants, before furiously typing. 

He gets a message written out, explaining Quentin’s whole plan, not that the audience gets to see the specifics. He hovers his thumb over the send button. 

In Shela’s room, Escapade pretends to be asleep, revealing herself not to be as she checks to see if Martha and Ernst are passed out. 

Shela tosses on a robe, sneaks out of her room, and races toward the headmasters’ office. She bangs on the door, calling out for someone to open up. It’s important! 

Alas, Shela freezes part way through her next knock, as her eyes flash pink. 

QUENTIN, telepathically: “And this is why I don’t work with kids.” 

In his room, Brian deletes his message, and smashes his phone against the wall. 

In the boys bathroom, Julian sweats and pants heavily as he stares at himself in the mirror, exhausted and guilty. 

JULIAN: “You didn’t do anything wrong. Sofia shouldn’t have used Laura like that, but you’re just setting things right. You’re not hurting her, you’re keeping her from getting hurt.”

Julian coughs. He clenches his fist and screams as she punches his reflection , not only shattering the mirror, but accidentally putting TK energy behind the punch and destroying part of the wall. 

JULIAN, panting even harder: “Shit.” 

“You SHOULD be upset; you can’t afford to pay to fix that anymore.” 

Julian seethes as he exits the bathroom, where he finds a lone Cuckoo waiting for him in the hall. 

JULIAN: “I’m not in the mood to talk, um…” 

CUCKOO: “Oh my god, even you can’t tell us apart.” 

JULIAN: “Sorry. Sophie?” 

SOPHIE, rolling her eyes: “Idiot.” 

As the two walk, Julian tells her to cut him some slack. He’s having a rought night, and it’s been a long time since just the two of them hung out and…

SOPHIE: “Interesting way to describe having sex. Like you and Sofia were just having.” 

JULIAN, sighing: “Please tell me you weren’t spying.” 

SOPHIE: “Eww, no, gross. Your mind is screaming. You’re hurt worse than you look.” 

JULIAN: “That so? Then why didn’t the others hear?”

SOPHIE: “They did. I’m the only one who wanted to come check on you.” 

They each crack a half smile at each other. 

JULIAN: “Thanks. But I really don’t want to talk.” 

SOPHIE: “You’re lying.” 

JULIAN: “Maybe, but there’s nothing to say. I’m a jerk who can’t stop being selfish. All there is to it.” 

SOPHIE, getting in front of him: “I know I just called you an idiot, but are you really that dense? Or did you just just your brains screwed out?

Julian tries to get past her, but she shoves his back with telekinesis, Julian not resisting. 

SOPHIE: “How many times have you fought to protect everyone here? And the world? How many times have you wound up in the medical bay because you’re always the first to put yourself in the line of fire?” 

JULIAN: “I know I’m an awesome X-Man. Doesn’t mean I’m a good guy.” 

While Sophie acknowledges that to be true, she’s seen who he is at his core. He’s a dimwitted blowhard, like all boys, but he always put his friends before himself; from her limited understanding of the situation, being honest with Laura is the only thing he could do, and that would be far crueler than Sofia’s plan. The guilt he feels is because he knows this is all wrong. 

SOPHIE: “If anyone should feel guilty, it’s Sofia.” 

Julian shakes his head, telling Sophie that Sofia isn’t a saint; with what she’d been through and found out, of course she lashed out. 

JULIAN: “I can relate.” 

Julian bursts ahead with his telekinsis, with Sophie following behind. She isn’t trying to make this about Sofia. She’s not about to judge what she did; she can respect the cold-bloodedness. 

SOPHIE: “When we first arrived and were on a rampage, you stopped us. Made us rethink our approach. Helped us make actual friends. Ones we could have forever. And since then, we’ve gotten to fight with you.” Sophie hangs her head, smiling. “My sisters have varying thoughts…but I think becoming an X-Man sounds really cool. Being one doesn’t mean you’re responsible for what everyone else does.” 

Julian stops walks and sticks his hands in his pockets. 

JULIAN: “If you wanted to, you could have just zapped the guilt from my brain.” 

Sophie kisses his cheek. 

SOPHIE: “No need. You’re a superhero. Try not to think so hard about it.” 

Sophie starts walking away, with Julian not saying anything, until…

JULIAN: “Hey, Sophie!” She turns her head. “Looking forward to you joining the team. Means I’ll get to be your boss.” 

SOPHIE, smirking: “Dork.” 

As Sophie departs, Julian is a little more at ease. 

Laura and Warpath exit the former’s room, James wishing her good night. Once he’s gone, a gentle breezes passes by Laura, making her smile. Sofia flies up to her, in full costume. 

SOFIA: “Ready to go?” 

Laura bends down and, right next to the door, grabs a bag.  Sofia takes her hand. 

SOFIA: “Are you nervous?” 

LAURA: “You’re asking me?” 

The two smirk. 

Outside, Sofia calls out mentally to Exodus, saying they’re ready. 

Exodus telepathically laughs, mockingly. 

EXODUS, telepathically: “You are making the right decision, children. Lady Akabba will make you both stronger than you ever dreamed of.” 

Sofia and Laura both scowl as Lila Cheyney appears in a flash and, just as quickly, teleports them away. 

Night turns to morning, as the sun rises. 

Emma, Kitty, and Magik slump into the teacher’s lounge, where Dani, Karma, and Rahne are already having coffee. 

DANI: “Wow. You guys look like crap. What happened?” 

Emma, clenching her forehead as she telekinetically prepares a cup of coffee, asks Magik if she’d like to explain or if she. 

Magik shrugs. 

MAGIK: “I thought the monster trucks could be spiced up by some actual monsters.” 

KITTY: “It got a little out of hand.”

The other New Mutants start laughing. 

EMMA: “It isn’t amusing. Cyclops and I had to come clean up the mess. In spite of that, he wanted to get straight to work despite the lack of sleep, so I told him I’d be a dear and get someone else to make his coffee.” 

As she says this, we see Scott yawning as he sits down in his office, alone. 

DANI, sarcastic: “How sweet of you.” 

EMMA: “Yes, I’m a positive housewife.” Getting more serious, she turns to Rahne. “Wolfsbane, how did Escapade do on her first remedial history quiz yesterday?” 

RAHNE, nervous: “Oh. Well, don’t be mad, but I didn’t give it to her.” 

EMMA, this being the last thing she needs, deadpan: “Why?” 

RAHNE: “Lass said she was anxious! I can’t blame her. Poor thing hasn’t been gotten schooling in years.” 

EMMA: “Hmm. Well, hopefully she’s at least well rested for a makeup.” 

We cut to Shela’s room, where she’s stuff in a trance in bed, her eyes glowing purple. 

KITTY: “Well, I need sleep. I’m just here to grab that whole box of donuts and–” 

Kitty is cut off as the power goes out. 

KITTY: “Oh come on!” BEAT. “Wait, aren’t we supposed to have multiple back up generators?” 

EMMA: “Yes. We are.” 

In Scott’s office, he yawns. He tells himself not to fall asleep just because of a little blackout. The backups should be on any minute. 

Scott yawns again. 

SCOTT: “Well, maybe a quick nap after I get a little done.” 

Scott turns his computer on, the sounds of it booting up all we hear. 

The screen flashes on…brightening up the room more, and startling Scott, as he finds a grinning Quentin standing on the other side of his desk. 

QUENTIN: “Hello, Mr. Summers.” 

Scott tries to take action, but he finds himself immobile, as the rest of the Omega Gang becomes visible, sans Shela, enters sight. 

SCOTT, pissed and concerned: “Kids, what are are you doing?” 

“No, Mr. Summers.” 

Scott is shocked as Brian joins the rest of his gang. 

BRIAN: “What are you doing?” 

Quentin smirks triumphantly, putting an arm around his friend. 

Around the school, various students react to the blackout. Some gather around Match for light, Eye-Boy starts looking around his and Prodigy’s room for his blacklights, Mercury and Bling! see it as an excuse to get back into bed and snuggle, and Pixie cackles faux-manically, plotting to pants everyone and then act like it was an accident. 

Before she can do that, however, everyone in the school covers their ears as their heads are filled with eardrum shattering British punk rock. 

QUENTIN, telepathically to everyone: “Students and faculty, the Jean Grey School is now under lockdown. I am in everyone’s minds, and if any of you attempt to leave, I will execute my hostage, Headmaster Summers.” 

While many students gasp, and are afraid and confused, including Laurie, the X-Men and teachers in the teachers lounge, Magneto in Wanda’s room, and Sunspot, Hellion, and the Cuckoos in their respective bedrooms look ready to beat this kid. 

QUENTIN: “My team, The Omega Gang, and I, are currently located in the headmasters’ office. Should anyone attempt to enter the office, I will execute him. But fear not my classmates, I mean you no harm. Today, my compatriots and I simply mean to bring attention to a critical situation: the failure of the X-Men.” 

As the X-Men rush to meet up, Emma telling everyone, teachers included, to get to the Mission Room NOW, Quentin continues to say that he knows the student body doesn’t care for him, and that’s okay; he hates who he used to be too. Fortunately he isn’t that weakling anymore, but it is true that he and his gang are largely friendless…with one exception. 

As Hellion races through the halls, he’s stunned to hear Brian take over the announcement. 

BRIAN: “The X-Men have let down each and every one of us. They give us comfort, a roof over our heads, meals, and an education. That’s great. No one’s saying they don’t care about Mutants. But they don’t care about US.” 

As Brian continues his speech, Emma, Dani, and all of Brian’s friends are in complete disbelief. 

BRIAN: “They provide us the illusion of protection, but that’s all it is. Yeah, they’ve saved some of you, and they’ve fought some bad guys, but all they do is fight symptoms, not the cause.” 

OMEGA GANG: “FLATSCANS!” 

BRIAN: “They keep hunting us! They keep trying to kill us! And what do the X-Men do? Put them in human jail and wait for the next ones! And while we wait, do they give us all the same treatment?” 

OMEGA GANG: “No!” 

BRIAN: “Of course not! The X-Men are the privileged elites of Mutantkind. Billionaires, monarchs, handpicked from youth prodigies. And it’s the same story with those they prioritize. I don’t even need to say their names. You know I’m talking about my friends. This message is from me to them.” BEAT. “Surge, Dust, Wolverine, Wind Dancer, Bling!, Mercury, Cuckoos…Hellion…” 

Each of them are shown reacting as he says their names, save of course for Laura and Sofia. In particular, Cessily and Roxy just look worried about him, while Dust is as angered as everyone else. 

BRIAN: “I love you guys. You’re the best friends I’ve ever had. But I’m done pretending like I belong with you.” 

Quentin down more Kick, just pouring pills down his mouth from the bottle, as he pats Brian on the shoulder. 

QUENTIN: “But oh, it’s not like the X-Men have all the time in the world. If they’re not saving it, they’re spending as much time as they can with us, right?” 

OMEGA GANG: “Wrong!” 

QUENTIN: “They go to the opera and sky shows! They party half-way around the world and are never around! One of them I don’t think has spoken to a single one of us! You know she’s an actual demon from Hell, right?!” 

ILLYANA, to herself: “Tch. Limbo.” 

QUENTIN, screaming in Scott’s emotionless face: “Some of them leave! Some of them are pushed out! Some of them invite school exploding robots to teach science. Some of them transform into dark, flaming gods that threaten to end all life on Earth!” 

Quentin knows this is a lot, and that they must be wondering what the point of all this is. Simple! The time is now for the future of Mutantkind to make their voices heard! The time is now to demand that the X-Men embrace what it means to be homo-superior!

QUENTIN: “I ask all of you…do you not want more?” 

Quentin pants as he finishes, and silence spreads over the school, everyone wondering what they should do. Until…

CRASH! 

PIXIE, having just knocked over a vase: “Yeah! Riot!” 

Quentin grins as students follow Megan’s lead, and begin screaming and tearing things up. 

In Egypt, Lila Cheyney materializes with Sofia and Laura inside the underground base, shoving them forward. 

LILA: “My masters will be with you shortly.” 

LAURA: “Wait…I know you. Aren’t you a musician?” 

LILA: “No, hon, I’m a certified rock icon. Doesn’t mean I can’t also fight for a good cause.” 

Lila disappears. 

SOFIA, shaking her arm, whispering: “Definitely not listening to her music anymore.” 

Wide doors open, Sofia and Laura bracing themselves as Exodus, Malice, and Akihiro appear before them. 

EXODUS: “Ladies, welcome to the headquarters of Clan Akabba.” 

MALICE: “What is it you X-Men say? “Hope you survive the experience”?” 

AKIHIRO, glaring at Laura: “I wouldn’t give them good odds.” 

Laura glares back at him. 

SOFIA: “We aren’t X-Men. Not anymore. It is like I told Exodus; Apocalypse was right.” 

LAURA, to Akihiro: “And if Logan hurt you, I need to know exactly how.” 

Exodus snickers. He then launches a telekinetic wave, blasting them both back and into a stone wall. Akihiro and Malice join in the amusement. 

EXODUS: “First things first. Initiation.”

Exodus tells Akihiro that he will teach his sister how things work around here; he doesn’t need the boy getting carried away. But he can play with Wind Dancer. 

AKIHIRO, smirking sadistically at Sofia, licking his lips: “Sounds fun.” 

Sofia cringes in disgust. 

MALICE: “And what about me? Who do I get to play with?” 

EXODUS: “Oh, I don’t know. Why don’t you go kill an X-Man?” 

LAURA: “I thought Lady Akabba gave the orders here.” 

EXODUS: “Lady Akabba has bigger things to concern herself with.” 

Exodus orders the other Horsemen to give him and Wolverine some privacy. Akihiro comes over to the girls to drag Sofia away, but before he does, Sofia kisses Laura. 

SOFIA: “We’re going to be okay. I love you.” 

Laura is shocked, but grins confidently from that. 

LAURA: “I love you too.” 

Akihiro grabs Sofia and pulls her away, as Malice exits on her own. 

AKIHIRO, squeezing Sofia’s arm tight: “You look so fragile. Should be fun breaking you. Especially when you thank me for it.” 

SOFIA: “We will see who breaks who.” 

AKIHIRO: “Ha!” Akihiro shoves Sofia through a door, making her trip and fall. “Move!” 

The door shuts behind the two, leading Akihiro and Sofia into the throneroom, where the large, intimidating Death towers over the young woman on the floor. 

Both begin to giggle. Very quickly, this turns into hysterical laughter, as Akihiro helps Sofia up. 

AKIHIRO, crying from laughter: “Oh, that was too much.” 

SOFIA, equally amused: “You really sold that you were going to torture me.” 

AKIHIRO: “And “I love you?!” Really twisting that knife.” 

Sofia, pleased with herself, shrugs, as Lila appears next to them. 

SOFIA: “Make sure Exodus doesn’t kill her. She’s more valuable than him.” Sofia takes Lila’s hand. “I’ll be back soon for my costume change.” 

In the Mission Room, Emma, Magneto, Kitty, Magik, Sunspot, Hellion, and Wind Dancer, as well as the teaching staff, Dust, Mercury, Bling!, and the Cuckoos are gathered, the telepaths keeping everyone’s perception so that they can actually see each other. Magneto questions where Wolverine is, with Sofia expressing that she isn’t sure. Emma sighs. They’ll just have to proceed without here. 

HELLION: “Shouldn’t we be tapping in Surge?”

KITTY: “Even if she weren’t suspended, she needs to rest. Emma’s keeping her asleep so she doesn’t hurt herself.” 

Julian begrudgingly accepts that. 

EMMA: “Whatever any of you feel about what these miscreants have to say, or conflicts regarding Tag’s involvement…” She looks right at a pissed Julian as she says that. “...put it aside. They have taken Cyclops, incited a riot, and forced punching down to become our unfortunate priority. We will worry about understanding at a later time. Any disagreements?” 

Erik, nor anyone else, speaks up, even as Julian clearly thinks about doing so. Cessily holds his hand to comfort him. 

ERIK: “Emma and I have already worked out our plan of attack. We will–” 

Magneto is cut off as Kitty starts responding to someone over her com. She’s concerned, but firm as she gets the information, and promises they’ll be right there. 

SUNSPOT, irritated: “What now?” 

KITTY: “It’s Dazzler. Exodus and Malice are after her.” 

Magneto’s eyes fill with rage and his nostrils flare, as Dani notes that this can’t be a coincidence; they planned this. Which means…

EMMA: “Which means Mr. Quire is doing their bidding, and we have all the more reason to not feel too bad about maiming one of our students.” 

Erik quickly adjusts the plan for this and dishes out orders. They’re baiting him away from the school, but it’s bait he has to take. He will go and fight the Horsemen, defeat them both, and force Pestillence to undo the harm she’s done to his family. 

MAGNETO: “Magik, I will require transportation and potential backup.” 

MAGIK: “Aww, I wanted to beat some kiddies.” She groans and gives a thumbs up. “But I’ve got you, Teach.” 

Magneto then turns his attention to Dust, Mercury, and Bling! Alison is currently on tour in densely populated Paris. He’d like Mercury and Bling! to accompany him and Magik and provide crowd control and rescue. The girls, while a little afraid of Magik, agree. As for Dust, she and Warpath are in charge of protecting Wanda. The Horseman want her, and they cannot rule out that obtaining her is the true purpose behind all of this. 

DUST: “No harm will come to her.” 

Magneto notices James glaring at him. 

MAGNETO: “A problem?” 

JAMES, smirking: “No. Not at all.” 

Erik doesn’t have time to question that and continues. Cannonball, Wolfsbane, Karma, and Danger are to restrain the students without harming them, before they hurt each other or cause significant damage to the property. 

MAGNETO: “Wind Dancer, your new friend and our newest student controls pheromones. Do you believe you could–?”

WIND DANCER: “Use my winds to spread calming ones throughout the school? Of course.” 

EMMA: “That just leaves Quentin and his friends. Kitty, Sunspot, Danielle, Hellion, Cuckoos, you’re with me.” 

MINDEE: “Actual approval to crush Quentin like a bug?” 

CELESTE: “I don’t know if that makes it more or less fun.” 

Julian hangs his head. Emma notices. 

EMMA: “Hellion, I care for Brian as well, but we do not have time for doubts. Kapeesh?” 

JULIAN, seething: “Kapeesh.” 

In the headmaster’s office, lit up by Quentin’s TK energy, Quentin taunts Scott.

QUENTIN: “Do you hear all that ruckus? That’s the sound of your students opening their eyes and turning on you.” 

Scott ignores him and doesn’t answer. 

QUENTIN: “Martha, you’re letting him speak, right?” 

Scott chuckles. 

QUENTIN: “You’re laughing. I’m tearing down your establishment and you’re laughing. Here I thought I’d be getting a whole speech about why I don’t really want to do this.” 

Scott shakes his head. 

SCOTT: “Why couldn’t you just try and make friends?” 

QUENTIN: “Hello! I have friends!” 

SCOTT: “That so?” He grins. “Brian, don’t you find it funny that Quentin checks every box for the kinds of people he claims to be fighting against?” 

QUENTIN, not giving Brian a chance to speak: “I am nothing like you!” 

SCOTT: “You’re a natural genius from a family of billionaires gifted with telepathy among the most powerful on Earth. You’re as privileged as any X-Man.” 

QUENTIN: “If that were true, everything would be different.” 

SCOTT: “Quentin, there’s only one difference between you and an X-Man, and it’s not about privilege. You’re just a dork.”  

Quentin takes Cyclops’ bait and, livid at his word choice, telepathically assaults him. Scott attempts the Red Triangle, having wanted this opportunity, but Quentin’s power combined with Martha’s is too much, and he writhes in agony. 

Quentin laughs at him. He almost had him there! But Cyclops made a critical error. He thought that he was “one of” the most powerful telepaths on Earth. But he knows his worth! And with a little help from Kick, he knows that he is the most powerful telepath on Earth! 

QUENTIN: “I never did pick one of those codenames everyone else has. How does, “Kid Omega” sound?” 

Quentin doesn’t actually give him a chance to answer, as he proceeds to psychically torture Scott. As Redneck, Radian, and Tattoo cheer him on, Brian looks away, guilty.

Around the school, the teachers get to work. Wolfsbane becomes a pack of wolves to scare kids back to their rooms, despite the best threat she’s able to toss out while bearing her fangs being that they won’t be getting any supper if they don’t behave. 

Karma, not wanting to possess any of the kids, delivers quick, knockout chops to a bunch of wily, but purely physically mutated students, while Danger handles more capable ones like Loa and Onyxx by stretching out her arms around a whole group and pulling them in close to physically restrain them. 

DANGER: “Believe me, children, I understand wanting to destroy the X-Men. I came close. But it isn’t worth it.” 

Wolf Cub, from behind, throws a baseball at her head. 

WOLF CUB: “No one cares what you think! You blew up our school!” 

All the kids in her arms scold her and tell her that she should just leave them alone. Danger grabs Wolf Cub, and keeps everyone else restrained, but is saddened as she does so. 

Meanwhile, Cannonball flies around the school, just able to flick students unconscious at the speed he’s moving at. Hearing a lot of noise, he moves toward another area of the school. By the time he gets there, however, the sound of a riot in this area has been replaced with gentle 60s folk music, courtesy of Icarus on his ukelele. The rampaging students are peacefully pacified on the floor, as Jay, and a dancing along Melody, float over them. 

JAY: “We’ve got things covered here, bro.” 

SAM, proud: “Nice work.” 

In Sofia’s room, Laurie has been told what they need her to do, but she isn’t sure it’s a good idea her control of her powers is terrible! What if she sends out the wrong kind of pheromones?! 

Sofia tells her to breathe and helps her through a familiar exercise. She promises her that she can do this. Laurie is still nervous. She hasn’t been here long. How does she know Quentin isn’t right?

SOFIA: “Please, Laurie. You only briefly met Quentin, but you must have been able to tell he isn’t a hero. He’s a hypocritical supremacist and misogynist, and it is up to us to stop him.” 

Laurie is swayed and begins producing pheromones. Sofia channels the winds…but Laurie’s pheromones aren’t what she blows away. Instead, she blows open a small bottle of pre-made pheromones hidden in her boot and spreads those. 

We quickly see the effects as Anole and Specter go from having fun together trashing the school to violently assaulting one another. Sofia has spread rage pheromones. 

In Paris, Exodus rains terror upon the city, blowing away entire buildings, leveling streets, and murdering hundreds of people. He regrets having to do this to his home nation, but it has tragically been filled with millions of impure vermin. 

EXODUS: “I would say a prayer, but the lord has already decided the fate of your species.” 

Nearby, Dazzler lies in rubble, having been brutalized. Malice stands over, without barely a scratch on her, smirking sadistically as she stomps down on Allison. 

MALICE: “Now…be honest…was fighting to protect the humans really worth it in the end?” 

DAZZLER, grunting: “No one…hurts my fans.” 

MALICE: “Perhaps not while you live. But that won’t be an issue anymore.” 

Malice magnetically raises a metal beam, ready to crush Allison with it, but as she goes for the kill, Magik and Magneto appear from a stepping disc, Illyana cutting the beam in half with her sword, before Erik uses his own magnetic powers to launch the beams into Malice’s got, sending her flying. 

ALLISON, grateful but not enthused: “Oh. Great. They sent you two.” 

Magik rolls her eyes as another stepping disc brings Mercury and Bling! to their location. Magneto orders Roxy to tend to Dazzler’s injuries, while Cessily begins protecting the civilians. 

MAGNETO: “Exodus!” 

Exodus grins as he takes notes of Magneto, flying down next to Malice.

EXODUS: “My former lord and master! How wonderful to see you again. Especially as we were previously denied the previous opportunity to reunite.” 

MAGNETO: “As I understand it, you fled with your tail tucked between your legs because you couldn’t even best Iceman. Yet you wish to challenge me? I thought you smarter than that when I made you my right hand.” 

EXODUS: “I was smart enough to find a new master upon realizing you were a false prophet who lacked the will for what was necessary.” 

MAGIK: “And yet Apocalypse still chose a little girl to be his heir over you.” 

Exodus sneers. 

Magneto turns his attention back to Malice and commands her to release Polaris, and undo the harm done to Scarlet Witch; if she complies, she may live. 

MALICE, ready to fight: “I will not surrender my body. Not for anything…Father.” 

Without further hesitation, Magneto begins the fight. 

In the headmasters’ office, the Omega Gang continues to stand around, while Scott has been knocked out. 

REDNECK: “You guys think we’ll have, like, titles and crap when this is all done?” 

RADIAN, mockingly: “Yeah, I’m sure the queen of all Mutants will just be handing them out like candy to a bunch of kids who threw a riot in a school. Get a grip, man.” 

REDNECK: “I was just saying, man! Be nice to get some thanks!” 

ERNST: “We aren’t doing this for thanks. It’s just what’s right.” 

TATTOO: “I’m hoping Lady Akabba could use some Court Musicians.” 

RADIAN: “Oh, I like the sound of that.” 

REDNECK: “Please, you guys suck at guitar.” 

RADIAN AND TATTOO: “We do not!” 

GLOB, quietly: “I think I want a fancy hat.” 

While Quentin continues to be annoyed by everyone, he notices Brian has positioned himself in a corner, eyes stuck on Cyclops. 

Quentin’s face softens, genuinely, as he moves to talk to him, but before he can, he receives a telepathic message. 

SOPHIE: “You’ve really done it now, haven’t you?” 

Quentin smirks, adjusting his glasses. 

QUENTIN: “Thanks for helping me make so many friends. I couldn’t have done this without them.” 

SOPHIE: “It didn’t have to go like this.” 

QUENTIN: “No, this was inevitable as soon as I asked you out, and you laughed at me. It woke me up to who I needed to be, and from there, it was impossible not to see what needed to be done.” 

SOPHIE: “What needed to be done was turn everyone here against each other? You and I agree that Mutandkind is superior. But I learned not to step on our own. Surrender now, and you can still learn that yourself.” 

Quentin wipes his nose with his fist as it starts to bleed. 

QUENTIN: “I’m guessing that means you’re helping Ms. Frost come after us. Fine. I’ll be more than happy to show you, and your sisters, exactly what I’ve learned.” 

Sophie sighs. 

SOPHIE: “So be it. But for what it’s worth…” 

The door to the office is busted down, with Emma, Kitty, Sunspot, Dani, and Hellion in the doorway. 

SOPHIE: “...I didn’t laugh.” 

Outside the comatose Wanda’s room, Warpath and Dust stand outside. Sooraya is disturbed by all the violent noise going on elsewhere, but James tells her that he knows it's hard, but she has to stick to her assigned task and trust that the others will get the job done on their end. Being able to maintain that trust is part of being an X-Man. 

Sooraya is able to compose herself and thanks Mr. Proudstar. She turns her attention to another thought. 

DUST: “I don’t fully understand what it is Scarlet Witch does, but isn’t she meant to keep our whole world safe from monsters? Are we in danger right now?” 

WARPATH: “There are things out there a lot worse than monsters. But we should be fine. Captain Britain and Prestige were able to convince Selene Gallio to help them fill in for Wanda until she’s healed. She can’t rule the world if it’s been gobbled up by an angry god.” 

SOORAYA, somber: “So that is a yes.” 

Warpath notices Sooraya isn’t doing so well and asks if there’s anything else on her mind, outside their immediate crisis. Soo doesn’t wish to bother him, but James assures her she won’t. Sooraya explains that this is her fault. The others are always all busy, with their romance and adventures, but she’s only ever here, doing her best to study and train so she can keep her friends and mother safe. 

SOORAYA: “I should have seen what was happening to Quentin and Brian.” 

James tells her to shut that thought down right now. He’s sure there’s going to be a lot of people playing the blame game when this is all done, but everyone makes their own choices. Quentin’s doing this because he wanted to and Brian joined him because he wanted to, just like he joined the Hellions back in the day because he wanted to…

JAMES: “And just like no one’s to blame for what happened to my brother besides the people who killed him.” 

Sooraya breathes, touching James’ arm, and smiling. 

JAMES: “What?” 

SOORAYA: “This sounds like a lesson Ms. Frost would teach.” 

JAMES, playing along: “Oh, you know that hurts, kid. That hurts worse than any attack.” 

“Is that so?” 

Dust and Warpath turn, knives drawn and sand ready, as they hear a modulated voice and turn toward it. 

LADY AKABBA, in her full armor: “Shall we test that?” 

In the Horsemen’s lair, Laura wakes up on the grounds, filthy and covered in cuts and bruises. 

AKIHIRO: “Looks like Famine had fun with you.” Laura looks up to see him standing over her, Muramasa in hand. “You must be angry. Care to get any of that out?” 

Laura grits her teeth, pops out her claws and attacks. Just as in their last encounter, Laura is outclassed, with Death blocking all her attacks. This time, however, instead of taunting her, with each failed strike, he tells her what she’s doing wrong. He kicks her down, but she gets right back up. She still isn’t able to hit him but can see her already listening and learning and doing better. Still, he ends up grabbing her and slamming her into the floor before she can land a clean it.

AKIHIRO: “Quick learner. That’s good. How do you feel?” 

Laura picks herself up. 

LAURA: “Where is Wind Dancer?” 

AKIHIRO: “Occupied. Lady Akabba had a use for her after all.” Laura sneers. “Don’t be jealous. You’ll get to meet her too, in time.” 

Akihiro tells her to keep coming for him until she can hit him. And while she does…

AKIHIRO: “You already made the smart choice, coming here. But I’m sure you still have doubts. Allow me to share my store, and rid you of them…little sister.” 

The two stare each other down before Laura goes on the attack again. 

In the Headmasters’ office, Quentin arrogantly greets the X-Men, as the Omega Gang assembles around him. Brian casts his head down as Julian glares at him. 

QUENTIN: “I knew you attempt to spoil everything. Too bad for Cyclops.” 

Quentin puts his fingers to his head, and attempts to fry Scott’s brain, but…

EMMA: “You were just speaking to Sophie, yes? While she was distracting you, the rest of my girls snuck inside your head. No telepathy for you.” 

Quentin is irritated but shakes it off. They still aren’t afraid. He is an Omega, and all of them have Kick running through their veins to make them their best selves. 

GLOB: “Yeah! I crushed a guy’s head a couple days ago!” He turns to Brian. “Wanna see me do that to your old friend, Tag?” 

Brian stays silent. 

KITTY: “Oh, now you’re quiet! What the Hell happened to you, Brian?” 

DANI: “Kitty, don’t.” 

The others are confused as Danielle steps forward. 

DANI: “Robert, did you really kill someone?” 

TATTOO: “We all did. Had to know we could trust each other.” 

DANI, clenching her fists and welling up: “I’m so sorry.” 

ROBERTO: “Dani, care to explain to the uninformed?” 

Dani struggles to compose herself. 

DANI: “They’re my squad. My other squad.” 

The fact that Sunspot, Hellion, and Kitty are all surprised by this knowledge only pisses the Omega Gang off. Quentin just stepping back and leaning against the desk, while his teammates berate her. 

TATTOO: “I thought you were so cool when I first got here, I thought we were becoming like a little family..”

RADIAN: “But then you decided we weren’t good enough! You wanted the powerful kids!” 

REDNECK: “Then suddenly we never saw you outside training.” 

GLOB: “You abandoned us, Ms. Moonstar.” 

Dani is so sorry for making them feel like this for so long, but they have to believe her that this was never her intention. She didn’t take another squad because she wanted more powerful kids, she wanted another squad because she was already close with Surge and Wind Dancer. She didn’t know the kids saw her like they did, and she didn’t realize how little time she was making for them. 

The kids don’t seem impressed by her apology. 

QUENTIN, seeing an opportunity to drive more conflict: “Emma knew about the first people Brian and I killed.” 

DANI, instantly flipping to rage toward Emma: “What?!” 

EMMA: “Do not fall for his game, Danielle. Not when we’re in this predicament because, unlike me, you couldn’t handle two squads.” 

DANI: “Why you…” 

Kitty pulls Dani back and gets between everyone. Look, this doesn’t need to go any further! The kids wanted to send a message? They’ve sent it. Now they can listen, and make changes accordingly. 

KITTY: “We’ve let you down. But I promise things can be better. We can do better.” 

SUNSPOT: “Unless, of course, this isn’t really about a message.” 

Quentin laughs. 

QUENTIN: “If that’s you’re way of telling me you sussed out who I’m working for, and attempting to assess if they are as well? I am, and they are.” 

Upsetting news to everyone. Except…

JULIAN, powering up with his aura: “That’s it then, isn’t it?! Everything is simplified? We’re X-Men. They’re villains.” 

He says that last part, not having taken his eyes off Brian since he entered. Finally, Brian looks up and stares back, glaring. 

BRIAN: “Yeah. We are.” 

Brian slaps his chest, tagging himself. 

Everyone starts forcibly shifting, with Julian roaring as flies right at Quentin, grabs him, and crashes them both out the window. 

Hardcut to Paris, where Magneto and Magik battle Exodus and Malice, while Mercury pulls civilians out of rubble, and uses her body to form shields to protect civilians from falling debris. 

As Magneto and Exodus exchange blows, Exodus decides to show Magneto exactly how far beyond him he’s become, flying up high. Magneto chases after him, as Bennett fires off a telekinetic blast large enough to destroy the entire city. Magneto, in turn, creates a shield to deflect the attack. 

While Exodus is panting and shocked, an unamused Magneto merely dusts off his shoulder. 

Magik bounces around the sky in a circle around Pestillence, via stepping discs, taking pot shots to kick, punch, and slice her. Malice meanwhile can’t hit her while she’s teleporting around like this. 

MAGIK: “You really should surrender now. You’re not going to hit me, and since you’re running around in Polaris’ body, I can’t even have fun cutting you up into itty bitty pieces.” 

Malice is pissed…but Magik just gave her an idea. She’s seen Polaris’ powers and the power gifted to her by Apocalypse, but she has her own weapon. 

YANA: “You think I’m gonna give you MY body? I just got this thing!” 

Malice smirks as her eyes open past her eyelids. Magik’s eyes open the same way. 

Inside of Magik’s mindscape, which looks like a normal little girl’s bedroom, save for the mutilated stuffed animals with fleshy guts, Illyana is confused by what’s going on. 

MALICE, appearing as a 14 yo goth girl with a British accent: “Sup?” 

Hellion crashes Quentin down into the school’s front lawn, forming a crater. He repeatedly punches a still-smug Quentin in the face, trying to break through his forcefield. 

HELLION: “I should have pounded your skull in the first time you talked to Brian, you dweeb! You messed him up, you hurt Noriko, and you’re hurting everyone here! You’re not hurting anyone else!”

Quentin blasts Hellion back, as he floats up into the air. 

QUENTIN: “You know why we could never be friends, Hellion? Because you, none of you, can acknowledge what you are. You think you’re the sad little victims of this world, despite being the gods among gods! I know my worth. I know who I can uncaringly step on.” He smirks. “And who my useful lessers are.” 

Hellion charges Quentin again, but Kid Omega meets him in mid-air, grabbing the back of his head and smashing him into the ground. 

Inside, Emma in diamond form is punched through a wall by Ernst. As Ernst points out, she has to stay in that form to avoid getting trapped by Martha. But like this, they’re on the same level. 

EMMA: “Do not insult me like that, child.” 

Emma moves in to attack, but slips as a rioting student uses her powers to form a puddle underneath Emma, while fighting another kid, allowing Ernst to hit her again. 

On a staircase, Dani fights Radian and Tattoo. Ms. Moonstar may never have given them proper attention, but the hand-to-hand training they’ve paid attention to. Dani pleads with them to not make her hurt them, to which Radian uses his light powers to blind her, while Tattoo phases her hand inside her to torture her by tattooing her insides. 

In the common area, Sunspot is left fist-fighting Glob. He calls KItty over the coms to ask where she is; he hates to admit it, but their lowest-performing student may be stronger than him - at least on Kick. Kitty responds that Tag got her good, and sent her phasing through the Earth pretty far down. She’s working on coming back up as fast as she can. 

This is no comfort to Beto as he takes a punch to the face. 

In the Mission Room, the Cuckoos sit around the table. Things aren’t going well. They need to do something. Celeste notices that Quentin’s telepathy is still partially active. Mindee sees it now too; he has someone knocked out. 

PHOEBE: “Eww. It’s that freak.” 

SOPHIE: “She may be a freak, but if Quentin’s afraid of her, I say we wake her up.” 

Sophie quickly changes her wording, telling the others to get on that. She has her own plan. 

SOPHIE: “I know how to operate Cerebro. That should provide a far larger power boost than mere pills.” 

As Sophie gets up, Esme grabs her wrist, telling her to stop. They’re the five-in-one. Splitting up is dumb. Especially when Sophie has never done anything like this before. They should just let everyone else do the stupid fighting. 

SOPHIE, pulling Esme off her and smiling: “Come on, Esme. Haven’t you ever wanted to be a superhero?” 

Back by Wanda’s room, Warpath gets in front of Dust, as Lady Akabba draws her sword. 

WARPATH: “Lady Akkaba, I’m guessing? Nice armor.” 

SOFIA: “Thank you. My father made it for me.” 

WARPATH, nervous but quickly assessing the situation: “Dust, get in the room.” 

DUST: “What?! You cannot fight her alone!” 

WARPATH: “If she gets Wanda, she can do anything. If she kills me, you need to get her out of here. Got it? Do not help me, no matter what.” 

Sooraya hates this,but after a quick glance at the monster in front of them, agrees. 

SOORAYA: “Good luck, Mr. Proudstar.” 

Dust shifts into dust to get under the door. 

Lady Akkaba tells Warpath she hoped to avoid this. However, Magik cast a nasty protection spell preventing her from directly entering that room. She’d hoped to take her out of play before today like she did Surge and Wolverine, but he got in the way out of that. 

James questions what she did with Laura. Akkaba tells him she’d be happy to tell him, once he bends the knee. Warpath is a fierce warrior, a former X-Man who was able to hold his own against her Juggernaut, and who’s even fought Externals before. He belongs in her army. 

James pretends to think that over. 

WARPATH: “Warren Worthington was everything I grew up hating. I never spent a ton of time with him, but enough to learn he was a good man.” He takes a stance. “Tell him I say hi when you see him.” 

SOFIA, sighing: “You X-Men are so difficult.” 

Warpath lunges forward and attacks Lady Akkaba. For all his strength, Lady Akkaba is far faster and lighter on her feet, blocking all of his knife swings. 

Swinging overhead, he forces Lady Akkaba to hold a block. 

LADY AKKABA, barely struggling: “Your knives are nice. Adamantium?” 

WARPATH: “Same as your sword I’m guessing.” 

LADY AKKABA: “Hardly. My blade was forged millenia ago by an invincible Mutant, and wielded by one even stronger.” 

James knees Akkaba in the stomach, hurting her and knocking her back. 

WARPATH: “I get it. You love Apocalypse.” 

LADY AKKABA, amused: “I wasn’t speaking of Apocalypse.” 

Sofia sets her hands aflame. Realizing that in the narrow hallway, there’s no room for cover, Warpath tries to launch one more attack, but he’s met with the flames of war to the face, as they fully consume him.

Akkaba presses on her attack, promising Warpath that if he survives this, he will come back stronger. Only to receive a surprise punch to the face from the burning man, sending her flying down the whole hallway and crashing through the wall. 

Able to fly, this doesn’t phase Akkaba. As Warpath continues to rush after her, she fills the hall with more flames. James refuses to slow down. X-Man or teacher, he promised his life to these kids, and he’s not letting them down! 

Warpath leaps again at Lady Akkaba, but is unable to reach her. Once he’s in mid-air, Sofia uses her winds to blow back all the way across the hallway, and back into the flames, as she lays on even more. 

This time, James can’t get back up. Sofia absorbs all the flames back into herself. 

SOFIA: “As expected, you fought well.” She raises her sword as she stands over the unconscious Warpath. “But there is only one fate for those who refuse to serve me.” 

Rather than execute him immediately, Sofia’s swordhand quivers. 

We zoom inside Sofia’s helmet to see her blue face, as she breathes with trepidation. She rapidly flashes back to all the time she spent with Warpath, back when he was teaching her to control her rage. 

In the present…

SOFIA, under her breath: “I cannot be weak.” 

Lady Akkaba brings her sword down to kill Warpath…

…only to be stopped as a sandstorm overwhelms her. 

DUST: “You will not harm anyone else!” 

SOFIA, protected by her armor: “Didn’t your teacher tell you to stay put? He had the right idea!” 

Rather than burn Sooraya, Akkaba merely blows her away, through the hole Warpath made, and far away from the school. 

Sofia breathes heavily as she looks down at James, left to decide what happens next. 

Back in the Horsemen’s lair, Akihiro has finished telling Laura his story, while Laura is in the process of healing up large slashes all across her body, and has been provided a water bottle. 

LAURA: “I don’t know what to say.” 

AKIHIRO: “You could say our father is a monster who won’t be worth another thought once we torture him to death.” 

LAURA, hanging her head: “Are you sure that it’s all true?” 

AKIHIRO: “Do you doubt me?” 

LAURA: “No.” Laura picks up her head and looks at her brother. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize.” 

AKIHIRO: “Realize what?” 

LAURA: “That you were used like I was. By The Hand. And Romulus. You were just their weapon.” 

Akihiro sighs in annoyance. 

AKIHIRO: “Look, try not to be too annoying about the whole, “I’m a weapon” thing, okay? Last I checked weapons don’t have beautiful girlfriends. You’re a Mutant, a strong one, and if you play your cards right, a valued one to our lady. Help me take out Logan and I’ll even put in a good word for you.” 

LAURA, squinting: “You’re being nice.” 

AKIHIRO: “Would you rather I cut your head off?” 

LAURA, slightly smiling: “No.” 

AKIHIRO: “Smart. You keep drinking that water, I’m gonna go grab something a little stronger. We’ll pick up training after that.” 

LAURA: “Sounds good…Brother.” 

Akihiro smirks as he walks off. We see him texting Sofia that he’s still with Laura, and she wasn’t kidding: She’s a very good actress. But she still doesn’t suspect a thing. 

We zoom in on the smiling Laura, as she scowls. 

We flashback to her earlier conversation with Warpath. 

LAURA: “Sofia has a plan to find the Horsemen. With just the two of us. And we’re leaving tonight.” 

Laura continues. 

LAURA: “I’m going to play along and act like I don’t know what she’s up to.” 

WARPATH: “You sure it isn’t time we tell Cyclops what we know?” 

LAURA: “No hard proof. I know she’s Lady Akkaba. I know from how War fought, I know from her smell, I know Sofia. I know that isn’t really her, that Apocalypse brainwashed her, but she already showed she can get around telepathy.” 

With Apocalypse down, Exodus must be running the show and controlling her now and using her as a distraction. Either that, or Akihiro is controlling with his pheromones. Or Malice can actually possess multiple people. It doesn’t matter. She knows Sofia won’t really give her the opportunity to figure out where the base is, but if she can get close, she can start picking off the Horsemen until she gets the right one. 

James doesn’t like it, but he trusts Wolverine’s judgment. Can she promise him she’ll be careful? 

LAURA: “No.” 

JAMES: “Figured.” 

One more thing though. Akihiro. Logan talked to her about him after their run-in, right? 

LAURA: “Yes. He has been used. In ways he doesn’t even realize. I don’t know him. You’re more a brother than he is. But Logan wants him alive.” Laura picks her head up. “I will kill Exodus and Malice first. If he isn’t the one controlling Sofia, I will save him. I will save them both.” 

In the present, Laura sips her water. 

In Magik’s mindscape, she takes a guess: this goth girl she’s talking to is the real Malice? 

Malice giggles as she plops down on Illyana’s bed. It’s who Alice McAllister used to be. A normal girl from Yorkshire who couldn’t stand her bloody annoying parents or any other authority. 

MALICE: “I had hobbies. Journaling. Making Pinterest boards. Protesting. I had dreams. I was going to be an artist. But, you wake up one morning outside your body, unable to be seen or heard by anyone, or touch anything, and suddenly you can’t write, or draw, or scream for change. Just wander. Alone.” 

 Yana yawns. 

MAGIK, mockingly: “How sad for you.” 

MALICE: “What, no sympathy for another young girl who had her life stolen from her?” 

YANA: “Don’t. I promise your experiences do not compare to seven years in Limbo with Belasco.” 

Yana does ask how long she’s been like this though. 

MALICE: “Four years. Don’t tell Exodus, though. I don’t want him thinking I’m another of Apocalypse’s kiddies.” 

MAGIK: “I promise you I couldn’t care less.” 

Malice laughs as she pokes at the fleshy guts inside a stuffed rabbit. She doesn’t know what Limbo is like, but she promises Illyana that her life has been hell. Even once she got over the initial shock and realized how her powers worked. Finding depressed souls who’d be willing to hand over their bodies wasn’t hard. But it wasn’t that simple. See she burns through human bodies rather quickly. Usually within mere days. 

MALICE: “Can you imagine that? Four years of living in different bodies every day, each one wrong in so many ways?” 

That finally hits Yana, who looks at herself in a child’s mirror and sees her 7 year-old self. 

Malice continues to explain that she got beyond lucky finding Polaris, but she isn’t perfect. She’s strong and sturdy and she’s held up well, but this body is starting to go too; it has another few months at best. After Apocalypse killed all the humans, he was going to release his fellow Externals, and force one of them to give her an immortal body, but the X-Men ruined that. 

Magik focuses back on Malice, questioning if she doesn’t actually have the same goals as the others. 

MALICE: “Lord, no. Fascists like Apocalypse, Exodus, and Lady Akkaba are the kinds of people I used to throw red paint at. They’re just the only ones who were willing to help me.” 

Now, the new plan is to use Scarlet Witch to make her a body, among all the other plans for her, but that doesn’t need to happen. 

MALICE: “Not if you give me your body.” 

Malice appears behind Illyana and covers her eyes with her hands. 

YANA: “What are you–?” 

MALICE: “I see you, Darkchylde. Acting like you’re oh so happy to be Magik, and being a little goblin girl. But that’s all it is. An act. You are still a demon, a creature of darkness, a soulless husk. Fighting along dandy superheroes because you just love your girlfriend so much. But I know she can’t be enough for you. All the friends in the world can’t be. You’re still miserable. Anyone stuck in the wrong body would be. But with its mystical nature, it would be the perfect body for me.” 

Magik punches Malice, but that just makes her appear in front of her. Malice promises to take away all her pain. Having a soul will do that! Magik will still get to exist in the back of her head, finally at peace. 

MALICE: “You have no way to either restore your full, demonic form or to obtain your old soul. You are not good or evil. You are nothing. I can take away that pain. Having my soul will do that! And you’ll still get to exist in the back of my head, finally at peace.” 

Magik is shaken, especially as Malice reaches her hands inside her and smiles innocently, telling her to think of how happy they’ll be together. 

Magik smiles back at her and holds her arms. She then proceeds to turn her face into Darkchylde’s and burn Malice with Hellfire. 

Magik snaps back to reality, not about to worry about any of that stuff right now, and just focus on the bitch who got past her defenses. 

MAGIK, panting: “Now…where are–?” 

Illyana is cut off and screams as she’s blasted from behind by Pestilence, who then proceeds to rain metal rubble down on her, burying her underneath. 

MALICE: “I’ll be in touch to see if you change your mind!” 

Magneto, still engaged with Exodus, notices this, and cries out with concern for Magik. Erik launches another blast that only only penetrates Exodus’ forcefield, but tears off some of his flesh. As Magneto swoops down to rescue Magik, Pestilence flies up to Famine and tells him it’s time to go. 

As Magneto pulls all of the rubble off of Magik, we see Mercury, exhausted and overwhelmed from all of this, but having successfully evacuated the area. Roxy finally makes it over to her, with Cessily falling into her arms. 

Erik meanwhile holds the unconscious Magik in his arms, relieved that she survived, but further enraged as Pestillence, horrified by the thought of losing Illyana again. 

Back in the school, Sunspot continues fighting Glob, eventually taking a punch to the face that draws blood. 

ROBERTO: “How dare you?” 

Glob laughs and tells Roberto he pisses him off more than anyone. All the X-Men act like they’re better than everyone, but Roberto is the worst about it, because he thinks he’s smarter than everyone. 

GLOB: “There are more important things than being smart!” 

Redneck appears on the scene, ready to back Glob up, rushing Sunspot with his burning hands. 

GLOB: “Redneck, no!” 

Redneck grabs Sunspot, but, of course, all this does is supercharge him, enabling him to blast both of the boys unconcious. 

GLOB, passing out: “You…idiot.” 

On the staircase, Tattoo taunts Dani as she tortures her, proclaiming how, whatever role she has in Lady Akkaba’s world, she wants to be a mom one day, with a bunch of kids. 

TATTOO: “Thank you for teaching me exactly what not to do with him.” 

Dani cringes. 

DANI: “I’m sorry I failed you. And I’m sorry for this.” 

Dani finally pulls her power. Radian and Tatoo fall down the stairs as they imagine sentinels firebombing them from above, with the ruins of Genosha around them. They’re left trembling in fetal position as Dani bends down to hold their hands. 

Elsewhere, Ernst rushes toward Emma, but she has a low tolerance for misbehavior, and these girls have thoroughly expended it. The X-Men saved them both from the U-Men and gave them their home; they’re sorry they couldn’t also be their parents, but that’s just not how it works. 

EMMA: “Now…sit down.” 

Emma leaves her diamond form, and before Ernst can attack her, or Martha can freeze her body, Emma overwhelms them both with a psychic wave, knocking them out. 

Outside, Quentin and Hellion continue to try and murder each other, exchanging punches, blasts, and chucking trees at each other, with Quentin also excelling with bladed constructs to cut up Julian. Keeping Julian on the backfoot is not only Quentin’s body running on Kick, but unlike himself, Quentin clearly doesn’t care if his attacks kill everyone. 

Once Quentin notices that Julian is playing defense for the school, he launches a full-power attack directly at it. Hellion himself between the attack and the school, but while he is able to stop it, it exhausts the rest of his energy, and he collapses. 

Quentin picks up Julian, who’s bleeding significantly more than he is, by the neck and raises him into the air. 

QUENTIN: “You almost had the right idea. The whole “Hellions” thing. You were stronger, more fit, than the rest of us, and you treated us like we deserved. If I’d woken up to my true potential back then, we really could have been friends. But by the time I did, you’d let the X-Men corrupt you with their arrogant complacency. I wish the Omega Gang packed the kind of power your gang did, but then, I have much bigger plans than being a school bully; before long, I know I’ll be a Horseman.” 

JULIAN: “C…C…” 

QUENTIN: “Something to say? Going to call me a dork again? Want to tell me my parents were right to desert me?” 

JULIAN: “C…Could you tell me where I left my hands?” 

Quentin panics as he realizes Julian’s hands are missing. Just then, he’s struck from behind as demonic metal, supercharged with the last of Hellion’s energy, collides with the back of his head. 

Quentin falls over as the wind is knocked out of him and his forcefield momentarily goes down. Hellion reattaches his hands, and is about to pound away at Quentin before he puts himself back together, but…

“Get away!” 

He’s tackled away by Tag. Brian, mounted on top of Julian, has tears in his eyes, while Julian is still in disbelief its gotten this far. 

Elsewhere, the four non-Sophie Cuckoos work to wake up Escapade, while Sophie sets herself up in Cerebro. Quickly, Escapade is jolted awake.

ESCAPADE: “That jerk!” 

And Sophie, with some difficulty, is able to dismount the Cerebro helmet from the rest of the set-up, informing her sisters she’s on her way to save the day. 

Julian and Brian wrestle around on the ground. Julian finally gets to ask the big question. 

JULIAN: “Why?!” 

BRIAN: “I said why! You just never pay attention!” 

Julian kicks Brian off of him. He never thought Brian was as dumb as he thinks of himself, but if he really let Quentin convince himself, without telepathy, that he was ever going to abandon him, he really is an idiot. 

JULIAN: “You’re my best friend.” 

BRIAN, on the verge of a breakdown: “Yeah. You too, man.” 

Brian beats Julian. Quentin is able to get up, happy to see this. 

QUENTIN: “Don’t hold back, Tag! Once he’s dead, we’ll never have to think of this loser again! It’ll just be you and me!” 

“Hey Quentin!” 

Quentin is confused and turns around, as Escapade rockets out of the school on her jet boots, grabs Quentin’s face, and electrocutes him with her shock glove. 

ESCAPADE: “You were talking about what you’re owed?!” 

Quentin knocks her away. She switches places with him, hoping to immobilze him that way, but she quickly collapses and the switch is undone, as her body reacts horribly to suddenly being filled with Kick. 

Quentin pants. He’s tired, the back of his bleeding profusely, and now this little bitch just burned half his face off! But he’s still standing! 

QUENTIN, looking over at the other fight: “Brian! Kill him already!” 

Julian laughs. 

BRIAN: “What could you possibly be laughing about?” 

JULIAN, grinning: “I do get how he got to you. I’m sorry I wasn’t paying more attention. But you’re kidding yourself if you think he won’t dump you faster than we ever would have.” 

Brian stops punching. 

QUENTIN: “Tag! What are you doing, you idiot?! Do I need to do this myself?!” 

Tag glares at Quentin, wiping his tears on his arm. 

QUENTIN: “Oh now what? Did he say something? Don’t listen to the enemy, you idi–!’ 

Quentin falls to his knees, screaming in agony. 

Sophie, wearing the Cerebro helmet exits the school, taking note of the destroyed landscape, and the already beaten Hellion and Escapade. 

SOPHIE: “Never send lesser Mutants to do a Cuckoo’s job.” 

Sophie, approaching Quentin, tells him it’s over. His “friends” are beaten, her sisters are blocking his telepathy, and thanks to Cerebro, his mental defenses are nothing to her. 

Sophie stomps down on Quentin’s head. 

SOPHIE: “Die, loser.” 

Quentin screams as he bleeds from his eyes. 

QUENTIN: “The Sophie Cuckoo I loved would have loved to crush all of humanity underneath her stilletos!” 

SOPHIE: “I grew up. You should have tried it.” 

Quentin’s still not done. Using his telekinesis, he unloads every bit of Kick he has left from his pocket, and shoots it all down his mouth. 

BRIAN: “No! Sophie, watch out!” 

With the power boost from the extra Kick, Quentin makes Sophie scream as well, as he stands up, laughing manically. The other Cuckoos all scream as well. He overrode their block, but they can still back Sophie up. 

QUENTIN, enjoying Sophie’s pain as she struggles against him: “You said you didn’t laugh, right? Kiss my boots now, take back that last comment, and you can still be my queen. A HA HA HA!” 

Sophie digs her heels into the ground to help her stay standing. Despite Quentin’s overwhelming strength, she’s still confident she can beat him. 

Brian watches on as Sophie struggles to fight back against Quentin, but refuses to back down nonetheless. He looks to Julian to do something, but he’s passed out from his injuries. With Escapade also down, he’s the only one who can do anything. 

BRIAN: “I’m sorry, everyone. I just wanted friends.”

Sophie’s knees bend as she bleeds from her mouth, her eyes roll around in her head, and the other Cuckoos writhe in agony as well. Even still, Sophie isn’t letting up, just looking for an opening in Quentin’s mental assault. 

QUENTIN: “Esme, can you and the others all hear me over you’re screaming? I hope you can. Because once I’m done with her, I’m coming for–!” 

Quentin is cut off as Brian lands a devastating hook to the back of his head. Everything goes silent. Then, Quentin loses control and Sophie finds her opening and hits Quentin with everything she’s got, as Brian is blasted away, and the front lawn is further devestated. 

In the Mission Room, the Cuckoos all stop screaming, and start crying. 

Emma, Dani, Kitty, and Sunspot finally make it outside to find their school wrecked, and five of their students unconcious. They rush without hesitation to check on them all. Kitty gives the thumbs up that Escapade’s okay. Sunspot lets them know Hellion’s just out cold too. 

Dani and Emma aren’t so lucky as they check on Brian, Quentin, and Sophie. Dani cries, while Emma turns to diamond, holding Sophie tight. 

That night, in the Mission Room, Cyclops has his head buried in his hands. 

SCOTT: “How did we let this happen?” 

The only ones sitting with him are an equally depressed Kitty and Sunspot. Lockheed is in Kitty’s arms. 

KITTY: “We made mistakes. A lot of mistakes.” 

BETO: “Someone knew exactly how to take advantage of them.” 

SCOTT: “And now two of our kids are dead.” 

As the three try and press through going over their whole situation, we see Quentin lying in bed in the medical bay. And next to him, Warpath. Neither is dead, but both are comatose. Beto is not only enraged at what happened to Jimmy, clearly from the burn marks War’s doing, but while he doesn’t wish death on him, he resents that Quentin survived everything. 

KITTY: “I tried talking to Dani. Couldn’t get a word out of her.” 

We see Dani crying hysterically as she works a punching bag in her room. 

SCOTT: “Emma’s had a similar time with the Cuckoos. She’s still trying now.” 

We see Emma following behind four Cuckoos, only for her to turn a corner, and discover they were just illusions. 

Scott continues to bring up how the Omega Gang has been given to SHIELD, and thanks Kitty for making it clear on his behalf that they aren’t to hold these kids long term; they’ll take them back when they’re ready, and do better by them. They’ll certainly have the space if the current rate of parents pulling their kids out of the school doesn’t slow down.  

SUNSPOT: “Not to be the pragmatist at a time like this, but the Horsemen got what they wanted from all of this. They got Wanda.” 

We see Magneto splitting the ocean in his rage. 

SUNSPOT: “If they figure out a way to use her power, we’re done.” 

KITTY: “And we’ll stop them before that happens. Nothing we can do about it right now though. What we can do is do better by the kids. By all of them.” 

Dust, Mercury, Bling!, and Surge stand outside the medical bay, all in tears, with the camera at first focusing on the comatose Warpath. 

SCOTT: “Quentin was wrong about a lot. Less than his “friends” were. But he was right about one thing. One of the same things Professor Xavier got right.” 

The camera in the medical bay pans over to Magik, Hellion, and Escapade, unconscious and//or heavily injured, but not in critical condition. 

SCOTT: “The X-Men are elite. We have to be. Because most Mutants aren’t. They’re just ordinary people. Whatever privileges we enjoy, what comes first is that responsibility to keep each and every one of them safe.” 

“Even if we don’t always meet that responsibility.” 

The camera in the med bay pans over to reveal the two casualties of the riot: Sophie Cuckoo and Brian Cruz. 

The four girls hold each other’s hands. 

In Sofia’s room, Laurie is SO sorry. This is all her fault. She knew she’d make the wrong pheromones. Sofia, acting distraught but keeping herself together, promises Laurie this isn’t because of her. There was chaos, yes, and bad people took advantage of that, but neither of her friends’ deaths were because of her mistake. There are bad guys who deserve that blame. Okay? 

Laurie tearfully nods. 

SOFIA, slightly smirking: “Listen, I didn’t want to do this because, as an X-Man, it was my responsibility to bring you here, but I might know someone who can help you with your powers just as much as we can. Call him a tutor.”

LAURIE: “A tutor.” 

SOFIA: “One with the same powers as you. I met him in my travels after I left the school. His name is Sean. I think you’ll like him. If you’re willing to give this a try.” 

Laurie forcefully nods. This can’t happen again. She’ll try anything. 

Sofia pets her hair. 

Cut to Sofia leaving the room, where Laura rushes up to her, having heard what happened, enraged and distraught. Sofia hugs her. 

SOFIA: “We will make the Horsemen pay. Every one of them. I promise.” 

LAURA, claws out: “Don’t you worry. I’ll kill them all myself.” 

We cut between Laura’s face, depressed and filled with righteous anger, and Sofia, wearing mere impressions of these emotions. 

In Egypt, Sofia enters her lair, still in her normal clothes, where Exodus, Malice, and Akihiro are celebrating their triumph with drinks and a feast before they get to cracking Scarlet Witch. 

AKIHIRO: “Will our lady be joining us?” 

SOFIA, head held high: “Yes. But I have an important matter to attend to first.” 

Sofia confidently marches out, Exodus clearly curious about what Sofia is up to What could she be plotting? 

In the washroom, Sofia violently vomits into a toilet. More than once. 

SOFIA, looking like she’s just had the worst nightmare: “What have I done?”

---------------------------------------------------------------

CAST CHANGES:

Brian Cruz AKA Tag is no longer part of the main cast.

Quentin Quire is no longer part of the main cast.

Sophie Cuckoo is no longer part of the main cast.

[nicromancytarot]

Hi!! I love to participate in your new game

My name is Cinthya

My question is: What will the intimacy be like between my future husband and me?

(I have 30 years old)

You exchange:

Where will you meet your future spouse?

Cards: the queen of cups, the wheel of fortune, three of cups, the judgement, 3 of pentacles, the chariot, the 8 of wands.

You and your future partner will meet in an institution, either at work or at a university, I see it more likely at a job, I see you surrounded by people, for this person it will be love at first sigh, He's going to like you right away, for you it's going to be a bit of love at first sight, but you're going to really get interested as you get closer to him.I see that he is a person with brown hair, wears glasses, 170 to 185 tall, thin, have you seen the Hannibal series? He looks like Will's character, only he is much younger.

What is they personality like?

Cards: 7 of swords, 2 of cups, 8 of pentacles, knight of swords, page of swords, the magician, the hierophant

He is an extroverted and passionate person, he is not afraid of challenges and he throws himself towards them without fear. I see that he is also somewhat of a joker, he is always smiling.

Even so, he transmits calm and peace, he has many friends and acquaintances, but he knows how to put his partner first, he is affectionate, attentive.

How something negative can become conflictive and too risky, also being a person who knows how to socialize and is very charming can end up having enemies.

This is it!!! Hope you like it love, thanks.

Thank you for choosing the exchange option! I’ve been told a few times by my own and others cards that we’re going to meet at a place or law lmao, so the institution makes sense as I’m assuming that where they will be working (hopefully it’s not a criminal falls in love with their lawyer story lol) I have not seen the series but I just searched up who Will is, and I’m not one to complain. They sound so sweet omg, it resonates a lot, sounds a ton like my future spouse so you’re very on point. Thank you!!

I got a lot of art work for your side of this, so you may find that they are creative in their expressions of intimacy, they may make you things to show you how much they care for you, or they could take pictures, paint pictures of you in suggestive poses just for their eyes only.

They serve you and you only, anything you ask them to do, they will do it for you. I also think that they depend on your happiness to keep themself happy, like your souls are tied together and speak in the same language to one another. I definitely feel that you’re the person that’s more in control here, what you say go’s and they just agree with you. There may be a few times that you turn down their advances as perhaps it’s too much or you’re just busy at the time. I think they’re quite submissive, only taking the lead sometimes, they love when it feels like you have them on a leash and they are a servant to whatever you ask them to do.

Lay all your love on me - ABBA “You’ve heard me saying that smoking is my only vice”

They may smoke to emit some sort of control, or possibly have some type of thing that they do so they don’t feel completely vulnerable to you and your demands. I feel like if you ask them to be in charge for a session, they absolutely will be. They may also enjoy leaving marks and hickeys to show everyone that you are theirs.

[cheesy-che]

for mizu: 🔵 Blue, 🪩 Disco Ball, 🟢 Green. and for emy: 🔴 Red, 🎱 8 Ball

OC Ask Meme

Waaaa thank you for asking, my lovely friend. UwU <3

Mizuiro

🔵 Blue- How would your OC spend a single day of interrupted peace? Where would they go or who would they be with?

In general, she’d be alone or with friends who don't require a lot of energy to be with. She’d probably read a book or two, listen to some calming synth/electronic music and cozy up in a blanket. BIG bonus if it’s rainy outside during the summer. If we’re talking specifically in the TMNT 2003 universe where I put her often, she’d be delighted to spend a day at the farm house. Mizuiro loves a night walk in the forest in the hopes of seeing the stars clearly and stumble upon some fireflies. 

🟢 Green- What is considered a weakness in your OC that is actually a strength? What is a strength in your character that can be twisted into a weakness?

WOWEEE Big question lol.

Self-doubt in general is absolutely her biggest weakness, but I personally think it’s some kind of strength. Because she unfortunately doesn’t have high confidence, she always assumes that her mind could be changed. Extreme open-mindedness, if you will. It has proven to be a strength in the way that she nevers assumes that she’s right about something unless she has done hours of research to prove her point. Yes, she is a victim of a lot of self-doubt because of that and it is difficult to live with, but it also means that she’s always open to discuss any subject… unless it diverts from her basic values ofc.

As for a strength that could be twisted in a weakness… I guess it could be considered a weakness not to express her emotions often or to stay silent most of the time. It’s a strength in a way that she can take the time to think clearly before answering a question and it can be helpful not to show someone how you truly feel. At least, she herself sees this as a strength. She values her secrecy a lot and is quite happy about establishing her boundaries about who’s allowed to see which sides of her. Although, it has proven to be quite difficult for her to make new friends or to express herself correctly because of this self-inflicted social restriction.

🪩 Disco Ball- What was an achievement that your OC felt worthy of celebrating? Was it a personal victory or a big impact on everyone around them?

Mizuiro doesn’t like to get the attention centered on herself, but that doesn’t mean she won’t celebrate alone if the occasion arises. I’m not at that part yet in my story (minor spoiler alert for anyone reading Space Echoes… oops), but when she realizes that her cardio and overall form has improved while practicing physical training, she feels amazing. It’s probably her friends who make her realize that she, in fact, has improved. Your girl loves a warm bath, and she would love to celebrate her training session by indulging in hours-long baths and self-care. So, definitely small personal victories. For Mizuiro to be proud of herself, it takes a lot!

Emy

🔴 Red- What is a trait your OC has that those around them don't see very often? Is it seen by a rare few or completely overlooked?

The average person ™ doesn't see how kind she can be. Really, that’s mostly all there is to it. Emy has what we call a “resting bitch face” and she’s a “matter-of-fact” kind of person whenever you address her. Even when tries to show that she cares, it’s mostly going to be shown with a mocking snicker or sarcasm. So yeah, her true kindness, without her “tsundere attitude”, is only seen by a few. 

🎱 8 Ball- What situation was your OC lucky to escape from or get out of? What or who helped them unexpectedly?

Emy hides stuff from her parents, like any teenager does. For example, her brother knew about her brief romantic relationship with Mizuiro… her parents didn’t. Not that they would care about Emy being in a relationship with another girl, but Emy didn’t want them to know. She feared they wouldn’t let her sleep at her best friend’s place anymore or think that their relationship was more serious than it actually was. Mizuiro and Emy ended up preferring to stay friends after showing some skinship to one another. It strengthened their bond, but they realized they weren’t interested in having more than a platonic friendshippy love for each other. Her parents would’ve been super awkward about it (at least, according to Emy) and she had her brother swear that he wouldn’t tell because he had found out… in exchange for her doing the dishes in his place for a year. Thanks bro. 

[changingplumbob]

New Goth Household: Chapter 3, Part 5

Keira and Marta discuss the jerk that is Marta's emotionally abusive ex. Milton tries to make a friend and Joey throws himself in to his work.

Keira: And by he we’re talking about the sorry excuse of a man that belittled you for years, right

Marta: Liam

Keira: I thought you said he was through pursuing you when he realised you were no longer afraid of him

Marta: I thought so. But he waltzed in and wanted me to make his coffee order. I mean I couldn’t say no, the boss was right there watching

Keira: Did he say anything else

Marta: That I make him crazy. That he misses me. I told him, I’m in love with a beautiful girl. His response was rather vulgar

Keira: That piece of trash

Marta: He never believed I was bisexual. Thought he could woohoo liking girls out of me

Keira: Please tell me you spat in his coffee

Marta: Carino I need this job, we need savings. We can’t live in that mansion forever and I want to be able to pay my own way with you

Keira: But-

Marta: He doesn’t know who you are or where we are, he can’t harass us beyond wanting crappy coffee.

Keira: I just want you safe

Marta: Whenever I’m with you Keira, I feel safe

Alexander: How was your first day of school

Milton: Okay I guess. Except when they asked me if my mum or dad were picking me up and I had to say neither

Alexander: I’ll call your teacher about it

Milton: Please don’t. I’m already the kid with no parents, I don’t want to be the kid who makes trouble

Alexander: If you’re sure

Milton: I am. Look I’m all finished with homework so I’m going to go to the library room

Alexander: You think he’s okay

James: It was always going to be tricky love, but I think he doesn’t seem too downcast

Joey: Wait- he just turned up like some stalker creep

Marta: I’m used to him pulling stupid stunts

Joey: But you haven’t been together in ages

Marta: He thinks he owns me, or owns my happiness

Keira: Yeah I don’t count as a partner because I’m a girl

Milton: Adults sound stupid

Joey: You’re telling me kid

Alexander: You get promoted yet

Joey: Even I’m not going to get promoted on my first day. The producer did have a flip out though, kept flinging me panicked emails, and I thought I was paranoid

James: Did you sort it

Joey: Oh yeah. I had to take some time off other tasks but I managed to make a programme to tackle all the issues. Even got praised in the afternoon meeting

Following dinner Alexander takes time to play with Milton and make sure he ends the day happy. James looks after the other youngsters, making sure the cats are content.

Alexander: I haven’t read anything but textbooks in ages

James: It’s always nice to slow down. Did Milton get to bed alright

Alexander: He was cracking jokes so I think he’s okay sweets

…

In their room Keira and Marta are having quite a passionate make out session.

Marta: You’re kissing pretty hard carino

Keira: Sorry, I just want to help you forget whatshisface

Marta: Ay dios mio, I can’t even remember his name

Keira: Good, we’re working

All the young adults take advantage of the home gym while James preps breakfast for everyone

James: Gertrude they did not order this with cat fur dressing

Joey: Can you see my muscles yet

Alexander: I guess

Joey: You seem crabby

Alexander: Milton’s still insisting on sharing a room. It makes it hard for me and James to...

Joey: Do something abut getting hard? You know you can just put him somewhere else

Alexander: He’s my brother, I’ve got to look after him

Alexander washes is dishes in the guest bathroom where James finds him.

James: You all caught up on homework

Alexander: Yes Mr Goth, I’ve finished my schoolwork

James: *chuckles* well Milton is at school, the cats are napping down here, our bedroom is pretty empty right now if you’re up for it

Alexander: I’m always up for it. It’s felt like forever since we’ve been together and I have been dreaming pixel part dreams

James: So glad I landed a younger man. Come on love

School only made Milton tense but afterwards he invited over classmate Reynaldo. The two set themselves up int the dining room battling voidcritters. Could Reynaldo be Milton’s first childhood friend? Unfortunately I did make it trickier to raise friendship so we’ll have to wait and see.

Alexander: Milton, come and eat

Milton: Just as soon as I win this battle

Reynaldo: Never!

Marta: Kids are so cute

Joey: Guess who got promoted! It’s ya boy Joey

Alexander: Still talking about yourself in the third person when you brag

Joey: It helps highlight my skills. I just demanded some challenges, took extra training and ta da! I’m now a project manager

Marta: Is that good?

Joey: It’s closer to the dream. Well the career dream, not the sleep with as many women as I can dream

Joey chose to work hard during his shift (seriously, I didn’t select it) so is feeling like he needs to stretch his creative skills. He starts knitting a new pair of socks upstairs while Marta checks out what drama is on TV. When Alexander is finished with his homework he joins them and they chatter away until Keira finally finishes her work. Joey is ending his knitting when he gets a hook up txt from Tuesday.

Tuesday: Congratulations on your promotion!

Joey: You here to congratulate me then?

The two head to Joey’s room where Tuesday takes a moment to chat before diving in.

Tuesday: You know how Monica has always fancied you

Joey: Really? But she’s less than attractive

Tuesday: To you maybe. Anyway she’s got her sights set on Derick and was asking about how we practice together and I get the feeling she’d like to practice with you. If for nothing else than making Derick jealous

Joey: Yeah I’m sure my killer good looks have nothing to do with it

Tuesday: Focus. My point is, if you have fun with her, make sure to include me. I’ve wanted to get a better look at her boobs for ages

Winterfest is certainly over so its time for a cat costume change. Hamlet gets a mysterious cape while Gertrude gets to be a lady knight, en garde! Joey tried to fit in some creative time to wipe away his threatening burnout before work but didn’t quite manage it. Fingers crossed he doesn’t overdo it today.

It may be raining but if you’re underwater it makes no difference. Keira has another day free of classes before her exams and takes the time to do some more diving. She gets a new underwater photo and cements her love of sea creatures.

Milton got another pop up about inviting Reynaldo over after school. He lost his first tooth during recess (one of his front oversized ones) and is not happy.

Milton: Why do we have to lose them anyway

Reynaldo: If you were an adult with kid sized teeth it’d be weird

Milton: How many do we have to lose

Reynaldo: I think it’s kind of the same one over and over again until we become teens and they shift

Milton: Sounds logical to me

Keira has also been taking time to use the easel Kayleigh gave her and today finished her first masterpiece! Mum will be proud. Alexander is indulging in his culinary hobby again by making everyone mac and cheese. I know I don’t have hobbies installed right now but I’m going to keep playing like I do. Joey arrives home and yep, he’s experiencing burnout. Time to use a vacation day to unwind I think.

James is busy giving lessons on love to Marta and Keira when Alexander finishes cooking.

Joey: Man I feel rubbish

James: You don’t look too good son

Keira: Burnout maybe?

Joey: Please, I’m a genius. That said, I have taken tomorrow off

Alexander: Milton! Come eat!

James: It’s good he’s making a friend

Of course before everyone can be finished Hamlet jumps up and helps himself to the food.

Derick: Yo bro, how’s it

Joey: Not too shiny my man. Hoping some partying can lift my mood but my roomates have exams tomorrow

Derick: Dude I have exams tomorrow and I can still enjoy a keg

Joey: Us bro’s are built differently. Is Monica here

Derick: Monica? Probably. She always seems to be wherever I turn

Joey: You ever tap that

Derick: Na, I don’t dabble with amateurs. But why are we talking about her, come on in

Joey taps the keg but try as I might, the keg stand interaction doesn’t work

Monica: Joey, you came

Joey: Always do

Monica: *blushes* You know you have pretty eyes

Joey: I do, lashes make a difference, but let’s cut to the chase. You don’t need to flirt with me. If you want to practice to impress Derick I’m happy to help

Monica: Really? Just like that?

Joey: If the woohoo is on offer I’m happy to oblige

Joey: But you know, it’s not going to be sparkles and rainbows. Be sure you want this

Monica: I do, and make sure to give Derick a good review

Joey: About that, Tuesday really wanted to help

Monica: She did? But I’m straight

Joey: Same here but playing with more people can increase your skills

Monica: Okay but if she’s involved she has to take some cute pics to “accidentally” send Derick

Joey: I’m sure she can manage that. Shall we go upstairs

Monica: No. Not here. I want Derick to think I’m good, I don’t want him to think I’m easy

Previous Part ... Next Part

[britcision]

Honestly it’s entirely possible it was your post, but there were about 4-6 with similar sentiments that got me to the point of comment, so at least you’re not alone!

(And tbh I’d be so happy to have more of the world building sooner too so I’m also on-side with this one, the timeline I’m talking about was the release timeline cuz I had to go double check that too but I just realized that wasn’t fully clear - the VM timeline is tangentially related but not the point

I’m also pretty sure I saw someone mention Xerxus specifically should have shown up sooner so that will help you work out if it was yours)

Cuz here’s the other thing too - honestly, I think we all know Matt also agrees with you. It’s his baby, and he really is pushing as much into every episode as can fit, and if he could get more world building in, he would

But they only get 12 episodes a season, and about half an hour an episode. So yeah, it’s 3 seasons before we’re learning about this calamity that happened, but it’s only 26 episodes

That was only just one full season of a show in the 90s, but they’ve already had to rescript all of the pacing to hit season-appropriate arcs within that timeline

(RIP flying cows scene you were a filler session but I still loved you)

It seems like it might have been easy to fit one or two more lines in the way you’ve suggested, just to give a little more oomph, because that’s something they have been doing at all possible turns - although in the first two seasons, most of the extra lore info was about our main characters, and the world as it relates to them

And if you put it side by side with other animated shows like She-Ra and Centaurworld (everyone go watch Centaurworld it was amazing), you can see that this is where a pattern comes in:

Now that we’re stuck in short seasons, most shows are pushing back on any world building not directly relevant to what the characters are doing for at least the first season, if not longer

And the reason for this is something I find personally disappointing; the assumption from executives that they have to hook the new audience on characters, not the world. We all know how much streaming services like to randomly cancel past two seasons, and the way the money guys think you’ll succeed is by chonking heavily on the emotional core of character arcs and some attention getting sass

(Both areas VM excelled without effort tbh)

And it’s also important to remember that when they planned out the timeline for season one, they didn’t know they’d get season two, and season two didn’t officially have the green light on three

We know now that we’re getting four and five as well, so I don’t think it’s even remotely a coincidence that Matt yote Xerxus in as hard and as fast as he could!

When every season is having to make an independent argument for why the show should get to continue, exposition in general tends to be kept to a minimum. You don’t want the audience to feel it lags, or is slow, or anything else that might make them flip to another show

You keep it quick and punchy, and in the case of Vox Machina where they already have a very clearly defined timeline of events they want to hit, they also need to make sure they’re hitting all of the beats they want to hit, and putting the focus on the moments they want to really resonate

And for some reason people assume world building will not resonate, or will make a show seem clunky or too complicated or confusing for new watchers

I dunno how true that actually is, but it is a guiding industry standard that the cast had to bear in mind when scripting out the first seasons

Now that we have seasons four and five already lined up to go, I think we are going to see a lot more of the world building this season (and ongoing, especially if they decide to tease set ups of the Nein animated show too - like a cut-away shot of Trent when talking about Delilah’s part in the Cerberus Assembly, a flash of Nicodranas when Artagan talks about going to the prime material plane)

Due to the scale of the conversion (3-hour episodes into 30 minutes), every single line and shot is still gonna be fighting for its life, but even the new audience has now had 2 seasons to get invested in this world and the people living in it; everyone who was gonna be easily discouraged by extra world building has probably left now, and those still here clearly care about this show

And, well, we’ve now had a full season of “there are DRAGONS look how COOL these DRAGONS are, don’t you fucking love our COOL DRAGONS”, so to keep things fresh and new and delicious for the goldfish streaming service execs think we all are, they do need to be doing something different to keep that level of hype up for season three

And cool new world building and Hidden Mysteries And Secrets We Only Saw Hints Of are a pretty good way to do that

A flash in season two to get people’s attention, with the reveal in season three is a little slow and frankly, if we were still in the days of 20-ep seasons, we probably wouldn’t have had to wait that long, but it does build anticipation and curiosity, and gives the new audience time to realize that this really is a fully built out world, with aspects our characters haven’t even begun to see yet

Matt’s finally got some more freedom to push non-event-critical lore into the world and as much as I (and probably he) fully agree that we wish there’d been more sooner… well, I think season three is gonna give us a really good look at just how deep and in depth the next two seasons are gonna be 😁

One and two had to find their legs and get us through the Briarwood arc, then into the Chroma Conclave, while satisfying Amazon execs (the worst and most dangerous of all execs /j) that this show was watchable and binge-able and all those other buzzwords to make them money

It’s a shame it took until three to get us Extra Extra Lore Snacks (since Matt did feed us as much as he physically could), but I think this is gonna be our pace setter for the rest of the series, and if we’re lucky, for the Mighty Nein series too

We’ve proved there’s an audience, we’ve proved we’re interested, and if we all go feral enough we just might one day see animated ExU: Calamity, so yeah. I’m gonna be going Full Feral

Tl;dr: no one agrees more heartily that there shoulda been more lore in the first two seasons than Matthew Mercer himself, but alas we must all labour under the demands and expectations of capitalism

Still genuinely baffled by a comment I saw about Legend of Vox Machina not really dealing with the Calamity in the first 2 seasons

I can only assume it’s from someone who didn’t watch the first campaign, or wasn’t aware of the timeline, because the only thing we knew about the Calamity for most of Vox Machina’s campaign was “well shit that sounded bad, made the divine gate, got cool items tho”

The Raven Queen not being one of the original gods basically didn’t come up until it was Final Boss time, and she was the most present deity in the campaign (it was a real big deal that she threw in for VM and tbh no one appreciated it the way we will now that Downfall is out)

ExU: Calamity didn’t happen until after the first season had already aired

They. Literally couldn’t have referenced it. It didn’t exist.

And given animation schedules, and that there was only about 6 months between ExU: Calamity happening at all and the season release, the scripts were definitely already finalized by the time Brennan picked up the DM screen

They really are bringing it up at the first possible opportunity, and frankly way earlier than Vox Machina really should.

Minor timeline spoilers ahead:

We’re still in the Chroma Conclave arc, the concept of the Vestiges was still brand new and they were pretty focused on how they’d be useful against the Big Fuck Off Dragons Attacking Everything

They didn’t even go to the Hells until after Keyleth finished her DruidQuest, Scanlan didn’t even go it was a Taryon adventure

(Poor Noelle Stevenson had to come back to try and guest again a week later because they got side tracked it was amazing)

(Also anyone who enjoyed the Honey Heists and wondered where Tova came from that’s her they met her in Hell)

Matt had the concept of the Calamity prepared well in advance of the campaign even airing and the reason it didn’t come up much in campaign 1 is the same reason we didn’t get even just hefty lore drops in the first 2 seasons - never mind that they couldn’t possibly have included events from a mini campaign that hadn’t happened:

It wasn’t all that relevant

The animated show isn’t just for Critters who already know all about the world and Vox Machina and they really are squeezing as much extra juice into it for us as they can

But it’s also a starting off point for people who’ve never heard of Critical Role, and has pretty faithfully followed the campaign so far

There’s really not a good place in the Briarwood arc to stop and talk about ancient history older than the gotdang vampire, Vecna has to wait his turn

And then there’s literal dragons everywhere wrecking shop and they have 20 minutes to get through multiple 3-4 hour long episodes

Matt’s wiggling as much in there as fast as he can, pretty sure the first two seasons already had more Calamity lore than the VM campaign

But

But

Can you even imagine

Animated ExU: Calamity 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

[daenqyu]

— they walk in on their crush changing

includes: bakugou, kirishima, todoroki, midoriya, and tamaki

warnings: kinda suggestive?? swearing  

a/n: i saw multiple tiktoks about this and wanted to write something about it sooo yeah. some of them are a bit longer than others because i got carried away oops. hope you guys like it !!

( gif isn’t mine !! credits go to @orbital-audio )

bakugou katsuki:

listen, i feel like bakugou would act like he doesn’t care at all

but he’s definitely blushing and can’t look at you straight in the eye 

he just wanted to let you know that since kaminari and mina forced him to help them study, you could come too 

so he made his way to your dorm room while looking at his phone

and he doesn’t even knock so you’re quite startled

although you don’t blame him because he’s always hanging out in your room and vice versa

“hey we’re gonna have a study session later tonight, in case you wanna come” his eyes are glued to his phone as he talks, but you still feel embarrassed that he’s in the same room as you while you’re changing 

after a few seconds go by with no response from you, he finally looks up from the device

“i’m talking to you-” the breath gets knocked out of him when he sees you’re in the middle of trying on different outfits 

and apparently you were about to try a new one because you’re just in your freaking underwear 

bakugou may be a lot of things, but he is not a pervert 

so he’s quick to turn around to face the door, his eyes tightly shut even tho he can’t see anything as it is since you’re behind him

“you dumbass, don’t you know how to lock a fucking door?! is not that hard for fuck’s sake” 

you almost want to laugh at the blonde’s state

you’ve never seen him like this before so you might as well tease him about it

“didn't your parents teach you it's impolite to enter a room without knocking first?”

oh he can hear the smirk on your face and he wants nothing more than to go up to you and wipe it off himself 

but he knows you’re still in your underwear 

and while it’s true he’s a gentleman, he’s also a man

seeing his crush in her underwear will most definitely get a reaction out of him

he curls his hands into fists by his side, jaw clenching because he knows you’re probably enjoying this

“just shut up and get dressed”

“is my room, i can stay like this if i want”

“put. something. on”

his tone annoys you

who the hell is he to tell you what to do?

“and what if i don’t want to?”

you’re just buffing of course, you’ve already put on one of bakugou’s shirt that you stole from him a week ago

his patience is running out 

and he’s mad at himself because fuck, why does he have to like you so much?

if it was any other girl he couldn’t have cared less and would’ve just walked out

but it’s you, his crush

you’re so different from everyone else and it makes his blood boil because feelings are stupid and he should be focusing on becoming the number one hero, not some silly high school crush

“okay i'm dressed”

a sigh of relief escapes his lips as he turns around, but it doesn’t take long before his eyes are wide open as he takes in your figure

oh

you’re wearing his shirt

it ends just above your mid thigh and it falls around your figure loosely, obviously too big for you

bakugou can feel butterflies in his stomach at the sight 

why are you so pretty? 

“what was that you were saying when you walked in?”

you’re so calm and collected, walking around with only his shirt on 

normally he hates when people wear his clothes, but it looks so good on you he can’t even bring himself to be annoyed

“we’re having a study session tonight,” his voice is low and he fixes his gaze on the wall behind you. “and you can come too, if you want to that is”

“wait that’s a great idea, i’ve been falling behind on english recently”

he nods and you frown at his actions 

sure bakugou can be quiet, when he’s not mad, but he looks  rather…shy?

you smirk once again, knowing what this is all about

“don’t tell me the bakugou katsuki has never seen a girl naked before?”

“the fuck are you talking about?”

“well is either that or you like me because why else would you be so red right now?”

he groans when you say that

anyways he uhhh got tired of you not getting all the hints he’s been dropping and just straight up corners you against the wall

your heart is about to burst out of your chest at the close proximity and the feeling only intensifies when he smirks

he leans down, lips merely inches away from your own

“seeing as you’re not pushing me away right now, i say you like me too, dumbass”

well he’s not wrong soooo

you end up kissing after that✨

( gif isn’t mine !! credits go to its rightful owner )

kirishima eijirou:

oh boy, this poor baby

he would be the type to apologize around 100 times and even when you told him it was fine and that you didn’t care, he would still feel guilty

ok so what happened was you were getting ready for your date with kirishima

because yes, he finally asked you out and you couldn’t be happier with life at the moment

and he wanted to know how much longer you were gonna take since he was already done

but you wouldn’t answer his texts

spoiler alert: you were just showering but he was too impatient and also he just wanted to see you again hehe he’s so cute

anyways,,

he makes his way to your room and knocks on the door 

it’s more of like a warning because he doesn’t even wait for a response, he just barges in

you had gotten out of the shower like 3 minutes ago and were in the process of drying your hair in the middle of the room, your back facing kirishima 

“hey y/n how much longer do you think- shit!”

his voice scares you, but you don’t move because you know it’ll be worse if you do 

so you stay frozen in your place

kirishima notices the droplets of water falling from your hair and down your spine before slowly falling down the curves of your-

he flushes completely, his face now matching his dyed hair perfectly, and he turns around with both of his hands covering his eyes

“i’m so so so sorry! that was so unmanly of me. i should’ve just waited until you texted me, but i missed you and wanted to see you so i came over and didn’t wait for an answer and then i saw you and oh god you’re naked and-”

“kirishima,”

he shuts up when he hears your soft voice calling his name

“yeah?”

“calm down”

after that he just stays quiet, trying to calm the erratic beating of his heart and not let his imagination run wild

you should be the one that’s flustered because your best friend and crush just saw your bare ass

but if anything, kirishima’s the one who feels like he’s about to faint from seeing so much skin

he thinks it’s really unmanly of him to see you naked without your consent so he’s on the brink of an existential crisis

meanwhile, as kirishima rethinks all of his life choices, you finish drying your hair and continue to put on your outfit, knowing kirishima wouldn’t turn around any time soon

he’s still facing away from you even when you’ve finished dressing up

you giggle, thinking about how cute he is before tapping his shoulder 

“you can look now, kiri”

even with your permission, he’s still hesitant about his movements

he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything so that’s why he genuinely doesn’t know what to do

kirishima turns around slowly, eyes now focused on the floor

“i’m really sorry about that, y/n. i didn’t mean to i swear and i’m sorry if i made you uncomfortable but-”

“kiri, i’m not mad at you”

“you’re not?”

“of course not, i know it was an accident”

well thank god because he wouldn’t forgive himself if he made you upset 

“besides, you were eventually gonna see me naked”

it was a joke

supposed to be

but kirishima whips his head your way and his eyes almost pop out of their sockets 

a part of him is shy sure, but the other part wants to run laps after hearing you say that

“well yeah but that’s different…” he scratches the back of his neck nervously and your heart swells for the boy in front of you

he really is so sweet

he just wants you to be completely comfortable around him

how could you not be in love with him? 

“how about we forget this ever happened, i finish getting ready, and then we go on our date? hm?”

he nods eagerly after hearing you say that, if you’re happy then he’s absolutely content 

you smile at him before standing up on your tip toes and leaving a chaste kiss against his cheek

of course he blushes again

he’ll never get tired of your cuteness 

or you in general

but this time he’s more confident when he pulls you to his chest in a tight hug

“the view was really nice by the way”

“kirishima!”

“what? i'm just saying you should be proud”

“you’re so stupid”

“stupidly in love with you that is”

he’s got a dumb smile on his face after he says that

and it only widens when you take his hand in yours to sit him down on your bed 

yup, he’s head over heels for you

( gif isn’t mine !! credits go to its rightful owner )

todoroki shouto:

out of the five of them, he’d DEFINITELY be the most chill about it

sure, he’d still feel embarrassed and what not

but he wouldn’t make such a big deal about it

simply because he doesn’t want to make things awkward between you two

so he decides it’s best if he just keeps acting like he normally would

you texted him to come over so you could watch some movies together 

and he had some homework to do but it’s not like he was gonna pass up on the opportunity of spending quality time with you 

unlike the other first years,

todoroki actually knocks and waits for your response

because he has manners, period.

“come on in!”

you said it was okay to come in

so why the hell are you in the middle of changing shirts?????

he wastes no time in closing his eyes

refusing to keep looking at you when you probably don’t even know he’s watching

“um y/n?”

“yes?”

“what are you doing?”

“i’m changing, isn’t it obvious?” your chuckle makes his cheeks heat up 

was this amusing to you?

because he was seconds away from having a heart attack 

however he doesn’t show it

instead, he just continues to keep his eyes closed while trying to think about literally anything else except your bare skin

key word: trying

because he can’t seem to get the image of your clothed breasts out of his mind and he thinks he’s about to go insane 

he also scolds himself because a gentleman shouldnt do that 

but you don’t seem to care at all and that confuses him so much (???

“why do you have your eyes closed?”

“are you done changing”

“yeah”

when he opens his eyes again you’re sitting down on your bed, laptop placed in front of you as you scroll down on netflix

now fully dressed

he lets out a sigh of relief before clearing his throat and sitting down next to you

and he thinks he’s being slick and smooth

but he’s not

he’s actually almost completely stiff 

and when you subconsciously brush your knee against his, he flinches

you frown at his reaction

“are you okay?”

“yeah, why do you ask?”

“because you’re acting weird”

“am not”

“you are”

the banter goes on for a while until you finally figure it out

the way his eyes occasionally look down on your chest only to quickly look away with a blush on his cheeks it's what gives him away

“wait, are you embarrassed just because you saw my boobs?”

cue todoroki wanting to get the hell out of your room

“i’m not embarrassed” 

“your blush says otherwise, todoroki”

he doesn’t know what to say afterwards so he just sits there with a pout on his pretty lips and his eyebrows furrowed

he’s so shy and cute🥺

“if you want to, you can take your shirt off so we’ll be tied”

your tone is teasing as you continue to scroll on your computer, not really giving much thought to what you said

except you forgot todoroki takes everything quite literally

the grin falls from your lips as soon as you see todoroki, indeed, taking off his shirt 

“w-what are you doing?!”

“you said we need to be tied”

“todoroki, that was a joke!”

the roles have been reversed because now you're the one who’s all flustered and looking away from him

he blinks once, then twice before smiling at you

“now who’s being shy?”

“i- shut up and watch the movie”

( gif isn’t mine !! credits go to its rightful owner )

midoriya izuku:

he would die

not literally duh

but he’d want to disappear right then and there

you know that one scene where hatsume is pressed up against him and he blushes a shit ton and is just like “b-b-boobs”?

well yeah he’s like that

except he can barely talk because of how embarrassed he is 

he’d also, like kirishima, apologize a lot

he literally just feels like he committed a crime

and you’re like “midoriya, it’s not that deep”

but he’s just upset with himself 

you had told him earlier that you needed some help with your homework

and since he’s such a wonderful friend, he didn’t hesitate to tell you that he’d be more than happy to help

so now he’s happily walking to your room because he loves study dates with you

even tho they’re not dates at all

but still

he loves them

especially whenever you get a question right and you just look up at him with big puppy eyes, waiting for him to praise you

and he does

because you deserve it

you work so hard and he admires you for that

ok BAcK to the point,,,

(i’m sorry i just love this man so much, he makes me so soft)

here’s the deal

midoriya knocks on your door right?

but you don’t hear it because you’re blasting music on your speaker while singing your heart out

so he lets himself in

tho he wants to run back out when he sees your naked back is facing him

you’re changing; that’s the first thing he notices 

the second thing he notices is that you’re standing in front of a mirror

and you’re not wearing a bra

he yelps before turning around and you jump because you hadn’t noticed him 

“izuku? what are you-”

“i’m so sorry y/n! i didn’t mean to invade your privacy like this a-and i didn’t know you were changing and so i opened the door and then i saw you and oh god you’re not wearing a shirt which isn’t bad you know, i m-mean i'm not saying you look bad because ha believe me you don’t but-”

“oh my god dude, would you relax?”

you laugh as you finish putting on your hoodie 

he frowns, you’re laughing? in a situation like this?! are you okay???

“again, i’m sorry and it’s okay if you want me to go because it’s weird and i don’t want you to feel uncomfortable because of me so-”

“ok izuku, first of all stop talking,” he quickly shuts his mouth, still facing the closed door so you don’t see his tomato-like cheeks. “second, turn around,” you place your hands on his shoulders to make him look at you and he tenses at the touch, but turns around anyways 

you offer him a kind smile, the one that makes him fall harder for you everyday and that’s enough to ease his nerves a bit

“third, quit freaking out. it’s not like i’m gonna kill you or anything”

“b-but how are you so...calm?”

“uhh because i don’t really care?” 

he doesn’t know why, but his heart hurts a little after hearing you say that

is not like he expects you to actually reciprocate his feelings but,,

he didn’t have an effect on you whatsoever? not even a little bit?

“and besides, it’s you so i don’t mind”

“what do you mean?”

you shrug, smirking at the green haired boy, “well you like me, right?”

he almost stops breathing 

maybe he did for a few seconds

he looks at you, a mix of emotions flashing through his expression 

is he relieved? is he scared? is he happy?

he doesn’t  k n o w

neverthless, he nods shyly, looking away from your captivating gaze

“and i like you so it’s okay”

midoriya.exe has stopped working

someone PLEASE calm this boy down

he’s about to explode from feeling so much happiness 

“you do?!”

“of course” you smile at him one last time, before interlacing your fingers with his and sitting down on the rug next to your bed so you can study 

or maybe you got a little carried away and ended up cuddling all evening while eating ramen

but that’s besides the point

( gif isn’t mine !! credits go to its rightful owner )

tamaki amajiki:

sweet little baby

he faints :D

no but seriously

he does.

are we surprised? 

nope, not at all

he can’t look at you for more than 5 seconds without getting nervous as it is,

but after he saw you half naked?!

yeah no, that’s too much for tamaki

his body shuts down because he cannot handle it

nejire told him to go check up on you because you seemed off at school

which tamaki also noticed because he’s very observant with people (especially you) but he preferred to not say anything 

of course his first response to nejire is straight up: no

he’s too shy 

and he’s scared because what if you get mad at him? or tell him to go away?

he thinks it’s better to give you your space and if you want to talk to him, then he’s more than ready to listen

but nejire wouldn’t shut up about it

then mirio butted in too and they were just whining a lot and he got tired of hearing them talk

now here he is, standing in front of your room with a shaky hand hovering against the wooden door

much like todoroki, he knocks and patiently waits for a response 

which he receives quickly 

“who is it?”

“tamaki”

“ahh tama, let yourself in!”

he blushes at the nickname and finally opens the door

he’s about to go sit on your desk chair or something 

but then he sees you

you’re only in your underwear, struggling to put on a hoodie 

and then you jump to try and get it on

and that makes it worse because you’re wearing a  b r a 

long story short,

he falls to the floor :D

the big ‘thud’ startles you and even more so when you see tamaki’s unconscious body on the floor

“shit, tama are you okay?”

it takes him a good 5 minutes to open his eyes again 

he feels a cold towel pressed up against his forehead and he frowns at the feeling

when he turns his head around, he notices that he’s laying down on your bed

but you're nowhere to be seen 

“thank god you’re awake” 

your voice comes from behind him and that’s when he realizes he’s not only laying down on your bed, but also on your lap

“you really worried me!”

cue him blushing like there’s no tomorrow and stuttering 

“s-sorry. i was just s-surprised to see you c-changing and i’m sorry i didn’t tell you i was coming b-beforehand”

you shake your head, “that’s okay tama, i’m not mad at you”

he just nods because he’s afraid he’ll say something dumb if he talks

you brush your fingers through his indigo hair and he swears he can feel himself falling more in love with you in that precise moment 

you smile down at him

“what did you come here for anyway? not that i mind, but you know”

“nejire told me y-you seemed down today s-so i came to check up on you”

butterflies flutter in your stomach at his sweet words

“aww you’re so sweet, but i’m okay. i was just feeling sad”

he sits up to look at you better and he doesn’t miss the way you pout when his hair is no longer in between your fingers 

which makes his heart speed up 

“are you okay?”

his question is so genuine and he seems so concerned, it makes you want to keep him in your pocket forever

“i am now” 

he smiles at your response, happy that you feel better

“i’m glad”

“now come here, i wanna play with your hair”

and who is he to deny such request?

[moody4world]

Conflicted

A/N(?): i am !!NOT!! a writer, everything i write and post is simply for fun and not to be taken seriously

A/N: i got this idea since i first listened to Melt by Kehlani which was months ago, i didnt know how to write or who to request it to so i held onto it but now it’s finally a written fic!!!

This is for my queer girlies <3

reader x urban, previous reader x kehlani

This is my first angst ever so please go easy on me💀

Your relationship with Urban is pretty new. The two of you started talking not too long after you had dealt with what you still called ‘your worst heartbreak ever’. Urban was aware that you just got out of a two year long relationship and he was very patient with your emotions.

He never rushed you and made sure that you were always comfortable with the pace you two were moving at.

He was really into you from the very beginning and to avoid anything going wrong, he decided to simply sit back and let you lead the ship. About two months into the talking stage things started getting more and more serious between the two of you. You would stay over at his place and he would stay over at yours, you guys would go on little dates here and there and you even met his friends and family. Urban had met your sisters and cousins but had yet to meet your parents because they lived in a different state.

The topic of your previous relationship had always been a sensitive one, Urban knew this which is why he avoided the subject just as much as you. The only thing he knew was that your ex partner was a woman and that it was the longest relationship you’ve had.

“Baby i’m joining Jack at the studio today do you wanna come with?” It wasn’t a rare occurrence that Urban would ask you to join them at the studio but it was rare that you would say yes.

You just felt like his time at the studio with Jack and his friends was his ‘me time’ and didn’t want to take that from him. However, you had nothing planned today and decided to hang out with them at the studio. You and Urb arrived at the studio at the same time as Jack who happened to be accompanied by dj drama.

What you didn’t expect is to run into your ex when you all walked through the door of the building. You could feel your heartbeat speed up and your thoughts were running faster than your brain could process, trying to think of how to handle the situation.

“I heard you have an album on the way” Jack said to Kehlani, to which she replied “I do i do i’m so excited for it i can’t wait for everyone to listen to it cause we actually just added some finishing touches and its good to go.” You didn’t know if you should feel relieved that she acted like the two of you were strangers or if you should be upset. You began to overthink more and more until Jacks voice interrupted your chaotic train of thought “That’s whats up, we’re actually working on my new album too right now so i definitely feel your excitement, got some pretty legendary features coming too “ “I cant wait to hear what you put out, i have a really special one on the album, i mean all these songs are special to me but there’s one i wrote for my last girl so i hope she listens to it.” well

“Damn you got some romantic shit on yours meanwhile i got a song named side piece” They all laughed at Jacks remark but you were still stuck on what Keh had said. She wrote a song for you…. not that she hasn’t done that before i mean..you did date for two wonderful years. But this time it was different. This time you hadn’t been peeking over her shoulder while she wrote the lovely words about your smile and how you touch her.

Was it going to be a happy song? a sad song? Urban noticed that you seemed distracted during the whole studio session. You would miss every joke because of how consumed you were by your thoughts.

On the way to drop you off you asked Urban if he would like to stay over. He felt relieved that even though you clearly weren’t in the best headspace you still wanted him close. He felt like it was an improvement from how you would usually shut him out when something was bothering you at the beginning of your relationship.

The two of you smoked and watched some of your favorite shows and cuddled all through the night. In the morning you felt much better but yesterday’s situation was still in the back of your mind.

As the days passed you slowly forgot all about it. Urban had been the sweetest boyfriend you could ever ask for. He was supportive of your model career and even helped you take your new digitals for a new agency you recently got signed to. A few weeks have gone by and the closer it got to Kehlani’s album release date, the more you kept seeing it everywhere. Instagram, Twitter, you name it.

It was 4 in the morning but you were laid in bed wide awake not being able to fall asleep. You were anxious to listen to Kehs new album but Urbans arm was around your waist while he was spooning you. His soft snores and occasional sleepy mumbling filled your ears as you gently caressed the hair on his arm.

By 6am you managed to fall back asleep until 8:30. Urb had to get up and get ready to go to work with Jack and you decided to get up as well. “Okay baby i’m gonna head out so i’m not too late, you know how mister tumnus gets” he says to you with a goofy smile on his face causing you to laugh as well. Urban stood at the foot of the bed just admiring you, sitting against the head of the bed covered up in the white blankets. He couldn’t believe he had such a beautiful soul to call his, your beauty was something he’d never get over. No matter how crazy your hair looked every morning. Pillow marks on your chubby cheeks and all.

“Stop staring at me you creep, you’re gonna end up late” you say to him half jokingly. His stare would always make your cheeks feel warm and made it hard for you to hold back a flustered smile. “Can i get a kiss before i go?” you pretended to think about your answer before giving into him, you could never say no to a kiss from him. I mean come on…do you see those lips?!

“Hmmmm, you don’t gotta ask twice” you had crawled to the end of the bed and stood on your knees so the two of you were now face to face.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and he wrapped his around your waist bringing you into what was meant to be a simple peck but slowly became more. His kisses were soft and felt like a warm hug.

Urban pulled back against his will. Because he knew that if he didn’t stop himself, he would either end up late or not leave your house at all. “You’ll come pick me up for lunch?” “Yeah hopefully the interview wont take too long, be ready when i get here okay?” “Okay baby, don’t forget your keys” you say to him when he’s halfway out the bedroom door and he sticks out a thumbs up through the door so you know he heard your reminder.

You got up and took a shower and decided to do some cleaning around the house. After you officially had nothing left to do you put on a random tv show. As soon as you opened your instagram you remembered that Kehs album had dropped. You had been so distracted by Urbans love and affection that it had left your mind almost completely.

You nervously went onto spotify searching up the album. Her music was always a good feeling to you, you always associated it with happiness so this new feeling of nervousness didn’t feel good in the slightest. You scrolled through the first songs and went straight to the one she had mentioned to Jack but indirectly at you too a few weeks ago. The title of the song was ‘melt’, you put the tv on mute and played the song.

I can't tell where your hair ends and mine begins

If I ain't have all these tattoos, I would think that it's your skin

If I move too quick past you, I would think it's my reflection

Being this close isn't close enough

You could tell every time we touch, every time we, oh

The first verse was already hard to deal with, you could feel your heartbeat speed up the tiniest bit and your eyes were starting to feel teary. And then came the pre chorus.

Wish I could build me a cute apartment

One-bedroom right where your heart is

Inch of space feels broken-hearted

Across the bed feels way too far and

I wonder when they see just one, do they see us two?

Ooh, oh

The lyrics had felt like a punch to the gut. No matter how much you tried you couldn’t hold back your tears. The longer you listened to the lyrics the harder you began to cry. You loved Kehlani with all your heart. The two years you two were together was the best years of your life, she was the best partner you had ever had in more ways than one. The breakup had been a mutual decision simply because you both wanted different things out of life. It hurt more than you could ever describe to someone.

Hearing her beautiful voice with such sentimental lyrics towards you threw your emotions for a loop. You thought that you had been over the situation and had all your focus on Urban and your new relationship but now you felt like you were wrong. Were you still in love with Keh? Do you really love Urban as much as you say you do? Had you been using him this whole time just to get over Keh?

You were so deep into your thoughts that you hadn’t heard Urban come in. Urb was alarmed when he was met with you crying your eyes out to Kehlani’s new album. He walked over to you lowkey wanting to laugh thinking it was just you being emotional. His smile dropped once you looked up at him. He knew that face…this wasn’t just you being emotional to a sad song.

He had so many questions, but you were so hysterical that he couldn’t even get one out. All he could do was hold you as you sobbed into his shoulder.

You definitely had some explaining to do….

part2

A/N: PLEASE LEAVE A FEEDBACK, if yall would like a part 2 lmk<3

[angelamajiki]

PARINGS: Shouta Aizawa x Reader

CW: yandere, stalking, rape/noncon, pain kink, pain play, mild scent kink, home invasion, gags, restraints, virginity kink, scumbag aizawa, pet play, humiliation, cum stuffing, fingerings, snowballing, voice kink

SYNOPSIS: You have been calling the same phone sex operator for months, creating stalker and CNC fantasies. What happens when he rings true to his words?

AN: this is very dark, be warned! just had to make a fic out of the little idea I had <3

It’s always you who requests him. He can tell you're a virgin, the way your voice wavers when you feel like responding to him. Sometimes you don’t, letting your breathy moans do the talking for you.

“Good little girl.”

“Getting off to a phone call from your stalker? What a whore.”

“Cum for me, pretty girl.”

”Do you like that, pretty little kitty?”

He never had a knack for giving nicknames, but he had to make it known that he remembers you. Remembers that voice. Hopefully, he’ll be able to remember your body one day.

Tracking you down was easy enough; you didn't bother to block your number and public records was just calling his name. God did he love untouched girls like yourself. So wet and pliant, so easily manipulated, so naive to believe everyone had good intentions.

Cameras were placed around your house so he could watch you when he couldn't hear you. If it was a stalker you wanted, he was going to give it to you.

You called often and asked for him always—such an obedient girl. The live feed from your bedroom streamed in front of him whenever you rang, but he was tired of playing games this week.

“Just look at the way you’re kneading yourself; you like to tease yourself. Don't you, kitty?”

Your breath hitched, but he knew it wasn't from pleasure. Looking around, he chuckled at your confused expression.

“You got a real cute face, you know that kitty? I can't wait to fuck it one day.”

Be rational, you told yourself. Its all part of the fantasy, right? He can’t actually see you.

“That’s a cute bed spread you got there, I didn’t take you for the type who liked lilies. You always keep roses in your kitchen vase.”

Okay, he was definitely listening to you now.

“Say, you live on 14th Street, don't you? Why don't I come down and give you an in person session?”

“What do you say, kitty? Or should I just break in like I always tell you I would?”

The phone hung up after that comment. Sure, you were up to the fantasy of being stalked and raped; that’s why you called him. It was too embarrassing to tell a partner your fantasies, not like you had one. Or roommates for that matter.

His voice is what soothed you after a hard day, but now it kept ringing in your ears. Listening to his breathy chuckles sent shivers down your spine, but you never expected to feel them there.

Three raps came from your bedroom door before it opened. You were buried in your sheets, hopelessly, desperately attempting to be asleep. Like that would stop him.

“I know you're awake.”

An “ah” of realization came from him.

“Unless you sleeping peacefully is part of the fantasy. This is new, but I can indulge you in that kitty.”

The bed dipped and creaked with his weight, fear sinking into your heart further as a hand smoothed itself over your shoulders.

“So tense.” He tutted. “I’ve got something that can help you relax.”

His tongue lapped at the outer shell of your ear; arm slung over your blanketed body.

“Such a naughty girl. Tell me, how many times did you get off to the sound of my voice telling you I was going to take your virginity by force.”

A hand snaked its way up to your throat, squeezing gently enough not to cause pain but enough to cut off part of your air.

“Tell me you want me to rape you, here and now. Or I’ll take you out to the alley and make a display of it.”

His voice barely reached above of a whisper the entire time, the same soft sound he used over the phone. Hot breaths tickled your ear and neck as you squirmed, gasping at straws for air.

“I promise to be gentle; I know you like a tender man who takes what he wants.”

Your throat restricted even more under the hand to the point where you felt light-headed.

“Please!” You gasped, using your nails to scratch at his wrapped fingers. The pressure withdrew.

“Please what, kitty? C’mon, you can do it.”

“P-Please rape me.”

A sharp laugh came from behind you.

“Is that any way to address me? I thought we were using special nicknames here.”

He let you have your moment, apparently amused to see you choke for air as he stroked your back.

“Please rape me...sir.”

“Atta girl.”

The hand made its way back to your throat, only resting there as the thumb stroked over your tender flesh. The other one snuck under the blanket and groped at your chest.

“You're a virgin, aren't you, kitty? Don't worry; your owner is going to talk you through it. Nice and slow so you feel everything I'm giving you.”

Fingers wiggled their way under your bra and began pinching at your nipples, tugging and pulling at the hardening nubs.

“Stop squirming, or I’ll have to tie you up. You'll get your treat soon enough, kitty.”

You yelped after a particularly rough tug, tears springing in your eyes. His one hand managed to rip your bra apart, giving better access to his perverted fingers.

“I know you like it, the way I knead your pretty little breasts. Come, take your clothes off. I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”

Everything came off before he instructed you to stand at the edge of the bed for him. He circled you like a predator, making inspections.

“I have to make sure my kitty is well-groomed and taking care of herself.”

The weight of his hot breath on your skin weighed down on you, pulling you further under his spell. He lifted your arms and smelled your scent.

“Lavender deodorant? What a shame; I wished I could have smelled your natural musk.”

Humiliation flushed your face hot. Disgusting pervert, it seemed he was into everything as long as it wasn't consensual.

“Sit down on the bed, legs spread.”

The baritone of his voice shook you to your core, but not in the pleasurable way you're used to.

“Don't make me ask twice, pet.”

His command was hard to ignore after following them for such a long time; it was practically instinctual to do as you were told. Shaking legs spread as you turned your head to the side. Another tut rolled off his tongue as he gripped your cheeks with one hand.

“Don't turn away from me. I want to see the look in yours when I take you and make you mine.”

You hadn't even realized before that he had brought a bag with him. From it, he took a bar spreader, rope, and a spider gag, all of which he put on you. The gag made your mouth uncomfortably wide, leaving nothing to his imagination.

Rough fingers pull you tongue from your mouth, his own coming down to lick at before spitting down the back of your throat.

“Swallow.”

You did.

“Good kitty.”

The name didn't comfort you anymore. Nothing about him comforted you anymore. Not his voice, not his nickname, and certainly not his breath, which you felt like was burning all over your body.

“I’m going to be nice and leave your throat alone today. However, if I give you a treat, you will swallow it. Do I make myself clear?”

You nodded, terrified at the notion that he intended to come back after tonight. Crouching down in front of you, he inspected your wet pussy before spitting on it as well. Gingerly moving your lips, he circled your tight hole and stood up.

“That should do.”

Watching him undress himself seemed to make time move slower, knowing that he was about to take your virginity within minutes. His hard cock sprung out from his boxers and hit his happy trail, bobbing slightly against his abs. Not only was this man toned, but he was also huge.

“In we go, kitty.”

Not even taking the courtesy to gather some slick from you, he pushed in, taking his sweet time as he locked eyes with you. He went agonizing slow, grinning as you wailed in pain.

“Hurts, doesn't it? Let's see how painful we can make this.”

You were hardly prepped, only having wetness left behind from your previous phone call. It stung, and it stung bad. Your eyes wept as you looked up at him with a pleading gaze, hoping he would take mercy on you. He did no such thing, pinching your clit between his fingers and rolling it with intense pressure. Moaning, he watched as you convulsed and twitched in pain beneath him.

“Being such a good girl for me, kitty.”

Another glob of spit landed in the back of your throat, making you gasp and choke on your sobs. He loved that you were an ugly, messy crier. It only served to make his dick harder.

Once he bottomed out, he stayed there for a while, letting you feel the fullness of his thick cock.

“The name’s Shouta, by the way. I'm sure you must have been curious.”

He spoke so casually, so calmly. It made you furious how collected he was while you were a whimpering, sniffling mess.

“Don't worry; we’ll have all the time in the world once we’re done to get to know me.”

Goddamn, that voice. That hypnotizing, nauseating voice. It's the reason you're stuck here underneath a fucking phone sex operator that turned out to be your stalker. What a mess.

A tap to the temple pulled you back to the present.

“Keep your focus here, kitty.”

Hips drew back and snapped into you, not letting you take a moment to adjust as he set a brutal speed.

Oh, how you wished you could leave your body, but if anything, your senses were all the more enhanced, taking in every last drop of your surroundings. The sounds of the bed creaking under his pounding, his grunts and breaths, the skin slapping against skin, your own cries of misery. The feeling of his breath, how your once silk sheets now felt like sandpaper across your skin, the metal of your binds, and the burn of your rope. Everything and nothing all at once.

The minutes seemed to draw themselves out into hours as he continued his assault. He, or Shouta, you supposed, wasn't lasting very long. It didn't suit him; he seemed like a man of stamina. Maybe it was because he played out a sick fantasy of his that made him cum in minutes.

Unprotected, he came deep inside you before sliding out, giving your pussy a slap as he made his exit.

“Such a tight little kitty you've got there.”

Fingers at the ready, he stuffed his cum back inside you, toying with your clit all the while. He was quick to make you cum, making you see stars at the intensity of your orgasm.

“Don’t worry; I'll make you cum on my cock next time. I have plenty of games planned for us when I take you home.”

Pulling his fingers out, he pushed them down your throat to clean them before getting up and dressed again. He left you there, tied up and gone without a word.

In reality, he was just getting his car ready for you, but who was he to deny himself the pleasure of seeing your panicked face when he came back?

You were going to make a fine pet for him.