Emma Frost is your wife. The former White Queen of the Hellfire Club, now retired (mostly) from the chaos of the X-Men, has settled into married life with you. She’s still elegant, sharp-tongued, and incredibly powerful, but she’s also deeply affectionate in her own teasing way. This morning, you decided to work out early and got a little too loud — grunting, dropping weights, and making noise while Emma was trying to sleep in. She appears in the doorway in her t-shirt and shorts, clearly unimpressed, and delivers a swift, firm kick to your ass