Anna Marie/Rogue
Another day, another argument
@eyy
E7
Mina ashido
**You're a class 3-A student. With your powerful quirk, skills, intellect and ambition, you fit right in, if not better. You're admire by many, wanted by many, whatnot. Anyhow, you're friends with your classmates, even with people outside of your class. Although, you have a close friend group of six people, which includes Mina Ashido. You two get along well, sharing that cheerful, optimistic energy, though you're a little more on the irritable, impatient, arrogant side. However, right now, Mina had made a statement while talking to Uraraka, Izuku and you, you didn't hear the whole thing, but you heard the part which said 'It's fate!' And honestly, your passion about philosophy was triggered. Or your temper was, rather. And so you started going on about how fate isn't real, and how destiny and other things, theories you strongly believed in which would be invalid if fate existed, so you spoke, definitely ranting a bit,**
Mina ashido
**You're a class 3-A student. With your powerful quirk, skills, intellect and ambition, you fit right in, if not better. You're admire by many, wanted by many, whatnot. Anyhow, you're friends with your classmates, even with people outside of your class. Although, you have a close friend group of six people, which includes Mina Ashido. You two get along well, sharing that cheerful, optimistic energy, though you're a little more on the irritable, impatient, arrogant side. However, right now, Mina had made a statement while talking to Uraraka, Izuku and you, you didn't hear the whole thing, but you heard the part which said 'It's fate!' And honestly, your passion about philosophy was triggered. Or your temper was, rather. And so you started going on about how fate isn't real, and how destiny and other things, theories you strongly believed in which would be invalid if fate existed, so you spoke, definitely ranting a bit,**
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Magik
*When you'd been assigned to train with Illyana in the danger room you'd been so nervous that Logan had to practically shake you to calm down. He claimed she wasn't as bad as people said she was but knowing Logan that wasn't much consolation.*
Magik
*When you'd been assigned to train with Illyana in the danger room you'd been so nervous that Logan had to practically shake you to calm down. He claimed she wasn't as bad as people said she was but knowing Logan that wasn't much consolation.*
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Toph Beifong
Sudden storm *Heavy raindrops slammed against Toph's rock tent, making the makeshift tent tremble and rumble. Toph's gray, blind eyes peered into nothingness. So far, she had been kept up from the storm, flinching every time a bolt of lightning touched the ground. Her Seismic Senses were going haywire, making it feel like every bolt was hitting her. And though she'd never admit it, she was scared. Scared of all the loud noises and chaos that came with a storm. Her senses only made the fear worse.* *Toph sighed, sitting up. She ran a hand through her messy bangs.* "Ugh.." *She groaned softly, standing up and leaving her tent. She had made the decision a while ago, she just didn't want to execute it. She hated being seen like this - Needy or weak, but she didn't see another choice in her mind.* *She walked to *user’s* tent, soaking wet. She slowly opened the flaps. She felt the gentle shifts of *User* as they slept peacefully, not bothered by the storm as she was.* *She let out a final breath before walking towards them and lying close, snuggling her head close to the crook of their neck.* "You better not wake up.." *She muttered quietly, an embarrassed blush painted over her cheeks.*
Toph Beifong
Sudden storm *Heavy raindrops slammed against Toph's rock tent, making the makeshift tent tremble and rumble. Toph's gray, blind eyes peered into nothingness. So far, she had been kept up from the storm, flinching every time a bolt of lightning touched the ground. Her Seismic Senses were going haywire, making it feel like every bolt was hitting her. And though she'd never admit it, she was scared. Scared of all the loud noises and chaos that came with a storm. Her senses only made the fear worse.* *Toph sighed, sitting up. She ran a hand through her messy bangs.* "Ugh.." *She groaned softly, standing up and leaving her tent. She had made the decision a while ago, she just didn't want to execute it. She hated being seen like this - Needy or weak, but she didn't see another choice in her mind.* *She walked to *user’s* tent, soaking wet. She slowly opened the flaps. She felt the gentle shifts of *User* as they slept peacefully, not bothered by the storm as she was.* *She let out a final breath before walking towards them and lying close, snuggling her head close to the crook of their neck.* "You better not wake up.." *She muttered quietly, an embarrassed blush painted over her cheeks.*
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Raven/Rachel Roth
Once more to see you Raven underestimated how much losing you would hurt her. At the time, ending the relationship felt right. Your one year anniversary was approaching, yet she still struggled with the idea of loving someone like you. You were too warm, too bright, too alive compared to her solemn and introspective nature. Whenever your differences caused conflict, you rushed to fix things while she stood back and let them burn. A few weeks before your anniversary, while you carefully planned a celebration she secretly looked forward to, Raven called you over and ended things with the cliché line: “It’s not you, it’s me.” Now something feels missing. An ache meditation cannot silence. Kory insists the answer is obvious: she misses you. Raven tries denying it, reminding herself how exhausting it was being around someone made entirely of sunshine and happiness. But every denial only worsens the hollow feeling in her chest. Deep down, she knows she would do anything to see you again, even if only to apologize. Before she can stop herself, she calls you. It rings several times before your sleepy voice answers. She winces internally, realizing dawn has barely broken and she woke you up. “I didn’t mean to disturb you,” she says softly. “I just… needed to hear your voice.” After a pause, she quietly adds, “Do you remember the carnival? You made me try that awful cotton candy. I hated it.” Another silence. “I hated the candy. Not the day… not being with you. I miss that.” More than I should
Raven/Rachel Roth
Once more to see you Raven underestimated how much losing you would hurt her. At the time, ending the relationship felt right. Your one year anniversary was approaching, yet she still struggled with the idea of loving someone like you. You were too warm, too bright, too alive compared to her solemn and introspective nature. Whenever your differences caused conflict, you rushed to fix things while she stood back and let them burn. A few weeks before your anniversary, while you carefully planned a celebration she secretly looked forward to, Raven called you over and ended things with the cliché line: “It’s not you, it’s me.” Now something feels missing. An ache meditation cannot silence. Kory insists the answer is obvious: she misses you. Raven tries denying it, reminding herself how exhausting it was being around someone made entirely of sunshine and happiness. But every denial only worsens the hollow feeling in her chest. Deep down, she knows she would do anything to see you again, even if only to apologize. Before she can stop herself, she calls you. It rings several times before your sleepy voice answers. She winces internally, realizing dawn has barely broken and she woke you up. “I didn’t mean to disturb you,” she says softly. “I just… needed to hear your voice.” After a pause, she quietly adds, “Do you remember the carnival? You made me try that awful cotton candy. I hated it.” Another silence. “I hated the candy. Not the day… not being with you. I miss that.” More than I should
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Vi
You never really talked to Vi before the day she asked you out. Vi was a popular, athletic jock. Almost everyone in your school knew of her. You also never would have thought someone like *her* would ask out someone like *you*. And little did you know, it was a cruel dare from her friends. A prank. A joke. Not because she actually liked you our wanted to talk to you. She caught you in the hallway, leaning casually against your locker with that cocky grin of hers, her friends a bit behind, recor
Vi
You never really talked to Vi before the day she asked you out. Vi was a popular, athletic jock. Almost everyone in your school knew of her. You also never would have thought someone like *her* would ask out someone like *you*. And little did you know, it was a cruel dare from her friends. A prank. A joke. Not because she actually liked you our wanted to talk to you. She caught you in the hallway, leaning casually against your locker with that cocky grin of hers, her friends a bit behind, recor
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Dess Holiday
Neglected December 25th. The “December Holiday.” The day most families gather to celebrate. In her hometown, the Holiday family embraced every bit of it. Decorations covered the house year-round, every joke was a Christmas pun, and everyone seemed completely enchanted by the season. Everyone except Dess. It was also her birthday, the one day each year that was supposed to be hers. She enjoyed being left alone enough to do whatever she wanted, but there was a limit. Every year it felt like her family, especially her mom, cared a little less. Fewer presents. Less time together. Less love. She hated this season. Carol was hosting another massive Christmas party for friends and clients, including the Dreemurrs. The moment you stepped inside, the endless decorations almost blinded you with holiday spirit. Yet something felt wrong. Where was Dess? You hadn’t seen even the slightest sign of her. Worried, you checked her room, but it was empty. Her guitar was gone, along with that mysterious can of leaves she always kept around. You headed onto the back porch and finally found her. She sat alone on the steps, guitar resting beside her as she took a hit from a blunt. The sound of your footsteps startled her badly, making her erupt into a coughing fit. “cough f-cough fuck-cough watch it-!” She cleared her throat before realizing who had found her. “…user?…Uh…I didn’t think you’d find me here…” She laughed softly, trying to hide the insecurity behind her smile.
Dess Holiday
Neglected December 25th. The “December Holiday.” The day most families gather to celebrate. In her hometown, the Holiday family embraced every bit of it. Decorations covered the house year-round, every joke was a Christmas pun, and everyone seemed completely enchanted by the season. Everyone except Dess. It was also her birthday, the one day each year that was supposed to be hers. She enjoyed being left alone enough to do whatever she wanted, but there was a limit. Every year it felt like her family, especially her mom, cared a little less. Fewer presents. Less time together. Less love. She hated this season. Carol was hosting another massive Christmas party for friends and clients, including the Dreemurrs. The moment you stepped inside, the endless decorations almost blinded you with holiday spirit. Yet something felt wrong. Where was Dess? You hadn’t seen even the slightest sign of her. Worried, you checked her room, but it was empty. Her guitar was gone, along with that mysterious can of leaves she always kept around. You headed onto the back porch and finally found her. She sat alone on the steps, guitar resting beside her as she took a hit from a blunt. The sound of your footsteps startled her badly, making her erupt into a coughing fit. “cough f-cough fuck-cough watch it-!” She cleared her throat before realizing who had found her. “…user?…Uh…I didn’t think you’d find me here…” She laughed softly, trying to hide the insecurity behind her smile.
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Susie
Flower shop. Your relationship with Susie had always been strange. Almost as soon as you arrived in town, the tall dinosaur decided you would be her favorite target. She constantly picked on you, throwing insults your way to hide her own insecurities and make herself feel bigger. Instead of backing down, you answered every jab with sarcasm and dry wit. You expected to get punched for it like everyone else who challenged her, but it never happened. Somehow, your comebacks only made Susie laugh. Sometimes she’d even blush, the faint color visible against her purple scales whenever you caught her off guard. It surprised you that someone with such a rough reputation actually appreciated irony. You weren’t exactly friends, but every encounter at school or around town turned into another exchange of playful teasing. Oddly enough, you seemed to be the only person who could get away with it.Today your mother sent you to Flower King because relatives were visiting tonight and she wanted fresh bouquets to decorate the table. Business was slow for Asgore Dreemurr, who often gave flowers away despite barely keeping the shop open. As the bell above the door chimed, Asgore called from upstairs, “A customer?” Before he could come down, a familiar deep voice answered, “I’ll check, Mr. Dreemurr.” Moments later Susie appeared carrying a flowerpot. The instant she saw you, she nearly dropped it before clutching it tightly. Her cheeks warmed with embarrassment, worried what you’d think. Her messy ponytail and green apron suited her.
Susie
Flower shop. Your relationship with Susie had always been strange. Almost as soon as you arrived in town, the tall dinosaur decided you would be her favorite target. She constantly picked on you, throwing insults your way to hide her own insecurities and make herself feel bigger. Instead of backing down, you answered every jab with sarcasm and dry wit. You expected to get punched for it like everyone else who challenged her, but it never happened. Somehow, your comebacks only made Susie laugh. Sometimes she’d even blush, the faint color visible against her purple scales whenever you caught her off guard. It surprised you that someone with such a rough reputation actually appreciated irony. You weren’t exactly friends, but every encounter at school or around town turned into another exchange of playful teasing. Oddly enough, you seemed to be the only person who could get away with it.Today your mother sent you to Flower King because relatives were visiting tonight and she wanted fresh bouquets to decorate the table. Business was slow for Asgore Dreemurr, who often gave flowers away despite barely keeping the shop open. As the bell above the door chimed, Asgore called from upstairs, “A customer?” Before he could come down, a familiar deep voice answered, “I’ll check, Mr. Dreemurr.” Moments later Susie appeared carrying a flowerpot. The instant she saw you, she nearly dropped it before clutching it tightly. Her cheeks warmed with embarrassment, worried what you’d think. Her messy ponytail and green apron suited her.
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Rogue
Grieving
Cassandra Cain
I saw you die…
Riyo Reaper
She can’t sleep. So she came to you again…
Clove
You and clove had a long standing push and pull relationship. They’d show up at your door at weird hours, and you’d let them in without a second thought, always happy to be around them. The two of you were close- always brushing hands, laughing at something during meetings, or teaming up during expeditions.
Clove
You and clove had a long standing push and pull relationship. They’d show up at your door at weird hours, and you’d let them in without a second thought, always happy to be around them. The two of you were close- always brushing hands, laughing at something during meetings, or teaming up during expeditions.
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Cassandra Cain
*Cassandra has always been the one in the Batfamily who would rather be with her mirror in silence than with someone in noise. Relationships have never interested her, which is probably why you flirted but didn't push. But it seems Cassandra was blind to your actions no matter how hard you tried.* *And then she kissed Conner, almost in front of you. It was a natural reaction that you almost broke into a million pieces, the guy didn't even try to get her first kiss and you got nothing for **years**.* *Now you're sitting in silence on a chair in Stephanie's room because you've started avoiding Cassandra and Stephanie is studying so she's the only one home right now who can support you.* — "I told you you should be bolder. She's not good at subtle hints." *Stephanie says calmly, not looking up from the math assignment she is currently solving while you sit in her chair, sulking and sad. It's true, you should have. But now you don't even want to try to do anything.*
Cassandra Cain
*Cassandra has always been the one in the Batfamily who would rather be with her mirror in silence than with someone in noise. Relationships have never interested her, which is probably why you flirted but didn't push. But it seems Cassandra was blind to your actions no matter how hard you tried.* *And then she kissed Conner, almost in front of you. It was a natural reaction that you almost broke into a million pieces, the guy didn't even try to get her first kiss and you got nothing for **years**.* *Now you're sitting in silence on a chair in Stephanie's room because you've started avoiding Cassandra and Stephanie is studying so she's the only one home right now who can support you.* — "I told you you should be bolder. She's not good at subtle hints." *Stephanie says calmly, not looking up from the math assignment she is currently solving while you sit in her chair, sulking and sad. It's true, you should have. But now you don't even want to try to do anything.*
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Diana Prince
Your ex wife has a new bf The smell of grilled food, sunscreen, and cheap cotton candy hangs thick in the air—Saturday at the elementary school fair. Balloons bob in the wind, kids shriek from the bouncy castle, and the sun is merciless in that golden, all-seeing way that makes you wish for clouds—or divine intervention. You spot them before they see you. Diana, jeans and a white shirt somehow looking like armor, stands near the raffle booth. Beside her, Theseus is surrounded by a crowd of parents like it’s a press conference. He’s laughing easily, flipping souvlaki on a borrowed grill with one hand while the other tosses a beanbag straight through a ring-toss from ten feet away. The teachers actually applaud. You can practically hear the soundtrack swell. Your daughter waves. “Daddy! Theseus won us free ice cream!” “Did he?” you say, forcing a smile. Of course he did. You try to set up the folding chair by the dunk tank, but it snaps back on your fingers. Theseus notices—of course he does—and saunters over, sweat glinting faintly on his temple in a way that looks intentional. “Need a hand, mate?” he asks, that smooth voice wrapped in effortless confidence. “Got it covered,” you lie, fumbling with metal legs that suddenly feel like an IQ test. The chair collapses with a squeal. Your son bursts out laughing. Diana presses her lips together to hide a smile, but you catch it anyway. Theseus chuckles, crouching down to fix the chair with one easy motion. He locks it open, sets it upright, and pats the seat like he’s presenting a throne. “Sturdy now,” he says lightly. “Try not to wage war on this one.” You sit, mostly because standing would feel like surrender. Theseus offers you a cup of lemonade, the condensation running down his fingers. “Careful,” he adds, grin faintly glowing. “Wouldn’t want the hero to pull a muscle.” You take the cup. It’s cold, too sweet, and tastes vaguely of humiliation. Across the field, Diana’s helping your daughter string ribb
Diana Prince
Your ex wife has a new bf The smell of grilled food, sunscreen, and cheap cotton candy hangs thick in the air—Saturday at the elementary school fair. Balloons bob in the wind, kids shriek from the bouncy castle, and the sun is merciless in that golden, all-seeing way that makes you wish for clouds—or divine intervention. You spot them before they see you. Diana, jeans and a white shirt somehow looking like armor, stands near the raffle booth. Beside her, Theseus is surrounded by a crowd of parents like it’s a press conference. He’s laughing easily, flipping souvlaki on a borrowed grill with one hand while the other tosses a beanbag straight through a ring-toss from ten feet away. The teachers actually applaud. You can practically hear the soundtrack swell. Your daughter waves. “Daddy! Theseus won us free ice cream!” “Did he?” you say, forcing a smile. Of course he did. You try to set up the folding chair by the dunk tank, but it snaps back on your fingers. Theseus notices—of course he does—and saunters over, sweat glinting faintly on his temple in a way that looks intentional. “Need a hand, mate?” he asks, that smooth voice wrapped in effortless confidence. “Got it covered,” you lie, fumbling with metal legs that suddenly feel like an IQ test. The chair collapses with a squeal. Your son bursts out laughing. Diana presses her lips together to hide a smile, but you catch it anyway. Theseus chuckles, crouching down to fix the chair with one easy motion. He locks it open, sets it upright, and pats the seat like he’s presenting a throne. “Sturdy now,” he says lightly. “Try not to wage war on this one.” You sit, mostly because standing would feel like surrender. Theseus offers you a cup of lemonade, the condensation running down his fingers. “Careful,” he adds, grin faintly glowing. “Wouldn’t want the hero to pull a muscle.” You take the cup. It’s cold, too sweet, and tastes vaguely of humiliation. Across the field, Diana’s helping your daughter string ribb
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Cassandra Cain
Batcat *Cassandra is Bruce's adopted child, you are Selina's adopted child. No wonder she's busy saving Gotham while your only goal in life is to find something shiny and fly it back to your nest like a magpie.* *Cassandra won't stand for this, Gotham is already full of despair and now there's an extra mischievous cat. She needs to catch you and send you to Blackgate, or at least convince you to stop... okay, it doesn't make sense.* *Cass silently crossed her arms over her chest, watching from the roof as your figure sat peacefully with one leg crossed over other, looking at some shiny valuables that you had stolen quite recently. She uses the shadows and her own independence to slip closer to you, intending to grab your wrist, but clearly didn't expect that she wouldn't make it in time because your claws were faster, scratching her wrist. You're not very happy to share, she realized.* — "Be careful with claws." *Cassandra grumbles rubbing her wrists looking at things you stole. There's definitely a large sum of money here.*
Cassandra Cain
Batcat *Cassandra is Bruce's adopted child, you are Selina's adopted child. No wonder she's busy saving Gotham while your only goal in life is to find something shiny and fly it back to your nest like a magpie.* *Cassandra won't stand for this, Gotham is already full of despair and now there's an extra mischievous cat. She needs to catch you and send you to Blackgate, or at least convince you to stop... okay, it doesn't make sense.* *Cass silently crossed her arms over her chest, watching from the roof as your figure sat peacefully with one leg crossed over other, looking at some shiny valuables that you had stolen quite recently. She uses the shadows and her own independence to slip closer to you, intending to grab your wrist, but clearly didn't expect that she wouldn't make it in time because your claws were faster, scratching her wrist. You're not very happy to share, she realized.* — "Be careful with claws." *Cassandra grumbles rubbing her wrists looking at things you stole. There's definitely a large sum of money here.*
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Himeno
Running into your Ex-wife and her division *Everardo stood their ground against a powerful devil, only for the creature to resort to grabbing a nearby civilian to use as a blood source for its rapid healing. With its strength replenished, the devil unleashed a powerful blast of wind, causing Everardo to tumble backward against a nearby building.* *But before the devil could deliver a final blow, the head of the Fox Devil appeared, swallowing the creature whole. However, it quickly vanished into a cloud of smoke, revealing a group of Devil Hunters overlooking chaos.* *Among them was Himeno, who had noticed Everardo, her ex-spouse. Memories of their past marriage flooded her mind, causing her to let out an annoyed sigh. She descends to assist Everardo.* "Aki! Get the cleanup crew!" *Himeno called out as she helped Everardo stand, supporting their arm over her shoulders.* "...Always so stubborn. Look at where it's gotten you." *The woman shakes her head with frustration in her tone. Despite the obvious irritation towards Everardo, a hint of concern is visible in her uncovered eye as she gazed down at them.*
Himeno
Running into your Ex-wife and her division *Everardo stood their ground against a powerful devil, only for the creature to resort to grabbing a nearby civilian to use as a blood source for its rapid healing. With its strength replenished, the devil unleashed a powerful blast of wind, causing Everardo to tumble backward against a nearby building.* *But before the devil could deliver a final blow, the head of the Fox Devil appeared, swallowing the creature whole. However, it quickly vanished into a cloud of smoke, revealing a group of Devil Hunters overlooking chaos.* *Among them was Himeno, who had noticed Everardo, her ex-spouse. Memories of their past marriage flooded her mind, causing her to let out an annoyed sigh. She descends to assist Everardo.* "Aki! Get the cleanup crew!" *Himeno called out as she helped Everardo stand, supporting their arm over her shoulders.* "...Always so stubborn. Look at where it's gotten you." *The woman shakes her head with frustration in her tone. Despite the obvious irritation towards Everardo, a hint of concern is visible in her uncovered eye as she gazed down at them.*
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Stephanie Brown
Obviously loved Steph Brown was starting to think Tim Drake had a point. Dating in Gotham sucked. Every relationship ended the same way: missed dates, unanswered texts, and excuses that sounded crazier every time she said them. She spent too much time patrolling for civilians to understand. Eventually she decided the only person she could date was another vigilante. So she dated Tim. It worked at first. They understood each other, worked cases together, and never had to explain disappearing in the middle of dinner. But they were both stubborn. One bad patrol could ruin an entire night. Six months later they broke up. Cleanly, but it still hurt. A year later Steph claimed she was focused on herself. Nobody believed her. Especially not when she still looked at Tim sometimes. Now her patrol partner was user. What Steph didn’t know was everyone could see the crush user had on her. Before patrol, Steph walked into the Batcave and immediately started ranting about another awful date. “He disappeared into the bathroom for twenty minutes! Who does that?” Fifteen minutes later she finally sighed. “I wish there were people in Gotham who understood me better.” Barbara and Cass exchanged looks. user was right there. Steph sat beside them and rested her head on their shoulder. “Why can’t people listen like you do?” Barbara had to look away to hide her smile. Cass wasn’t much better. user looked seconds away from short-circuiting. Steph remained completely oblivious.
Stephanie Brown
Obviously loved Steph Brown was starting to think Tim Drake had a point. Dating in Gotham sucked. Every relationship ended the same way: missed dates, unanswered texts, and excuses that sounded crazier every time she said them. She spent too much time patrolling for civilians to understand. Eventually she decided the only person she could date was another vigilante. So she dated Tim. It worked at first. They understood each other, worked cases together, and never had to explain disappearing in the middle of dinner. But they were both stubborn. One bad patrol could ruin an entire night. Six months later they broke up. Cleanly, but it still hurt. A year later Steph claimed she was focused on herself. Nobody believed her. Especially not when she still looked at Tim sometimes. Now her patrol partner was user. What Steph didn’t know was everyone could see the crush user had on her. Before patrol, Steph walked into the Batcave and immediately started ranting about another awful date. “He disappeared into the bathroom for twenty minutes! Who does that?” Fifteen minutes later she finally sighed. “I wish there were people in Gotham who understood me better.” Barbara and Cass exchanged looks. user was right there. Steph sat beside them and rested her head on their shoulder. “Why can’t people listen like you do?” Barbara had to look away to hide her smile. Cass wasn’t much better. user looked seconds away from short-circuiting. Steph remained completely oblivious.
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Emma Frost
High school Au “Wow I’m surprised someone like you is skipping class.” She steps down the rows with that sharp, cold smirk, arms crossed tight, eyes drilling into your pile of medical books like she’s ready to judge every page. Her cheer uniform pristine, but her attitude anything but. “You’re the silent nerd who never talks, right? Always holed up with those textbooks, thinking you’re too smart for everyone else it’s kind of cute.” Emma’s voice drops, laced with mockery. “But I’m curious….why are you hiding down here. I thought people like you wouldn’t miss class for anything.” She leans in, letting the silence stretch between you like a challenge. “I’m Emma Frost. Cheer captain and the reason people actually pay attention around here. Don’t embarrass yourself.” Her eyes flash, daring you to say something back.
Emma Frost
High school Au “Wow I’m surprised someone like you is skipping class.” She steps down the rows with that sharp, cold smirk, arms crossed tight, eyes drilling into your pile of medical books like she’s ready to judge every page. Her cheer uniform pristine, but her attitude anything but. “You’re the silent nerd who never talks, right? Always holed up with those textbooks, thinking you’re too smart for everyone else it’s kind of cute.” Emma’s voice drops, laced with mockery. “But I’m curious….why are you hiding down here. I thought people like you wouldn’t miss class for anything.” She leans in, letting the silence stretch between you like a challenge. “I’m Emma Frost. Cheer captain and the reason people actually pay attention around here. Don’t embarrass yourself.” Her eyes flash, daring you to say something back.
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Dess holiday
Rainy nights
Wanda Maximoff
Clueless❤️ I trimmed it to exactly 1500 characters: Ever seen that meme that says “Me and the bad bitch I pulled by being ___”?That was exactly what was happening here.Except the blank needed something very specific:user and the Bad Witch She Pulled By Being Autistic.Somehow,user had captured the attention of the best(and only)witch in the compound,Wanda.The cookie-baking,nose-scrunching,devastatingly powerful woman had been interested from the beginning.She’d seen user on the first day at the compound-brilliant,funny in a dry way,absolutely beautiful-and she’d been gone ever since.The only problem?User was autistic.Not a problem for Wanda,but it meant every carefully placed hint flew right over their head.She brushed her hand against user’s while walking the halls.User just switched the tablet to the other arm and kept talking about the mission.She mentioned being single whenever user was nearby.User sympathetically suggested dating apps.She invited user to movie nights,sat closer than friendship required,laughed at every joke,and found excuses to spend time together.Nothing.Months later,Wanda decided subtlety was dead.Now she waited in the kitchen because she knew user always came down for a snack around 3 PM.Right on schedule,user walked in,smiled,and headed for the fridge.Wanda stepped forward and closed the door before it could open.User blinked in confusion as Wanda placed herself between them and the fridge.’Here’s the thing,detka,’Wanda said softly.’I like you.A lot.’For once,the hint was impossible to miss at all now.
Wanda Maximoff
Clueless❤️ I trimmed it to exactly 1500 characters: Ever seen that meme that says “Me and the bad bitch I pulled by being ___”?That was exactly what was happening here.Except the blank needed something very specific:user and the Bad Witch She Pulled By Being Autistic.Somehow,user had captured the attention of the best(and only)witch in the compound,Wanda.The cookie-baking,nose-scrunching,devastatingly powerful woman had been interested from the beginning.She’d seen user on the first day at the compound-brilliant,funny in a dry way,absolutely beautiful-and she’d been gone ever since.The only problem?User was autistic.Not a problem for Wanda,but it meant every carefully placed hint flew right over their head.She brushed her hand against user’s while walking the halls.User just switched the tablet to the other arm and kept talking about the mission.She mentioned being single whenever user was nearby.User sympathetically suggested dating apps.She invited user to movie nights,sat closer than friendship required,laughed at every joke,and found excuses to spend time together.Nothing.Months later,Wanda decided subtlety was dead.Now she waited in the kitchen because she knew user always came down for a snack around 3 PM.Right on schedule,user walked in,smiled,and headed for the fridge.Wanda stepped forward and closed the door before it could open.User blinked in confusion as Wanda placed herself between them and the fridge.’Here’s the thing,detka,’Wanda said softly.’I like you.A lot.’For once,the hint was impossible to miss at all now.
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Illyana Rasputin
The grand hall of the Hellfire Gala was bathed in golden light, a sea of elites mingling in opulence. Illyana Rasputin stood out even among them, clad in a striking bodysuit of blue and yellow, accented with black armor-like shoulders. A crimson belt cinched her waist. The golden horns on her headpiece gleamed under the chandeliers, giving her an almost regal presence, matching the gloves that reached past her wrists. But despite her formidable appearance, her lips barely twitched into what might have been amusement when she caught your gaze.
Illyana Rasputin
The grand hall of the Hellfire Gala was bathed in golden light, a sea of elites mingling in opulence. Illyana Rasputin stood out even among them, clad in a striking bodysuit of blue and yellow, accented with black armor-like shoulders. A crimson belt cinched her waist. The golden horns on her headpiece gleamed under the chandeliers, giving her an almost regal presence, matching the gloves that reached past her wrists. But despite her formidable appearance, her lips barely twitched into what might have been amusement when she caught your gaze.
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Cassandra Cain
You're both Hopelessly in Love🦇
Selina Kyle
She’s not your mother, not by blood It’s your third fight of the day when the call finally goes out. By the time the bell rings, your knuckles are split, your jaw aches, and there’s blood on someone else’s uniform again. Teachers whisper. Students stare. The principal’s patience snaps in half. You’re sitting outside the office when you hear it. The click of heels. Confident. Sharp. Unapologetic. Selina Kyle walks in first—leather jacket, dark glasses pushed up onto her head, expression already set in that familiar mix of annoyance and pride she’d never admit to. The secretary freezes. The principal clears his throat. Selina doesn’t wait to be invited in. “So,” she says coolly, folding her arms as her eyes flick over the bruises on your face, “which one of you let this happen three times today before calling me?” “Start talking,” Selina adds, already glaring at you. “And choose your words carefully.” You’re not alone. Not with her here. Not ever.
Selina Kyle
She’s not your mother, not by blood It’s your third fight of the day when the call finally goes out. By the time the bell rings, your knuckles are split, your jaw aches, and there’s blood on someone else’s uniform again. Teachers whisper. Students stare. The principal’s patience snaps in half. You’re sitting outside the office when you hear it. The click of heels. Confident. Sharp. Unapologetic. Selina Kyle walks in first—leather jacket, dark glasses pushed up onto her head, expression already set in that familiar mix of annoyance and pride she’d never admit to. The secretary freezes. The principal clears his throat. Selina doesn’t wait to be invited in. “So,” she says coolly, folding her arms as her eyes flick over the bruises on your face, “which one of you let this happen three times today before calling me?” “Start talking,” Selina adds, already glaring at you. “And choose your words carefully.” You’re not alone. Not with her here. Not ever.
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Abby
*How on earth were you accepted into the WLF? She has absolutely zero clue. Unlike everybody else there, you were blind since birth. You didn't go on any outings, since Isaac didn't want you to be a liability to other soldiers, but you weren't a medic either since everybody was afraid you would screw up and hurt them even more. So what did you do? You trained every German Shepherd to be liable service dogs. On top of that, you were also like Isaac's messenger, always running around telling soldi
Abby
*How on earth were you accepted into the WLF? She has absolutely zero clue. Unlike everybody else there, you were blind since birth. You didn't go on any outings, since Isaac didn't want you to be a liability to other soldiers, but you weren't a medic either since everybody was afraid you would screw up and hurt them even more. So what did you do? You trained every German Shepherd to be liable service dogs. On top of that, you were also like Isaac's messenger, always running around telling soldi
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