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✯ theresa & monet
—since when are you my best friend?
—well, with rahne gone, i’m the closest you’ve got.
Honeymoon
She grins and takes his hand moving it over her side, a smile appearing on her face as their child moves again. “That me love, thought ye might wanna feel yer child.” She watches the expression on his face and grins brightly. Here, on this island, they not Banshee, or Siryn as she was back to being called since her father was alive again, and Multiple Man, they were not superheros, or members of the brotherhood. They had been nothing but Mister and Missus Madrox. Terry and Jamie, themselves. He had been so relaxed since they arrived.
She leans over and kisses his forehead. “I love ye so much Jamie.” her green eyes shine a bit, “Are ye happy boyo?”
As she gently takes his hand in hers and puts it on her belly, he can’t help but smile wider - he didn’t know it was possible. The fruit of our love, our little baby.. I can feel the movements. As she spoke and the little life within her stirred, he felt joy overwhelm him and he self-consciously brushed his eyes. “I..” He couldn’t speak and he only went down on his knees to be sure not to bother his blushing bride, and kissed her from the side. He could feel the freedom and happiness of this lifestyle, and he was happy.. he enjoyed every moment of this and he could hardly believe it was finally happening.
They were finally alone and relaxed and happy.. not having to deal with any rampaging monsters or any form of debased mutants.. they were just them. He suddenly felt very tired.. so very tired and as he broke the kiss and became lost in thought, his wife’s kiss on his forehead snapped him out of his reverie. “I love you too, my dear wife.. I love you so much. And yes, I am so very happy.. so happy that I have decided..” He watched her cock her head to one side and her brows came together in a questioning motion and he swallowed.
“… I am giving over command of The Brotherhood to Magneto. I am done with this..” His words had an innate finality and it felt good to say them, he felt good..
She gasped softly as she looked down at him her green eyes going wide in surprise. “Jamie? Are ye sure me darlin’?” She ran her hand over his back and into his hair. “I know how important it all was t’ ye.”
Since kneeling beside him would mean having to get up again she tugs him up to her and wraps her around him, holding him tightly to her. “What would ye want t’ do then love?” She rests her head on his shoulder, unsure how to react to this news. “Do ye want to go back to the X-men? I could try and talk to Da.” her fingers move across his shoulders.
“Did ye maybe want t’ do something else?” her voice is soft, curious, not judging just unsure. The look in his eyes, he seemed more like himself then he had since she’d been attacked.
An Irish Wake for Banshee. I understand the Scottish Groundskeeper Willie being shown the door, but what the hell is Luke Cage doing there?
..as if I wasn’t depressed enough.
I’ve managed to convince myself Captain Jack Harkness and Shatterstar are alternate-reality versions of each other
I’m still waiting for someone to write that crossover. Any rating, sex or no, I don’t even care. I just need it to happen.
Oh my god, they totally are.
Honeymoon
Jamie let the cool ocean be a calming balm on his many injuries, emotional and otherwise. He felt so apart from all the hustle and bustle.. apart from all the stress and the pain that normally resulted from his failures. Here.. he felt at peace. He sighed blissfully as he stood on the sand, and he threw his head back and looked up at the azure sky. He was happy, he was truly happy.
The disconcerting feeling of happiness gave him pause and he allowed the buoyant force to hold him aloft as his thoughts assaulted him and something- no.. someone came to the fore of his thoughts. Magneto.. The thought wasn’t accompanied by resentment or revulsion.. it was accompanied by hope.. hope for him and his family.
“JAMIE…come here me darlin!” Jamie snapped out of his reverie as he floundered in the water for a moment, looking to his wife. “Wha-?..” Jamie looked to her hand on her belly and he felt joy well up within him as he swam as fast as he could towards her. As he got to her, he could hardly catch his breath but his smile was everpresent. “Yes.. my dear?..”
She grins and takes his hand moving it over her side, a smile appearing on her face as their child moves again. “That me love, thought ye might wanna feel yer child.” She watches the expression on his face and grins brightly. Here, on this island, they not Banshee, or Siryn as she was back to being called since her father was alive again, and Multiple Man, they were not superheros, or members of the brotherhood. They had been nothing but Mister and Missus Madrox. Terry and Jamie, themselves. He had been so relaxed since they arrived.
She leans over and kisses his forehead. “I love ye so much Jamie.” her green eyes shine a bit, “Are ye happy boyo?”
