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fandomnerd9602 · 5 months
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Hi
Can you please make a one with Lorna aka Polaris finding out from Cable that she and Y/N are married in future?
Polaris: what do you mean I’m married to Y/N ?!
Y/N: yeah that’s like a wildest dream come true.
Polaris: I-I was going to say that same thing…you know you are pretty cute and funny
Y/N: and I am in awe of your intellect and power
Polaris blushes…
Cable: wedding’s tomorrow by the way. Good luck
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nekoannie-chan · 1 year
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Looking for fics
If have fanfics of the following characters:
Brock Rumlow.
Runaways.
Tandy Bowen.
Ororo Munroe.
Lorna Dane.
PRIDE.
Morgan le Fey.
Nico Minoru.
Clarice Fong/Ferguson.
Rogue.
John Proudstar.
Stepford Cuckoos.
Sinthea Schmidt.
Janet van Dyne.
Doctor Doom.
Mister Sinister.
Dottie Underwood.
Michael Morbius.
Ana/Satana Helstrom.
Daimon Helstrom.
Jack Rollins.
The divine pairing.
Tina Minoru.
But posted on Tumblr because I’m looking for add them to my recommend list on here as you know that’s the way I support writers on this platform. Let me know or tag me, please.
My reading guidelines here.
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sarcasticlcves · 3 months
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I have a Jamie Hayter fic in the works! But I'm getting back into GOT and Marvel, so I want to know who you guys wanna see me write for! mwah mwah much love! 💋
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supercap2319 · 25 days
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"So... you two are the children of that madman?" Y/N asked.
"Who? Dear old pops? You bet." Peter smiled. "He's missed quiet of few birthdays."
"That's an understatement." Lorna said, flipping a knife up and down with her powers.
"So, you have powers over magnetic fields and electromagnetic sight and other types of abilities that allow you to fly and shape metal anyway you choose." He looked at Lorna before looking at Peter. "And you have an increased metabolism and improved thermal homeostasis that allows you to perceive the world in a slow motion?"
Peter frowns. "English, please."
"You're fast. She's weird." Y/N said.
"And what are your mutant powers?" Lorna asked.
"I'm not a mutant. I'm enhanced. By a cosmic energy gem and magic I was born with." He produced a blue flame.
"Cool." Peter smiled.
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inkblot-inc · 2 years
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[y/n meeting Polaris for the first time]
Wanda: Y/n, this is my sister, Lorna
Lorna: *reaching her hand out to shake* Lorna Dane, nice to meet you
y/n: *shaking Lorna's hand* Yeah yeah it's a real pleasure to meet you! I love your cookies by the way
Lorna, confused: I..I don't make cookies
Wanda: *sigh* those are Lorna Doones detka
-Bonus-
Lorna: *finishing a pack of Lorna Doones* These are really good
y/n: *eating their own pack* I know right?
Wanda: *staring at the empty box* I'll just go ahead and add it to the grocery list now
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azulatodoryuga · 1 year
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Last Bouquet
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Character: Lorna Dane 
Warning: A little Sad 
Note: This One-shot was born from a writing challenge by @nekoannie-chan​   It will also be published the version spanish here and on my Wattpad.  The english version will be exclusive for Tumblr.
Thursday afternoon, still no arrival of your ex-girlfriend. If only, this was a meeting to reconcile, but to your bad luck, this was not the case, there was really no way you could fix your relationship, at least not one in which you would betray your ideals or your current sides.
You snapped out of your thoughts when you heard footsteps, turning around you saw Lorna a few feet away from you. You would be lying if you said you didn't want to hug and kiss her.
“I didn't expect you to come," you commented trying to sound as neutral as possible. ”Did you get my flowers?”
“Yes," she pulls out a card that you instantly recognized and begins to read it, "I'm sorry I tried to strangle you," probably not a card the florist writes every day, not to mention the address and time were written at the bottom," she argues, putting the card away.
“I'm sorry that you had to....”
“Is that all you wanted to tell me?” she asks grumpily.
You sigh unwillingly, it was clear she didn't want to stay longer and in fact, neither did you. ”What are you doing on Reeva's side, Lorna?”
“You know why.”
“Is it still the same motive? Or did you let her brainwash you?!”
“I'm doing what needs to be done!”
“Releasing people from an insane asylum who may be dangerous to people or to themselves?! Way to make the situation better, honey," you question sarcastically. Lorna glares at you, not witheringly, but in disgust. ”I'm tired of this shit," you turn away. I'm leaving” Lorna looks at you in surprise.
“What do you mean, you're leaving?”
“Just as you heard," you look at her again, "I'm leaving, not only the city but also the country... I called you to say goodbye.”
“Are you really going to run away?"
“I have done it all my life Lorna, just like you, we are always running away from something."
That was something I couldn't deny, you had run away from home shortly after your powers appeared, only to have to hide from the Purifiers.
You watched each other for a few seconds before you started walking. You approached Lorna casually, having her in front of you, you took her chin in your hands to bring her face close to yours and bring your lips together in a slow kiss that after a few seconds became a needy, even desperate one. It had been months since the last time you had kissed.
You parted your lips from hers and pressed your foreheads together.
“This will be the last time we see each other," you began to caress her face with a certain gentleness, she caressed your hair in response. You took a few steps away from her abruptly because if you continued like this you would probably not leave. ”Goodbye, my star...”
You said goodbye faintly with tears in your eyes and turned to walk away.
When she joined Reeva, she left you and the others, you had lost her, but for some reason, you felt you had to tell her you were leaving the country, maybe because of what you had experienced together, long ago, but then, why did it feel like you lost her again... when you had lost her before, why did this goodbye hurt more?
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britishserpent · 2 years
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Sister of Mine - Reader (Lorna Dane [Polaris]) x Avengers - One Shot
Hi guys. After taking a mental health day off from work yesterday I just went a bit wild and wrote something I've been wanting to for a while. It's a bit outside the normal realm of what I would write. I'm quite a big comic book collector, and one of my more extensive collections is X-Men.
This features a Lorna (Polaris) from an AU where there are no Avengers at all to keep things simple, because I was not prepared to tackle the confusing as hell history from the comics. 
Loki features a little, however, do not fear *Your regular scheduled Loki content will continue shortly*
Mutant Reader (Lorna Dane/Polaris) x Avengers 
Thoughts are in italics. 
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"Get out of my way, Lorna." The words echoed through your mind over and over again as the crimson glow engulfed you. The force had sent you skidding backwards, your feet unable to find purchase, and you clenched your eyes closed as you waited for the inevitable as you finally lost your balance. You groaned as your back slammed against the floor. Get up. Move. Run. Your vision was littered with stars that refused to be blinked away as you attempted to draw air into your lungs. Breathe. The periphery of your vision now blackened and threatened to close in on you entirely as you struggled to push yourself up with your arms. You reached out with your mind, desperately searching for something to anchor yourself to, and a table skidded toward you in response. That won't do. You searched further, holding your breath when you finally latched onto something more stable, slowly dragging yourself to your feet. 
You swayed slightly as you began to take in your surroundings; everything was unfamiliar, and you failed to swallow down the lump that sat in your throat. This is her doing. Your eyes darted around the room, meeting the cold penetrating gaze of a man who saw you only as a threat. Is that guy pointing an arrow at me? The bow instantly flew from his grip as you took an angry step forwards, and the arrow that hovered in place rotated to face him. "Has she sent you here to do her dirty work then?" He took a step back, and the arrow clattered to the floor as something collided with your calf, breaking your focus. You hissed as you stumbled, barely catching yourself before you fell. A blur of black and red skidded past you, and you couldn't help the question that slipped from your lips, "Wanda?" The woman quickly rose to her feet, snapping her head up as she looked at you with questioning eyes. No. Not Wanda. She grabbed the gun from her holster and confidently pointed it at you, her eye contact unwavering as she raised her brow, wordlessly questioning your next move. The corners of your mouth dragged upwards into a sinister smile as the gun flew from her firm grip, and her brow furrowed as it clattered to the floor behind you. You took a further step forwards, readying your power to attack, but instead of the expected crackle of magnetic energy you intended to direct towards her, darkness now engulfed you. You had received a sharp blow to your head from behind, and your body helplessly dropped to the ground. 
All you could see was harsh, sterile white light when you woke. You grimaced, clenching your eyes closed to alleviate the stinging sensation. What has she done this time, locked me away in an asylum? Bitch. "Ah, you're awake. I'm Bruce." The voice was unfamiliar, and your eyes instantly snapped open as you attempted to sit up. You quickly found you were unable to; the restraints around your wrists had you fastened securely to the medical table that lay beneath you. Adrenaline pumped through your veins, and the beeps of the monitor you were connected to increased to match your now frantic heart rate. "No!" you roared, desperately trying to halt the flashes of experimentation that crept into your mind. Unable to control your power, the lights flickered before finally giving out, plunging the room into darkness. For a few terrifying seconds, you froze, expecting harsh hands to attack you at any second, but they never came. It took a moment for the backup generator to kick in, and a sinister red glow now illuminated your surroundings from the emergency lighting. The man staring at you placed the tray he was holding down, and you carefully watched his movements as he shifted towards the glass door. His fists were clenched, and his veins pulsated in his neck. Your breath hitched as a cold shiver ran up your spine in response. "I'll leave this to you. Call me if you need me," he muttered to the redhead as he left. She raised her hand to her ear as she watched you from the doorway, "I think we're gonna need backup in here." 
She stepped towards you, no gun this time. Smart. You strained your neck to watch her, but she made no move to attack. "We can do this the easy way. Or the hard way. Release me." She smirked at your words, "Well, you're the one strapped to a table, so I don't think you're in any position to be handing out orders." Fine. You were surprised by the number of objects you could latch your power onto. Fools. The metal tray closest to you was flung towards her, and she quickly raised her arm to deflect it. You couldn't see clearly from your position and frantically began to direct a cascade of objects towards her, each increasing in weight, and each deflected by her with as much ease as the tray. A chair was finally dragged into your field of vision, and you thrust it towards her. She was dragged backwards by the force, and you held it against her, pinning her to the wall. You now channelled your power towards the restraints, bending them with ease until they buckled, and you dragged yourself from the table. You hastily removed the monitors that had been attached to you before you locked your eyes on the doorway, only breaking your gaze to smile at the redhead as you walked past her to open the door, leaving her held in place.
You turned your head from side to side as you assessed the unfamiliar hallway, unsure of which way to head. The sound of an elevator dinged to your right, and you quickly settled on the direction with hurried steps, hoping there would be a staircase nearby. You halted, resisting the urge to roll your eyes at the Americana-clad man that blocked your path. Is he for real? He flung his shield towards you, and your eyes widened as your mind refused to latch on to it. You skidded backwards as it hit your chest, glaring at him as it fell to the ground beside you. "Look, we just want to talk," he attempted to reason. You laughed, "Oh, right. Talk. There will be an army of sentinels arriving here at any moment, and I do not intend to stay here for that." He tilted his head quizzically at you, "Sentinels?" A cold realisation settled in your stomach. Does he really not know what they are? This is all wrong. You pushed through it. "Playing dumb? Nice," you smirked at him as you latched your power onto the fire extinguisher next to you. It buckled from its constraints and collided with his chest, dragging him down the hallway as he struggled against it. You kept it held against him when he finally hit the wall at the end of the corridor, pinning him in place. He pushed further against the extinguisher, and you felt the resistance from his force. He's strong. You focused your mind further, directing more magnetic energy to push against him, and he finally ceased his movements. 
You continued your path towards him, letting out an annoyed sigh as a muscular man rounded the corner. Is that a hammer? He grinned at you as he raised the weapon in his hand, his bicep noticeably contracting under his armour. "Where the hell did she find you?" you asked, completely thrown by his extravagant attire. His grin faltered slightly, confused by your question. "Go on then. I don't have all day." You stood impatiently waiting for him to use this hammer he seemed so proud of. "As you wish." He hurled it towards you, aiming for your chest. You quickly raised your hand, a green glow emitting from it as you exerted even more magnetic force, and your brow furrowed with concentration. The hammer stopped in its tracks, suspended in the air just before it reached you. His laugh boomed through the corridor, "You nearly had me there for a second, brother. That is a good one. When did you learn such a trick?" A tall, more slender man appeared behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder. When he turned to look at him, his grin dropped completely. The raven-haired man did not meet the blonde's eyes. Instead, he carefully assessed you with calculating eyes before his gaze fell to the hammer. You grinned, "Oh, I'm not your brother." The hammer rotated in the air before you sent it hurtling back in the direction it came from. It slammed against the blonde man's chest, forcing him into the wall next to the Americana enthusiast. He looked up at you with furious eyes as his hand reached up to grip the handle. It didn't budge, and his other hand now aided him, shifting the object away from him slightly. Perhaps that wasn't the best move. You desperately tried to drag it from his grip, but he refused to let go, and instead now skidded towards you with a strained expression. The raven-haired man laughed as he watched the struggle, "I think you may have finally met your match, Thor." This was taking too long, and was far too tiresome. You released your hold on the fire extinguisher and hammer, instead dragging the metal doors that lined the corridor from their hinges, creating a barricade strengthened by magnetic force that blocked their path.
You quickly turned to head in the opposite direction, the thundering sound of the hammer crashing against the barricade echoed through the hallway, and a bead of sweat rolled down your forehead as you attempted to exert more force. What the fuck is going on? Wanda rounded the corner you were now running towards, and you barely had a second to prevent yourself from slamming into her. The doors creating the barricade dropped to the floor with a loud crash behind you, you'd not expected her to show herself so soon. "Wanda, please, stop this!" you pleaded. She took a step away from you, completely confused. "Who are you?" she asked, and your blood ran cold. "Wanda stop this. I don't like this anymore. I'm sorry! I know you are upset, but this is madness. This is beyond anything you have done to me before. Please." A tear fell as you dropped to your knees before her, surrendering yourself. She looked down at you, "I'm not doing anything. I don't know who you are." Your tears turned into sobs as you were dragged upwards by strong arms which held you in place, restraining you from moving. You didn't need to turn around to see who it was, already knowing it was the blonde by the strength of the grip that dug into you. 
"Wanda, don't. You know who I am. Please stop this. I am begging you. I will do anything you ask. This is clearly your doing." Wanda looked past you to meet Thor's eyes, failing to acknowledge your words entirely. "You. You are cruel. You are no sister of mine!" you screamed, and the lights in the corridor blew one by one, sending sparks to the floor. Her eyes snapped back to look at you, now glowing red, and she held her hands up towards you, orbs of equally crimson light swirling in her palms. The grip on your arms tightened, pulling you backwards away from her, "My lady, I think you are confused. Come, let us get to the bottom of this. Wanda cannot help you." You fought against him, fruitlessly attempting to wriggle from his grip. You desperately reached out with your power, and one of the doors laying on the floor groaned in response. She finally took a step towards you and placed a hand against your head, "Enough." Your now unconscious body fell against the supporting arms of Thor. "Wanda, what is going on?" he asked, and she looked at him with an equally confused expression. "I don't know." 
"Hello. Earth to - um - what's your name?" You inhaled sharply as you were dragged back to consciousness, and you rubbed your eyes as you tried to adjust to the light in the room. Have they not heard of daylight around here? "You know, I gotta say, you got us stumped. Who are you?" he questioned, looking down at you with a serious expression. You took in his short dark hair, his perfectly manicured goatee, and the harsh scent of his cologne that filled your nostrils, but there was no recognition as to who he was. You coughed as you sat up from where you lay. "Come on, who sent you? Sleeper agent? Even the blood work we ran left us more confused than when we started." You recoiled away from him at his words. Blood work. You glanced down at the bruises on your arms, and your heart rate immediately increased. You raised your hands, palms facing him, but nothing happened. "What have you done?!" you asked, panic evident in your voice. "Calm down. We just had to take a few... precautions." He gestured to your neck, and your hands immediately grasped the collar that sat around it. "This isn't right. Who do you work for?" you asked, and he laughed as he sat down on a clear plastic chair. "How about you answer some questions first, and if you play nice, we'll take it from there." You exhaled, "This is all... wrong. This isn't real. You are an elaborate illusion. A false reality. I'm not telling you anything" He tilted his head at you, raising a brow, "You're telling me you don't recognise me? Don't know who I am?" You stared blankly at him in response. "Tony Stark; genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist." His words hung in the air as he expectantly smirked at you. "No," you finally replied, his grin faltered and he inhaled sharply before he raised his hand to his ear, "Guys, we're gonna need the wizard."
Tony probed you with question after question, each one more confusing than the last. "Look, you have to give us something. This is us playing nice. You fell from God knows where and wreaked havoc on my home. We have plenty of interrogation methods to extract the information we need. I'm sure Natasha is just itching to remove those fingers of yours one by one until you reveal something of use." He's not going to give up on this charade. You gulped before a feeble "Fine" left your mouth. For each answer you gave, he rewarded you by providing carefully selected information about the world you had now found yourself in. "So you're telling me there are no mutants, no sentinels, and no great war to wipe us from the face of the earth?" He continued to nod at you. He had ceased his explanations the second time you had asked, and you were now stuck in a loop of reconfirming the same things over and over again. You scoffed, still unable to accept the fact you were potentially not in imminent danger. If this truly was an alternate reality, it would be wise to explore its options before attempting to return to your own. "Maybe you should call off this wizard. Things are... different where I am from." He sighed, "We have our own problems here, Lorna, it's not all so peachy."
"Can I at least speak to Wanda?" He hesitated following your question. "Why do you want to speak to her?" You scoffed, desperately trying to hold back the tears that pricked in your eyes. You were exhausted. "She is my sister. I know her. She has done something to alter reality. Albeit a little beyond what she has done before. This is her doing, I'm sure of it." He took a moment to contemplate his response, "I don't think she is your Wanda. Besides, she took the loss of Pietro hard." You inhaled sharply at the information. No Pietro. "And now you've arrived and added a whole lot more to the mix, we haven't even verified you are related. How about you hang around here until we figure out what to do with you? And until Strange returns from wherever the hell he is." You begged your voice to not waiver as you realised you were truly on your own here. No mutants. No X-Men. Nobody to aid your plight. "With respect, Tony, you want me to sit in this room alone, collared, boxed up like a freak, indefinitely while I await the arrival of a wizard?" Your voice finally cracked with your final word, and you looked down at the floor.
Silence hung heavily in the air, and he made no attempt to alleviate the tension. You clenched your eyes closed, willing the tears away to no avail. Think of something. Anything. "I can help you," you muttered under your breath, finally identifying a way out of the situation. "Hmm?" he asked, not quite able to make out what you had said. You raised your head, meeting his gaze once again, "I said, I can help you. Where I'm from we had no team of Avengers to protect us. We were our own protectors, there were no superheroes that ran to our rescue when we were hunted, killed and forced into isolation for being different. Let me help. I have powers." His eyes softened, and he shook his head. "It's not so easy. You can't just drop from the sky and become an Avenger." You couldn't help but feel annoyed by his response. "Didn't you tell me those two Gods literally dropped from the sky and became Avengers?" He sighed again. "Not quite. But touché. It's not my decision to make. Let me speak to everyone. For now, you should rest." You helplessly watched as he left. 
The collar around your neck was becoming increasingly more uncomfortable, and it only enhanced the claustrophobia you felt locked within the four glass walls of the tiny room. It contained only white or transparent plastic objects, surely another precaution, and outside the thick glass, only darkness. You had quickly given up your search on finding anything to remove the collar and now lay on your back, staring up at the ceiling. Although you were exhausted, your mind failed to allow you to sleep. All you could do was helplessly wait for a decision to be made. You desperately wanted it to be a 'yes', you had a better chance of escaping if they trusted you to walk around amongst them. Though Tony had seemed genuine, you had yet to see anything with your own eyes, this all seemed too good to be true if there really was no war against mutants. Their technology seemed to be equal to what you were used to, and surely a computer could be easily found if you were released, which would provide answers.
"How did you do it?" Though the voice was smooth and deep, you still couldn't help but jump. "Jesus Christ" you mumbled as you turned over to look at him through the glass. "Not quite," he quipped, smirking at you. "Do you really going around calling yourself a God? I have known men who say such things, and I assure you, they are always entitled fools on the wrong path." He laughed at your words. Looks like I was right. "Says the self-proclaimed mutant. You must have little self-worth to refer to yourself as such. How about you answer my question first?" he retorted. You grimaced as you pulled yourself up to sit on the edge of the bed. Your brow furrowed; you were in no mood to converse with the smug idiot and wanted to get rid of him as quickly as possible. "How did I do what?" you finally sighed. "The hammer. You could control it. Only Thor is worthy enough to wield Mjolnir." You couldn't help but note the shift in his expression. He's jealous. "Worthy enough?" you repeated back to him with a laugh, and you paused to think over the events from the hallway. "Well, I don't think you have anything to worry about. I'm certainly not worthy." He tilted his head at you, carefully watching you as he waited for a further explanation. "I can control its magnetic field with my mind. I didn't feel anything other than the expected resistance of its weight." He hummed to himself before shaking his head to rid the thought of trying to harness some of this power for himself. "Interesting." It was now your turn to await his explanation, and you shifted where you sat as you looked at him. "I am Loki, of Asgard. God of mischief and lies." Mischief and Lies. You had expected a declaration of his intentions to rule over mankind, and your eyes glinted with interest at his answer. "Hmm. So you could get me out of here? I could certainly cause some mischief around here." He laughed "No," and turned to leave. "Can't or won't?" you asked. He hesitated and looked over his shoulder at you. "You know, when they let you out of here, you really should try to lift Thor's hammer without using this power of yours. I'm intrigued." He turned away from you and swiftly disappeared into the darkness, leaving you no opportunity to respond. 
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ao3feed-danielsousa · 10 months
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Doesn't Mean They're Lost Forever
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/iXEnM9y
by lizziesromanova
An Au set in a Marvel/Aos/Xmen universe where Y/n discovers that there have been unknown guests living in her house... and she's now determined to make everything okay for them.
Words: 16158, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe, X-Men - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/F, Gen
Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Tessa | Sage, Jean Grey, Scott Lang, Scott Summers, Maria Hill, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Moira MacTaggert, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Raven | Mystique, Logan (X-Men), Ororo Munroe | Bloodstorm, Hank McCoy, Rogue (X-Men), Remy LeBeau, Kurt Wagner, Colossus, Bobby Drake, Jubilee, Kitty Pryde, Alex Summers, Warren Worthington II, Nathaniel Malick, Wade Wilson, Lorna Dane, Toad (X-Men), Pyro, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Vision (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, James "Bucky" Barnes, Hope Van Dyne, Carol Danvers, Peter Quill, Rocket Raccoon, Groot (Marvel), Phil Coulson, Melinda May, Skye | Daisy Johnson, Leo Fitz, Jemma Simmons, Grant Ward, Alphonso "Mack" Mackenzie, Bobbi Morse, Lance Hunter, Elena "Yo-Yo" Rodriguez, Jeffrey Mace, Holden Radcliffe, Daniel Sousa, Wong (Marvel), Stephen Strange, Nick Fury
Relationships: Wanda Maximoff/Reader, Pietro Maximoff/Tessa | Sage, Jean Grey/Scott Summers, Maria Hill/Natasha Romanov, Moira MacTaggert/Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr & Charles Xavier
Additional Tags: Protective Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff Lives, Lesbian Wanda Maximoff, Teen Jean Grey, Jean Grey Lives, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Alternate Universe - College/University
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here is a preview to the next chapter in between worlds Anakin Skywalker x reader(i'm sorry for not posting for weeks and i had school)
a few hours later after meeting the x-men and your brother
'so where is this genosha" Anakin questioned because you are going to finally met your dad "it is somewhere in long island here in new york and it is far from where human's live" you answered as you walk to the ship and anakin follows "but what if your father does not listen to you" Anakin said sitting on a seat in the ship "Charles said he going communicate my dad telepathically and i found out i have a half sister named Lorna Dane" you said turning on the ship Anakin nods
at genosha
You and Anakin are out of the ship and you see sniping containment sheds as houses and you see your father walking around and he see you and anakin then Charles speaks to him telepathically “Erik that girl that you are seeing near that ship and she is your daughter” Charles said Erik(dad) look closely realised you has resemblance to your mother. i walk to erik "my daughter" erik says
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softie-rain · 2 years
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Meet me at the Hanging Tree
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Previous chapter: Chapter seven
Pairings: Peter Maximoff x fem!reader
Series Warnings: Murdering, described death and violence, suicide, death for natural causes such as starving, hypotermia, dehydratation and wounding infection.
Series Summary: Panem, governed by President Magnus, is getting ready for the 75th Hunger Games. It's in this Memory Edition that the reader will learn how far one can go for the loved one, even if that could bring her to certain death.
Chapter eight: Feelings
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Summary: y/n has to made an important decision: following her instinct or her heart?
a/n: i know it's so short BUT i wanted to update, plus from next week (or so) if God answer my prayers, I'll have more free time to write (whitch i don't really have rn) and I'll be back with a serious update.
also i wanted to specify I'm writing Warren inspiring myself from the comics, not the movies, so he's actually nice here
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Lorna Dane wasn't a sentimental person. Never was, never would have been one. 
So when she saw Petet running away chased by Bobby from district 6 her first thought was to let him die. Better for me. She thought. Still, she decided to follow them anyway.
Hidden behind a tree, she observed the scene. Bobby was giving her his back, as Peter had stopped for a break. Did he actually think he lost him?
"Well well well. I must say, I'm honored I'm the one who will get to kill the President’s son." 
She heard Bobby say. "Look, think about it. Wouldn't it be good to have me on your side? Imagine how many sponsors that could get." Peter answered after a few minutes. Smart move, she'd give him that. But not enough since she knew how Peter wouldn't survive more than one day in the Arena. What was happening in that moment was just the proof of it.
"Hm." Was he actually considering his offer of alliance? God, they were both idiots. She should just jump out and kill them both. She could, she knew she could. 
But she stayed still, hidden.
"No, thank you." He finally said. "Besides, I think I'd have more chances of winning with you out of the way." Woah. He really had no idea who he had in front of him did he.
 "Sorry for your sister, but you have to go, Magnus." And he threw himself on Peter. But in the same moment, Lorna ran towards the boys and stabbed Peter's attacker in the back. 
He didn't even have the time to realize what happened that Lorna's arms were around him, blocking him from doing any moves, and her knife was on his throat, slicing it right in front of Peter.
Blood covered Peter's face, who was literally petrified. Too scared to touch his face and feel the crimson liquid, too scared to run away because Lorna would one hundred percent catch him, too scared to check his hands, probably bloody as well. 
The cannon went off, and the President’s son was speechless. Lorna ignored him, moved the body away from where they were and started to look for wood to light a fire- he assumed. 
"Aren't you gonna ask why I'm not killing you?" She said, and honestly, she hoped he wasn't going to. Because she didn't know the answer either.
Lucky for her, he shook his head. "I'm just glad you saved my life." Lorna gave him a short nod and kept working on the fire. "You think lighting a fire it's a good idea?" She rolled her eyes. 
"I'm not lighting a fire. I'm making a trap for a rabbit or something. I suppose you're hungry?" Peter nodded slowly. "It'll get dark soon. Where did you sleep last night?"
The boy looked up. "I didn't. I climbed a tree but without rope I would have fallen." The other nodded, understanding. 
He was terrified of her. But he understood that for now, she was the best option he had of surviving. He didn't trusted her, that was sure- yet he didn't object when she said she wouldn't have slept that night -but he didn't had many other ideas at the moment. 
When the night finally came, they had caught a small squirrel which was barely enough for the two of them. When, during the national anthem, Bobby's face appeared in the sky, he had to admit he was feeling relieved. He knew he should feel bad about him, about his family. But a part of him couldn't help but feel glad that it was that boy who died, and not him. 
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She harshly shook Darwin awake. "C'mon, get up sleepy head." He grunts. "You could be nicer, you know?" She didn't answer him and turned her back to him.
Truth was, she was angry. Angry because she was so nervous about Peter being dead, she almost passed out when she didn't see his face in the sky. 
She should be glad he's alive, and she is. But why does this boy have such a strong effect on her? She's not one who refuses her feelings, not one of those "I don't need boys in my life, I'm strong and independent" woman. 
Well, she kind of is. But she also knows her weakness. And she's just hoping Peter isn't one of hers. When she first arrived to Capitol City, she was terrified of murdering someone, she still is. But at least she knew she'd always choose herself over the others. Would it be the same now? 
A few minutes later she and Darwin are already back on track, off to nowhere in particular. Looking for water, probably. 
There is an unspoken tension between the two of them that she really can't understand and that, after two hours of pure silence, Darwin can't stand anymore. 
"Y/n?"
"Hm?"
"Are you going to look for Peter?" 
He doesn't know why exactly he asked this question- he sure as hell doesn't want to know the answer. He doesn't like y/n- not in that way -but he has to admit he's jealous of the Capitol boy. How she immediately trusted him, and instead it took him two days so that she could finally like his presence. 
And they're from the same district. 
Why was she so obsessed with him?
She doesn't answer, and just keeps walking. Again, he doesn't want to do this. But he has to. 
"Y/n, come on. Did I do something wrong?" He tries again, and this time she stops. She still doesn't speak though. "Hey, I-"
"Shh." 
He's taken back by her reaction. "Shh? No, we are talking about this right-" 
"Shut up Darwin!" She half-yell, and there he understands. She heard something. Or rather say, someone. 
She quickly looked around, maybe trying to spot said person. The steps and voices grew louder, and now Darwin hears them too. He grabs her hand and hides behind some thick bushes that hopefully will cover them.
They kneel and wait for the voices to manifest themselves, and they don't have to wait for long. 
"I swear Kurt, I can't believe you let her go like that." Scott Summers said, clearly annoyed by the other behaviour. "I didn't! She was just very smart- and small too!" 
Ororo rolled her eyes, and turned to face the boy. "Listen up, Wagner. I don't care if you're from district two or whatever. The only reason you're still alive is that Rogue here seems to care about you- for some reason- so try to make yourself useful. 
She raises her sword to his neck, threatening him with it. "So if we see that girl from 6 again, or anyone else, you kill them on the spot. Is that clear?" 
She observes him up and down for a second, then drops the sword and keeps walking, followed by a smirking Scott. Rouge doesn't express herself and follows right after, but y/n could swear she saw a hint of pity for her friend. Or, according to Peter, brother. 
The sadness on Kurt's face is evident, and she almost feels bad for him. 
"Don't worry about it." Another voice says, a deeper one. "They just want to win, like everyone else. And they just can't seem to understand that not everyone is a murdering machine, here." The voice belongs to Warren Warrington. 
Kurt doesn't know how to respond to that, so he just goes after his group, followed by Warren. 
Once they're sure they left, Darwin and y/n come out of their hiding spot. "Woah. That was close." She nods, and leans on a close tree. 
"You've done nothing wrong Darwin." She says, answering his previous question. "And yes, I want to find Peter. But I'm scared. What if I end up like him?" She asks, referring to Kurt.
"What if I won't be able to strike the final shot when it's time?" Darwin slowly approaches her. "You're strong. You can do it. But don't be ashamed to feel fear. Like Mr. Warrington said, not everyone here is a murdering machine." 
She surprises herself by chuckling at that, and quickly recompose herself. "I guess you're right. Let's find some water, shall we?" He nods and walks behind her as she starts to walk again. 
She doesn't know why she told Darwin the truth. But after, it didn't hurt that much to be honest about her feelings for once. Didn't it?
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alaynasansa · 1 year
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On this special day I wanted to share some of my favorite female characters in literature, cinema and tv
Sansa Stark (asoiaf)
Catelyn Stark (asoiaf)
Arianne Martell (asoiaf)
Elia Martell (asoiaf)
Brienne of Tarth (asoiaf)
Rhaena Targaryen (daughter of Aenys) (asoiaf)
Rhaenyra Targaryen (asoiaf)
Elizabeth Bennet (pride and prejudice)
Amy March (little women)
Galadriel (lotr)
Arwen (lotr)
Eowyn (lotr)
Leia Organa (star wars)
Shira Brie aka Lumiya (star wars)
Padmé Amidala (star wars)
Danni Quee (star wars)
Sabé (star wars)
Mulan (mulan)
Anna Marie Lebeau aka Rogue (x-men)
Lorna Dane aka Polaris (x-men)
Emma Frost aka White Queen (x-men)
Rachel Summers aka Askani (x-men)
Betsy Braddock aka Captain Britain (x-men)
Monet St Croix aka Penance (x-men)
Sue Storm aka Invisible Woman (fantastic four)
Sersi (eternals)
Joyce Byers (stranger things)
Kira (knights of emerald)
The Knights of Emerald is a heroic fantasy book series written in french taking place in a fictional medieval universe. Kira is the main female character. In short : She is purple from head to toe, with clawed fingers and toes, sharp teeth, and vertical pupils. She's half insect (her father is a giant ant, so what ?) half fairy and half elven. Her father is a megalomaniac emperor who raped her mother and wants to invade the continent where she lives. She is a crown princess but abdicates her throne because she knows nothing about politics and prefers to fight to protect her people as a knight. During the series the reader sees her grow from a toddler to an undisciplined nine-year-old child who does not yet have the maturity to understand why she is overprotected against her father's schemes and why she does not have the right to become a squire like her friends, then to a fifteen-year-old teenager who is insecure because of her looks, finally has the right to join the knighthood and experiments romantic love, then to an experienced adult who still goes through several trials before she can fulfill her destiny. I love this character !!
Bridgess (knights of emerald)
Bridgess is smart, straightforward and a born leader. She's kind of like a big sister to Kira and has been very supportive of her. She manages to stand up to the most stubborn characters of the series but sometimes she breaks down and fails because she is not perfect and perfect characters are boring
Swan (knights of emerald)
Swan is brash and has trouble obeying. She was born into an extremely sexist kingdom and continually feels the pressure of having to prove herself in order to be as respected as men are within knighthood. She's quite friendly and very tolerant, especially with her best friend Kira. Swan starts a family in the midst of war and struggles to deal with this new change in her life, fearing that she will not be able to fight with all her pregnancies, experiencing guilt and pain at not being able to be with her children and not seeing them grow up as much as she wants
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nekoannie-chan · 4 months
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Flesh wound
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Title: Flesh wound.
Fandom: Marvel, The Gifted, X-men.
Ship: Lorna Dane X Mutant!Reader.
Word count: 241 words.
Rating: Teen.
Summary: Lorna was hurt escaping from the Centinels.
Major Tags: Flesh wound.
Additional tags: This is my entry to @multifandom-flash, Annie-3002 & square 7:
"Only a flesh wound.”
You can read it on Wattpad and Ao3 too.
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@saiyanprincessswanie
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The deafening sound of the Sentinels chasing them was the most unbearable thing. You had lost count of the times they had had to flee from them in recent years.
Suddenly, a larger and more imposing Sentinel than the others appeared. You swallowed with difficulty; it seemed that they were modernizing their enemies. It also seemed that the robot could adapt to attacks, which made it more dangerous. In a moment of distraction, the Sentinel managed to land a blow to Polaris' side.
"Lorna!" he exclaimed, watching as she recoiled, holding her injured side. "Are you okay?"
Lorna forced a smile. "Only a flesh wound, don't worry. I'm still standing."
You gritted your teeth, frustrated that you weren't quick enough to avoid the attack. But before you could say anything, another sentry rushed at you. Polaris acted instinctively, deflecting the attack with a magnetic shield.
"It was only a flesh wound," Lorna insisted, noticing the concern in your eyes. "I'm fine, really."
But something wasn't right; they had to get out of that place immediately. Maybe Turner was nearby. You grabbed Lorna by the arm and forced her to start running. Suddenly, they saw an open portal and entered.
"I thought you would never get there," you commented when you saw Clarice.
"We had a little trouble," John said.
"Lorna is hurt," you pointed out.
Clarice nodded and took her to one of the rooms where they would check the wound.
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harrylovesteas · 10 months
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ harrylovesteas’ masterlists & basic information.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ hello and welcome to my blog. i’ve been writing for most of my teen and adult years , however , i never really published them. now that i’m in my mid-twenties i’ve returned to writing as a form of relaxation.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ i currently live in EST ( eastern standard time ) and check my blog when i am able. i have a fairly demanding job along with some health issues , which means i can be very active or barely around. however, my inbox and messages will always be open if you have a request , want to react to any of my writings or just want to chat !!
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on going stories :
xoxo , little bird - a modern aemond targaryen x ( implied tully ) reader
rose bush- a discontented harry styles fanfic
maybe i still love you - a lorna dane x alex summers fic ( coming soon)
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one shots & imagines :
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requests & characters i write for :
i do accept requests and will do my best to write out what you ask for. however, i do have a busy life and it can take up to two weeks for it to be published. if i get overwhelmed i may put the request on hold and post it as soon as i can. writing is a hobby for me and there are times I may have more ideas for certain requests and plots. i may accept plots for characters that are not listed. if they aren’t listed feel free to just ask .ᐟ i may have wanted to write for them but i don’t have ideas , or maybe i’m currently working on something for them !
ch. i will write for :
asoiaf / game of thrones / house of the dragon / fire and blood
aegon targaryen
aemond targaryen
alicent hightower
cregan stark
daemon targaryen
daenerys targaryen
jacaerys velaryon
helaena targaryen
rhaenyra targaryen
robb stark
sansa stark
marvel
bucky barns ( any version )
cyclops
havok
magento
magik
polaris
last kingdom
finan
osferth
sihtric
uhtred
witcher
yennefer
triss
emhyr
geralt
ragnorok ( netflix )
fjor
laurits
magne
saxa
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morganas-pendragons · 2 years
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i have a platonic wanda maximoff x reader idea that has not left my head since multiverse of madness and it is solely lorna dane's fault
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vcampires · 2 years
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i want to start writing again. so send me some requests for wanda, loki, bucky, jean, lorna or erik!! <33
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𝗠𝗬 𝗚𝗜𝗙𝗦⠀↻⠀𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗘 𝗗𝗢𝗡'𝗧 𝗥𝗘𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧 !!
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forthesapphicsonly · 2 years
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MASTERLIST
So, since it's been a while since I've posted anything, I knew now that my masterlist wasn't working. And since I changed the name of the blog, it was kind of expected (if you got here when it was all bush and desert, you're a veteran and I love you as part of my family).
So I basically had to relearn how to update my blog again and update my masterlist and link to every fanfic ever posted, because apparently tumblr doesn't do this job alone.
So here they are. Duly updated and functional. I have a separate list for Diana Prince because at the time I got a lot of requests for her, so..
Masterlist Diana Prince x reader
Masterlist
I also intend to update the fanfics and change the name of the reader (yes, I use a name, because Y/N hits a visual nerve of mine, besides not being practical for people who use screen reader). At the time I chose the name Angel, it had to do with the blog name and because, you know, angels are neutral and have no gender or race and I thought that way I would be including everyone and not offending anyone. However, Angel seems to be a common name in the US (in my country it's used as a pet/nick name, like 'honey'). I'm probably going to use a name making it up (like Atara) and I don't know, you guys can make a petition too, I don't know. Let me know what to do to make you happy.
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